Suddenly, a hand suddenly slapped in the middle, stopping Su Qianli and Mo Ze's movements.

Xia Qing didn't know when she stood up and stopped between the two, "The two of you, now you only have the results of science, can you wait for the liberal arts to come out before deciding." ”

"But Qingqing......" Su Qianli really wanted to say, but it just delayed the cashing of this money a little.

So she still caused a burden to Qingqing? Qingqing wouldn't want to fill in the 10,000 yuan by herself, right?

Mo Ze pursed his lips and stared at Xia Qing, he probably knew what the young lady meant.

Doing this now really embarrassed the young lady.

Before the results came out, they were already discussing how badly she had lost.

"I'm sorry, young lady, I know!" Mo Ze was no longer silent, but sat down obediently.

Seeing this, Su Qianli was the same as him, "Okay, Qingqing, I'll listen to you!" ”

Zhao Ya, who had been observing all the movements and didn't dare to miss a trace of movement, suddenly snorted coldly, "The end of the strong crossbow." ”

Her voice was very soft and small, but it was still heard by her peers, "Zhao Ya, you can't be a good learner from last time, right?" ”

"You don't talk nonsense. Xia Qing can't take the test herself, what's the matter with me! ”

"Hehe, you'd better settle down." The table mates glanced at her.

Although she has been at the same table for a short time, she has also suffered a lot from Zhao Ya, but in fact, she is a very good person at the same table, and the reason why she keeps staring at Zhao Ya is just that she hopes that she will stop the precipice.

The three years of high school are so important, and if you are not careful, you will go the wrong way and ruin your life.

As soon as Mo Ze sat down, he received a text message, "How are you doing in the monthly exam?" ”

The big white hand holding the mobile phone kept shaking and shaking, and Mo Ze looked at it several times to confirm that it was "uncle".

Growing up, his uncle never cared about his test scores, and of course he never let his uncle worry about it.

This is the first time that my uncle will text to inquire about the situation.

"First, that's for sure."

Soon, Inkpool's text message came again, "It's not about you. ”

"......" Mo Ze has a feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, no wonder his uncle asked "How did you do in the exam", but the question is that can uncle not be so upright? He doesn't want to lose face?

"Little sister is second."

Inkpool: "Find time to help her with her mistakes." ”

Mo Ze: "The young lady refused, huh. ”

The other side was silent for a while, and then replied with a sympathetic feeling, "That's right." ”

Mo Ze has a question mark on his head, and he has always had an explosive IQ, but why does he feel more and more inadequate now?

After two classes and recess exercises, I began to send out liberal arts papers.

Mo Ze is not surprised, and he has a high score, but it is impossible to get a full score so easily in liberal arts, so Mo Ze still deducted a little bit of points more or less.

"Little sister, can you count all the scores now?"

Xia Qing still shook her head, "I can't." ”

As soon as these words came out, someone blew up.

"Xia Qing, before the science papers came out, you said that they were not complete enough and couldn't be counted, so now that the liberal arts scores have come out, why can't they be counted? You're stalling for time, aren't you? ”

Mo Ze stood up, his face was terrifying, "Don't say that you're my little sister, not a word!" ”

He is only fourteen years old, but this height and momentum are really extraordinarily powerful and oppressive.

The noisy classroom immediately fell silent.

Xia Qing suddenly pulled out a few papers from the drawer, "I can show you the science first, but the liberal arts can't help it, because all the liberal arts papers are not in my hands now." ”