What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Two days later.

The students in Class 11 of Senior realized that

Qin Fuyao seems to have really changed his personality.

She seemed to be possessed.

Not only did he stop sleeping in class, reading novels, and bullying his classmates, but he also became taciturn, burying his head in practice exercises all day long, and oblivious to what was happening outside.

Looks like he's working very hard.

He was completely different from the tense look he had before.

Then again, the last-placed ones have started working hard, so why shouldn’t they?

How on earth could Qin Fuyao write the correct answer to the final math question? Damn it.

The students in Class 11 all agreed that they would rather fight for their reputation than make money.

As a result, fewer and fewer people slept in class. Some people were very sleepy, but when they looked up and saw that Qin Fuyao was not sleeping, they immediately woke up. Their legs and waists no longer hurt, and they couldn't wait to finish ten sets of questions.

They also specially formed a small group without Qin Fuyao to supervise and learn from each other, with the aim of making sure that the last one will always be the last one.

During the break, the small group was chatting lively.

"Family, Qin Fuyao is still studying, everyone, please cheer up and don't give up."

"If Qin Fuyao doesn't sleep, we absolutely cannot sleep."

"God damn it! I will definitely kill Qin Fuyao."

"The bottom ten students in our class are all key training targets. If you don't understand something, ask immediately. Don't let down your team at the crucial moment."

"Hmph! Who made her isolate the whole class? I have to teach her a lesson and let her know that hard work is useless."

"But I heard she'll drop out if she doesn't get first place."

"The last one is still the first one."

"Haha ..., I'm dying of laughter. God damn, this is the first of the alternatives."

"How come we're not helping her?"

……

Li Yi took out his mobile phone from the hole in the table, opened the group chat, saw that the group was chatting heatedly, looked at the person next to him, and silently lit two candles in his heart.

Turn off the phone and put it back into the hole in the table.

The parties involved are not in the group, but the group is full of parties involved.

The students in Class 11 of Senior are so damn competitive.

After the pork trotter rice the day before yesterday, Li Yi has changed his opinion of Qin Fuyao.

However, my words carry little weight.

If she dared to speak for Qin Fuyao in the group chat, she would be kicked out of the group chat in the next second.

Li Yi hesitated to speak.

Qin Fuyao wanted to pretend not to see it, but the student council member's gaze was too intense.

She slowly turned her head and said lazily, "What's wrong, Student Councillor? Is there something wrong?"

"Just tell me if you have something to say. You're welcome."

Li Yi pursed his lips, nodded, and then shook his head.

"How's your review going?"

"Not bad." Qin Fuyao said confidently, "A small first place, easily won."

"First from the bottom?"

"..."

Li Yi looked embarrassed and wanted to say something to save the situation.

Someone suddenly appeared, blocking their view.

The male student took a test paper, placed it on the table, and said without hesitation: "Student Council, I have a math question for you."

After Li Yi saw that the person coming was the third from the bottom in the class, he felt a little unhappy, but it was difficult for him to refuse.

"Which question?"

"How do you find the derivative of this problem?"

Qin Fuyao's face was immediately filled with questions, and thinking that less trouble is worse than more, he simply continued to concentrate on writing the questions.

The male classmate moved closer and whispered, "Qin Fuyao is not a good person. You must not get too close to her."

"Ah?" Li Yi's train of thought came to a sudden halt, and he looked up in surprise.

She thought for a moment and prepared to say something nice.

As a result, before she could say anything, she saw the male classmate being pulled away by a bony hand.

Under Situ Jinghong's death gaze, the male classmate silently retracted his impatient look and turned away.

Li Yi looked at the person who appeared out of nowhere, feeling puzzled and having a vague bad premonition.

"At noon, at the school gate." Situ Jinghong had a cold and handsome face, looking very arrogant.

It is indeed an old saying, which makes capitalists cry when they hear it.

Li Yi suspected that the young master came to school just to eat.

She said hesitantly, "But... I have something to do at noon."

Situ Jinghong: "What could be more important than eating?"

“…”Eat, eat, eat, all you know is eating.

At the moment of stalemate.

Qin Fuyao, the embodiment of justice, complained, "I'm so impressed. Situ Jinghong, were you a glutton in your previous life? All you do all day is eat."

Li Yi lowered his head and felt secretly happy.

This young master should be restrained by someone, otherwise he really thinks he is the center of the universe.

And Qin Fuyao, her friend, is the real hero.

"Okay, you're not much better." Situ Jinghong remained calm and asked calmly, "Do you want to go?"

Qin Fuyao raised his head, raised his index finger and shook it, "Low! Too low, I'll just order takeout."

Takeout is one of the greatest inventions in the world.

Life without takeout is like a stagnant pool.

Situ Jinghong dismissed it and said calmly, "The takeaway was too slow, it was cold when it arrived."

He had ordered takeout from abroad, which took as little as half an hour and as long as four or five hours.

If you have this kind of skills, you might as well eat it yourself.

Fast and hot.

"Master Si, don't you usually have time to go online?" Qin Fuyao wanted to laugh and teased, "Or is it your 2G network?"

This wave of taunting is at its maximum.

It seems that the young master has no idea about the joy of ordering takeout.

Situ Jinghong said confidently: "Are you kidding? I use 5G."

When Qin Fuyao heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She waved her hands and said happily, "I don't blame you, go have fun."

"I can say responsibly that you are out of touch with the times."

I'm not kidding, I even feel a little sorry for the young master.

Li Yi bit his lower lip tightly, then reached out and pinched the inside of his thigh, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

The young master said he was using 5G.

Does he want to make others laugh to death and then inherit other people’s spicy strips?

Situ Jinghong looked bewildered. "Qin Fuyao, what are you laughing at? Is it poisonous? Does anyone use 2G now? Aren't they all using 4G or 5G?"

Qin Fuyao and Li Yi looked at each other.

Just one glance.

The two began to cover their faces and laugh silently, laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs and were out of breath at one point.

Situ Jinghong: “?!!”

"Li Yi, what are you laughing at again?"

"Are you polite?"

Li Yi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "No, nothing."

Sorry, I can never look directly at 2G again in this life.

The school bell rang.

Before leaving Class 11, Situ Jinghong was still confused about what was going on.

He quickly said, "I'll come back next class."

Don’t understand, but respect.

The class ended without any major incident.

Qin Fuyao had just stretched when he heard a loud noise coming from the door and looked up.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Situ Jinghong appeared with the table, followed by two boys who were moving books.

Li Yi's heart was filled with alarm.

What the hell! What's going on with the young master?

As expected, Mr. Si did not disappoint. He used his money to arrange for the shift change within one class period.