It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 239 Sister Yue is Not Simple

When Lin Ling woke up, both Qiao Yue and Shen Zheyi had already gone to school.

Qiao Yue's tolerance for this little girl was not one or two points.

Not to mention being hugged and slept all night, when Lin Ling went downstairs in the morning, she could still see the prepared breakfast.

In contrast, Qiao Yue's situation at school was quite wonderful.

She is now immune to the fact that her name is tied to Shen Zheyi's name every three days.

After returning to class, the class that should be attended was as usual, but Qiao Yue missed two days of homework.

Although Qiao Yue often didn't hand in her homework, it wasn't necessarily because she didn't do it. In most cases, it was because she wasn't around when the homework was assigned.

The teachers of all subjects have the utmost tolerance for her, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't hand in, as long as her grades are stable.

Qiao Yue felt that this kind of quiet and quiet study life couldn't be better.

"Yueyue," Ye Zi, who was next to her, saw how quickly she ticked off an answer every time she glanced at the question, and tugged at her sleeve tremblingly, "Have you finished reading the question yet?"

Qiao Yue gave a soft "ah" and stopped writing.

Looking at the paper, and then at the clock hanging in front of the classroom, she seemed to have taken the paper again 10 minutes ago.

It's almost done now.

She didn't even realize that the speed of doing the questions was slowly increasing recently.

"Yezi, isn't this paper too easy?" Qiao Yue asked in a deep voice.

Ye Zi glanced at the top of the paper, then said tremblingly, "Yue Yue, this is last year's international mathematics competition paper."

Qiao Yue: "..."

After a long time, she frowned and said, "Oh, then I'll do it slowly."

leaf:"……"

It seems to be giving face back.

How can the pervert who let this paper out of this paper live?
Classmate Ye Zi glanced at Qiao Yue again. The other party was still brushing up questions. Looking at the increasingly dense paper, he suddenly realized a problem.

"Yue... Yue," Ye Zi said stiffly, "I remember that this set of papers is still kept secret."

So how did you get it?
Qiao Yue paused, then looked at Ye Zi with a puzzled expression, "Really? I bought it at a roadside stall."

Ye Zi also let out an oh when she heard the words, she bought it from a roadside stall, it must be fake.

but……

She glanced at the title, and it seemed that it was not easy. There were so few sentences, and she didn't know what they meant when they were connected together.

Now the fake test papers are so distracting when they come up with questions.

Qiao Yue buried her head in brushing up the questions, but her mind was running at high speed, and there was a faint burden in her heart.

After class, she went to a corner and dialed a number that had been dusty in the contact list of her mobile phone for a long time.

She lowered her voice, "My medicine is not enough..."

A cursing voice came from the other side, "If you don't have enough, come back and get it yourself, every time I have to cross half of the world to deliver it to you, am I your mother?"

Qiao Yue said coldly: "Are you sure you want me to go by myself?"

There was a moment of silence over there, as if recalling the sweeping scene when she appeared in the laboratory last time, she forced her aching head, "Okay, shut up, I'll make arrangements for you."

After the phone call, she came out again with a blank expression on her face, her ponytail swayed slightly, her pretty face was indifferent, with a calm and breezy look.

As if, she is an ordinary high school student.

Qiao Yue walked a few steps towards the playground, and saw someone who was practicing shooting on the basketball court.

(End of this chapter)