Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 64 Her Eyes Are Hollow

After Xiao Qingyi saw the last message, he thought for a while, and replied:
[Sleep. 】

[Don't disturb me. 】

[Otherwise I will beat you. 】

Jiang Nianxiao: ...

In fact, Xiao Qingyi didn't go to sleep immediately.

Instead, he read the last few messages sent by Jiang Nianxiao several times before lying down on the bed.

She didn't feel sleepy, she stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, her pupils were extremely dark and dark, but empty; but her brain was so intricate that she couldn't stop thinking.

She was thinking, since Mrs. Gu had come to beg Jiang Xiaolin, would there be a possibility that Jiang Xiaolin was the one who could make Qin Huai stand up; but for some unknown reason, Jiang Xiaolin refused.

If this is the case, then is there any little-known festival between Jiang's fifth master and her parents' son?
Xiao Qingyi suffered from insomnia again.

My mind is in a mess, one after another, it is difficult to fall asleep.

She rolled out of bed, took out a pack of cigarettes from her schoolbag, and went to the bathroom with the lighter.

Afraid of attracting attention, she didn't turn on the light, so she leaned against the bathroom floor and smoked one by one.

An hour later, he came out of the bathroom smelling of tobacco all over his body.

Fall asleep this time.

When Qing He routinely came over to cover her with a quilt in the middle of the night, she found that the room had a faint smell of tobacco, which came from the direction of the bathroom.

She went to the bathroom with some doubts, but didn't find any traces of smoking, so she didn't take it to heart.

……

***
This monthly exam lasted for three days.

On Friday afternoon, the monthly exam list was released.

In this monthly exam, except for Chinese, Xiao Qingyi's scores in all other subjects have converged.

After the list was posted, her overall score was in the middle of the class; her Chinese score was 39, ranking first from the bottom of the grade; her math score was 140, and she was in the top ten of the grade.

After reading the list silently, she frowned.

She knew that her Chinese was poor, but she didn't expect it to be this bad.

She has overestimated the score, just reading classical Chinese + dictating ancient poems, she will not only get 150 points for the 39-point paper?
Xiao Qingyi didn't know which part went wrong, and felt a little restless.

At this time, Mu Jinghua, who was more irritable than her, was frowning in the office.

In the Royal Academy, there are 10 classes in the third year of senior high school, and Class [-], Class [-], and Class [-] are all intensive classes.

However, in the results of this monthly exam, the overall ranking of the three classes was only ranked sixth in the whole grade; especially the Chinese that she taught was the bottom of the grade!

It wasn't what bothered her the most.

The most troublesome thing is that there are many related households in the third class, either the son of the rich and powerful, the daughter of a business tycoon, or the nouveau riche.

In short, the composition of the students in the third class was complicated, and their grades suddenly plummeted. She couldn't explain it to the parents at the parent meeting.

……

Mu Jinghua pinched Xiao Qingyi's 39-point test paper, which was the lowest in her grade, and gritted her teeth in hatred. At this time, her deadly enemy Gao Shengmei came over.

She smiled with red lips and white teeth: "Mr. Mu, how is your class's monthly exam?"

Mu Jinghua smiled bluntly: "...not so much."

Gao Shengmei smiled and said, "Teacher Mu, you love to be modest. You are one of the top ten outstanding teachers in Shengjing City. How bad is the class you lead?"

In the first half of the year, Mu Jinghua replaced Gao Shengmei and was named one of the top ten outstanding teachers in Shengjing.

She snatched the paper from Mu Jinghua's hand as soon as she said it, pretending to be surprised: "Ah, 39 points? The bottom one in Chinese in the whole grade is actually from your class? Tsk, this is also a once-in-a-century in our Royal Academy , quite fresh."

The corner of Mu Jinghua's mouth twitched abruptly: "My student is partial to subjects."

(End of this chapter)