The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Jiang Mengmeng giggled, "The truth is that I haven't finished my junior high school knowledge yet, the lie is that I have finished my studies, and now I am learning high school knowledge, oh, yes."

Jiang Mengmeng pointed to the paper that was collected and said, "It's me too, because I ate Zhang Yuxi's buns, we exchanged at equal value, and there was no speculation."

Well, Mom and Dad told her to keep a low profile, and if she doesn't want to lie, just correct the real and the fake. Anyway, it's all the truth, but it's just the opposite.

Ming Dazhao: ...Did I say you are speculating again?Respond very quickly.

Being protected by his younger self, Zhang Zemin was embarrassed, "Teacher, this is my problem, and it has nothing to do with Jiang Mengmeng."

Ming Dazhao clicked his tongue, "Okay, I didn't say anything to make me seem like a bad person, but Jiang Mengmeng, although you are young, you should not eat in class from now on. Do you know how this will affect other students?"

Jiang Mengmeng nodded obediently, "From now on, I will eat before class and after class."

Ming Dazhao: ...OK, OK.

"Zhang Zemin, I see that you are doing a question. Have you learned the knowledge of the first year of junior high school?" Ming Dazhao looked at Zhang Zemin and asked.

Zhang Zemin scratched his head, "I just learned a little bit, my uncle came back and previewed it for me in advance."

Ming Dazhao nodded, "In the future, you still have to listen carefully to the lectures. If you learn in advance, listening to the lectures later will also consolidate your knowledge."

Zhang Zemin nodded.

Ming Dazhao was very satisfied to see the two people who knew their mistakes and could correct them, "You go back first, Jiang Mengmeng stays."

Zhang Zemin was taken aback for a moment, then glanced sympathetically at the well-behaved Jiang Mengmeng, and then ran away.

Jiang Mengmeng tilted her head and asked curiously, "Teacher, are you staying with me to ask questions?"

Ming Dazhao was taken aback and then nodded, "The title of your paper is very good. You have considered all aspects of knowledge, and there are some high points, so I would like to ask where you bought this paper from?"

Jiang Mengmeng became arrogant, her little paw lifted her trousers, proudly puffed out her chest, and raised her head, "I'm coming."

Well, Dabao said, the sign-in system so the prizes are all hers, although she didn't give the paper, but she signed it, so in summary, the key point is that she gave it.

Ming Dazhao: ......

"The teacher is not joking."

Jiang Mengmeng blinked and said seriously, "I'm not joking either, Mengmeng doesn't like to laugh with others."

Ming Dazhao's temples were twitching. He took out a few test papers from the cabinet next to him and said, "Come on, you don't have to go to class in the morning. Just finish these papers."

Jiang Mengmeng pouted, not wanting to do the test paper.

Ming Dazhao looked at her wrinkled face and laughed, "I'll finish it ahead of time, and go back to eat after school early."

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes lit up, "Really? You can leave after finishing?"

Ming Dazhao nodded.

Jiang Mengmeng's face was full of smiles, and she reluctantly said, "Okay then."

Ming Dazhao was satisfied, and he was preparing for the third class with his books between his hands. It's not that he didn't believe Jiang Mengmeng's words. He is a math teacher who prefers ideal thinking, so seeing is believing.

Jiang Mengmeng sat on the bench, happily dangling her short legs. After flipping through the papers back and forth with her little paws, she lowered her head and began to write.

Well, the kind without thinking at all, it feels like graffiti at will.

The Chinese teacher who had just finished class came over curiously, and couldn't move his feet after a glance.

This baby's handwriting is really beautiful, although the wrist is weak and a little immature, but overall it is very good.

Jiang Mengmeng only looked up curiously, and after realizing that it was the Chinese teacher, she continued to write.

In the end, the other teachers in the office who were not in class moved small benches, and happily began to correct the papers that Jiang Mengmeng had finished writing.

The culprit who caused the teacher's quarrel had long since fled.

As soon as Ming Dazhao came back from class, he was dumbfounded, "No, Lao Li, what are you doing in my seat? Oh, Jiang Mengmeng is here."

"Don't look for it, Jiang Mengmeng has already jumped home." The person called Lao Li is also a math teacher, but he is not in the first class. He is envious of the large number of bright signs up and down. What luck, there is a gifted student in the class."

Ming Dazhao was taken aback, and randomly grabbed other papers, all of which were marked with check marks, and waited angrily for the smiling teachers, "Why don't you leave one for me?"

All the teachers touched their noses, "Hey, I'm not envious of you."

A group of people who are purely engaged in learning talk about jealousy openly, but there is no trace of jealousy on their faces, but the joy of discovering a genius.

This is a future star.

Lao Li smiled, "The final exam papers of the third year of the first year of last year were almost full marks. The students who graduated last year didn't have full marks, right?"

Ming Dazhao shook his head helplessly, "This kid actually lied to me."

Old Li was curious, "What did you lie to?"

Ming Dazhao shook his head and refused to say any more. Since the students themselves didn't want to say anything, he, the teacher, naturally helped to keep it secret.

Jiang Mengmeng didn't know that she had lost all her knowledge with her homeroom teacher, and now she was still happily running home.

It's only less than ten o'clock in the morning, and she's going to school at two o'clock in the afternoon, so she can sleep soundly on the bed at home.

In the room, Bai Mei was pouring dark rice and was shocked when she saw her daughter.

Also stunned was Jiang Mengmeng.

Smelling the burnt smell in the air, Jiang Mengmeng's whole little face wrinkled together.

"Cough, that girl was an accident." Baimei put the pot on the table, wiped her hands and smiled, "Why is this time coming back? Girl, are you skipping class?"

Jiang Mengmeng put her arms around her mother's neck and giggled, "No, the class teacher gave me the paper, and I'll return it when I'm done."

"Mom, what are we having for lunch today?" Jiang Mengmeng looked at her mother with round eyes.

Come back from school for dinner.

Baimei interrupted and changed the subject, asking, "How did you do in the exam?"

Jiang Mengmeng blinked, "It's okay, so-so, except for Chinese, it should be full marks, so when should we eat, mom?"

Going home without food is a terrible thing.

Bai Mei: ...Why do you just want to eat it?

"Well, girl, your father won't come back today, so our meal today...how about you wait a while? Mom, go and try it. My cooking noodles are pretty good."

Jiang Mengmeng:......

Sure enough, her mother is unreliable when her father is not at home.

"In that case, mother, let's go to the state-run restaurant for dinner? It's still early and we can still grab good food." The little fat man's eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

Baimei's heart was moved, "Your father is not at home, so it's not good for the two of us to eat?"

Jiang Mengmeng waved her hands happily, "It's okay, let's pack it for Dad after eating."

Baimei's eyes lit up, she was fine, she turned around and asked the father to find her daughter, well, it was the daughter's idea.