Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 44 Math Contest Recruitment
In the second class, the mathematics teacher Liu Ziang mentioned the registration of the national mathematics competition.

"The National Mathematics Competition is about to start recruiting. The teacher is very happy to see that everyone likes mathematics so much." The mathematics teacher on the stage said excitedly.

The students in the audience did not appreciate it:

"Mathematics competition? No chance for me, I'm the worst at math."

"Whoever can't fall in love, I won't go."

"Then Qiao Anchu, the monitor of our class, must go! She can do everything."

"Teacher, go by yourself."

Listening to the discussion of the students in the audience, Liu Ziang's forehead was covered with black lines, these little bastards must not give him face too much.

He directed and acted on his own, "However, the number of entries is limited, so our school will organize a preliminary test. The preliminary test will be on Wednesday. Students who pass the preliminary test can participate in the competition."

As Liu Ziang said, he set his eyes on Qiao Yimo, "Student Yimo!"

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Liu Ziang said solemnly, "I left you one on the list this time, you can fill out the form later."

Qiao Yimo blinked, speechless, "Teacher, I don't want to sign up!"

She really doesn't want to be in the limelight, after all, it's nationwide, how many people will see her in front of the TV screen by then.
Liu Ziang was blocked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the classmates in the class saw Qiao Yimo's refusal, so they started discussing again:

"Qiao Yimo, you were first in the test last time, shouldn't you sign up for the competition this time?"

"That's right, don't tell me your math grades are fake!"

"Qiao Yimo, you are too selfish, can you think about it for our class!"

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo sneered.

These people's moral kidnapping is okay
Yu Changze poked Qiao Yimo's shoulder, "Sister Mo, I really don't want to go, let's see what they say about you!"

Qiao Yimo blinked, "Are you going?"

"I'll think about it!" After all, this is a national competition, and it would be a bit embarrassing if it doesn't pass.

But for Sister Mo, it's okay to be ashamed, "Sister Mo, I'll go if you go!"

Seeing Yu Changze's serious expression, Qiao Yimo couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Qiao Yimo ignoring him, Liu Ziang coughed twice in embarrassment, "Yimo, the teacher advises you to think about it."

Suddenly, Liu Ziang saw Qiao Anchu raise his hand.

"Student An Chu, what's the matter?"

Qiao Anchu stood up and brushed her hair, "Teacher, I'm not free on Wednesday, so can I skip the preliminary exam?"

Liu Ziang frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

Qiao Anchu explained, "Teacher, I'm going to participate in the drawing finals on Wednesday, so."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ziang was shocked, "Student An Chu, you mean you are going to participate in the summer painting finals? Is it true?"

"Teacher, your news is so behind. What student An Chu said is true. She is really excellent and can do everything."

"Student An Chu is so responsible, she can do anything! She's also pretty, I'm envious."

"It's not like that Qiao Yimo, who doesn't even want to let her win glory for our class."

"It's not that I don't want to, maybe Qiao Yimo is afraid of losing face. After all, it's good for us insiders to know how the exam results are obtained." The students said one after another.

Qiao Anchu couldn't help sneering, and said pretending to be calm, "Everyone, don't say that! We, Yimo, have never participated in this kind of competition, so it's normal that we can't get used to it for a while. I just made it to the finals in painting, so I might not be able to do it." Got the championship."

Liu Ziang's eyes widened, he was a little shocked, this Qiao Anchu was really powerful.

"Then you don't need to take the first test. After all, your math performance is obvious to all. Compete well and try to win the painting championship." Liu Ziang pushed his glasses and said.

Qiao Anchu nodded, smiling all over her face, "Thank you teacher!"

After class, the students flocked to surround Qiao Anchu.

"An Chu, you have to work hard for the painting competition!"

"An Chu, you are amazing, but unfortunately I have no talent. If I can draw, I will worship you as my teacher!"

Qiao Anchu listened to the flattery of her classmates, and took a special look at Qiao Yimo. She was in a daze in the corner, looking so pitiful.

But the more pitiful Qiao Yimo was, the happier she was.

There was a false smile on her face again, "Don't talk about it, I will be very stressed!"

In fact, she had already thought about it a long time ago. The champion is none other than her. What pressure is there? It's rare to beat her in a mere competition?

Yu Changze looked at Qiao Anchu's hypocritical smile, then at Qiao Yimo, "Sister Mo, you can bear this white lotus!"

Qiao Yimo played the game expressionlessly, and said calmly, "It's not certain who will win the game, just wait."

Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo again, and found that she was talking to Yu Changze.

She knew that Qiao Yimo's calmness was all pretending, but she might actually be scared to death, hahahaha!
On this day, when I returned to Qiao's house after school, Qiao Renshan had brought back the dress he asked someone to buy.

Qiao Anchu liked it very much. After all, my father was very generous and gave away famous brands. This time, taking the skirt to participate in the painting competition should attract a lot of attention!Just think about it.

Dong Yan glanced at the closed door of the upstairs room, and signaled for Qiao Anchu to bring up another dress, "Anchu, take this one to Yimo."

Qiao Anchu nodded, "I'll go right away."

She walked upstairs quickly, walked outside the door, and knocked on the door of the room, but no one answered.

Qiao Yimo isn't here?
Qiao Anchu looked around the corridor, confirmed that there were no servants, and then sneaked in.

When I opened the door, I found that there was no one there.

This was the first time she entered Qiao Yimo's room, and she usually closed the door tightly.

Hmph! Let me see what treasure you have.

Qiao Anchu put his hands in his pockets and walked to the glass window. There was a long table in the most conspicuous position.

There are painting materials on the long table, and a painting that is about to be completed.

Qiao Anchu was puzzled, Qiao Yimo could draw?

How is this going?

She looked at the words in front of her, and her heart skipped a beat. The vivid image, the plum blossoms inside are amazingly beautiful, and the layout is perfect, it is a rare painting.

Did Qiao Yimo draw it himself, or did he buy it?
If it was painted by myself, there must be a manuscript.

A thought suddenly flashed in Qiao Anchu's mind, and she began to rummage through the box, and finally found a large pile of completed paintings under the lattice of her dressing table.

Each one is stunning, with animals, portraits, landscapes, and even buildings.

Immediately, a thought flashed through her mind.

Qiao Anchu stretched his neck and looked outside the door, but there was no movement.

She selected a few of them, took them out secretly, and then tidied things up, and everything returned to normal.

She held those paintings tightly in her hand, and then left without a sound.

(End of this chapter)