My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun saw that Xiao Cai was mocking others for a long time, scaring them so much that they didn't even dare to look back, but her own ears were red, which was both funny and a little sad.

"In the past three months, I have been stuck in time even taking a shower. Can't I still succeed in achieving the good results I have worked so hard for?"

That must be very possible.

But right now, the most important thing is to fill out your application form.

The college entrance examination must be taken in the place of residence, and of course it is best for high school to be in the place of residence.

Otherwise, you can only go to a private high school.

Xiao Cai is going to Canghai No. [-] Middle School and is in the same school as Mu Qingyun.

"As long as I can go to a school, I will be very satisfied. I definitely don't dare to ask for a class." Even so, Xiao Cai is still a little restless. Even after the high school entrance examination, she does not relax. She still holds her textbooks and practices at home every day. They studied hard, especially the tree diagram that Mu Qingyun worked so hard to prepare for them, which really had to be memorized every day.

The content of the tree diagram is now quite large. It was only half a month before the high school entrance examination that Mu Qingyun stopped adding content. During such a long period of time before, he had to add parts from time to time. Up to now, the directory alone only used a map. Even if you don't want to understand the big paper, just read it, it will take at least three to five days to read through it. If you memorize it, it will take even longer.

Xiao Cai is not afraid of working hard.

She is not smart and does not have good resources, but the only thing she is not afraid of is hardship. No matter how hard it is to study, it is not as hard as cutting wheat in the dog days of summer, nor does she and her sister take apart and wash the family's winter quilts, and her hands are all red from washing. So tired.

Canghai No. [-] Middle School was also afraid of something happening. As soon as they heard that Mu Qingyun had chosen them, they quickly took action and settled the matter quickly. Then, as a sign of their importance, they even sent a teacher to visit their home.

When the teacher who only visited the home arrived, Mu Qingyun accompanied Grandma Bai to get a pedicure and didn't even know.

She went to school in No. [-] Middle School, and the registered address was her grandma Bai's address, but her father's name was Jiang Si. Li Conngle was a teacher in the junior high school of County No. [-] Middle School. When someone from Canghai No. [-] Middle School came, Went directly to Jiang's house.

A group of seven or eight people got out of the car and saw Jiang Si and his wife Li Congle from a distance. They smiled like a flower: "Congratulations to Mr. Mu for becoming the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in the Republic of China this year. The only perfect score winner in the country, Mr. Jiang , you really raised a good daughter!"

Li Congle laughed dryly for a while, waved her hand to send away her pair of children, who had become more and more displeased with her recently, and turned around to go to the kitchen.

Outside the door came Jiang Si's three-part joy and three-part reserved laughter, as well as the kind and warm compliments and assurances from the teachers.

"Don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Ms. Mu when she comes to study in our Canghai No. [-] Middle School, and we won't let her talent go to waste."

Li Conngle's face sank slightly. She cut the apple in her hand harder and harder, and her heart ached so much. She never knew that she was such a jealous person who couldn't see good things in others. At first, she just wanted her husband to stay. Those things, no matter what they are, stay as far away from her as possible and don't disturb her, but she has no other thoughts. It doesn't mean that she has to smash everything her husband left before to be happy.

She was just aggrieved!
"Jiang Si is a big liar, bastard, bastard!"

Shouldn't she hate those who affected her marriage and her life?
But even though she hated her so much, she finally agreed to Jiang Si and agreed to pick him up. No matter how unwilling she was, she still had to bite the bullet, endure her nausea, and planned to help the little girl clean up the school.She felt that her own school would definitely not be able to run it. Other schools, such as No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School, could still speak for themselves.

She, Li Congle, is worthy of Jiang Si.

But what about Mu Qingyun?What has she done?

As soon as she arrived, she made a fuss. She wanted to show off the father-daughter relationship between her and Jiang Si. How could she still do it when her face was thrown to the ground and trampled on? Peace of mind?
The alley where Li Congle lives is the family courtyard of the school. Not only are her colleagues from the school here, but also the teachers from the high school.

The correct name for the school she attended should be No. [-] Middle School Affiliated, which is the middle school affiliated to No. [-] High School. However, after the school was integrated, they became the junior high school of No. [-] Middle School. Both the students themselves and their parents called them When the school was unified, it was called No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School. After that, the families' courtyard of the high school and the family courtyard of the junior high school gradually merged. By now, counting her neighbors, the most gossipy ones in the high school were all exist.

Mu Qingyun's commotion was like a bolt from the blue to her, throwing her shame into the sky.

Li Congle now hopes that everyone will quickly forget this incident and these damn people and things.

But that little girl just wanted to go against her. If she didn't come to No. [-] Middle School, she had to go to No. [-] Middle School. When she went to No. [-] Middle School, she had to show off her achievements. Even the city knew early on that No. [-] Middle School had a new little genius.

For a while, Li Congle felt that the little girl had deliberately used some tricks to make her unhappy. After all, a country girl whose previous studies were average, how could she become powerful and become a master immediately?

She dreamed at night, all she dreamed about was Mu Qingyun cheating in the exam, the results were fake, the teacher was furious, and called Jiang Si to give him a scolding, she woke up laughing and didn't know what night it was, and she was in a good mood all day long.

But she is a teacher after all, once, twice, three times or four times, and then it became clear to her that there was no cheating, it was not fake.

Teachers who spend time with Mu Qingyun know very well whether a student's grades are good or not. If Mu Qingyun is really bad, the teacher may not understand her when she first arrives at school, so she may be deceived by her. But it is easy to deceive one day, difficult to deceive one month, and it is difficult to deceive one year. Don’t even think about it.

Sure enough, he won the top prize in the high school entrance examination!
Li Congle felt that the laughter and laughter outside were poisonous.

Jiangsi is completely different.

He especially likes people who are good at studying and educated. He fell in love with Li Congle back then, and after many years of marriage, he always loved and cared for her because Li Congle was educated, a teacher, good at singing, dancing, and painting.

Jiang Si has been very smart since he was a child, but his family conditions are not good, and he is very smart. Perhaps only one or two of his talents are in reading. Compared with reading, he is better at communication.

But just because he's not good at it doesn't mean he doesn't like it.

Now that his daughter is studying so well, he is naturally very happy. Not only is he happy, he also deceives the teacher from Canghai No. [-] Middle School in a few words. The deceiver almost wants to treat him as a close friend. Not only did he leave his phone number , contact information, and it was agreed that the school uniforms of Canghai No. [-] Middle School would be customized at their Xinglan Garment Factory.

Jiang Si felt so happy. (End of chapter)