noon.
The thin sunlight hits down.
There was a lot of noise in the school.
For Bo Jiu, school life is a series of exams.
After the New Year's Eve, there will be a final exam.
This is the pain in the heart of every high school student.
But this is not an excuse to find a great god.
Continue to ask the master to help her press some questions.
But now Bo Jiu is different from before.
Even the handsome boy who twisted his neck when he was in class would be posted on the post bar in the next second.
"Ah, my big spade is so handsome!"
"Still biting the pen, looking very serious about the questions."
"Some people say that I can climb over the wall in big spades, and strongly demand to post the picture of climbing over the wall."
"I suggest everyone go to No. 1 Middle School and see when he climbs over the wall and when to take pictures!"
"I won't challenge anymore. I'm a cook, so I'm going to apply for a job in the canteen of No. 1 Middle School. What does Big Spade want to eat? I'll give him two plates, and we'll grow stronger if we smash it!"
Yes.
I don't know why.
It was probably the words that Bo Jiu said while standing at the door of No. 1 Middle School while protecting He Honghua, and someone dug them out.
Some of the aunts are determined to become fans.
Of course, those aunts include... Queen An Ying.
"Look, look, another photo of my family smashed was put on the post bar, this angle...so handsome!" Queen An showed her mobile phone to Qin Mo who was sitting next to him: "Does it look like you?" The cat I raised before, I really didn't expect me to be so good at school, the way I bowed my head to write is so cute, I must be good at school."
Qin Mo put down the bamboo chopsticks, took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and smiled a little coldly: "Good? Good grades in school?" That guy's physics grades are terrible, his mother may never know.
"Well, good-looking, handsome and cute." An Yinghou looked at the photo, and then at the handsome and slightly cold profile of her son: "It is my dream to raise such a son, and I have been sending you to him all the time." In this respect, who knows... Sigh. But it doesn’t matter, Jiujiu is the same now, too innocent.”
After listening to this sentence, Secretary Liang, who was next to him, began to look up at the sky pretending to be very busy.
Just as Qin Mo was about to speak, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.
A long-lost WeChat message.
"Brother Mo, I'm a final grader. Is it convenient to go to your home to review?"
Qin Mo looked at the screen, remembered Jiang Zuo's words, and put the phone back into his trouser pocket.
since then.
Secretary Liang noticed that their president was somewhat absent-minded.
This absent-mindedness continued into the group meeting an hour later.
He stood right behind Qin Mo, watching as the president of his family picked up and put down the phone for the seventh time and then picked it up again.
Slender fingers slid the screen, and returned two words: "Convenience."
When Bo Jiu received the Wechat message from the Great God, he was standing at the gate of the school supermarket, holding a lollipop in his mouth, copying his trouser pocket with one hand, typing with the other hand, his silver hair fell down, and he could only see the Slight profile.
"Have you heard?"
"what?"
"The person in Class A was called into the office by Teacher Hao again."
"Her grades have dropped drastically recently, and Teacher Hao called her normal."
"I always feel that something is weird... "
After hearing these words, Bo Jiu didn't know what he was thinking, put down his phone, turned his head to look at the group of girls...