His Wife Calls The Shots

When I walked over, I saw three desks placed against the wall in the corridor outside the senior year (Class 1). There were already two boys sitting there. Know who is looking.

Anyway, no one reads the math books on the desktop.

Seriously pointing to the empty space, he said to Tang Qianmiao, "Hey, you sit here, and the three of you will be here for the next week to listen in, feel the learning atmosphere of the key classes, and think about your future path."

"Especially for you, Shi Cheng'an, don't think that your family is good enough to care less. That's what your parents built. If you don't want others to introduce you with your father's name as a prefix in the future, you have to work hard from now on."

"Don't think I didn't tell you, Xu Youzheng, you're not a girl. What are you looking for with a broken mirror every day, looking for lice eggs?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Tang Qianmiao with sharp eyes, "Tang Qianmiao, there are only three positions here, and you are the only girl. Do you know how to be ashamed? Yes, just give me a good reflection on my behavior."

The three of them were very quiet, and the thirty-two students inside seemed to be staring at the textbook intently, but in fact, their ears had already been erected.

After training the three people, the class bell also rang. Yan Su walked into class one with the textbook and lesson plan and started the class.

Tang Qianmi continued to take out the bracelet to weave, and the breeze came, with a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

In the class, the students began to answer the questions raised by Yan Su.

In the corridor, Tang Qianmiao received a small note secretly handed over from under the table from the front desk.

She glanced at the shiny back of Xu Youzheng's head and didn't answer.

Xu Youzheng shook his head, and while Yan Su was writing, he turned back and put the note on her desk.

The cardboard is pink, and the image of Peppa Pig is printed on it. In the center of the cardboard, there is a line of words that are not too handsome—

[It's too boring, play idiom Solitaire, you go first]

Qian Mi ignored it and continued the weaving work in her hands.

A few seconds later, Xu Youzheng turned around and took away the cardboard, glanced at it, and said, "Why don't you write it? Can't think of it? Then I'll let Brother An come out first."

After saying that, he turned back and patted Shi Chengan on the shoulder.

Shi Chengan was propping his chin, staring at Feng Chuchu's profile intoxicated, when he was suddenly patted, and he was displeased.

Turning around, he directly grabbed the cardboard into a ball and threw it aside.

Then he continued to stare at Feng Chuchu sideways.

The people inside are bowing their heads and doing the classwork that Yan Su wrote on the whiteboard, all of them are very serious.

These questions were not difficult for Lin Wenyu, she spent five minutes writing them, then turned to look outside the corridor.

I happened to see Xu Youzheng handing a note to Tang Qianmi.

She looked back, a thoughtful look flashing across her eyes.

A class passed quickly, and Tang Qianmiao's bracelet was basically 90% complete.

There was still a shortage of materials, so she stopped knitting and put it back in her pocket.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Youzheng stretched his waist and put his head on her desk.

"Ouch - the get out of class is finally over, suffocating me."

After the moaning ended, he didn't get up either. He rested his head on Tang Qianmi's table, looked at her with raised eyes, and said, "Have you finished the question?"

Tang Qianmi squinted at the question on the whiteboard, "I didn't do it."

Xu Youzheng said "ha", straightened up, and turned around with his draft book, "I've already done two questions, but you haven't done a single question?"

"Well, I didn't do it." Tang Qianmiao was meaningless.

Xu Youzheng put the draft in front of her, "Then hurry up and copy it, or you will be scolded by Master Yan for a while, and you will be embarrassed."

Saying that, he pointed to the first question, and said, "I'm quite sure about this. I just went through Baidu and found a similar one. If I copy it down, I can get at least half of the points!"

"This question... you can just copy it. I didn't think of the third question. I'll go see Brother An's."

Having said that, he turned around to retrieve Shi Chengan's book to see that the other party was no longer in his seat, so he slipped into the class early to find Feng Chuchu.

Qian Miao glanced down at the crooked words, but couldn't help but picked up a red pen and circled a few places on it, but didn't write anything.

"Cousin, you only did two questions?"

Lin Wenyu suddenly stood beside her seat, looking down at the draft in her hand.

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