The guest had no choice but to do so, snorted and left, deciding never to patronize her business again.

In the face of this kind of thing, Xia Jiaojiao was numb and had no expression.

Because this kind of thing is not once or twice, at the beginning she was also afraid to die, for fear of becoming the same person as her mother, but there are too many times, it seems that it doesn't matter.

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, didn't I tell you to come back late when you got out of school, why are you so early?" Fang Yuemei turned her face and looked at her slightly embarrassed.

As she approached, Xia Jiaojiao suddenly smelled a smell of men and women.

She frowned and forced her nausea: "I'll remember to come back later later." ”

With that, she prepared to go back to her room.

"What are you running away with, girl!" Fang Yuemei still has something to ask her, so she will quickly pull the strap of her schoolbag and drag her back: "Jiaojiao, didn't you go to the Guzheng Art Festival today, how about it, how did my good daughter win the first place?" ”

She looked forward to her.

"I ......" Xia Jiaojiao bit her lip, and she didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"You're still talking about you!" Fang Yuemei couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Tell Mom quickly, is it the first place?" ”

"It's not." Xia Jiaojiao simply let it go.

Fang Yuemei's eyes dimmed a little, how could her daughter not get the first place if she was so good?

But then I thought, "Did you get the second place?" ”

Second place is also good!

"Not really." Again denied.

"Oh, I see, it must be third, right?" Fang Yuemei couldn't help frowning, but the next second she began to think to herself, and smiled: "It's okay, the third place is okay, what about the bonus, haven't you always wanted a cotton and linen skirt, you give it to your mother, and your mother will go to the department store tomorrow to buy it for you." ”

"I didn't ......" Xia Jiaojiao almost bit her lip flap and lowered her head into the dust.

Fang Yuemei didn't believe it: "Didn't you say that the top three have bonuses, how could there be none?" ”

"Why are you so annoying, I didn't get the third place!" Seeing her sprinkle salt and pepper on her wound again and again, Xia Jiaojiao finally couldn't stand it anymore and threw her schoolbag in front of her as if venting.

"What do you mean?" Fang Yuemei was suddenly startled, but her mind was still a little confused, and she didn't understand what she meant.

Xia Jiaojiao looked humiliated, and yelled at her with scarlet eyes: "It means that your daughter and I didn't get any rankings at this Guzheng Art Festival at all, do you understand!" ”

When she had finished yelling, she crouched on the ground in despair, hugged her knees and whimpered and cried.

That's enough!

That's enough!

She's embarrassed enough, why do you have to chase her and ask her all the time!

Why didn't this man die?

"How could you not have made a place?" Fang Yuemei took a few steps back in disbelief and looked at her in shock: "You have been learning guzheng since you were five years old, and the teacher praised you for your talent, in this n-tier city, how can anyone compare to your piano skills?" ”

Xia Jiaojiao didn't speak, and continued to squat on the ground and cry, her voice was almost hoarse.

"My good daughter, don't cry, don't cry." Although Fang Yuemei regretted that she was angry that she didn't win the award, she still felt sorry for her in the end, so she quickly helped her up, wiped her tears, and asked curiously: "Then who are the top three this time?" ”