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

Senior 11 () class.

This class is Chinese. Half of the class time has passed, but the head teacher has not shown up yet.

So, all kinds of people are doing all kinds of things.

My deskmates were playing Gobang on paper, the desks in front and behind were quietly playing chess, the students across from me were passionately playing double-teaming, and a few people were gossiping quietly...

Qin Fuyao was concentrating on writing math notes. When he looked up and saw this "grand occasion", everything in front of him became darker and darker, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally stopped beating.

Where had all the children's enthusiasm for learning gone? Could it be that, because of the law of conservation of energy, it had all been transferred to her?

I don't understand.

Tang Qingya turned around and whispered, "Sister Xu didn't come to class last night. Why didn't you come to class today?"

Without the class teacher present, studying is not fun.

"I don't know. Let me ask." Qin Fuyao also wanted to know what was going on.

Thinking of this, she reached into the desk drawer, took out her cell phone instinctively, and prepared to send a message to Sister Xu.

Tang Qingya rested her chin on the book, looking at the back door intermittently, as if she wanted to eat some melon.

Inadvertently, I saw He Yunxu coming towards me.

"Cough cough cough!" Tang Qingya quickly pretended to cough, blinked her eyes to signal, and immediately turned around and sat upright.

Qin Fuyao easily understood what she meant. He glanced at the page where the message was sent, stuffed his phone into the drawer, and pretended nothing had happened.

Continue to write notes.

He Yunxu stood at the back door, taking in their reactions. Just as she was about to walk into the classroom, she felt her cell phone vibrate.

When I unlocked my phone screen, I saw it was a message from "Fuyao".

Posted last second.

Fuyao: "Teacher, why didn't you come to class?"

He Yunxu watched as the classroom returned to peace and automatically ignored the message.

Just pretend you didn’t see it this time.

Suddenly, someone started to make a noise and said, "Wuhu!"

"Sister Xu, why do you look so beautiful today?!"

The shout spread throughout the class and everyone turned around to look.

"Wow!"

The classroom was instantly filled with wows.

He Yunxu: My good looks will only last for one or two days?

She wore some light makeup today and looked really good.

One classmate commented loudly, "Sister Xu is wearing such a nice outfit today. Did she go on a date? No wonder she didn't show up for class last night."

Hearing this, there were more "wow" sounds.

High school students usually have nothing to do, so they love to listen to gossip, even about their teachers.

When Qin Fuyao heard the word "date", he turned his head to look over, as if the NPC had triggered the keyword.

After seeing Sister Xu's dress clearly, the silence skill was instantly triggered.

Excuse me, which nice guy wears formal clothes on a date?

They are indeed a group of children who are inexperienced in the world.

Qin Fuyao sighed in his heart, turned back silently, and continued to write furiously. He had never worked so hard as he did now.

"Quiet, quiet." He Yunxu raised her hand to signal, "There's no class this time. Study on your own and don't talk."

There is a bit of a guilty conscience involved.

After class time.

The small group of Class 11, which had been silent for a long time, became agitated again.

"Family, I'm so excited! I saw Qin Fuyao studying again."

"Is she in a bad mood?"

"Aaaaaaaaaa! I was just sitting there, having fun on my phone, and then I looked up and saw she was studying... I suddenly felt a little anxious."

"Why are you so anxious? Don't worry. No matter how hard we try, we can't beat her in the exam. Let's pack up and prepare for the high school entrance exam."

"I didn't have a lot of anxiety before, but after going to school, I got better."

"That's enough. Someone got hurt by mistake."

"Qin Fuyao used to be just rich and pretty, but now she's been allowed to break into the world of high-speed brains. She's so awesome and works so hard, we can just sit back and be useless."

"Stop saying Team 3 broke through the defense. I broke through the defense even more than Team 3 did."

"I'm really impressed. Everyone was so good at this..."

"Qin Fuyao is number one in the positive column, and I'm number one in the negative column. Are you happy? You bunch of cold-blooded scholars, I will never forgive you."

"Hahahaha I agree, no one knows how to break defenses better than you."

"Why are the student council and Qingya also studying?"

"@Student Committee @Tangtang, come out and chat, stop studying!!!"

"I'm not kidding. Please don't learn this."

"Stop talking nonsense, Qin Ruanruan and Situ Jinghong are also studying..."

"I'm not kidding either, Yi Hongwen."

"I just checked. The top seven in our class are all studying."

"???"

“???!”

A bunch of desperate question marks are omitted below.

Someone asked curiously, "Wait a minute, I'm in Class 11, right? We're not the worst class. With all these tests, are you planning to get into Peking University or National Tsing Hua University?"

"I'll bake sweet potatoes later, and our classmates can come and buy them for free."

"Don't disturb the dead."

"Damn it... what the hell are you talking about? I'm going to study."

"Awesome... I went to study."

"Please stop studying! The monthly exam just ended, why are you studying again?"

"Qin Fuyao has tried so hard, I can't justify it any further."

"@Student Councillor has been honest and is looking for a set of tips on how to improve your grades."

"@Tangtang is honest now, please give me a set of cheats to improve my score."

"Everyone in Class 11, pack up and get ready for the upgrade."

The group chat gradually returned to silence.

It was clearly break time, but Class 11's classroom was quiet.

A classmate from the next class passed by and said: "It's confirmed! Class 11 has been poisoned, and it's a collective poisoning. The initial suspicion is that it's a serious poisoning."

Qin Fuyao was busy writing, and before he could react, he felt a strange silence in the classroom.

Looking up, I found that this atmosphere seemed familiar.

No? What's driving these kids so crazy? I don't understand.

Continue to write notes.

Li Yi and Tang Qingya also felt puzzled. They looked at each other knowingly and took out their mobile phones to look through the chat history.

The two people who finished eating the melon: Class 6 students...

Li Yi thought for a moment and typed, "If you have any questions, you can ask me in the group."

It's good to have a desire to learn.

She stole a glance at the parties involved who were everywhere in the group.

Tang Qingya followed closely behind: "You can also ask me."

No one responded in the small group, and there was silence.

Tangtang: "It seems like I'm really learning from you guys..."

Li Yi: "I've liked it, please keep it up."

After sending the message, the two of them put down their phones tacitly and continued to study.

In a blink of an eye, the painful workday is finally over.

Happy Saturday is here again!

In the last class in the afternoon, the students in Class 11 of Senior were extremely agitated and wanted to count the seconds with their fingers.

After six days of hard study, everyone felt as if their energy had been drained out and their eyes were a little blurry.

Qin Fuyao put down the pen in his hand, shook his wrist, and looked up to see the teacher on the podium spitting everywhere, and the students below the podium were eager to go home.

Can understand.

Isn't the purpose of going to school to go home? Otherwise, what's the point?