Qiao Xinyue was silent for two seconds, his ambition was exactly the same as in his previous life, "Then I haven't thought about choosing a college that suits me and meets my strengths, such as culture, not that only Tsinghua University and Peking University are the best, and there is a specialization in the art industry." ”

"That's not good, I made a bet with my cousin that I'd be with him next year."

He Jianshe was full of confidence, Qiao Xinyue's heart moved but she was angry, "Bet is important or your own life is important, sometimes what is suitable for others is not necessarily suitable for you, you have to live for yourself, not to bet with your cousin to live, it is very important to recognize your own catties." ”

"Classmate Qiao Xinyue, are you saying that I am not as good as my cousin?"

He Jianshe got up unconvinced, his voice was very loud, which alarmed the teacher and classmates, and he had already looked at countless eyes, even the teacher, "He Jianjian, what are you doing?" ”

He Jiancheng returned to his position, since he was a child, his cousin was a child of someone else's family in his parents' mouth, and he had been holding a breath to say that he wanted to raise his eyebrows and be as good as his cousin than surpassing his cousin, and he couldn't hear others say that he was inferior to his cousin, so he was angry at this time, but he regretted helping Qiao Xinyue cover it up just now.

Girl, it's really annoying.

Qiao Xinyue: "......"

People are introspective, don't look at He Jianjian's anger now because of the problem of face, in fact, he knows how to self-reflect behind the scenes, otherwise he would not have repeated again and again in his previous life, and his grades went up every time he repeated, which was a loss from the score line.

What he was wrong about was that he was too obsessed with the word Tsinghua, and never filled in his second choice.

After that, He Jianshe moved his desk outside, leaving a 38 line between the two desks, and his expression was impressively written with the words "no crossing the line".

Qiao Xinyue: "......"

It's so naïve.

But she has no regrets.

"It's time to get out of school."

The head teacher did the final homework and let out of school. Qiao Xinyue packed her schoolbag and walked out, and when she saw Teacher Zhou standing in the corridor at the door, she said hello, "Teacher"

"Come with me to the office."

Teacher Zhou walked towards the teacher's office with a dark face, and Qiao Xinyue followed behind, wondering if the thing he had just slept with was a goof, or what He Jianjian had done...

I was apprehensive.

"Look at the paper you tested in the morning." Teacher Zhou sat down on the stool in the morning, and took out Qiao Xinyue's exam paper in the morning, and his face was even darker than just now.

When the teacher was lecturing, Qiao Xinyue had a little desertion, but she was still very serious when it came to making papers, but the teacher suddenly said that she was a little nervous, did she make a lot of mistakes, or did she make a lot of low-level mistakes?

After taking it and looking at both sides, Qiao Xinyue was finally filled in with the words in the answer, and she was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

The eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties are (Han Yu and Yue Jinyan in the Tang Dynasty) (Su Shi, Su Xun, Su Che, Wang Anshi, Zeng Gong, Yue Jinyan in the Song Dynasty).

"Who is Yue Jinyan?"

Sky.

Looking at Teacher Zhou's gloomy and terrifying face, Qiao Xinyue almost vomited three liters of blood, and her little face turned red, "Teacher, I..."

"I don't remember teaching you like that in class." Teacher Zhou died harshly, and at the same time there was a deep disappointment.

"......" The pink on Qiao Xinyue's face spread to her earlobes, and she looked down at the floor, so she wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.