The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Zhou Zihuai frowned and said nothing.

Zhou Tingting then said, "There are two candidate contestants in our class. If you insist on going your own way and only look at the question bank before the competition, I can only kick you out of the team because of the overall situation."

The corner where Class 21 was standing was suddenly very quiet.

"What are you doing?" Ma Mingquan rubbed his temples, "Fu Zhi just expressed her opinion, she will definitely form a team to compete, Zhou Zihuai is the captain, he didn't even kick anyone, you..."

Zhou Tingting looked at Fu Zhi mockingly, "I'm doing it for the good of Class 21, she's too ignorant, I won't allow anyone to hold me back!" If it had been the past, it would have been fine if she lost again this time. You're really going to be dropped out of school!

Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, Fu Zhi propped his chin, sat on the seat by the window, and opened the physics questions in the National Exam Bank with his mobile phone.

It is clear that he is determined to go his own way.

Ma Mingquan felt a headache.

"Zhou Zihuai," Zhou Tingting stopped looking at Fu Zhi, and only shifted her gaze to the young man beside her, "We are all participants in previous physics competitions, and our original intention is the same. We all want to win prizes, and there is no room for sloppy!"

Zhou Zihuai had seen the whole process of Fu Zhi doing the questions live. He ignored Zhou Tingting's clear and handsome face. Instead, he looked at Fu Zhi and lowered his voice: "Are you sure?"

Fu Zhi was still leaning against the desk, she nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Tingting sneered, pretending to be like that.

Just as he was about to say more, Zhou Zihuai put away the information bag and said to Fu Zhi solemnly, "I will team up with you."

After a pause, "Try not to hold you back."

The remaining four contestants are all boys, and they are usually close to Song Fang and Lu Yubai.

To them, it doesn't matter whether they win or not, and since there are so many masters in this competition, Class 21 has little chance of winning.

So he said, "We're leaving the team."

The sarcasm on Zhou Tingting's face dissipated, unable to maintain her so-called self-confidence, "What do you mean?"

"We're going to team up with Fu Zhi."

"what about me?"

Before the boys in the class could reply, not far away, Lu Chuwan, who had witnessed the whole process, joined in and pointed the finger at Fu Zhi.

She said: "Zhizhi, I think Tingting understands and grasps the competition better than you. You can't bring your classmates against her because you have conflicts with her. It's very unfair to her."

Besides, after a pause, he continued: "Netizens violently attacked the school because of you. In this competition, everyone is under a lot of pressure. It doesn't matter if you are liked by netizens, you press the wrong questions, and you don't make progress, but the school has already suffered. raised other people's doubts."

Her voice was not low, and all the students around looked over. Zhou Tingting was supported by Lu Chuwan, and most of the disapproving eyes fell on Fu Zhi, whispering.

Everyone thought that Fu Zhi didn't need to drive a girl out of the team, it seemed particularly impersonal.

Zhou Tingting was still crying, very aggrieved, Lu Chuwan pouted, then patted her on the shoulder, her voice slowed down: "If you have anything to say, tell Zhizhi, although she has a bad temper, she is still reasonable Yes, probably not..."

"Snapped--"

Fu Zhi raised his hand, covered the phone on the table, and looked at Lu Chuwan, "There is nothing to say, I can win without forming a team with anyone. You are so considerate, then you can take Zhou Tingting to the competition."