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Chapter 73 Don't Be Nervous, I Don't Cannibalize People
Shi Yun glanced at the corner of her eyes.

I saw Jiang Qin lazily leaning against the wall, her brows and eyes were full of laziness, the white earphone cable was wrapped around her elegant and fair neck, and she was chewing a piece of chewing gum or bubble gum, which is not like a senior high school student. Some look!

Shi Yun gave her a disgusted look, ignored her, and left angrily with the textbook.

Jiang Qin blew a bubble indifferently.

The bubble burst with a cheerful "pop".

Shi Yun's body trembled uncontrollably, and she stomped on a pair of flat sheepskin boots even louder in anger.

Duanmuqing noticed Shi Yun's subtle changes, and couldn't help but find it funny, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Teacher Duanmu."

When passing by, Shi Yun immediately greeted Duanmuqing with a smile on her face.

"Hello." Duanmuqing nodded, lukewarm.

Jiang Qin pulled off the earphones, slowly took up the cord with her white fingers, and glanced at the man walking over from the corner of her eyes.

A man about 30 years old, with handsome features, wearing a casual black suit and white shirt, the suit is unbuttoned, and the collar of the shirt has three buttons. The skin under the collar is like jade, and the collarbone is thin.

With slender and strong fingers, holding a stack of test papers for this preliminary examination, he strode towards the classroom with strides.

This is too different from the image of a rigorous, dull and bright mathematician in his imagination. Jiang Qin felt it was funny for some reason, and couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth.

Because many students in the art class are related households, even though their studies are quite poor, they are still equipped with the best teachers.

That's good.

Therefore, Jiang Qin didn't care at all whether he was in the art specialty student class with the worst grades in the culture class or the competition class.

The slowly rising sun casts rays of light in the corridor, enveloping the girl's slender figure, as bright as gold.

Jiang Qin was still lazily leaning against the wall of the classroom, but changed his posture and put his hands in the pockets of his baseball uniform.

Although her posture was lazy, she greeted Duanmuqing in a polite and polite tone: "Hello, teacher."

Duanmuqing looked at the bright and charming girl who was Sujing in front of her eyes, nodded with a smile, and said in a warm voice: "En, go back to the classroom for class."

Jiang Qin gave a faint "oh", turned around and went back to the classroom.

Fatty and Yang Zhiye also laughed and returned to the classroom.

Duanmuqing asked Qiao Yue, the math class representative, to distribute the test papers.

Qiao Yue deliberately delayed Jiang Qin's message, and quietly read her test paper.

The first thing that surprised her was Jiang Qin's handwriting, which was vigorous and powerful, and every stroke was unique.

This word alone caused Qiao Yue to slightly change her view of Jiang Qin. It was a symbol of ability for a person to be able to write to such an extreme level.

Qiao Yue didn't know the next few big questions, but she was shocked by Jiang Qin's answer.

Because she had also read the test papers of several other students in the class, but compared to Jiang Qin's answers, their thinking on solving the questions was obviously much more complicated.

That is to say, for the same exam questions, Jiang Qin's solution ideas are more concise and precise than others.

Qiao Yue handed out Jiang Qin's test paper last, and put her hands on Jiang Qin's desk, as if what she was holding was not a test paper, but an imperial decree.

Jiang Qin was amused by her appearance: "Don't be nervous, I don't eat people."

Qiao Yue also smiled: "I'm not nervous, I admire you."

"Admiration me?" Jiang Qin smiled self-deprecatingly.

Qiao Yue confessed openly and generously, saying: "Actually, I sent out your test paper last on purpose, just to see what the full-score math test paper looks like in the third year of senior high school. You are really good."

(End of this chapter)