Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

After Bian Yingning came out of school, she went to her five-star hotel to eat A5 Kobe sirloin steak before returning to Bian's house.

Suddenly, I don’t have to pay for food, and I still don’t feel used to it.

Bian Yingning thought that as soon as she stepped into the house, she saw a person standing up suddenly in the living room, glaring at her and shouting: "Bian Yingning, do you still know to come back?"

The visitor is wearing a slim v-neck ginger dress, her short curly hair in a retro style draws an arc in the air because of her movements, and the proud career line on her chest is also very eye-catching.

Aunt Zhuo didn't know where she came from, and she reminded her while giving her slippers, "Miss, Miss Hua is here to find you."

Bian Yingning: "..."

Then the big man stood there and called my name, she doesn't know if this man is looking for her, can you tell her some useful information.

"Hua Cancan, the third lady of the Hua family, there is also a big brother and a second sister above, and the Hua family's business is in the field of information media." The system uses brain waves to communicate with Bian Yingning.

"She and the original owner have been friends for many years, and they often work together. She is currently a sophomore in the Journalism Department of Haicheng University."

Oh, she actually learned the major she knew.

"Why didn't you answer my message or answer my call?" Hua Cancan said angrily and came over, Bian Yingning's eyes couldn't help falling on her trembling chest.

Is this a live 36D?

"What are you looking at? It's not yours!" Hua Cancan also noticed Bian Yingning's gaze, covered it with her hand, and stopped in her steps, as if she was afraid that Bian Yingning would pounce on her.

Bian Yingning changed her shoes, but she didn't know how to explain it, and wanted to walk in after passing her.

Since she came here, she didn't dare to go back to Bian's house to eat, because she was afraid that someone would find out that she had changed the core.She didn't touch the original owner's phone either, and just muted it.

She thought that as long as she didn't watch it, she didn't need to take over the original owner's social circle.

If this Hua Cancan is very familiar with the original owner, wouldn't it be easier for him to be discovered.

"Speak, don't you usually be good at babbling, why are you dumb today?" Hua Cancan said so much in a hurry and found that Bian Yingning didn't utter a word, so she couldn't help but look at her strangely.

"Oh," Bian Yingning sighed, "I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to socialize."

Hua Cancan rolled her eyes, grabbed her arm and looked at her head: "I heard that you were shot in the head in order to save that little bitch from the Shang family?"

Bian Yingning raised her hand to cover her hat: "Who did you listen to?"

"Who else is to say that your hotel's advertisements have been placed on her construction site. Doesn't this mean that the two of you are like sisters like your monk Qinghui?"

Bian Yingning stroked her chin: "Are you still going to the construction site?"

Hua Cancan: "..."

……

Mrs. Bian went out for a spa, Bian Yingning finally sent Hua Cancan away, rejected her invitation to have a drink together tonight, and finally took out the original owner's phone after returning to her room and closing the door.

When she sent messages to Shang Qinghui just now, she selectively ignored other unread messages.

Looking carefully now, there are so many people looking for her, the news is about to explode.

Tsk, I know so many people.

"Dear, here I suggest that the host should substitute himself into this world. The road to accumulating points is long, and it is not sure how long it will take.

If the host has been facing it with the attitude of an outsider, it will not be conducive to the completion of the task. "

In the quiet room, the system's words suddenly sounded.

Bian Yingning paused for a while while pulling the screen of the phone, but said nothing.

……

the next day.

Bian Yingning still had a lot of classes today.

Aunt Zhuo came to wake Bian Yingning up at seven o'clock in the morning. She was in charge of Bian Yingning's daily life and knew her class arrangement like the back of her hand.

Bian Yingning closed her eyes and sat up, sighing a long time.

Facts have proved that rich people have to learn knowledge.

In fact, her courses are still very full. After all, she has taken two courses, but the number of courses in the first few weeks is a little less.

When she arrived at the school, she randomly chose a seat in a corner and sat down, holding her face up to watch the teacher above who talked about the theory of wine management like a bible for more than an hour.

When it was time for the two-hour lecture, she finally couldn't hold on, and fell asleep as soon as she entered the auditorium.

This section is an administrative class that is taught twice every semester. Usually, several classes are taught together, and the content of the whole school is still the same.

Therefore, the classes in this class are very complicated, and they are arranged according to the time when there are no professional classes.

Surrounded by Shang Qinghui, he just walked to the corner of the corridor when the good sister beside him asked doubtfully, "Is that in front of you Bian Yingning?"

She looked up from the phone.

The person in front who was floating like a ghost, casually wearing a pair of jeans, a floral and green shirt, and a peaked cap, she knew even when it turned into ashes.

"We take lessons with them?" another sister asked.

One of them immediately took out his mobile phone to check the class schedule: "Fuck, I really went to school with their sophomore hotel manager."

Several people stopped at the same time and looked at Shang Qinghui.

Shang Qinghui put away her phone and raised her face: "Look at me, let's go."

Oh, what a joke, why don't you go to this class because she, Bian Yingning, is also here?

