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

Qin Fuyao looked at the person who was sitting at the table behind him.

Question marks all over his face.

She turned around and asked, not understanding, "Do you want to be a permanent guest in our class? Or is it that you, a person with connections, can't make it in Class 6 anymore?"

There are 11 classes in the senior year of Nanzhong.

There are only classes 1 and 2 for liberal arts, and 9 classes for science.

The first-year high school students are divided into arts and science classes. Class 3 is composed entirely of top students in science, and they are ranked in order. Class 6 is a class with upper-middle grades.

Class 11 back then was a gathering place for poor students, with no one scoring above . After more than a year of hard work, two or three students were able to barely get points.

However, it was of no use.

Qin Fuyao single-handedly lowered the class average, allowing Class 11 to firmly defend the title of the worst class.

The parties involved feel ashamed when they think about it.

"What do you care?" Situ Jinghong looked unruly. He sat on the stool with his noble head raised, acting like a young master.

He then said nonchalantly, "I will come to school every day from now on. I will cover all your food expenses. How about that?"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Qin Fuyao wanted to ask him if he had taken the wrong medicine. But after hearing the second half, he quickly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth and gave him a thumbs up.

"Thank you, generous."

"Master Si, Class 11 of Senior welcomes you."

It would be a waste not to take advantage of the opportunity that comes to your door.

As the ancients said, a truly strong person can always bend and stretch.

Situ Jinghong remained calm and continued, "Li Yi, I'll take care of you too."

"Ah? Okay..." Li Yi's eyes were blurred, and he felt that the road ahead was bleak.

In fact, she has enough money for food and is willing to transfer to Class 6. Is there anyone who can speak up for her?

Situ Jinghong withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and took out a book on "Biological Evolution" from the hole in the table.

The class bell rang as scheduled.

The students in Class 11 stopped communicating tacitly, and the classroom fell completely silent.

This is a self-study class.

He Yunxu, the assistant teacher, did not show up for a long time.

At this moment, she was standing at the stairs at the corner of the classroom, holding a teaching book in her arms.

In recent days, the subject teacher has reported the situation in the class to her.

Most of the students who used to fall asleep in class now have "hungry" eyes and will ask questions after class.

They said they were feeling uneasy.

As the class teacher, He Yunxu also felt uneasy, always feeling that the students were up to something bad.

So she planned to launch a surprise attack and catch the students off guard.

He Yunxu pricked up her ears but didn't hear any noisy sounds coming from the class.

Something is wrong, so wrong.

Before, I could hear the noise of Class 11 downstairs. Class 11 was the noisiest in the entire teaching building.

He Yunxu saw that five minutes had passed, so he crouched down and quietly went in through the back door.

Surprisingly, the classroom was very quiet, so quiet that the only sounds were the turning of pages and the sound of pens hitting paper.

Horrible, terrible.

If I hadn't seen so many familiar faces, I would have even suspected that I had walked into the wrong classroom.

After all, if there is no teacher to supervise them, they will eat, play with their phones, sleep, play chess, talk, and study...

Is there really something evil going on these days?

He Yunxu deliberately kicked the trash can, making a noise.

When the students heard the sound, they all turned around, took a quick look, and then turned back to study.

"Ahem!" He Yunxu coughed awkwardly, walked from the aisle to the podium, and took in all the students' actions.

Are they really studying? This is truly a curse.

He Yunxu was unwilling to give up and coughed a few more times, "Cough cough cough——"

No one paid attention.

She put down the lesson plan and paced back and forth on the podium, wiping the bright and shiny blackboard again and tidying up the clean and tidy podium again.

I did a lot of useless work but didn't get any attention.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be a monster.

He Yunxu couldn't hold it in any longer, so she cleared her throat strategically and said, "The National Day holiday is coming soon. Have any of our classmates considered going on a trip?"

Classmates: Isn't it only mid-September? Why are we talking about the National Day holiday already?

Qin Fuyao put down the pen in his hand, shook his not-so-tired wrist, raised his eyelids and looked at the person on the podium.

It seems that the holidays in the novel are consistent with the real world.

She raised her hand and asked sincerely, "Teacher, how many days will we have off for National Day?"

After the National Day holiday, the second monthly exam will begin.

"If there are no accidents," He Yunxu estimated in his mind and said uncertainly, "It should be three days."

Normally at this time, there would be a long-lasting howling of ghosts and wolves in the classroom.

However, not today.

They were eerily quiet, no one even bothered to look up and speak.

Qin Fuyao seemed to be lost in thought. He lowered his head and calculated that three days was enough time for him to do something, and did not say anything else.

The whole classroom fell into mysterious silence again.

He Yunxu blinked in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and asked sincerely, "What's been going on with you guys these past two days?"

"Are you stimulated by something?"

The students all looked towards the source of the "stimulation" in tacit understanding, and saw that Big Courage Sister was still writing furiously, and then they lowered their heads to study silently.

He Yunxu: “…”

"You guys are making me panic..."

"Squad leader, tell me what's going on."

A silence.

An enthusiastic classmate said, "The class monitor is studying abroad."

"Oh, right, I forgot." He Yunxu woke up as if from a dream and looked around again, "Where is the student council member?"

Li Yi looked up confusedly, "Huh?"

She stood up, glanced at the classmates around her, and said sweetly, "Everyone seems to like studying suddenly."

How could it not be surprising that everyone was aiming for the last place on the test paper? Such an absurd thing would have caused a sensation in the entire student community.

He Yunxu frowned, confused, "So sudden?"

There was a pause.

"I don't know why you've suddenly developed this passion for studying, but I hope you can keep it up. All the teachers in our class believe that you're good kids and will never do anything out of line..."

The following one thousand words of ideological education are omitted.

He Yunxu spoke until his mouth was dry and the whole class remained motionless.

As long as she kept silent, the classroom would be so quiet that you could hear the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground.

Strange, so strange.

For a moment, He Yunxu wanted to rush out.

She calmed down her anxiety and said calmly, "In this case, let's elect a new monitor today."

"Any students want to recommend themselves?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole class fell silent.

Being a squad leader is like working like a beast of burden, and it's not easy at all.

He Yunxu was also surprised to see this scene.

"No, right?"

"Since no one has volunteered, for the sake of fairness, let's just draw lots. Does anyone have any objections?"

The students rarely raised their heads.

He Yunxu opened the multimedia, clicked on the lottery software, and clicked the "Start" button.

The names of the entire class scrolled quickly on the multimedia.

He Yunxu turned his back and clicked the "Pause" button with his backhand.