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

When Situ Jinghong thought that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to compare to his childhood friend, he decided not to live in Bengbu anymore and his defenses were completely broken.

"Oh my god, are you trying to reach the sky, or are you trying to catch up with the Premier League and the US? Oh my god!"

"You weren't like this back then, were you? I'm really impressed, Sister Huo. It's ok that you got full marks in math, and I could have forced myself to take the test, but you got full marks in math, physics, and chemistry too."

"Then what's the point of me rolling up my sleeves? I'll just lie down here and let everyone laugh at me." He was so passionate that he wanted to turn into a monkey jumping up and down, and his throat was almost dry and broken.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter, just lie down and let it go.

Qin Fuyao was afraid that she would be drowned by his saliva, so she did not turn back to "confront" him, but it was not difficult to imagine what kind of expression he would have afterwards.

She turned her head and said calmly, "V me fifty and listen to how I fought back from 200 points to 700 points."

Although it is outrageous, she is Qin Fuyao.

It seems outrageous, but also somewhat reasonable.

Qin Ruanruan raised her right hand holding the pen and said sincerely, "Fuyao, I want to listen too."

"I want to listen +1, take me with you! I will kneel down and beg you, Fuyao." Tang Qingya rested her head on a pile of books on the table behind her. She had never been so thirsty for knowledge.

She fell out of the top three in the class in this monthly exam, causing her to lose the 2,000 yuan reward her parents promised her. She must take back what belongs to her in the next monthly exam.

Li Yi stopped writing and echoed, "Me too..."

Seeing this, Situ Jinghong said actively: "Since the atmosphere is already like this, give me one too."

Qin Fuyao: Huh? Me? I was just kidding.

It’s out of control again.

She moved her eyes and looked at the innocent children one by one. On each of their childish faces, she saw a thirst for knowledge.

No? Are you so into studying now? It's reasonable to wonder if you're just following the crowd.

Qin Fuyao pinched his shoulder with his backhand and couldn't help laughing: "I feel so tired from going to school. How about you give me some money as compensation?"

I said that, but I didn't think so.

She wondered: How long would it take to compile notes on the key points of a single subject? Ten days, half a month? Three subjects would take two or three months.

Since we have to organize the students, as the class monitor we should treat them equally and not favor one over the other. Most of the children in Class 11 have very poor foundations, and only the top six have barely acceptable grades.

I think it is not a simple project.

Aixinjuelu's sister was born, but she was not loved.

"..." Situ Jinghong knew she was not serious, "Don't be crazy, I'm serious."

Qin Fuyao thought for a moment before saying, "I'll organize the key points into notes and give them to you in two months."

There was a pause for two seconds.

"If you like, I will give you two exclusive score-raising classes every Saturday and Sunday afternoon."

The maximum number of tutoring classes per week is four, no more.

Because the rest of the time is useful, I play with my phone and watch videos.

"Oh my god! Fuyao, are you serious?" Tang Qingya's pupils dilated, her nostrils flared, and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

Oh my god! How could she be so lucky? The top student in the grade was giving her tutoring, and it was a special class to help her improve her grades.

Suddenly I had the illusion that I had one foot in a key university.

The other three were also shocked. They didn't pay attention to what Tang Qingya said and asked if it was true.

After all, Qin Fuyao talks nonsense and throws tantrums all day long...Now he is willing to give them serious tutoring.

Is this for real?!

Qin Fuyao: I've heard of the Qingtian Dashen before, but what is the Qingtian Dashenfu?

"Really, really, absolutely genuine." She nodded affirmatively and said, "The tutoring class location is to be determined. Stop looking at me and hurry up for your evening study."

Finished.

Qin Fuyao first looked up at the clock on the classroom wall, then looked at the front and back doors.

strangeness.

It’s past seven o’clock, why haven’t I seen Sister Xu?

Sister Xu usually appeared in the classroom on time at 7 o'clock, or hid in a corner and watched them read in the evening. But something was wrong today.

Class 11, without the supervision of a head teacher, is like a runaway horse, doing all kinds of things, and it is a complete mess.

Qin Fuyao didn't think any further, nor was he too lazy to stop him, so he just buried his head in doing the questions.

The discussion in the small group of Class 11 went crazy.

"@Tangtang, what were you and Qin Fuyao talking about?!"

"That's what I want to know, too."

"Ah! Enough! Why are you chatting with Qin Fuyao! (I'll just crawl in the dark, hehehehe..."

"But, can you take me out to play?"

"@Student Councillor @Tangtang, what the hell are you guys talking about? Why aren't you both checking your phones?"

"I know. I vaguely heard Qin Fuyao was going to give them tutoring!"

"?! Tutoring? Tutoring them?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Before Qin Fuyao tutors me, I won't believe anything anyone says."

"Is it true that Qin Fuyao is number one in her class? Is it really true? I'm still recovering from it. What else is she hiding from us?"

"Really?... Even though Qin Fuyao is crazy, I don't think she's the type to lie."

"Maybe the lunatic has his own way of studying? He appears indifferent, but secretly studies himself to death, and even goes to cram schools to practice all kinds of exercises?"

"God damn it! So why has she been ranked last in the exam for so long? To cheat on my feelings?!"

"If she sincerely wants to keep it a secret from me, can she keep it a secret forever?"

"I'm a little curious. If we're all this vulnerable, how vulnerable will the smart guys from Class 3 be? [Image: Doghead]"

"Blindspot, you found Andersen."

"A new idea? Now that you mention it, I feel much better."

"Thank you. There is no happiness without comparison."

Tang Qingya read two words, opened her phone and saw 99+ messages in the small group, and casually browsed through them.

While observing where the teacher might appear at any moment, he typed out a message: "Fuyao asked me to blow up the school... Please give me 6(*σ′?`)σ for your support!"

"Who would deduct a six? I don't know how to deduct a six. What is a six? I've never seen a six in my life."

"666!"

"9 (because 6 turned over)."

"@Tangtang, Qin Fuyao wants to tutor you guys?"

"If it's true, please help me see Qin Fuyao's true level. It's pure malice."

"Can Qin Fuyao have the strength of 715? Pure malice."

"You've broken your defense. Pure malice."

Tangtang: "It's not shameful to acknowledge others' excellence..."

"I'll continue memorizing..." After sending the message, Tang Qingya turned off the phone, put it in the hole in the table, picked up the English vocabulary book, and opened the first page.

He numbly recited: "Abandon..."

Her score after the monthly exam was assigned was 488. She was originally ranked fifth in the class, but now she is sixth, with English contributing 56 points.

Who knows? I deliberately underestimated my score on the test, and the result was even lower...

It’s so sad to think about it. It’s another day when I want foreigners to die!

After a near miss, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

On the dimly lit street, three people walked in a row.

Qin Fuyao crossed his arms over his chest and cast an inquiring look at Situ Jinghong, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

What unspeakable secret does this idiot have?