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"Tsk tsk, Huang Yifeng, you protect her so frantically, saying that there is nothing between the two of you, how can anyone believe it." Lan Zhiqing mocked.

"Lan Zhiqing, you can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult Yang Zimei! She and I are innocent classmates!" Huang Yifeng shouted with a blushing face.

"Aha, as the saying goes, what is right is not what is said loudly. If it is really an innocent relationship, you don't need to be so loud to try to cover it up." Lan Zhiqing sneered.

She is eloquent, and Huang Yifeng, who is clumsy in tongue, is naturally not her opponent, only blushing. [

"It's that pug named Lan again." Chen Xiaoqiang cursed, walked in, pulled Huang Yifeng and said, "Yifeng, if a dog bites you, you don't need to bite it back. The root of the mouth is up to her, beware of sores on the tongue and the root of the mouth."

Huang Yifeng saw that Yang Zimei was there with a calm expression on his face, he didn't seem to take Lan Zhiqing's words to heart, so he didn't bother arguing with her and walked out.

"Zimei, congratulations on your first place in the exam." Huang Yifeng said honestly.

"Thank you Yifeng." Yang Zimei smiled at him and nodded, a little sinister energy was drawn from her fingers, and shot into Lan Zhiqing's mouth that was still open.

She will have sores on her tongue tomorrow as Chen Xiaoqiang said.

"Ayan, what's the point if you don't get the first place in your grades? In the school's graduation art performance, you absolutely dominated the show and fascinated the whole school." Lan Zhiqing comforted Murong Yan.

Murong Yan's gloomy eyes lit up slightly, every school performance was a day when she was in the limelight, and no one could compare to it.

Why should she be angry here?

No matter how good Yang Zimei's grades are, she just came from the countryside. When it comes to dancing performances, she can't compare to her who was sent to dance classes since she was one year old.

At that time, she must make everyone fall in love with her, especially Min Gang, she will make him regret not choosing her.

She snorted, and Lan Zhiqing left the crowd and went back to the classroom.

Yang Zimei and the others also went back to their classrooms.

After returning to the door of the classroom, I saw Qin Kaiwen greeted me with a happy face, "Student Yang Zimei, congratulations on your first place in this mock exam."

"Thank you, Teacher Qin. Without the teacher's guidance, I would not have been able to pass this test." Yang Zimei said modestly.

"Hehe, classmate Zimei, you are too modest. I can't keep up with your Chinese level even if you flatter me." Qin Kaiwen pulled out her test paper, "Your composition in classical Chinese is accurate in terms of words and brilliant in writing. , It is simply too exquisite. All our Chinese teachers were amazed when they saw it. I also passed it to my university Chinese tutor last night. He said that this level has far surpassed him. If you think about it, he You can directly apply to the school for you to be his student, and report directly to the university."

"Oh?" Yang Zimei didn't expect that her composition would have such a big reaction.

In the past ten years, she has been used to reading those ancient Chinese books and is familiar with the language of ancient Chinese. If she is asked to write in vernacular, it will be a bit difficult for her.

"Student Zimei, how are you? Do you want to skip a grade and enter university?" Qin Kaiwen asked.

Yang Zimei shook his head, "Thank you, but I still want to proceed step by step, not to mention that I don't intend to specialize in ancient Chinese language." [

"That's good." Qin Kaiwen nodded when he heard her say this, "Life is always going to be good after a period of experience."

What he said was exactly what Yang Zimei thought.

In this life, she doesn't lack anything, she just wants to make up for the regrets of the previous life, and feel the feelings experienced by her peers.

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