Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 42 Is Xi Mo the first in the whole class? !

"You're so inactive. Don't focus on your studies. Our No. 1 Middle School advocates the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor. Compared with literature and art, you are no worse than those in liberal arts classes. Be more active. Ask again, are there any warriors who recommend themselves? ?”

   Waited for a few minutes, but there was no response.

   "No? If not, I will pick a few for everyone to choose. Let me see, that wen..."

   "Teacher, I can try." Sun Ruoshu raised his hand.

   "Do you want to be in charge of the programming of our class this time?"

   "Well, I have learned some piano and dance since elementary school, and I was a literary and art committee member in my class before, so I have more experience."

   Someone recommended himself, and the head teacher didn't say much, "Okay, then you go, think about what to perform this week, confirm the program and personnel, and report it next week."

   "Good teacher."

  The next day, Sun Ruoshu said that he was going to perform a peacock dance and choose actors in the class.

  A total of eight girls are required, four of whom volunteer to participate, and she is short of three.

   Seeing that she couldn't find anyone, her companion suggested, "Wen Hua, she has a good figure and flexible limbs. She must dance well."

   "Yes, she is the face of our class. With her, our show must be very popular, and she hosted the New Year's Day party last semester very well. It seems that she has been trained since she was a child, and she probably has dancing skills."

  Sun Laoshu's palms tightened slightly, and she smiled gently, "Okay, then I'll invite her."

  Wen Wei came in from the door and just sat down when Sun Yushu in front of her turned her head, "We are going to dance the peacock dance, and we still have to send someone, are you coming?"

   "Me? Still can't do it. There are too many courses left behind. I'm very busy recently."

   "It's okay. If you have dancing skills, this dance won't take much time. At most, it's just practicing formation and understanding."

  Wen Hua looked at her for a while, and then said, "You can pick other people, my hands haven't fully recovered, and I haven't danced for a long time, so I won't disturb you."

  Sun Laoshu heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and smiled softly, "Okay, then take care of your wounds, and I'll go find someone else."

   "Can't help you, sorry."

   "It's okay, it's voluntary."

  The team members were finally found, and Rong Qiu, who is active in literature and art, also participated.

  In the dormitory at night, she asked Wen Hua, "Haven't you, Hua Hua, learned dance for eight years? This dance should be easy for you and doesn't take much energy. Why don't you participate?"

  Wen Wei curled her lips and smiled lightly, "It doesn't make much difference to me whether I participate or not. If I don't go, I can find all the people."

  Rong Qiu looked puzzled, "I don't really understand, I just go if I want to, why should I see if others go or not."

  Lu Yusai gave her a bottle of AD calcium, "Huahua must have her own considerations."

  —

  Dancing has only one month of rehearsal time, and the high school curriculum is tight, so I can only go to the rooftop to practice for 20 minutes every afternoon after dinner and then go back to the classroom to do the questions.

  Sun Laoshu buys milk tea and plums for everyone every day. The mouths of the girls are short, and the mouths of the girls are sweeter.

   "Lao Shu, your hair is braided so beautifully today, and your face looks so small."

   "Is that a hair style problem? I thought Li Shu was very beautiful on the first day I came to class."

   "Your pair of shoes is a new style released by A family this year. I heard it costs more than 9,000. What kind of business does your father do in Lucheng? He treats you very well."

  Sun Laoshu was surrounded by everyone and praised, as if she had returned to the time when she was envied by everyone in the neighboring city. She smiled tactfully, "Selling gold and jewelry is a small business."

   "Selling gold and jewelry is still a small business? You are too low-key."

   "No, no, it's really a small business, and it's not a family company."

   Originally Rong Qiu is a big-hearted foodie, as long as someone gives her food, she thinks the other person is a good person.

  Although she can't blow rainbow farts, and she can't be as exaggerated as some girls, but she doesn't mind flattering and boasting about Sun Lai's writing.

  But one day during a break between dance practice, a girl who was successfully bought by Sun Yushu with milk tea actually opened her eyes and told nonsense, praising her as the class girl of the first class and prettier than Wen Hua.

  The point is that the girl asked everyone if she was right after she finished speaking.

  Rong Qiu instantly rolled his eyes speechlessly.

   Does she have eye problems?

  Sun Laoshu puts on an exquisite pseudo-plain makeup every day, which can only be said to be good-looking, but compared with Wen Hua, who is amazing when everyone sees it, isn't she embarrassed to say it?

Sure enough, everyone is not blind, the little sisters smiled awkwardly, "Luo Shu is very beautiful, don't say that good-looking people have such similar features in their eyebrows and eyes, I have discovered it a long time ago, Wen Hua and her face shape It is very similar to her figure, once when I went to the supermarket and saw the back of Luo Shu, I mistakenly thought it was Wen Hua."

   "Yes, yes, yes! This is true. I also found that the two of them are very similar. They both have gentle and gentle personalities, and they look alike when they smile."

  Sun Laoshu always smiled with a good temper and did not express any opinions.

  Sometimes a girl's sixth sense is very accurate, Rong Qiu glanced at her with contempt in her heart.

   Even if it looks like it is a genuine and a pirated version.

  Sun Laoshu's gentle aura is fake, and he always smiles, as if afraid that others will not know: I have a good temper and a good personality.

  It is difficult to put it into words, but it can be distinguished by intuition.

  It is different from the quiet and comfortable gentleness of Wen Hua.

  —

  The first monthly exam is held on Thursday and Friday.

  Wen Hua found Xi Mo sitting behind her when she entered the examination room.

  He raised his lips, "Play well."

"······The same to you."

  He did every exam extremely fast. When Wen Wei was thinking about the questions, he could always hear the sound of him turning the pages. He had already handed in the paper and appeared on the stage when she finished two-thirds of the time.

  With this attitude, he wouldn't draw on the answer sheet, would he?

  Wen Hua thought to himself, with a total score of 750, if he got 450 in the test, it would be considered a good test.

   I hope his results will not be too miserable.

  After spending the weekend, when the results were released on Monday, she was dragged by Lu Lin to check the results.

   Along the way, she was still thinking that Shen Mu might be number one this time. She made a mistake in a multiple-choice question that shouldn't be wrong in mathematics, and Shen Mu should have a perfect score in mathematics.

   There were a lot of people crowded in front of the public column. I wondered if it was the first monthly exam in the new semester, so everyone was very excited.

  Wen Hua and the others are far away from the public column on the outside, and they can't read the words clearly.

  Lu Lin led her out of the siege, "Rang Rang, Rang Rang—"

   While squeezing into the front row, Wen Hua heard everyone saying Xi Mo's name.

   Could it be that he did well in the exam and entered the top 100 in the grade?

  She stood still in front of the public column, and went directly to the first column to find her name.

  Wen Hua—

   Sure enough, it was second.

etc······

  The first place is Xi Mo? !

  She slowly opened her mouth, what's going on?

  Xi Mo is the first in the whole class?

  This is too fantasy.

  Although she obviously felt that his brain was better this semester than last semester, she only thought that it was because he studied hard during the holidays that he improved so fast.

   But how can anyone progress from the bottom of the grade to the first in the grade?

  She was in a daze when a clear breath approached her.

  Xi Mo looked directly at the bulletin board, and asked her seriously, "Is this level a good test?"

  (end of this chapter)