It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 46 Get Out!Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black

Chapter 46 Get Out!Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black
Fu Mo Nian stood under the street lamp for a long time without leaving, accompanied by the cool wind and moths.

A big yellow dog came into sight, tugged at his trouser legs and barked wildly, spit flying all over him.

In the darkness of night, Ning Jia strolled over, looked down coldly, and Da Huang immediately let go and lay obediently at his feet.

"Have you seen it all?"

Fu Mo Nian laughed at himself, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was sharp sarcasm in his eyes.

Ning Jia was a little frightened by his appearance, and rubbed the back of her head unnaturally, "I only saw Huanxi leaving crying, and I didn't see or hear anything else."

Fu Mo Nian bowed his head sadly, without saying a word, and disappeared into the night with vain steps.

Rhubarb chased after it and barked again.

Ning Jia had a headache and raised her forehead. Rhubarb was friendly to everyone, but she was full of hostility towards Yu Huanxi and Fu Mo Nian. What was the problem?
"roll!"

Rhubarb returned to his master with his tail between his legs, feeling aggrieved. Fu Mo Nian was fierce at it, woo woo~ begging to be petted and cared for.

……

The alarm clock rang on time, Yu Huanxi got dressed and went to wash in a daze, only to be frightened by herself in the mirror.

Dark circles, puffy eyes, even puffy cheeks!

"Huanxi, are you up yet? Breakfast is on the table, come out and eat while it's hot. I'm in a hurry, so I'm going to the factory first!" Mother Yu reminded at the door.

Yu Huanxi responded while washing her face with cold water, "Mom, be careful on the road, I'll eat it while it's hot!"

The sound of the door opening, the sound of the door closing.

She breathed a sigh of relief in the mirror, but fortunately she was not seen by her mother.

I don't know when these conditions on my face will disappear. If I go to school like this, I will definitely be questioned by Fu Xi and the others.

Ning Jia left her bicycle at the door of her house, saving her a lot of time.

Arriving at the noodle shop at the usual time, the boss told her that someone had already done the work for her, and said that the wages would be credited to her account.

Different from the usual tiredness, Yu Huanxi walked out of the noodle shop easily today, thinking how to thank Ning Jia, and reminding him only this time.

The first and second classes this morning are math exams.

Teacher Zhu arrived at the battlefield in high spirits, holding a brand new bamboo stick in his hand.

"Students, please prepare well before the exam. The exam papers will be distributed soon. I would like to remind everyone that if you find cheaters, you will never be lightly forgiven. Please take care of your exam papers."

With dark circles under her eyes, Lin Xia lay listlessly on the table, reviewing all night, brushing questions for three hours, just to get a score of 95 or higher on the test.

I hope so.

Turning her head, Lin Xia's eyes lit up, "Huanxi, why are your dark circles heavier than mine? And they're swollen."

Yu Huanxi said in a spirited manner: "I stayed up late last night to review math."

Lin Xiasheng said indifferently: "You are a person who is close to full marks and still work so hard. What qualifications do I have for not working hard?"

In the future, I will review the key knowledge every night, and I will brush up the questions every night!
Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, she will definitely advance to become a half-scholar!
"You were sleeping when I arrived in the classroom. Why did you go last night? You have so many dark circles under your eyes." Taking advantage of the gap between passing the test papers, Song Chengyu reached out to pat Fu Mo Nian to wake him up, with a look of wretchedness in his eyes.

The broken hair in front of his forehead was messy, Fu Mo Nian rubbed it in a daze, lowered his head and said hoarsely: "Review the math and strive for full marks in the exam."

The corners of Song Chengyu's mouth twitched. A figure of the god of learning is still working so hard. How can a student like him with mediocre grades live?
(End of this chapter)

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