Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

"Is the squad leader eloping with the enemy military school flower?" Wang Zhuo said curiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a mournful gaze, and the rest of the unspoken ridicule was swallowed back.

Xu Fan came to Shao Heng, really wanting to invite him to dinner.

After Shao Heng heard it, he refused without hesitation.

Xu Fan knew him, but he didn't know Xu Fan.

Shao Heng's reputation as a scholar is not a vain name. He has swept gold medals in major competitions in recent years. Too many schools know him. His brain is used to pretend knowledge, and unimportant people and things are generally not wasted. Keep track of your brain capacity.

Xu Fan was the one who was attributed to him as an unimportant person.

It's just polite to be able to talk to her.

After rejecting Xu Fan, he was just about to return to the classroom when Gu Manli, who came to him, called him away.

Because his mother is here.

When he returned to the classroom, the evening self-study had ended, and there was no one in the class.

Before the start of the competition the next day, Shao Heng had caught someone who had been hiding from him.

"I didn't go to dinner with them. I went to the principal's office yesterday."

Xie Feng opened his big watery eyes and his mind was a little dull: "Are you talking about the competition?"

Shao Heng's eyes moved slightly, but if he was more sensitive, he could detect his strangeness: "Well."

It's a pity that Xie, single-celled organisms, and wind can't be found at all, and the nerves are very large.

Shen Lingxi looked at a person who had swept away the haze and smiled helplessly and shook his head.

...

At the beginning of the competition, the math group almost won by crushing because of the two Buddhas, Shao Heng and Shen Lingxi.

Not only the auditions, but also the subsequent semi-finals and finals.

The school attaches great importance to it. On the day of the game, when their group played, the school started a live broadcast for the first and second high school students.

"Fuck, I got goosebumps."

"I can feel the murderous aura across the screen, is Wen Dou also so murderous?"

"Good guy, the squad leader has an aura of 2.8 meters!"

"Xixi looks like the big villain in that kind of novel. Standing there casually and casually, it seems to be making up the number, but every shot is an instant kill."

In the end, the mathematics group of Jincheng No. 1 Middle School took home the gold medal, which lived up to expectations, and the fifth class was boiling for a while.

When they came back, Director Jiang even rolled out a red carpet at the school gate, holding flowers to greet the "heroes" of the school.

"Did you see that Director Jiang was wearing a bright red Tang suit today."

"I saw it, I saw it, it's exactly the same as what my grandfather wore when he was on his 80th birthday, Taobao's explosion!"

"Hahahaha, is Director Jiang trying too hard? I almost didn't recognize him when I saw him in the morning."

Xie Feng felt this way.

He had insomnia last night and didn't fall asleep until after three in the morning.

I was honorably late in the morning, and when I was sent to the school gate, I looked like a walking dead.

A typical body is coming, and the spirit is still on the bed at home.

When he entered the school gate, he didn't pay attention, and bumped into Director Jiang with his head. The red festive look gave him a shudder. For a time, he thought he was going to the wrong studio to attend someone's wedding.

That scared, refreshing.

Not only the mathematics group, but also the physics group and the chemistry group achieved good results. Although they were not as good as the gold medal in the mathematics group, they all made it to the finals.

In order to celebrate the award, Director Jiang specially approved today's evening self-study holiday.

Yang Jingwu even paid for it out of his own pocket and asked the classmates to rub it.