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

Chapter 34 She is so pretty
  On the first day of the morning, Shen Xianmeng got up on time and met Shen Muchen at the stairs.

She still remembered what happened last night and called out calmly: "Brother."

The man reflected in her eyes stood one step less than her, but he was also half a head taller than her.

At this moment, the gentle and elegant man had a smile on his lips, but she felt the coldness of infinite alienation.

Shen Xianmeng's fingers holding the book were pinched tightly, the back of her hand turned white, and her finger bones ached.

Some couldn't bear his pressure.

"Brother, I'm going to school first." She wanted to bypass Shen Muchen and go downstairs, but the next second she heard -

"Don't call me brother."

A gentle voice said this.

Shen Xianmeng paused, her eyes turned red in an instant, and she looked at him with wet eyes filled with tears, seemingly puzzled: "Why?"

"When you drove Qingqing away, you should have thought that this day would come."

Shen Mu glanced at her coldly, as if he was looking at some disgusting garbage.

He patted his sleeve gently, where Shen Xianmeng accidentally touched it when he turned a corner.

The man still smiled gently and walked straight to his room.

Shen Xianmeng bit her lip and walked out of the villa, feeling sad in her heart.

Yu Qing!

It’s Yu Qing again!

She is obviously the eldest lady of the Shen family, why should Yu Qing be better than her!

"Sir, can you take away her luck?"

"of course can."

Shen Xianmeng's tense nerves relaxed, with a maniacal smile on his face and a slight relief.

...

In Class 1, Grade 3, Zheng Huijun brought a student into the classroom.

She had her hair combed as a student, with bangs covering half of her eyes. Her body wrapped in school uniform was thin and frail, and her mood was unusually gloomy and depressed.

"Isn't this Yao Pan'er from Class 1? Why did she come to our class?"

"I heard that her family is very poor and she came in as a special admissions student. Although the teaching in the countryside is not as good as in the city, she can still get into the first class."

"I'm just the last one in the class. Isn't it normal for me to be pushed out due to poor performance?"

"Then you don't have to go to Class 11. You should go to Class 2."

The whispering voices were not deliberately lowered, and both Zheng Huijun and Yao Paner could hear them clearly.

"You are students. You are not here to gossip about others. You will have exams after your morning reading. If you don't take the time to review, why are you making so much noise here?"

Zheng Huijun spoke loudly, and the students in Class 11 were still a little afraid of her, so they all fell silent.

Zheng Huijun looked at Yao Pan'er comfortingly and said softly: "Don't pay attention to what they say. The teacher believes you have other reasons. Study hard and you will find a way out."

Her voice was so low that only Yao Pan'er could hear it.

Yao Pan'er raised her eyes and glanced at her gratefully, then quickly lowered her head, letting her bangs cover her eyes, "Thank you, teacher, I can do it."

"Good boy, your seat is over there."

Following the direction of Zheng Huijun's finger, the first thing she saw was a cold girl.

Yao Pan'er walked over uneasily and sat down in the seat behind Yu Qing.

There were two rows of seats on the left and right, and three rows in the middle. She sat in the middle of the third row.

The initial uneasiness has calmed down a lot.

Yao Pan'er's face turned red when she thought of herself who had been unable to speak just now.

Her tablemates on the left and right were very nice and would stand up to let her in.

Although the students in Class 11 were talking a lot, there was no malicious intention, only the curiosity of youth and ignorance.

At the end of the morning reading class, there is the Chinese language test.

After Yu Qing finished the multiple-choice questions, she turned over the test paper. She had never seen some classical Chinese texts before, but they were not difficult to translate. She quickly wrote the answers, and finally the composition.

Essay topic: Me and my mother. On the composition page, she paused for a long time before writing. Yu Yanlian deserves the most beautiful words.

In the entire test paper, only the silent writing of ancient poems was left blank.

Students in Class 11 discovered that Yu Qing, a bad student, did not hand in his paper in advance.

She sat quietly at her desk, put the cap on her ballpoint pen, rested her chin on one hand, and looked out the window.

They were overflowing with curiosity and looked up, not understanding what was so good about the cedar.

Yao Pan'er smoothed out the test paper and calmly read the questions.

She still couldn't solve the questions she was familiar with before. There was an answer flashing through her mind, but she just couldn't grasp it.

Yao Pan'er was restless, stroking her hair and her eyes were red and bloodshot.

Her grades dropped severely after school started, and she even got zero marks in several subjects!

Last night, the math teacher of Class 1 was grading papers overnight. When he saw that she had handed in blank papers, he thought it was an accident. It was not until he met with other teachers that he realized that she had turned in blank papers for all subjects.

The head teacher of the first class said sternly that he did not want such students.

She definitely couldn't get into Class 1 with so many zero points, so in the end she was simply sent to Class 11 ahead of schedule.

Yao Pan'er was unwilling to give in. She finally escaped from the mountain and the rotten home.

Why was fate so unfair to her!
  Obviously she would stay up late at home reading and answering questions, but even if she slipped, she wouldn't be unable to write a question.

Yao Pan'er was very emotional. The pen barrel, which she had used for a long time, had traces of friction between her fingertips. The tip of the pen scratched across the paper, "Swiss, swiss, swish -"

Suddenly, a slender white hand placed a toffee on her desk.

Yao Pan'er came back to her senses and looked at the black scratches on the test paper.

"Eat candy?"

She looked up and saw a bright and bright smile, and the coldness of her brows was replaced by warmth.

Yao Pan'er has a weak character and doesn't know how to refuse.

She licked her chapped lips, picked up the toffee, and tried to put it in her pocket.

"Aren't you going to eat now?"

Yao Pan'er was stunned and looked around subconsciously. She was relieved when she saw that no one was paying attention to her.

She knew Yu Qing, and the classmates around her said she was a cold goddess, and some people in her dormitory said she was pretending, not having the life of a rich lady but having princess disease.

However, when Yao Pan'er looked at that bright face, she was obviously very gentle...

Yao Pan'er calmed down and was looked at by Yu Qing. Her face couldn't help but turn red, and her voice sounded like a mosquito: "...I, I will eat."

"I'll watch you eat."

Yu Qing dragged his face with his right hand, turned half of his body, and let his other hand hang lazily on his leg.

She watched Yao Pan'er eat the candy before turning around.

The clothes Yao Pan'er wore were very thin, but she felt that her whole body was hot and her face became more and more rosy.

Unable to help but glance at the girl's back, Yao Paner lowered his head in panic.

She is so good looking.

At this time, the sound came from half an hour before the end of the exam.

Yao Pan'er put away her thoughts and looked at the test paper again. To her surprise, this time she suddenly became enlightened. Every question was so simple.

She seized the time and finished all the questions with higher scores, but she didn't write the composition.

...

After the morning exam, there is a half-hour private time for students to rest at noon.

Ke Yangyang took Yu Qing's arm with interest and took her to the newly opened milk tea shop outside the school.

Because it is newly opened, there is a long queue at the milk tea shop.

There were more than a dozen people in front of Ke Yangyang and Yu Qing.

"Qingqing baby, this is too hard to wait for."

(End of this chapter)