Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

Mo Qi: "Me."

Li Li looked at her complicatedly.

In the eyes of many teachers, Mo Qi is a three-good student, well-behaved, sensible, and serious in his studies.She just became good friends with the most troublesome student in the school, and no one knew if she would protect Han Jiahui.

"Ms. Li, there was a power outage at around 10:30 last night, and I was locked in the teaching building all night, so that matter must not be as simple as everyone thinks."

Li Li and Han Jiahui showed surprised expressions at the same time: "Are you locked in the teaching building?"

After asking, Li Li frowned and looked at Han Jiahui: "Aren't you drunk? How come you don't even know that your roommate hasn't returned to the dormitory? How much did you drink?"

"me……"

It can't be said that she didn't go to the studio to find someone because she knew that her best friend was with Lu Zong.And at that time, she was drinking with Ji Heng in the dormitory, and she died even worse when she told the story.

Han Jiahui looked at Mo Qi bitterly, feeling that the more she explained, the worse she would be.

She also had a headache. The school must not let the school know about Lu Zong and Ji Shao. Mo Qi: "Mr. Li, anyway, the studio has nothing to do with Jiahui. I can guarantee it with my character."

"And I believe she already knew she was wrong, and she will not dare to drink secretly in the dormitory again, please don't be angry."

Han Jiahui nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, I will definitely stop drinking from now on. Teacher Li must not let my family know."

Li Li said with a serious face, "No, if you don't punish her, how can you remember? Han Jiahui, you should go back first, even if you didn't do the studio, you can't just let the drinking go away like this."

"Teacher Li……"

With a dejected face, Han Jiahui walked out weakly, but she didn't leave immediately, but turned back and lay down at the door to eavesdrop.

I want to know how Li Li plans to deal with them.

In the office, Li Li looked at Mo Qi seriously, a little resentful: "Mo Qi, you know that the teachers value you very much, and I have told your mother more than once that your talent in painting , everyone thinks that your future is limitless. But..."

"But Han Jiahui is too out-of-the-ordinary. She is not a material for painting at all, and she often causes troubles in school. I advise you, stay away from her, and study hard is the most important thing."

Mo Qi frowned.

Li Li continued: "Your work will undoubtedly be selected for this art exhibition. Do you know Mr. Lu Zhong? He is a master of traditional Chinese painting. I recommended you to him, and he expressed his willingness to pay special attention to your work." If you are satisfied with the work, you will be accepted as a student, what a rare opportunity is this?"

"But the teacher hopes that during this period, you will stop mixing with Han Jiahui and prepare your works well. The school attaches great importance to this art exhibition, and it is very important to your future."

Mo Qi pursed her lips: "Got it."

"You go back first. The teacher believes that you did not do the work in the studio. As for the power outage and being locked in the teaching building, I will send someone to investigate. It may be that the building management made a mistake last night. Don't worry about it."

"It's Teacher Li."

When she turned around, she glanced at a figure running away from the window out of the corner of her eye, frowning slightly, and walked out of Li Li's office as if she didn't notice anything.

Han Jiahui was waiting for her at the stairs, with an aggrieved expression on Bala's face.

"Jiahui, why haven't you left yet?"

"I... heard it all."

Facing her, Mo Qi blinked her eyes hard twice. Han Jiahui, who was still a little bit lost at first, was slightly stunned, but suddenly remembered a game the three of their girlfriends had played before.

After a while, she raised her voice: "Qiqi, Teacher Li told you not to play with me, right? Isn't it just a bad game? You don't really listen to her, do you?"

Mo Qi didn't answer right away, but showed a hesitant expression: "Jiahui, I..."

"Speak up, is that some kind of art exhibition more important than our friendship? At worst, don't participate in it, so that no one will suspect that we have ulterior motives."

"I'm sorry Jiahui, this is a rare opportunity, I... I promised Teacher Li that I must participate."

"You, you are mad at me!"

After a disagreement, Han Jiahui turned around angrily, and ran down the stairs.

Mo Qi chased after a few steps, and finally stopped.

Just after they finished their quarrel, a figure quickly followed Han Jiahui and called her: "Student Jiahui."

The girl walking in front heard the shout and turned back in doubt: "Who are you?"

"My name is Xia Ke'er, I accidentally heard you and Mo Qi arguing just now, are you all right?"

Han Jiahui's eyes flickered slightly, and she snorted, "I don't want to mention her."

Hearing this, Xia Ke'er smiled inwardly, and took a few steps forward: "Are you guys arguing so badly? Everyone was envious before, Mo Qi has such a good friend as you."

"What do you want to say?"

"I, I just feel a little bit sorry for you. You treat her as your best friend and always support her when you need something, but she..."

Han Jiahui frowned: "But what?"

"But I care more about her future. If her work is really selected by a certain master, I probably won't play with you in the future." Seeing that she was silent and seemed to be moved by her own words, Xia Ke'er took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Actually, last night, I knew that she was the last person to leave the teaching building. When you left, there were still people in the studio."

"So destroying other people's works must not be done by you."

After two seconds of silence, Han Jiahui smiled at her: "Thank you, I didn't expect anyone to believe me."

Xia Ke'er: "If you want, we can be good friends."

"Really? Well, after talking to you, I feel much better. Shall I treat you to dinner at noon?"

"Well, then let's leave a contact information for each other and see you at noon."

After waving goodbye to Xia Ke'er, the smile on Han Jiahui's face gradually disappeared, and she rubbed her chin with her fingers, showing an expression of thinking.

She is not from the art department, how did she know that there were other people in the classroom when she left?
Wanting to understand clearly, Han Jiahui started hanging out with Xia Ke'er, and only Mo Qi and Mi Lai ate alone at noon.

The latter frowned and asked, "Where's Jiahui?"

"Say she has an appointment."

"Young Master Ji?"

Apart from him, Mi Lai couldn't think of anyone for whom the girl would not have dinner with the two of them.

Mo Qi shook her head, "I don't know."

Feeling something was wrong, Mi Lai frowned: "What's wrong with you two?"

"No."

"Oh."

After lunch, Mo Qi still had a dazed expression, but she didn't say anything, and Mi Lai wasn't the type to ask questions, so he could only watch her leave from the other side of the playground, and each went to the teaching building.

This scene quickly reached Ji Ya's ears, and she smiled: "Really?"

"Yeah, sure enough there was a quarrel, and it was serious."