The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 217
In a place where data can only be used to speak, no matter how gaudy it is before the program starts; after the model runs, the data will give you the most realistic answer.

Data is the most honest thing, it never lies.

Vows are useless, promises are useless, and even the emotions that the world relies on the most are just empty words in her opinion.

Betrayal, only in an instant.

"Gymnasium?" It wasn't until seeing the tall building standing in front of him that Song Qi belatedly realized that the only course that needed to go across the corridor was physical education.

But their class is in English today. Before he came, he looked at the class schedule, and he chose the class with the best speaking teacher!
"No one told you, did you change classes today?" Hua Wei Shi looked back, "Duck, you are really not popular."

Song Qi, who just pissed off her homeroom teacher for not having a sense of collective honor: ...

—I got shot in the knee, it hurts so much.

Seeing Song Qi slumber like Shuang beating an eggplant, Professor Hua finally felt a little better after teasing the children.

Even if her ducks are gone, even if a hypocrite like Shang Fengliang puts her hat on at noon——

With cold eyes, she adjusted the gold-wire mirror frame expressionlessly.

Then next time, she will definitely let that Teacher Shang experience what it means to be truly stuck on a tiger.

Song Qi who followed her into the gym shuddered inexplicably.

……

I knew it was a fight between two classes or a fight of basketball.

He stopped boasting.

Song Qi scratched his ears, feeling that things had become a little difficult.

However, Luan Zhou was bluffed by Shi Qing's words, and really thought he was a hidden basketball master.

The two brothers seemed to put their hands on Song Qi's shoulders: "I can't tell, buddy, I haven't seen you touch a ball since I entered school, I thought you couldn't!"

"Luan Zhou." He straightened his lips and decided to tell him the truth, "I'm really not very good at basketball."

He never made it to the school team when he was in middle school, let alone any accomplishments in basketball, at most he was at an amateur level.

"Don't be funny." Luan Zhou punched him jokingly, "Teacher Shi said you were a rescuer, so let's be modest."

Mentioning Shi Qing's name made Luan Zhou's heart tremble; without him, the shock of that ball would have been too deep for him.

The ball that flew past his face was still caught in a strong wind, and the sound of the rebound scared him so much that he didn't dare to look back.

——At this time, teacher, I am really not afraid that he will be smashed to death by the ball!
"I do not……"

Song Qi was about to explain, but found that at some point, the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

He noticed something different, and looked in the direction everyone was looking at.

Meng Yu?

Against the light, the thin girl limped into the gymnasium.

She seemed injured.

The sprained ankle was red and swollen, and every step she took seemed to be experiencing torture; but she bit her lip tightly, even though the pain made her forehead covered with cold sweat, she never stopped.

Hua Wei leaned on the chair belonging to the coach's bench and looked at Meng Yu with complicated meanings.

——"Mr. Shi, our class is competing with the class next door in the gymnasium, and we may be about to lose now, what should we do?"

"so what?"

"Do you know where Yan Ruixing is?"

"He won't come to class these days."

"Then what to do, Yu Zhaokang asked me to help them buy water, I agreed; now our class will definitely not be able to fight, and we will definitely lose!"

"You know the ending, why do you still do this?"

"...He is kind to me. I have to repay it."

The girl replied with a distant sigh. She seemed to be imprisoned in a cage called 'Grace', unable to escape or save herself.

(End of this chapter)