Chapter 43 There are always some bitches who overestimate their capabilities
Jiang Qingzhou came to the classroom. It was not yet class time. There were not many people in the classroom. Most of them were studying on their own. Only Jiang Qingzhou’s original deskmate Wang Cancandai Listening to music with headphones on.
Seeing Jiang Qingzhou come in, Wang Cancan took off his earphones and came over, "Jiang Qingzhou, you are so awesome, 646. Although it is still close to the score line higher than A, this score is not inferior at all. We thought, we always thought you were the kind of scumbag with bad grades!”
After living a new life, Jiang Qingzhou abandoned useless social interactions and interpersonal relationships, and spent all the time he had freed up on study and work. .
She got a score of 646 in the exam. She has some talents, but most of them are due to her hard work.
She indifferently took out the textbook from her schoolbag, "You? Who are you?"
Wang Cancan was startled for a moment, "Just... everyone!"
Jiang Qingzhou pulled his lips and smiled. , "It turns out that everyone looked down on me before!"
"That's not what I meant, I meant..."
"What's wrong with just looking down on me?" Ji Ye, the god of plague, didn't know where to start. Na popped out and interjected.
"It's ridiculous that you have the nerve to show off the results you got by cheating!"
As for Ji Ye, Jiang Qingzhou has always had some sympathy for him because of his family and life experience, and felt that he was in such a difficult environment. It's not easy to become the number one scholar, so she usually doesn't take his cynicism to heart.
But she was in a bad mood today.
If she really cheated in the past, she could let him say whatever he wanted, but she got the score of 646 for real, so why should she let him say it?
"First, if you say I cheated, please provide evidence. Second, if you say I showed off, what did I show off?" Jiang Qingzhou looked at Ji Ye and said.
Ji Ye snorted coldly, "You know it in your heart!"
He wanted to leave, but Jiang Qingzhou took his arm, "Explain it to me clearly!"
"Don't push and pull. Is that okay? Why are you a girl like this? What an indiscretion, it was the same last time in the auditorium..."
"Stop talking nonsense and talk about the important points!"
Ji Ye shook off her hand: "What even a fool knows is of no use. What evidence? ”
Jiang Qingzhou snorted coldly and leaned into his face, "If you can't take it out, shut up if you can't take it out!"
"Also, don't just take advantage of the work-study program and neglect your studies, otherwise you will be kicked out at the end of the semester. It’s embarrassing for me, a scumbag, to surpass myself.”
Ji Ye seemed to have heard something. He laughed at the joke, "Just kidding, even if I, Ji Ye, don't learn a word from now on, I will do better in the final exam than you, a idiot!"
Jiang Qingzhou patted him on the shoulder, "Then let's do it Let’s wait and see!”
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang.
She glanced at the caller number, which showed Jiang Ruhai's name, and hung up without thinking.
After a while, the number called again.
This time she answered, "Are you done yet..."
"Jiang Qingzhou, you bitch, did you inflict the injury on my daughter's forehead? That year your mother You took your father away from me because you were rich, and now you are here to hurt my daughter. What do Jiaojiao and I owe you for letting you do this..."
Jiang Qingzhou didn't listen. After saying this, Meiru hung up the phone impatiently. Jiang Qingzhou became a god in one battle.
Many people have heard about her "heroic record", especially those junior high school and high school classmates who went to the same school as her. After learning that she scored a high score of 646, they were all excited. A shocked look.
For a time, Jiang Qingzhou became a celebrity in the Department of Economics and Management, and people paid "attention" wherever he went.
She was not used to this feeling of being noticed. In order to avoid the crowd, she had waited for others to finish class and left before leaving for the past two days.
After school that day, she deliberately lingered until the end.
"Stop studying hard. Even if you study hard, you will never surpass me in the final exam!" Ji Ye said sarcastically while clearing the table.
It is strange to say that in the past, Ji Ye would leave the classroom early during his work-study program and would not see him after school. However, Jiang Qingzhou could always see him when he left late these two days.
"It's just a competition and an exam, why do you include personal attacks?" Jiang Qingzhou said angrily.
Ji Ye: "Who attacked you? I'm telling the truth!"
Jiang Qingzhou rolled his eyes at him, "Modility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind. Let's not talk about the final exam. No matter what, you are already far behind me with these two sentences.”
Ji Ye laughed angrily at her words, "It's only been a few days since you changed your ways, and you started talking to me about your character. I'm not telling you..."
At this time, a particularly handsome boy slowed down. The footsteps came over.
This boy is tall and thin, with a slightly parted hairstyle. He is wearing a baseball uniform from a well-known brand on his upper body, a pair of old-colored jeans on his lower body, and a pair of new sneakers on his feet.
With his hands behind his back and a shy look on his face, he stood at the door of the second commercial management class, leaned in, and interrupted Ji Ye's words.
"Jiang Qingzhou, come out!" His voice was very textured. When he called Jiang Qingzhou's name, his words were clear and round, with a bit of a broadcast accent.
Jiang Qingzhou, who was sitting in the first group, tilted his head and looked at the door, "Are you looking for me?"
"Yes."
"Wait a minute!"
Jiang Qingzhou packed her schoolbag and walked out with a cane. She first looked at the boy.
She had some impression of this boy. He seemed to be from the Conservatory of Music. She had met him once when he was running for the student union.
"What do you want from me?"
The boy saw that the schoolbag she was carrying was a little heavy, so he quickly took it and put it on his shoulders.
“This is for you!”
Before I stretched out my hand, my ears turned red.
It is a pink envelope with a heart pattern.
(End of this chapter)