Chapter 19 Framed
"Mo Xiaoqian, you are on duty today, and you still don't get up!"

The ear-piercing loud voice woke up Mo Xiaoqian from her sound sleep. When she opened her eyes, Lu Minghua, who was on the bed, was staring at her unhappily, while she was already lying on the bed at some point, and her whole body felt as if she had been completely reborn.

It seems that the sin of one night was not in vain, the water is indeed miraculous.

But this girl doesn't know her well, so she actually asked her to get up?Well, the sun is out in the west.

"Here, this is a broom. All the students in the dormitory have left, so stay in bed and wait to be repaired by Zheng Fan!" Throwing the broom beside Mo Xiaoqian's bed, Lu Minghua's mouth curled up into an unknown smile, He twisted and walked away, and when he reached the door, he looked back and smiled, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, I have already read in the morning, and the old class said that I will let you go to the office after school."

Read it next morning?to the office?
Like a bucket of cold water being poured, Mo Xiaoqian shuddered all over, the last bit of sleepiness disappeared completely, she quickly jumped out of bed, brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth and dressed as fast as she could.

This is not the age of work. In the top class, the teachers who are expected to become a success are stricter and stricter one by one.She tried her best to recall, and she still remembered that the stern-faced and bad-tempered old class brought the naughty male classmates to the office, and the lion-like roar once shook the entire campus——

"Either study hard, or get the hell out and go home, what's the trouble, like a wild dog!"

Later, even if the bruised and swollen troublemaker had done nothing wrong, seeing him was like a mouse seeing a cat.

The old class, surnamed Zhang, is 1.7 meters above sea level. His small and thin body contains unlimited explosive power. He is also the vice principal of Zhongli Middle School.Don't doubt it, it's the vice-principal. His strength lies there, and the classes he brings out have always had first-class enrollment rates.

And he has always only led the top class.This is a class teacher who does a good job on the surface. In a school where the admission rate is the highest, the principal still turns a blind eye to him.

His students respected and feared him even more.Although he has a bad temper, he can be considered arrogant.The strength is there again, and no one dares to resist him.

Mo Xiaoqian was very fortunate that old man Zhang didn't rush to the girls' dormitory impulsively and carried her to the campus to expose her to the sun.Then she will really want to cry without tears!
I brushed my hair, was about to go out, glanced at the broom next to the bed, and then went back to quickly sweep the dormitory.Mo Xiaoqian didn't know if she was on duty today, but if she was, points would be deducted for not sweeping the floor, and according to the old class's poisonous tongue that could make iron-blooded men cry, she would not be punished to death.

After cleaning, the bell for class just rang.Mo Xiaoqian hurriedly closed the door of the dormitory and rushed to the classroom.

As soon as the front foot enters, the political fan arrives on the back foot, so dangerous!
Mo Xiaoqian patted her chest and exhaled secretly.Opening the book, liberal arts was the strong point in the past, and after a quick glance, she could recall that she had already reviewed half of the whole book in one lecture given by Politics Fan.

Ordinary girls don't get good grades, but that faint sense of presence is not an eyesore.But Mo Xiaoqian always felt that when the political fan in class glanced at her indistinctly, he was a little pensive.

She can guarantee that she hasn't messed with Zheng Fan, but why does he pay attention to her?

At the end of one class, Mo Xiaoqian thought that Zhengzheng Fan would ask her to say something, but she never thought that he would just say, "The first mock test will be in three days, I hope you will study hard." Without giving her a look, she strode away .

Mo Xiaoqian was a little speechless and didn't think deeply, and continued to review her homework.She didn't study hard in her previous life, but in order to change her fate in this life, she must get that diploma and come out of this small place with integrity.

After all, if you have a solid foundation, the liberal arts in this life is just a review, and you will quickly catch up with the process.That science gave her a headache.

"Xiaoqian." Just as he was racking his brains on the exercises, Yun Feng's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Reflex raised his head, just in time to meet the boy's warm and worried eyes.

"You're late today, are you feeling unwell?" Yun Feng looked at her, with hesitation in his eyes, and asked with concern.

"Well, I have a little cold, so I got up late." Looking around the classroom, it was empty, and it turned out that school was over.No wonder Yun Feng came over to say hello to her.

"I'll take you to the medical room to have a look." The worry in Yun Feng's eyes became more and more obvious, and he suggested.

"No need, just a little cold, just a stuffy nose, it's fine, I'm not that delicate." A child from a poor family has a lower life, and the sickness can only be endured, and it will pass.

"A backlog of minor illnesses will turn into serious ones. Let's go, I'll go with you." Seeing that she didn't care about his health, Yun Feng felt anxious, pulled Mo Xiaoqian and walked out.

"I said I'm fine." Yun Feng looked thin, but in fact he was very strong. When he was pulled up, Mo Xiaoqian frowned, and suddenly shook off his hand, with an indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth, "It doesn't matter." Your business, senior." He cared too much.

Yun Feng is a smart person, the hand that was stretched out was half-empty, and then retracted.He smiled lightly, hiding the sadness in his eyes: "Okay, if you don't want to go, you won't go. Are you still angry with me, yesterday I delayed some things, and when I went to the classroom, there was no one there .”

Is this an explanation?Mo Xiaoqian never thought that Yunfeng would like her, this approach seemed very abrupt.But she has nothing now, and there is no value for him to get it, so Yunfeng thinks that Yunfeng only pities her.

"It's okay. I was too sleepy yesterday, so I went back first. I didn't expect you to come back."

The young man smiled, nodded, and his eyes fell on the draft paper that was messed up by her. "Let me help you with tutoring."

Mo Xiaoqian was about to speak, when Yun Feng said again: "Don't reject me, okay?"

With sincere eyes and a stunning face, Mo Xiaoqian couldn't find any mood to refuse the invitation of a handsome guy, even though he was still an unformed handsome guy.

The ghost almost nodded: "Okay, then thank you first."

Maybe this was just a pure friendship in junior high school, she was wrong.

"You still don't know how to solve this question? I'll teach you." Yun Feng pursed his lips and smiled, with a refreshing taste in his smile.

"Hmm... hey, no, I'm going to see the old class after school, so I'll go ahead, how about I ask you next time?" Mo Xiaoqian looked at the old clock hanging on the classroom wall, and the words came to her lips. Hastily broke the tail.

"Well. The old class is soft but not hard. You are a girl. If you are soft from the beginning, it won't be too difficult for you."

Mo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, thanked him for his care, nodded, and walked to the office.

Before Zhang Min left, he was immersed in writing documents. Mo Xiaoqian hesitated for a while, seeing that he couldn't summon up the courage to knock on the door.After a pause, he tapped lightly on the door three times.

"Come in." Zhang Min didn't lift his head, still waving the pen in his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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