The heroine has been with me for a hundred years

Point to the position next to the girl.

"I want to sit next to classmate Han Peiqiu." The teacher said.

An He nodded, and immediately responded.

Hearing her name being said above, the little girl finally stopped bowing her head this time.

"I don't need to be at the same table." She raised her head and said, her eyes swept across An He's face, with a trace of disdain for no reason.

An He was taken aback by her look, then lowered his head and reached out to touch his face.

The teacher thought that An He was frightened by the girl, so he hurried to coax her, and criticized and educated Han Peiqiu by the way.

The little girl was scolded by the teacher, and she pouted angrily, but she didn't refute anything anymore, she still lowered her head and wrote.

"Is Jiajia okay?" Seeing that she no longer objected, the teacher turned his head to talk to An He again, his voice sounded very gentle, "Student Han Peiqiu is just a little shy, and I have no ill intentions towards you, Jiajia don't Take it to heart."

"I know." An He nodded, very well-behaved.

The teacher smiled and asked her to go back to her seat and sit down.

"What is it like?" She immediately asked the system a question as soon as she sat there.

"What is it like?" the system was confused by her question.

"I said my face!" An He sighed, extremely helpless, "Is it really ugly?"

"Pfft." The system couldn't help laughing when it heard her say that, "I was just joking, you really believe it."

"If I'm not ugly, why isn't the target willing to sit at the same table with me?" An He still didn't believe it.

"Nonsense." The system said, "Don't you know that cultural people have a little temper?"

"Not to mention this talented girl sitting next to you."

Volume 30·I, The Genius Girl, Making Money Chapter [-]

After arranging the seats for An He, the teacher roughly talked about some trivial matters, and then he was ready to start class.

"Let me take you to review yesterday's content first." The teacher said, and clapped his hands downstairs, attracting the eyes of all the children to himself.

"Can we fast-forward this lesson?" An He sighed, and asked the system helplessly in his mind, "I don't want to read 123 with a bunch of kids."

"Ah?" The system seems to be playing a movie in the mind, and the sound is still a big shootout, and the enemy and the enemy are fighting very fiercely, "What did you say?"

"I said, can you fast forward!" An He shouted at him with a louder voice.

"Hurry up!" the system said, "I've been looking at it for over an hour, and this one is the best!"

An He: "..." We are talking about the same thing!

Seeing that the system didn't intend to listen to him seriously, An He could only shake his head, and turned his attention to the mission target sitting next to him.

This little girl has been practicing calligraphy with her head down since just now. She looks non-existent and ordinary, and she is easily overwhelmed when she is placed in the crowd.

But An He knew that this girl was not as simple as she appeared on the outside.

This is a big guy.

At the beginning, she didn't realize it when she first transmigrated into this world, and she didn't remember which book the plot was in. It wasn't until she heard the teacher call the little girl Han Peiqiu that she finally realized it.

It was a book that she randomly clicked on from the Internet at that time. It was a Su Shuang article with a very strange name called "I, a genius girl, make money".

Han Peiqiu is the protagonist in it, a girl who looks unknown but is actually capable of turning clouds and rains.

Her family has been very wealthy since she was a child. Both her parents are in business. There are people in both black and white. She is powerful and powerful, and her cultural literacy is also very high.

So Han Peiqiu received a high-quality education when he was young. When he was four or five years old, he could memorize hundreds of Tang poems, and he could speak English easily.

Anyway, just one sentence, what is awesome will be what.

When An He was reading the book, he felt that the author of this book was probably not very old, so that as long as he looked at the tall things, he would stick all the things on Han Peiqiu, except that she had two big wings on her back. You can fly into the sky with one stomp.

But the reality is still different from the book. An He sat by and observed for a long time, and saw that Han Peiqiu's handwriting was beautiful, but it was not exaggerated to the point of being called a god.

At least it belongs to the level of a few grades higher than their peers.

"Oh, you said this." The system seemed to have finished watching the movie, and came back to pick up the next sentence, "Our boss did it, and said that even if it is a novel, it should be close to reality, so I cut a few layers for Han Peiqiu. Filter down."

"How many floors?" An He asked.

"Not many." The system was happy, "It's only about ten floors."

An He: "...Oh."

Anyway, no matter what, even if a dozen layers of filters have been removed, the big boss is still a big boss, and he is still not to be messed with at all.

Back then, An He's original body, Yu Jiajia, was paralyzed in the end because she offended the boss, plotted against her parents, and messed up the boss's business.

Although his life was saved, he was unable to walk a single step from then on. He sat in a wheelchair all day long and couldn't even control his lower body.

An He didn't want to experience such a painful price at all, and even thinking about it made him break out in a cold sweat.

During the period of her mind wandering, Han Peiqiu had finished practicing calligraphy, and then she took out a file bag and neatly put the piece of paper into it.

An He happened to glance at her at this time, and then saw a lot of blank paper.

There are words all over the paper, the fonts are beautiful, and the typesetting is also very beautiful. Even the paper is clean, which makes people feel refreshed and happy when they look at it.

