Not two days later, Sheng Ling discovered something. Every noon, someone secretly came to the canteen to deliver food to her. Sheng Ling did not question anything like before. She knew very well who was giving her food. Deliver meals.
Although Ji Xiaoxiao saw this matter, she saw through it and did not say anything. After all, she had told Shengling everything she needed to say before. Shengling had her own ideas, so Jixiao supported her ideas.
As for Wen Momo, she has been focusing on her brother Jing Ling these past two days, let alone speculating on Sheng Ling's thoughts.
Such ordinary and smooth days lasted until after Wen Momo's engagement party. In those days, not long after the academy passed the assessment, most of the hot topics in the class every day were examination questions. Some people were worried that they would fall back to the tenth grade. In class, there are also people who expect to climb up on their own.
Compared to Sheng Ling and Ji Xiao, Wen Momo was more worried about falling back into the tenth class, because after the assessment, she had gone through the test questions with Sheng Ling and the others, and as far as she could remember, she had already gotten several major questions wrong.
"You are already very busy this month, especially the wedding banquet a few days before the assessment. Even if you really don't get promoted, it will still be the same if you work hard next month. This is not the only assessment, so don't think too much. ”
Ji Xiao analyzed it rationally for her.
Sheng Ling sat at the desk and supported her chin and said, "I always feel like I'm going to fall back."
When Ji was a child, seeing that they were all mourning, he could no longer comfort him. He sat back silently and said, "Okay, we can just fall back together..."
As a result, the assessment results came out the next day. Ji Shi and Sheng Ling were both promoted to the eighth class, but Wen Momo was not promoted and remained in the ninth class.
Wen Momo was a little relieved and a little worried. She was relieved that at least she did not fall back to the tenth class, but she was worried that she would not be in the same class as Ji Xiaoshengling and the others for at least the next month.
When they were divided into classes, Wen Momo helped the two of them get their things and sent them to the eighth class, while she muttered: "We should be rich and honorable, so don't forget each other."
Ji Xiao: "???What did you say?"
Wen Momo shook her head and sighed: "Come and see me more often when you have time."
Ji Xiao: "No."
Wen Momo glared at her fiercely, "You're so young, you won't look down on me when you reach the eighth grade, right?"
Ji Xiao nodded: "Yes."
In order to prevent the two people from arguing anymore, Sheng Ling had no choice but to explain to Ji Xiao: "Xiao Xiao means to ask Momo to work hard to get promoted, so that we can be in the same class again."
Hearing Sheng Ling's words, Wen Momo softened her expression and snorted: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch up to you in the next assessment."
After sending them to the eighth class, Wen Momo returned to her own class. Seeing that the tables at the front and back were replaced by new students, she suddenly thought about Ji Xiaoxiao and Sheng Ling again. She couldn't help but sigh silently in her heart, and thought to herself Encourage yourself and work harder for the next assessment.
Before going to school, the tutor told them something. He said that the Mandarin Duck Festival would be coming in a while, and their ninth grade class had to arrange a program. In the end, the class voted and decided to present a hundred paintings. Bird pictures for the academy.
The project of painting the Hundred Birds Picture was neither big nor small, so the Taifu asked the students in the class to stay for half an hour after school these days to draw the Hundred Birds Picture.
Everyone knew that on the day of the Mandarin Duck Festival, not only the entire academy would come, but also His Majesty the Emperor and the royal family and nobles would be there, so they did not want to lose the face of the eighth class, so they were full of fighting spirit and wanted to Draw a picture of a hundred birds for everyone to see.
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(There’s more and more~)
(End of chapter)