Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 263 A series of face-beating!until pounding【4】

Everyone was busy calculating the total score of Nangong Meng: 699.

Fuck, this is too far from the legendary title of the god of learning with full marks.

Mathematics, comprehensive essays, and essays and science all deducted heavy points. This student is not good at learning.

Look at the little ancestor of the Donghai class, directly 750!

The top students in each class look up to Xi Zuer, who is far ahead of the rankings, with the only perfect score in all subjects and the only perfect score in comprehensive literature, full of envy and yearning.

Xing Yue brought the cubs of Donghai class, and returned to the class meeting grandly.

Xi Zuer's table had several courier boxes, red, pink, white, blue, so lively.

She fiddled with it, but she wasn't in a hurry to take it apart.

The classroom is full of fighting spirit like never before.

Everyone was completely motivated by this four-mode test, and found, "So I can do it if I work hard, and I'm no worse than others."

Xing Yue didn't need to mobilize more, a class meeting turned into a swearing-in meeting.

"I swear that from today onwards, I only have the goal of going to university in my mind, and my time is only for studying!"

"I swear I will never play games again until the college entrance examination is over!"

"I swear I lock my phone and only look at it for 10 minutes a day!"

"I swear that from today to before the exam, I will go to bed at [-] o'clock and go to bed at [-] o'clock every day. Apart from eating, I will study! Wait, there is also peeing!"

Xing Yue nodded in relief.

However, I quickly discovered that something seemed wrong...

Why did everyone swear not to her, the homeroom teacher, but to Xi Zuer instead? ? ?
At this moment, Xi Zuer leaned lazily on the back of the chair with her chin propped up. Facing so many puppies kneeling down and begging for her blessing, she gently parted her thin lips: "Actually, everyone has their own destiny, and destiny is up to heaven..."

Everyone's faces collapsed: "Miss Zuzu, are you saying that we don't have the fate to go to college?"

Xi Zuer laughed, and waved his hand lightly: "No. The ancestors wanted to tell you that although each person has his own destiny, the fate is controlled by the gods. However, sincerity is what makes gold and stone. You have made an oath, and you will do it. .”

Everyone's fighting spirit is surging again!

Feeling very relieved, Xing Yue looked at the little guys who used to goof around, and sighed: "The cubs have grown up and finally become sensible..."

She sniffed, and stopped talking too much. After distributing and explaining the test papers, she told everyone: "The countdown to the college entrance examination is less than ten days away. The rest is basically self-study classes and checking for gaps. Everyone has spare time to study. Get ready for the battlefield—have you bought all the stationery? Especially 2B (pencil) don’t forget!”

"Teacher, I protest, you are implying that we are 2B!"

"Teacher, you are so bad!"

Xing Yue was speechless: "Yes, you are not 2B, you are an idiot!"

"Hahahaha!" Donghai class erupted into wanton laughter.

The pleasant atmosphere floated out from the window, to the corridor and the next class.

The morale of the Nanshan class was low, and Fang Yumei was not in the mood to give lectures. The pain from being beaten by Xi Fengnan was still not healed, and the pain became severe after standing for a while. She dismissed the Nanshan class early, and she left school without knowing what to do.

Nangong Meng's face was dark, and she exuded an aura of not being close to strangers!
No one dared to raise the score in front of her.

Everyone was careful and avoided the four-model exam when speaking.

Hearing the Donghai class talking loudly about the exam stationery, they finally thought of something to talk about:

"We haven't opened the famous pencil case that Miss Meng gave us yet."

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't used imported stationery yet, can I write more fluently and perform better in the college entrance examination?"

"Of course, this is a gift that Miss Meng has brought us all the way. The other classes are only envious."

Nangong Meng's complexion finally improved a little: "This is a branded product from Continent A. My fourth uncle brought it back from abroad. You can use it and cherish it. You can't buy it in a small county like yours!"

(End of this chapter)