Shang Qingfen originally entered the classroom without looking sideways, but after entering, he pretended to be looking for a place and inspected the classroom.

Bian Yingning was not seen.

She frowned, and her baby-fat little face couldn't help puffing up.

Am I wrong? It shouldn’t be.

"Qingqing, let's sit in the back, it's fun to play with mobile phones." The sisters suggested.

Shang Qinghui nodded absently, and followed them to the back along the stairs.

Then I saw the Christmas tree lying in the corner with a peaked cap on.

"Sit over here." Shang Qinghui sat down on the two people diagonally behind Bian Yingning.

The sisters only respect Shang Qingfen, of course there is no objection.

Taking the opportunity of looking at the whiteboard, Shang Qinghui looked at Bian Yingning out of the corner of his eye.

Bian Yingning remained motionless as if dead.

……

One minute into the class, the respected old professor above was still analyzing the current global situation for everyone.

Shang Qingfen No.30 looked at Bian Yingning eight times, but Bian Yingning was still asleep.

She's not really dead, is she?

Shang Qinghui couldn't help guessing.

Just 10 minutes before the class break, everyone chatted and went to the toilet so noisy and she was still sleeping, even after so long without changing her position, the pig must turn over.

The injury on the head didn't heal, and accidentally caused complications, dizziness and drowsiness, and he was not as popular as himself, so he lay on his stomach in misery alone, and finally died quietly——

Shang Qinghui has already helped Bian Yingning think of her story.

"Let's find a classmate to answer this right or wrong question, and it's also a roll call."

The old professor above skillfully opened the small lottery software: "Now let's draw first... Well, there are sophomores in the alcohol management today, so let's draw the first class of alcohol management first."

The old professor nodded and started, and the numbers on the big screen began to scroll quickly. Everyone held their breath, for fear of being drawn to their student numbers.

"Oh, number 36, please get up and answer this question with the student number 36 of the wine management class."

What responded to the old professor was the silent classroom.

"Is this classmate not here?" The old professor took out the list and looked at it.

Shang Qinghui heard someone whispering: "Number 36? Is it Sister Ning? Is she here today? Is she still asking for leave?"

"I think I saw her coming."

"Why don't you tell the teacher that she has asked for leave?"

"No. 36, student Bian Yingning." The old professor above found the corresponding name.

When he pronounced the name, his expression was a little subtle, how did he get this one.

Ji Xiaoxue, who was sitting in the first row, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned around to look for Bian Yingning.

"Is that Miss Ning?"

"Seems to be."

In the midst of all the discussions, Bian Yingning was woken up in full view of everyone.

"Sister Ning, the teacher calls you to answer the question."

Administration courses are only taken twice a semester, and if you are caught absenteeism, you will fail the final semester.

If you fail to pass, you will have no credits, and this class is not easy to make up. If the teacher is serious, it will be very troublesome to graduate later.

Bian Yingning, who suffered from insomnia last night and is now sleeping in the dark, suddenly opened her eyes and stood up, but her eyes were still hazy and she couldn't see clearly.

She lowered her head, resting her index finger on her forehead, looking very calm.

Facing the burning eyes of the old professor who was staring at her and waiting for her to answer the question, he slightly parted his slightly dry red lips: "I choose A."

The old professor who has been teaching and educating people for many years looked at the right and wrong questions displayed on the screen again, and seemed to be reflecting on something.

Bian Yingning brushed her bangs with her index finger on her forehead.

Unexpectedly, I like A!

Isn't it just to answer questions? It's not just a matter of choosing one at random.

Huh?Why only hooks and crosses?

"Hey." After a leading sneer, the surrounding students burst into laughter, and even Bian Yingning's "famous name shook the sky" everyone couldn't control themselves at this time.

A delicate voice came from behind: "A? What A? Is the one on my body right?"

The voice was not loud, just enough for Bian Yingning to hear.

Bian Yingning turned her head and met Shang Qinghui's provocative apricot eyes.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm used to doing the questions. Now the right and wrong questions are usually right and wrong, choose A and choose B. I didn't see it clearly. I'm sorry." Bian Yingning didn't care about monk Qinghui first, she was polite explained to the teacher.

Everyone watched as she opened her eyes and spoke nonsense with the red marks on her face from sleeping.

……

After class, Shang Qinghui didn't move, she waited for Bian Yingning to come to her to fight back.

I just added insult to injury to her, and according to her temperament of revenge, I can't come and make gestures with her.

So, in the scene where everyone was packing up their things and preparing to leave, a whole row of girls in the penultimate row sat motionless.

Ji Xiaoxue ran up with her schoolbag on her back, her little face was full of excitement: "Sister, what a coincidence, we can go to class together."

Bian Yingning picked up her baotou and walked out with her without looking back, completely ignoring Shang Qinghui: "It's quite a coincidence."

She also didn't notice that the class was a hybrid class.

"Sister, are you going to eat now? Do you want to go together?"

What did Bian Yingning answer? Shang Qinghui couldn't hear it. The classroom was basically empty, and the sisters who followed her looked at each other. Seeing her calm baby face, no one dared to get up, and no one dared to make a sound.