When did they have such a top student in their class?!

Cheng Yu pushed away the book that was holding down the name column and looked at the name column.

Beautiful regular script font –

Qin Jiu!

Holding the paper on the table, Cheng Yu took the test paper he tried to do and re-checked it from beginning to end.

The handwriting is neat, there is no trace of smearing and modification, and the paper in his hand is simply a set of answer templates.

No!

There are even two places where Qin Jiu's answer is simpler and clearer than hers.

Good boy!

What kind of ominous girl is this, this is obviously a proper school bully.

……

……

After school.

Qin Jiu walked out of the school gate and didn't see the Ye family's car.

The mobile phone in her pocket vibrate, she took out her mobile phone, and the screen displayed a text message from Ye Nanxing.

"The alley on the right hand side of the school, come to me through it."

Putting away his mobile phone, Qin Jiu turned into the alley on the right hand side with his schoolbag on his back.

The alley was quiet, and in the door of a small restaurant with an open door, an old man with gray hair and dark skin was bent over, making chalk lines on a prepared wooden board.

"child, how do you write the wontons of wontons?"

"How do I know?" The wife replied angrily in the store, "Let you go to the advertising company to make a famous brand, you have to write it yourself." ”

"Don't you still have to spend money, it's all down to hundreds, Heiwa will take the college entrance examination next year, so you can't save a little? Anyway, we have a small business, why don't we just write a few words? ”

The old man shrank back and was frowning and thinking, when he saw a little girl beside him.

is wearing the same school uniform as his own black baby, and he looks like a little fairy in the nine heavens.

Only when the other party was a diner who came to eat, the old man smiled: "Little girl, we won't open until next week!" ”

Qin Jiu raised his chin to the wooden board in front of him: "I'll help you write." ”

"Girl, you are really kind, thank you, thank you." The old man gratefully handed over the brush, "I won't tell you, I haven't written for many years, and I have forgotten how to write." ”

Kind-hearted?

She's just doing a good deed every day.

Qin Jiu didn't bother to explain, and took the brush: "What to write?"

"Luofu ravioli." The old man explained with a smile, "My name is Zhang Liufu. ”

"Luofoo? Fire and water are restrained, gold is hidden under the house, and life is hard work. Qin Jiu frowned slightly, "No wonder...... The three sons of the family also have to come out to sell wontons. ”

The old man was dumbfounded: "You...... How do you know I have three sons? ”

Qin Jiu ignored it, looked around, and she groaned slightly.

Dip the ink and put the pen, the pen walks the silver snake, and a few words are done in one go.

"Today, you are lucky, hang this plaque, and I will make your business prosperous."

The old man turned his face and looked at the plank.

Five brush words, wanton publicity——

"Chewing ravioli"!

"It's a good name, and sure enough, cultural people can give it a name. Girl, wait a minute, I'll get you a bottle of Coke! ”

The old man rushed into the store and grabbed a bottle of Coke, but Qin Jiu had already disappeared.

Intersection.

Ye Nanxing saw Qin Jiu from a distance, looked left and right to make sure that there were no students from the same school, and she trotted over to meet her.

"Why are you so slow?"

"Something."

"There's a lot to do." Ye Nanxing raised his chin at the intersection, "In the future, you will get off from here every day when you go to school, and you will also get on the bus from here when you get out of school, don't wait at the school gate." Also, in the future, at school, you are not allowed to tell others that I am your sister, and you are not allowed to say that you are the Ye family, you know? ”

Qin Jiuxing's eyes narrowed.

"Why?"