The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead

  Chapter 130 Vicious female supporting role (6)

   "Bo Shangling? How is it possible."

  The surroundings were silent for a while, and everyone was shocked, thinking that they must be dreaming.

   "It's Bao Shangling." Class monitor Cheng Xu nodded and said, he looked at the report card, Bao Shangling was the third grader, under his name.

   "Are you kidding me? How could that scumbag Bao Shangling be the third grader? Did you read it wrong?"

   "Squad leader, I know you have some conflicts with Bo Qing, but there's no need to joke about this kind of thing.

   "The third grader should be our Miss Boqing. We all have seen Boqing's strength."

  Cheng Xu didn't bother to tell them. He flipped through the book and continued to read. No matter how much he said, it would be a waste of time. He might as well do a few more questions.

  He fell behind this time, and was almost caught up by Bao Shangling. The score difference between him and Bao Shangling was only one point, and by one point, she was in second place.

  …

  When the report card was distributed in the class, they were all dumbfounded.

  Cheng Xu, first in class, second in grade.

  Bo Shangling, second in class and third in grade.

  But Bo Qing's ranking turned out to be 26th in the class and 180th in the grade.

  There are only 45 students in the class, and a total of 360 students in the grade.

After school.

  Bo Qing's mood was particularly depressed, full of anger.

  Feel like being sarcastic.

  Many teachers talked to her, and many students kept asking what their grades were.

  The person who caused himself to be looked down upon by everyone—Bo Shangling.

  I haven't seen her all day.

  Bo Shangling, I'm not playing with you.

  …

the next day.

  Rumors are everywhere, and a lot of people are talking about it.

  They pointed at Bao Shangling, saying that Bao Shangling's grades were untrue and plagiarized.

  The person involved was busy buying a house, opening a store, and doing business, so all the courses at the school were dropped.

   After all, the original owner has already finished all the courses. It would be a waste of time for her to go again, and it will not be too late to go for the entrance exam.

  …

  She bought the house in the city center, which is very close to the First University, and it will be convenient to go to school at that time.

  She is now looking for a design company outside, and she needs a designer with high aesthetics.

   "Hey, the name is not bad, go in and have a look."

   Walking inside, I found that the decoration inside is not bad, and it is the style she likes.

   "Hi, may I help you?"

   "May I ask who designed your store, I need a decoration company."

   "We designed it ourselves."

   "The relationship is good, I can ask you to design."

  The people inside look very young, as if they have just been out of society for a long time, and they seem to have less business.

   There is also a decoration company opposite.

   "I have a rough house here that needs to be decorated and designed. I will trouble you when the time comes. The design style is warmer and feels like home."

"OK."

   After discussing the price and plan with them, Shang Ling threw the key to them.

   Let them go there to design a better plan, measuring the room and other things are very time-consuming.

  She was strolling in the street, the development of StarCraft is not bad, but it is a bit slow, and it is still not as good as her home.

   "It seems that something is missing. By the way, I don't have a place to live yet. The house is being renovated, so I have to rent a room to live in temporarily. It takes several months to renovate before I can live in it."

  She quickly went to rent a house near the school, the kind of house that you can move in with your bags, and the rent starts at just three months.

  After renting it out, she doesn't need to go back to Bo's house, and it's also close to the school, so she doesn't need to walk back often.

   "Shang Ling, where are you?"

  The caller was thin, with gritted teeth and anger.

   "It doesn't matter what you do, don't you care too much?"

   She said impatiently, just in the supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

   "Shangling, don't be shameless!"

  (end of this chapter)