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The corners of Mo Li's mouth twitched, and it seemed that she had accidentally collapsed her character. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Well, she knows too much, she needs to shut up.

"I just overheard those guys discussing it that day."

"Qianhua, Yunruo, is there a way to think about the discussion so intensely?"

Just as Mo Li racked his brains to explain, the teacher on the podium finally couldn't bear the two students who had been muttering since class.

As soon as Mo Li heard the words Qianhua come out of the teacher's mouth, he sat up straight for a second, and looked at the lectern seriously, as serious as he wanted.

Yun Ruo was confused by Mo Li's series of actions.

"Teacher, Yun Ruo said she had an idea." The little girl Yunruo did not hesitate to sell Mo Li.

This is a history lesson, and at the level of Qianhua, it must be a perfect answer.

"......" Mo Li glanced at Yun Ruo, did she betray her like this?

Mo Li looked at the material questions on the page of PPT, which was densely packed with classical Chinese, and it was no wonder that the friends in the class were all sad.

It's okay, just spent time in the ancient world.

Mo Li first explained the classical Chinese thoroughly before starting to answer the questions.

Although the answer given was not a supper, the smooth translation made up for it.

Obviously, the teacher standing on the podium was also very satisfied with Mo Li's performance.

There was no danger, and Mo Li let out a long sigh of relief after sitting down.

She thought she was going to stand in the last row again, although she also liked the last row, but Zhang Yang was there.

For the plot, Mo Li doesn't have much trust anymore, and it's normal for an accident to happen.

"Qianhua, you're so good, I'll ......"

Seeing that Yun Ruo was about to start talking again, Mo Li hurriedly stretched out his index finger and put it to his mouth to signal quiet.

Such a cute little girl, why is she a chatter?

A class passed in a mess, and Mo Li felt that she needed to think about a way out.

If she is allowed to take the college entrance examination now, she may not be as high as the original master's exam.

Xujiu is so unfriendly to her, why can't she be delayed for half a year.

Mo Li lay on the table and pulled her mobile phone, looking at the registration information of each competition.

That's right, the only way Mo Li can think of right now.

Prizes can be added to the competition, up to a maximum of 30 points.

With these thirty points, you can have a little peace of mind.

Mo Li screened on the major official websites, the level was relatively high, and the national recognition was higher, and finally selected five.

Calligraphy Contest, Literary Contest, Fencing ......

Don't ask her why she chose fencing, she would like to sing a song and dance, but she won't.

Sure enough, she is a rough person with no artistic cells.

has lived for thousands of years, and has not been as versatile as others for more than ten years.

Under the strong opposition of the head teacher, Mo Li still asked for leave.

After more than a month of hard work, Moli returned to school with a freshly baked certificate.

Now I can finally rest assured.

Time passed quickly, and with the extra kindness of the teachers of various subjects, Moli once again experienced the college entrance examination.

As for how the exam went, she really didn't know, she really tried her best.

It was true that Mo Li's score was not enough for the admission line of Kyoto University, but those national competition certificates still played a role after all, and she was admitted exceptionally.

In accordance with her original owner's hobby, she chose the Faculty of Letters, majoring in Chinese language and literature.

Kyoto University doesn't have any affiliated colleges, so she definitely doesn't need to run into Zhang Yang at this time.

Although she accepted the plot, she really didn't have a good impression of Zhang Yang, a scumbag boy.

But who let her have a peaceful owner?

Since the original owner didn't want to take revenge on Zhang Yang, she didn't need to work hard, it was boring to find herself.

The original owner wanted to return to her original life trajectory, and Mo Li closed her eyes and began to imagine what life would be like if the original owner hadn't met Zhang Yang.

A famous university, with an outstanding appearance, and quite accomplished in literature, although his temperament is a little cold, he is not rude and willful.

With such a painting, life should be fulfilling.

However, she really couldn't be sure what Qianhua's original life trajectory looked like.

Life is full of surprises, choices everywhere, and the result will be very different if you take a different step.

Hey, find a way to do the best, so that the original owner's satisfaction will be higher, and she will be able to get more willingness.

A win-win situation that everyone loves.

……

With an infinite yearning for a better life in the future, Moli began his university life.

However, on the first day, she was caught off guard.

Zhang Yang, this study is always a countdown, every day the little yellow book does not leave his hand, and he always looks obscenely at why the male protagonist of other female business lewdness is here.

In order to be admitted to Kyoto University, even if it was unforgettable, she still had to memorize all possible exam books no less than five times, and with those few certificates, she got the admission letter of Kyoto University.

What about Zhang Yang, is reading little yellow books also a specialty?

Mo Li expressed great disbelief in her heart, heheda, are you great if you are the male protagonist?

However, since the male protagonist is rushing to her, she will definitely not be soft when she cleans up.

"Qianhua, you're here too." Zhang Yang, dressed in a clean white shirt and jeans, appeared in front of Moli.

Mo Li wailed in her heart, was her white-shirted male god ruined like this?

Who doesn't have one in adolescence, a white shirt, a faint fragrance, and a clean male god with a smile.

That's right, Moli is especially fond of boys who can pass on white shirts that look very good and have a clean temperament.

However, when Zhang Yang stood in front of her as a male god, she had only one idea.

Let go of that shirt and let her come.

With Mo Li's eyesight, it can be seen that the white shirt with a good texture is expensive, but it is worn on Zhang Yang, who is less than 1.7 meters and weighs 15 meters, and he wears the sense of déjà vu of the stalls.

Mo Li is not prejudiced against short people, she is prejudiced against Zhang Yang.

"Am I weird here? Didn't everyone in the school know that I was admitted to Kyoto University? ”

"It's you, I remember the teacher said that your score seems to be only three colleges, right?"

Mo Li said very deliberately, looking a little mean.

The height of the original owner is also close to 1.7 meters, with white skin and beautiful long legs, and he is alive and well with the appearance of a goddess.

Such a pair of men and women standing together is particularly eye-catching.

"During the summer vacation, I went back to my hometown to see my grandfather, and I accidentally saved a leader, so I was admitted to the Kyoto University School of Medicine."

Zhang Yang's smile was extraordinarily honest, but there was a bit of a simple and unpretentious feeling.