Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Ke Yangyang glanced around boredly, and finally his eyes stopped on the girl opposite: "I'll go out for a walk and I'll be back in a while."

"Ah."

Yu Qing didn't look up. There were two empty milk tea cups on his left hand, and there was another half cup.

Ke Yangyang glanced at employee Yao who was still making milk tea and didn't want to disturb her.

After school, the school entrance is deserted. The grand door is still open, and only boarding students occasionally walk in and out of the door.

There was a faint sound of someone coming from the old house on the right side of the milk tea shop.

It was a residential building that was half-constructed. Later, the construction was suddenly stopped for unknown reasons, so it was abandoned here. There was an alley in front of the door.

"Can you blame me? How could I know who he is if you don't tell me clearly yourself?"

Ke Yangyang paused, and a familiar female voice came to his ears.

She stepped lightly and gradually approached the place where the female voice came from, only to realize that the source of the sound was coming from the alley, and there were two girls standing opposite each other.

She knew the girl close to the wall. Who else could she be if she wasn't Shen Xianmeng, that idiot?

The girl standing opposite her seemed very angry, her hands hanging at her sides clenched into fists.

It took Ke Yangyang some time to remember the identity of the girl. She was the girl who accidentally bumped into Yu Qing but didn't apologize that day. She couldn't help but feel strange.

How did the two of them know each other?

Fang Xi's mouth was like a machine gun: "You are so shameless. Don't you think it's ridiculous to say such a thing? Don't take the porcelain job without a diamond, and you have the nerve to call yourself a master. I think it's just big shit. If you give me a little bit of face, just go with it. Climb up!"

"If you hadn't said you could help me, would I have listened to you and pulled classmate Yu's hair?"

Ke Yangyang, who was about to leave, froze. She wasn't going to listen to other people's gossip, but what did she hear?

That girl said she pulled Yu Qing's hair because of Shen Xianmeng?

What's the use of pulling her hair...

Ke Yangyang thought about Yu Qing's other identity. Could it be that Shen Xianmeng knew this, so she wanted to have hair to harm Yu Qing? !

She hurriedly ran back to the milk tea shop to find Yu Qing to tell her about this, but she missed the rest.

Shen Xianmeng felt a chill on her back and felt very uncomfortable. She would have killed Fang Xi before, but now something was wrong with her body and the kid ignored her.

"The premise for you to say this is that you gave me hair, but it seems that what you gave me is fake. If you don't want me to expose this matter, you'd better not force me!"

……

Ke Yangyang didn't have time to sit down, and hurriedly told Yu Qing what she heard: "I should have gone to find her if I knew it. They are all from the same school, how could this be done?"

Yu Qing brushed the topic and said, "I've known about this for a long time."

"What did you say..." Ke Yangyang put her hands on the table, her green curly hair hanging on one side: "You knew this a long time ago? Are you injured?"

"No." She explained briefly: "That's just the way it is, she's not a bad person."

If Fang Xi was really a bad person, he wouldn't take the risk to give Shen Xianmeng a piece of cake.

Ke Yangyang sat across from her while holding the table, supporting her chin with her other hand as she thought: "It seems that she is quite kind, but she was deceived by Shen Xianmeng."

This Shen Xianmeng must be seriously ill, and he is still thinking about harming others.

No matter how much he puts his thoughts into studying, it won't take away Yao Huan's luck and turn him into what he is now.

Ke Yangyang only knew about the involvement between Ke Yangyang and Shen Xianmeng, but he didn't know that Shen Xianmeng had raised a little ghost and was about to die.

Even if she knew, she would probably only say: You deserve it!

……

……

Time soon came to Thursday, during which nothing happened, the mathematics competition was held at Tsurugi University.

No. 1 Middle School arranged for a driver and a school bus to arrive at the competition location accompanied by Chu Fulei. The school bus drove straight into the university and stopped under a building.

Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, they arrived at the same time as the students from No. 2 Middle School.

There was a female teacher coming from No. 2 Middle School. Maybe it was a special day. She was specially dressed in a professional suit, and her hair was neatly styled.

Chu Fulei obviously knew the female teacher. As soon as they met him, they greeted him: "Teacher Yu, it's you again this year."

In a competition last year, the second middle school sent Teacher Yu. I heard that she was also Yan Jilan's math instructor, and Yan Jilan was the student who won first place in the province.

In contrast, the female teacher was much colder: "It's quite a coincidence."

Chu Fulei didn't care, he seemed to be used to it.

There are also twenty students in No. 2 Middle School, and the boy standing at the back is Yan Jilan.

He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt, and the upper half of his face was covered by the hat. He was low-key and looked like an honor student who could win first place.

Yao Huan held the stationery bag for the competition and whispered to Yu Qing: "The competition should last two hours. The results will be out in the afternoon, and the rankings will be out then."

"Do your best." Yu Qing lowered her head slightly and was still replying to Mrs. Fu Xiaozheng. She noticed a line of sight and looked over with calm eyes.

The boy in the sweatshirt showed his dark eyes. Instead of being embarrassed by being caught, he nodded slightly towards her.

Yu Qing withdrew her gaze coldly and stuffed her phone back into her bag. She would not be able to bring it in later: "It's almost time to go in."

Yao Huan nodded.

Over there, Chu Fulei gave several instructions before letting the person in with confidence.

The female teacher waited for the students to go in, ignored someone's gaze, and then returned to the car to wait.

Chu Fulei raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it.

……

The competition venue of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School was in the same room. They found their assigned seats. At almost the same time, the invigilator walked in with a sealed document bag.

Yan Jilan was sitting in the fifth row from the bottom, and two seats in front of him was Yu Qing.

Yan Jilan pushed his hat to the back of his head and couldn't help but look at the person in front of him.

He knew about the new dark horse in No. 1 Middle School and found out the name of the dark horse from the teacher.

Yan Jilan hasn't seen Yu Qing's test paper, but he has seen Yu Qing's score sheet, and it's almost full marks!

Teacher Yu said that this competition is different and should not be taken lightly. The students who came to compete were not much worse than him, and the most competitive one was the dark horse.

When it was time to answer the question, Yan Jilan quickly got into the mood, and the initial pressure was completely invisible.

……

The math competition ended two hours later, and a group of students walked out of the building.

Some students were checking the answers, some were happy and some were frustrated.

After Chu Fulei received the students who came out, he did not take them back to school. Instead, he went to a restaurant for a meal. They had to wait here for the results in the afternoon.

3pm.

After the computer correction, the results and rankings were printed out and posted on the outside wall of the competition building.

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