Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 259 Why Are You Paying So much Attention to Her?
At this time, there was a group of people from Class F standing outside the door.

There were enthusiastic smiles on their faces, "Yimo."

Qiao Yimo turned her head and looked over. She looked lazy and had a faint smile on her face.

"Yimo, it's a good thing you gave us Qingqing's big book, I didn't expect that this composition is also about him!"

"It's really great, this time our Chinese in Class F really depends on you."

"You have no idea how thrilled I am to see his name, thank you so much!"

"When the college entrance examination is over, we will have a fund-raising party for the whole class, and I will give you a free ticket!"

Qiao Yimo's shrewd eyes flickered, the smile on his face was faint, and he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, everyone naturally knew that Qiao Yimo had actually agreed.

A group of people surrounded Qiao Yimo, quickly attracting the attention of those around him.

Qiao Anchu held Mengran's hand, passed by, and looked at Qiao Yimo with disdain.

This group of people from class F can really be admired by anyone.

So what if you have Qingqing Dada's book?
It is great to be able to write wonderful compositions.

What is there to worship in random writing!
At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the math test was ushered in as scheduled.

Still the same seats and exam room.

After Qiao Yimo got the test paper, she lowered her eyes, glanced over it, and lowered her head to fill it out.

She didn't move those blank draft papers.

Qiao Anchu turned her head and glanced, only to see Qiao Yimo drawing on that blank draft paper?
Ha ha, what a pleasure!

Even at times like the college entrance examination, I don't forget to pretend.

Even if others knew that she was Master Shuimo, would they still give her extra points?

The invigilator looked at the drawing on Qiao Yimo's draft, frowned, and helped to check the candidate's name and candidate number, and then left without saying anything.

In this math test, the overwhelmed examinee watched Qiao Yimo leave the test room again.

Why does she always go first?
I don't know what kind of blank space there is on the math answer sheet.

After the exam.

Qiao Yimo, Han Meng and Yu Changze met face to face.

Yu Changze saw the two of them from a distance, so he quickened his pace and walked up, "Mengmeng, how did Sister Mo do in the exam?"

Han Meng blushed slightly, her small mouth pouting, "Well, it's okay."

Qiao Yimo chuckled, Yu Changze's mathematics is his strong point, these days Han Meng was forced to train by Yu Changze, how could it be so bad?
"Sister Mo, what about you?" Yu Changze smiled slightly, with a sunny smile and charming eyes.

"Well, it's okay!" Qiao Yimo's voice was light, and no emotion could be heard.

Han Meng raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Yimo has won a math competition award before! Today's college entrance examination questions are just a piece of cake for her!"

Qiao Anchu, who was standing not far away, glanced lightly, and said loudly on purpose: "What's so great about a math competition, I don't know who wrote on the draft in today's college entrance examination, and if you draw shit, you can get a high score ? It's so ridiculous!"

Qiao Anchu said this sentence deliberately loudly and disdainfully, in order to arouse Qiao Yimo's anger.

Qiao Yimo sneered, how dare Qiao Anchu pay attention to her, everything caught her eyes?

What a painstaking effort.

"Hehe!" Han Meng chuckled, and looked at Qiao Anchu with a chubby face, "Don't you have any papers to do yourself? Then why pay attention to Yimo? What does it matter to you when others paint?"

"What if some people are talented in painting?"

(End of this chapter)