"It's so beautiful." An He couldn't help but praised, with a cute smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing her words, Han Peiqiu paused for a moment before turning his head around.

To be honest, because she kept her head down, An He didn't see her face very clearly.

It wasn't until Han Peiqiu looked at him at this moment that An He finally saw her in a comprehensive way, and she was actually a pretty little girl.

The eyelashes are curved, the eyes are large, the cheeks are very fair, and the baby fat has not faded.

Even An He, who doesn't like children very much on weekdays, couldn't help but want to raise her hand and rub her head, which is so cute by the way.

But in the end she still didn't do that, firstly because it's in class now, everyone is listening carefully, no matter who makes a small move, it's very obvious.

The second is because she and the boss seem to be the same age now, if she really goes to pat the boss's head with the appearance of someone who has experienced it, she will definitely be regarded as crazy and blacklisted.

"It's not good-looking." Hearing An He's compliment, Han Peiqiu's face was not happy, but gradually became cloudy, "It's not enough."

"No, it's really pretty, I don't believe you..." An He was taken aback for a while, but he didn't expect the child to have such an expression, so he thought about what to say next.

"Hush." ​​Before she could finish speaking, Han Peiqiu suddenly raised her index finger to her mouth in a silent gesture, and frowned slightly, "Listen carefully."

"... Oh." An He responded, with a very complicated heart, "Oh."

An He: I was educated by a primary school student.

After Han Peiqiu finished talking to her, he turned around again, and then took out an exercise book from the desk.

An He didn't dare to make it too obvious, so he stared at the booklet in a particularly weird but imperceptible posture, his eyes slanting violently.

System: "I'm afraid you didn't have a stroke, why did your mouth crooked and your eyes squinted?"

"Go away." An He said.

But it's not to blame for the system saying that her current posture is indeed very awkward, and the angle of view is not so clear.

It was only a second before Han Peiqiu was about to open the booklet that she finally saw clearly what was written on it.

——"Primary Sixth Grade Sprint Exercises"

An He: As expected of a boss, what I did in the second grade was the sixth grade problem, which was a sprint version.

At this moment, the teacher on the podium has led the group of children below to finish counting, and is flipping through the textbooks to explain new knowledge.

An He listened to it, as if it was a line segment or something.

She was really not interested in this thing, so she sat on her seat and continued to peek at the boss.

She saw Han Peiqiu took out a piece of paper, and carefully checked and calculated something on it. The calculation process was like a smooth flow of water, the steps were clean and neat, and the order was extremely clear.

After roughly five or six minutes of calculation, she finally stopped writing, with a trace of carefree and relieved expression on her face.

Then, under An He's gaze, she confidently filled in a wrong answer.

An He: ...

"Should I tell the boss that her answer to this question is wrong?" She couldn't help asking the system in her heart.

"Farewell." The system said, "What a shame."

"Okay then." An He replied, pursed his lips, and continued to watch Han Peiqiu answer the question.

Just staring at the exercise book and watching Han Peiqiu answer seven or eight questions, An He couldn't help but start chattering with the system again.

"Should I tell the boss that all the answers she wrote at the moment are all wrong?"

"All wrong?" The system was a little surprised, "It shouldn't be."

"It's all wrong, I guarantee my personality." An He sighed.

Although the system felt that An He's personality was not worth a lot of money, he finally said: "...or just say it, come on."

Encouraged by the system, An He nodded, then slightly tilted his body, stretched out his hand and pointed to the exercise book.

"Your question..." She whispered, her voice sounded very cute, "Is the answer not right?"

As soon as he heard the girl next to him staring at him answering the question, and now he suddenly came over and said that the question he did was wrong, Han Peiqiu was stunned, and then his face turned red uncontrollably.

"It's not wrong." She said, and closed the exercise book at once, with a look of panic in her eyes, "You are not allowed to read it."

"Oh." An He was taken aback by her reaction, reflexively thinking that he had offended Han Peiqiu, so he quickly turned his head back, stared at the pile of long and short lines on the blackboard and smiled awkwardly , "I don't watch it."

"En." Han Peiqiu beside him seemed to answer softly, pinching the brochure on the table with his two little hands.

Soon, she lowered her head and continued to do the questions.

Time passed by bit by bit, and it was getting close to the end of get out of class time.

An He had already been tortured by this pile of lines for a while, and the whole person was drowsy, sitting on the seat and swaying.

She felt like she was sitting on a big boat at this moment, and below the boat was a stormy sea, full of energy and fierceness.

She was almost unable to bear the waves, and she almost fell into the sea.

At this moment, someone beside her suddenly helped her up.

An He was shocked when she realized that someone had touched her, thinking that she had been caught by a water ghost.

So she quickly frowned and tried to break free, humming a few unconscious syllables.

In a trance, she seemed to hear the man who grabbed her sigh softly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a force pressing down on her, forcing her head to rest on the table.

But surprisingly, I didn't feel uncomfortable. It seemed that someone had placed something soft on the table, and it was very comfortable to lie on.

An He clicked his lips in the dream, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

Little did he know that Han Peiqiu was staring at her with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

"How can I still fall asleep..." She said, shaking her head silently.