The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Chapter 439 It must be the countdown

In Class 17, there was only the sound of the brush tip.

When the invigilator saw this, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. They were not hopeless. The rumors circulating among the people were too much.

"..."

Mu Changying answered the questions extremely quickly and quickly completed more than half of the test paper.

Minutes passed and she moved quickly to complete the subsequent reading and analysis.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was almost time to hand in the paper.

At this time, most people have begun to feel a little unsteady.

Everything you know how to do is done, and everything else you can’t do is done.

A group of people were sitting in their seats, looking at the remaining questions, and they all thought hard about it.

Female teacher: "..."

This time the final exam didn't say that she couldn't hand in the paper in advance. She was already ready to collect the paper, but no one in this group turned in the paper?

Looking at the people sitting under the podium again, she felt a little incredible.

Mu Changying finished the test paper, checked it once, stood up from his seat, and walked straight to the podium.

"Teacher, hand in the paper." She put the test paper on the podium and walked out of the classroom.

"Oh..." The female teacher looked at her leaving figure and focused her eyes on the test paper.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

First question, yes.

The second question is correct.

Question three, yes.

…

The handwriting is neat and beautiful, and the answers are so perfect that no one can find any mistakes.

"Study God?"

She raised her hand to rub her eyebrows, murmured in a low voice and put Mu Changying's test paper aside.

Soon, the bell rang for handing in papers. The students in the class went out and she stood up to collect the papers.

Mu Changying leaned against the wall of the corridor, took out a toffee, peeled it open and stuffed it into her mouth.

The taste of milk filled her mouth, sweet and greasy, and she squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

Students from other classes also came out one after another.

Gu Qingyun stood in the corridor and checked the answer with the girl next to her, and she caught sight of Mu Changying out of the corner of her eye.

When I think of the ugly appearance in the restaurant yesterday, the dark light in my eyes becomes cold and faint.

"Qingyun, I feel much more at ease after checking the answers with you."

"Don't worry, these questions are not difficult. You should do well in the exam."

"But I'm still worried. Yun'er, you are so calm. I think you will do well in the exam this time."

Zhang Minyi held her arm, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

Sensing Gu Qingyun's gaze, he followed her gaze and caught a glimpse of Mu Changying's figure.

Zhang Minyi rolled his eyes, "Qingyun, what's so good about her? This time she will definitely be the last one."

He had a vicious mind at a young age, and yesterday he did such a cruel thing to Qingyun.

Gu Qingyun tugged at her sleeves, with a look of disapproval on her face and a slight frown, "Don't say that...it will hurt people's self-esteem."

The discussion between the two was quite loud, and many people in the corridor heard it.

Everyone looked at each other, with blazing gossip flames in their pupils.

Are you tired of this life? Brain twitch? Are you not afraid of retaliation for saying such a thing?

"oh?"

A smile flashed in Mu Changying's eyes, she straightened up and moved her wrist slightly.

She walked towards them calmly and calmly.

Stopping in front of the other party, his slender white fingers lifted Zhang Minyi's chin.

"It must be the countdown?"

Mu Changying bent down slightly and moved his head closer to her. Her face, so beautiful and flawless, magnified in front of her eyes.

The girl is absolutely beautiful without makeup, and the words coming out of her mouth have a rising ending, with a little bit of seductive charm.