Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Su Buyue has beautiful eyes. This is something that the Qin family and the Su family have known since they were young. But at some point, she began to be reluctant to raise her head, and her eyes were covered by her thick bangs. Every time she was asked to cut her bangs, it was like It would cost her her life.

Why did she cut it off as soon as Shen Que said it and didn't bow her head?

In the past few days since she came to Class 3, whether it was doing questions or taking exams, she wanted to bury her head on the table. Now, did Shen really give her any medicine? So obedient?

"Is it more beautiful if I cut my bangs?"

The sudden sound scared Qin Bo and Su Buyue.

Both of them looked at the source of the sound. Qin Bo pursed his lips, glanced at Su Buyue from the corner of his eye, and nodded heartily in affirmation: "She is much prettier."

Su Buyue was blushing from her neck to her ears, and her mind was in a mess while doing the questions. She couldn't remember how long it had been since someone praised her beauty.

Shen Que frowned, Qin Bo returned to his seat and sat down. The students arrived one after another, and the school bell rang at eight o'clock in the morning.

Lin Zhe and a female teacher walked in, holding papers in their hands, and their eyes fell on Shen Que intentionally or unintentionally.

"There will be no classes today. It will be a unified mock exam for senior high school students."

As soon as these words came out, the whole class wailed and didn't understand why they were taking the exam again.

"Teacher, last Wednesday's test papers haven't been distributed yet, so we're taking the test again?"

"Yes!"

Lin Zhe glanced at Shen Que in the corner, raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose, and the female teacher on the side answered loudly: "The exam is to better understand your learning situation.

I can teach you better. "

The students were helpless and had no choice but to comply.

Wait for the paper to be given to you.

Shen Que stared at the paper, with an imperceptible twitch in the corner of his mouth, and murmured in his heart: "Why are the questions for the senior year of high school different from the books I read before?" '

The confused and shocked voices of students echoed around.

"Teacher Lin, this paper belongs to us? Are you right?"

"Uh, cough, cough." Lin Zhe pretended to be busy and left everything to the female teacher next to him.

The female teacher rolled her eyes at him and patted the table: "Teacher hugs me personally, is there anything wrong? Do it well, it will be counted in the class ranking."

His eyes glanced at Shen Que intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that she had already started writing, he couldn't help but rub his hands together, feeling a little excited.

At 9:10 p.m., Shen Que rubbed his sore right hand and threw the pen into the hole on the table, his brows and eyes filled with irritation.

'This is not the senior high school exam. This is a test for me. It's all for me. '

She guessed it when she got to the third subject. Seeing that she was good at English, she wanted to know about her strength in other subjects. What about the unified mock test? All the questions were beyond the scope of knowledge in the third year of high school.

Shen Que glanced at the clock on the wall and thought to himself: 'I knew it was rotten in my stomach. '

She didn't even pack her schoolbag, she stood up and left.

Lin Zhe, the invigilator, and another teacher did not stop her. The other students were still scratching their heads and thinking about the answer. They were extremely envious when they saw her leaving her chic back.

Lin Zhe turned his head and muttered in a low voice: "This girl usually looks kind and gentle, but in fact she is very angry. If she suddenly comes out like this without her consent, I'm afraid she didn't write it well."

Another teacher chuckled: "It's okay, it's okay. How can a genius not have a temper? I read it before, and she wrote it carefully again, and it's still correct."

Lin Zhe was speechless, pinched his sore eyes, glanced at the classmates who were still writing test papers, and sighed inwardly: "Sure enough, countless seedlings can be sacrificed for one tree." '

At the end of the day, after the Chinese language test and geography test, after the mathematics test and the chemistry test, the college entrance examination papers were all taken in two days. I was stunned that the test was completed in one day, and I was busy eating.

In class 31, everyone collapsed, without exception, even the teacher was tired of standing.

Shen Que had just finished going down the stairs, and thinking that Jiang Jingchen was still waiting at the door, he felt angry, his face looked ugly, and his steps were hurried. When he saw a man standing under the streetlight at the school gate, wearing a black windbreaker and holding a scarf, his eyes lit up and he started running.

"Brother, you've been waiting for a long time."

When Jiang Jingchen saw the person running over, he raised his hand to tidy up her hair on her forehead, then put the scarf on her and asked softly: "Don't worry, why are you so late today?"

Warmth flowed into his body from the scarf, and Shen Que complained angrily: "Today's school mock test, but all the tests were on knowledge points other than the third year of high school.

They must have thought that I was good at English and wanted to know how I was doing in other subjects, so they did this to test me. "

As he spoke, a look of grievance appeared on his face, and he raised his right hand softly, as if coquettishly: "Brother, my hand is sore from writing and I have no strength."

Jiang Jingchen looked at her limp right hand, his blue eyes filled with distress. He gently covered it with his big warm hands, kneaded it gently, and said in a serious tone: "I'll talk to the principal later."

'Elmhead, I'm not asking you to find the principal, I want you to coax me and hug me! Shen Que roared in his heart, without any trace of emotion on his face, and shook his head obediently: "No, the exam is over. There won't be any more later. The principal is also very busy."

'Mainly what I want is not this! ! ! '

"But if brother feels sorry for me, just give me a hug."

Jiang Jingchen looked puzzled: "If you hug me, it won't hurt anymore?"

"Yes." Shen Que hugged his waist and leaned his head on him: "Because my brother's arms are very warm."

Jiang Jingchen's hands fell in the air. He was always struck by Shen Que's sudden movements, which made his heart flutter. Unconsciously, he wanted to freeze time at this moment. He froze for two seconds, and his eyes were filled with soft color. Hug her lightly.

"Let's go back and get some rest early."

"it is good."

Cayenne disappeared quickly at the school gate like a shooting star in the dark night.

On the third day after Wenqing disappeared, the Wen family received news of her death from Wenqing's agent.

All of a sudden, the Wen and Qian families were in trouble again. Mrs. Wen fainted and was taken to the hospital.

Wen Fan had been awake for several days, his pupils covered with red bloodshot eyes. He was currently sitting in the office, looking at the news and photos he got from Yingtan Pavilion. Each one of them shocked him.

I can't believe that my father, whom I once regarded as a role model, could be such a person.

Suddenly, the special assistant opened the door from outside and came in with a solemn expression: "President, your brother has passed away."

Wen Fan's pupils trembled: "What did you say?"

"You asked me to contact your brother's agent. He told me that they encountered gangsters on their way back and beat them. Your brother and his car fell off a cliff.

As they searched, they saw a fast-flowing river. There were no cars or people. They thought it was following the river and rushing into the sea. "

Wen Fan stood up suddenly, and the boss' chair behind him fell to the ground with a clang, his eyes filled with disbelief: "When did it happen?"

Special assistant: "Three, three days ago, the agent was seriously injured and was in a coma for a few days. He only woke up this morning."

Qi and blood surged up, and Wen Fan felt his eyes go dark, and he fell back as if he was overwhelmed.

"President!" The special assistant quickly stepped forward to help him, and the information on the table was scattered on the floor.

Wen Fan's face was sickly white, and his eyes were dark and blue beyond words. Before he could express his sadness, the cell phone that fell to the ground rang.

When I saw that the call was from the Wen family's old residence, my heart skipped a beat!

The news of Wen Qing's death was revealed by no one, and it was widely publicized on the Internet, with various bizarre versions available.

Some people say that he was too popular and was harmed by his opponents.

Some people say that it was fate and God's will that caused him to die young.

While the debate was going on online, a comment came out.