When I returned to my room to study, my schoolbag accidentally fell off, and the contents were scattered all over the ground.

A make-up exam notice was revealed.

At the end of the season, the corners of his mouth are pulled.

Oh, she forgot, at the end of the quarter in the book, she was a complete college scumbag, she started her junior year, and she failed her freshman and sophomore year with eight subjects, and if she failed the make-up exam, she had to retake it, and if she didn't pass it after retake, she had to drop out.

If you can read a book like this, you are also a talent.

Log in to the school's academic affairs system, and there will be two make-up exams after 3 pm tomorrow, and the test subjects are calculus and English.

The schedule of other make-up classes also came out, and at the end of the quarter, I looked at it, logged out, and clicked on the website of China's securities industry to browse.

In reality, she obtained the securities qualification certificate at the undergraduate level, and if she didn't wear a book, she would have to take the banking certificate and fund certificate immediately.

Her plan is to take the two certificates, just take the postgraduate entrance examination, enter the PBC Institute of Finance, and then get the futures qualification certificate.

Now everything has to start from scratch, and those subjects that need to be retaken are all a piece of cake for her, and she doesn't need to spend time reviewing them at all.

She has a habit of clicking on NetEase Cloud when she reads a book, listens to her favorite songs, and then devotes herself to learning.

Ji Bingbing and Song Bijun were coquettish for a while, went upstairs and passed by the door of the end of the season, and found that the door of her room was not closed tightly, so she looked inside.

Well? Is she studying? The sun is coming out in the west?

"Momo, may I come in?" She knocked on the door.

The end of the season wears headphones with his back to her, and when she is almost to the side, the end of the season jerks back.

"Oh, you're scared me to death, Momo, why are you so surprised?"

"Something?"

"I want to see what you're doing."

Closing the book, the end of the season said coldly, "Knock on the door next time you come in." ”

"I knocked, you didn't hear it with headphones."

"Ziyin bought me new headphones, if you like to listen to songs, I'll give them to you." She turned back into the house and quickly turned back.

"Momo, come to my show tomorrow night, I'll take you to meet some new friends, I wanted to introduce you on your birthday, but ......"

She suddenly looked understanding, "Momo, don't hold a grudge against your parents, they don't mean to lock you in the utility room." ”

Quietly watched her perform, and at the end of the season, he was not in a hurry to demolish her.

"Alas! Parents don't want that to happen either. ”

"You didn't come back to your parents until you were twenty years old, they wanted to be nice to you, but they didn't know what to do, I kept persuading my mother to tolerate you, she loves you, you just need to remember that."

"Really? Does she love me? ”

"Yes, yes."

"Where did you see that?"

Ji Bingbing was stunned, in the past, as long as the name of "Song Bijun" was mentioned, at the end of the season, she would grit her teeth and say something ugly to curse her.

Song Bijun didn't like her at all, and scolded her in public more than once, and the end of the season, which was already difficult to discipline, hated them even more.

This time, her reaction was too bland and too calm, and Ji Bingbing didn't know what to say for a while.

"She likes me, why doesn't she give me food when she eats?"

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"Why don't you buy me beautiful clothes?"

"Why don't you buy me a million-dollar luxury car too?"

“……”

Ji Bingbing was speechless by a series of questions, "At the end of the day, you can tell your parents......

"Go and tell them, aren't you going to be a good sister to me? I can't say anything stupidly, and if I talk too much, it will only anger them, you have a tutor and culture, go and tell your mother, I will drive your car to school tomorrow. ”