The first period in the morning is a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher was a middle-aged man, Mediterranean, with gold-rimmed eyes, shaking his head and talking about ancient texts.

It's easy to get sleepy in class, and when you encounter a class with poor grades in the whole school, there is a very conventional chemical reaction: the whole class seems to have been turned into mute mode, and they are drowsy one by one.

Of course, this does not include Zhang Qian.

Sitting back in the classroom, Zhang Qian especially cherished this opportunity to come back.

Although she has the foundation of her previous life, she knows very well that it is not possible to solve the problem of having a little foundation in the first middle school of the city. During this time period, the third year of junior high school is conducting the second round of review, and many key and difficult points are solved at this time, which is a good time to improve scores.

Zhang Qian didn't move all morning, and she didn't even go to the toilet, so she buried herself in the sea of books and questions.

It wasn't until school at noon that she realized that the morning had passed.

When she arrived at the cafeteria, Zhang Qian found that her sense of existence seemed to have become much stronger today.

In the past, because Zhao Yaxin didn't like her, the classmates who took a detour when they saw her actually came up to talk.

And the content of many students' chats in the cafeteria today is surprisingly consistent, nothing more than this:

"Hey, haven't you heard, Zhou Jie was slapped twice by Zhao Yaxin today. I heard that you have a little credit for this?"

"Zhou Jie is in our class, I saw this, tsk, the slap sounded, Zhou Jie's face was swollen on the spot. ”

"To say that Zhao Yaxin is quite ruthless. I think Zhao Yaxin is always very fierce to Zhou Jie, and she scolds her at every turn. That is, Zhou Jie has a good temper, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to stand her a long time ago, how could she still be inseparable every day!''

Listening to the news revealed by the people around her from time to time, Zhang Qian was almost able to piece together the scene at that time. I can't help but admire Zhao Yaxin's efficiency, and at the same time, I regret that I didn't observe the scene of Zhou Jie's super white lotus being abused.

However, the two plastic sisters are already in line with her expectations.

It's not that she doesn't want to take revenge on her past, it's just that she needs a quiet environment to concentrate on the entrance examination of the No. 1 Middle School now, and she doesn't have enough capital to do whatever she wants.

We can't wait, we have to hurry up at the speed of our rise.

Thinking to herself, she finished the rest of the meal in two bites and walked towards the school's phone booth.

After arriving, she picked up the phone, took out the business card given by Jiang Jing from her pocket, and dialed it.

The phone was quickly picked up, and Zhang Qian reported her name without waiting for Jiang Jing to ask who it was.

"Aunt Qin, I'm Qianqian. Thank you for your help the day before yesterday, although you will certainly say that I am out of sight. ”

"This kid, I know and say. Jiang Jing smiled and teased her: "What, does our Qianqian little beauty miss her aunt?"

"Aunt Jing, that's right. I have something I want to tell you, but I can't tell you clearly on the phone, do you think you are free for the evening? ”

"Okay, it's okay tonight, Qianqian School is in the third middle school, right? I'll pick you up and take you to eat something delicious." ”

"No need, I know you're busy, I'll just take the bus myself, the bus will come to you in less than an hour. ”

"No, I'm fine anyway, it's just decided, hang up first. Without waiting for Zhang Qian to refuse, she cut off the phone.

Zhang Qian was a little moved and a little helpless.

The whole day was fairly comfortable.

As soon as the school bell rang, she quickly packed her school bag, checked the secret weapon she had made last night, and went straight out of the classroom door.

Because the school prohibits outside vehicles from entering, she thought that Jiang Jing would be at the school gate, but she didn't expect that as soon as she walked out of the classroom door, she found a coquettish red sports car parked under the teaching building.

Jiang Jing, who was wearing a white casual suit next to the sports car, stood there, with a big wave blown by the wind, and the whole person was rigorous and intellectually with a bit of enchantment and charm, and his temperament was excellent.

Seeing Zhang Qian coming down, she waved her hand: "Qianqian, here." ”

This Qianqian didn't care, which made the classmates who went out of the classroom with her stunned for a moment, and almost dropped their jaws.

For a long time, Zhang Qian looked honest, not outstandingly dressed, and even a little old-fashioned, and wooden. No one can hook her up with an intellectual beauty who drives a sports car.

"I also want to keep a low profile, but she doesn't allow it!" Zhang Qian looked at the eyes of the classmates she knew and laughed at herself.

As soon as she finished saying this, Zhang Qian heard the system that hadn't spoken for two days shouting exaggeratedly: "Congratulations to the host for completing the level 1 achievement of the Blind Eye, and the coolness value has increased by 200!"

…… Suddenly, I felt that this thing was getting more and more bullish, ghosts, snakes, and gods, what's going on.

Jiang Jing did not take Zhang Qian to the Binhai Hotel, but went to a Western restaurant.

Considering Zhang Qian's situation, she was worried that the other party would be embarrassed, so she didn't let Zhang Qian order. Instead, he crackled and lit a bunch of signs in the store.

Zhang Qian looked at the long list written down by the waiter, and the corners of her mouth twitched, but at the same time, she was moved by Jiang Jing's intimacy, and she was even more determined to say what she wanted to say next.

After ordering, the box was empty, Zhang Qian thought for a while, and said softly: "Aunt Qin, although it is a bit presumptuous to say this." But...... Well, although your makeup is very good, the scar on your face can still be seen vaguely, and it should be a deep scar after removing your makeup. I've got a way to get rid of it for you, would you like to give it a try?"

In fact, this was the main reason why Zhang Qian deliberately approached Jiang Jing that day.

It's not that I can't really find the way, but I found that the woman had a scald scar on her face.