Xuanyi boss, she won in a wealthy family

Chapter 97 [97] Youthful vigor, that is, it should be retracted freely
Cao Juming, who was outside the house, hadn't said a word since the incident happened. When he saw Qi Ming leaving in frustration, he made a childish voice that didn't match his age as if picking something up.

"Yo——" Cao Juming said, "Ms. Qi just left, don't you want to sit for a while longer?"

Qi Ming slapped the folder on his head.

"Miscalculation."

Cao Juming walked into the classroom when he disappeared from sight.

This class is a self-study class. Other classes generally use the title of "self-study" to write test papers, with only eighteen exceptions.

They worshiped Ling Qi under the title of "self-study".

Every time she turned around and looked at Ling Qi, her attitude towards study would be corrected for no reason.

The students in the class worked together to send Qi Ming away, and seeing Cao Juming come back, the excitement in their hearts had not subsided.

Clearly, Ling Qi's refusal to transfer was a matter of Ling Qi alone, but they felt as if Class [-] had won a battle.

comfortable.

Cao Juming supported the podium with both hands and patted it a few times.The multimedia podium was in disrepair for a long time, with rusty edges, and it was slapped a few times, making a dull sound.

"Students, keep quiet in the self-study class. The mid-term exam is coming soon, everyone strives to get a good ranking."

Cao Juming looked towards the end: "Squad leader, manage the class order, collect all the test papers that everyone ordered before get out of class ends, and move them to my office."

After finishing speaking, Cao Juming walked away briskly, and handed over the small world behind him to these young children.

For the whole class, under Ji Ting's coercion, the class was completely silent. 10 minutes before get out of class ended, Ji Ting knocked on the table one by one to collect the test papers.

When leaving with the test paper in hand, there was a shallow noise in the class, but it disappeared spontaneously within a minute.

After class, Hou Xuechun and Jiang Rong ran to her desk, pushed Jiang Su away, and stood next to Ling Qi.

Hou Xuechun said: "Ling Qi, I like you so much."

Ling Qi was taken aback by this sudden confession, and when she saw Hou Xuechun's nympho, she smiled slightly: "Little beauty, why are you so sentimental all of a sudden?"

Hou Xuechun hugged her shoulders and shook: "Ling Qi, the midterm exam is coming, can I ask you to help me make up lessons?"

Ling Qi raised her eyes to look at her, and then glanced at Jiang Rong who was full of expectations. She didn't think there was anything to ask about this matter, so she readily agreed: "Okay, you can ask any questions you have."

Jiang Rong blinked twice: "Can I do it too?"

Ling Qi nodded.

Immediately, she harvested two little fluffy heads in her arms.

Holding one in each hand, Ling Qi felt that her energy and spirit had improved this day.

"Go back, sort out the questions you don't know, and tell you after class."

Hou Xuechun hugged Ling Qi's face and kissed her loudly.

Then he smiled and sat back in his seat with Jiang Rong.

Jiang Su, who was pushed aside by the two girls, looked at this scene, and said "cut" sourly: "Sister Ling, you are really likable."

"You like it too?"

"Of course I like it." Jiang Su answered, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately retorted: "Don't get me wrong, the liking I said is that kind of liking, not that kind of liking."

Jiang Su scratched his ears and fished his gills, unable to explain, and was so anxious to jump.

When Ji Ting came back from the office, he saw him scurrying in the back row like a monkey, and he stepped forward to pull him to sit down: "What are you doing? Do you have ADHD?"

Jiang Su was still in a hurry to organize his words and explain to Ling Qi, but the explanation became more and more chaotic.

Ling Qi wiped her face, thanking herself for her high level of Chinese, she glanced at Jiang Su: "Okay, I get it, don't jump around like a monkey."

Jiang Su let out a groan, showing that it took less than a minute for Shuang to beat the eggplant, and he tentatively approached Ling Qi again: "Sister Ling, why don't you go to class one?"

"Didn't I say it, it's comfortable here."

"Sister Ling, why are you so good at studying? I don't think so."

Ling Qi tilted her head, adhering to the basic virtue of "being helpful" that high school students should have, and fed him a sentence of chicken soup: "Learning is dominated by people, and the environment and atmosphere are best just embellishments. Just like if I want to learn, here Or in the first class, it doesn’t make any difference. Jiang, if you don’t understand the purpose of learning, just wait to understand it while studying, and gradually understand it in “doing” if you don’t understand it when you ‘think’. It takes a long time to understand things, But before that, you must at least keep your life on track—"

As she said that, Ling Qi knocked on the table next to her. On the table was a history test paper with only her name written on it.She continued: "For example, don't score 250 in the college entrance examination. You may understand the truth when you die, but you can correct your life track now."

After finishing speaking, Ling Qi felt that she must have read too many political books recently, she came back to her senses, and was made to have goosebumps by her words.

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want."

Ji Ting silently listened to the conversation between her and Jiang Su, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, full of youthful arrogance.

He dragged Jiang Su with a dull face, as if he had been transformed by the Buddha: "Do you understand, the translation is, I want you to study hard and improve every day."

"Oh."

By the time Jiang Su reacted, he had already written half of the paper with his fingers.

Ling Qi finished the last Olympiad question bank at hand, and waited boredly for school to be over.

Suddenly, she remembered something and looked at Ji Ting: "Aren't you and Jiang Su in charge of the football match in our school? Why is there no news now?"

Ji Ting hooked his shoulders, frowned slightly, and then let go in a blink of an eye: "Cancelled."

"why?"

Jiang Su sighed, and interjected: "A few children in the team were ordered by their parents to leave the team to focus on their studies, and Brother Ji is not physically able to do strenuous exercise. After thinking about it, let's forget it."

Ling Qi was amused, remembering the minutiae of their conversation before, and asked: "That's the end of the competition with Jun Yao?"

Ji Ting pressed Jiang Su's head and asked him to continue writing the test paper, and then answered Ling Qi: "Following you, a top student who refreshed the results of the Mathematical Olympiad, we all discovered that when we were students, studying seemed to be more crushing than football games. foot."

Ling Qi smiled lightly, nodded her head and looked back, her eyes lingered between the Mathematical Olympiad book and the history and politics book, she suddenly raised her chin, the setting sun outside the house shone on her body, suddenly dyed with thousands of orange lights.

She thought that youthful vigor should be controlled freely.

After school, Hou Xuechun and Jiang Rong hugged her and asked her some knowledge points. She answered them one by one and patiently extended them.

After finishing speaking, Ling Qi walked out of the school with her backpack hooked on her shoulders. A black luxury car was parked across the road.

There are quite a few wealthy second generations in Beijing No. [-] Middle School, and there are many luxury cars coming and going, but there are not many like the one opposite Haocheng.

There were many beauties surrounding the car, as if they were waiting for an opportunity to catch a rich man.

The scene not long ago suddenly popped up in my mind, the same beauties were surrounded by the car, and they were choked away by her.

Ling Qi shook off the messy things in her mind, walked straight over, opened the door and got in the car.

On it is the half-crippled Luo Xundu.

Without Huo Fengyi, Ling Qi lowered her eyes, remembering that the man was still lying on the bed.

Seeing Ling Qi, Luo Xundu didn't have the slightest impatient and irritated expression on his face. He approached Ling Qi and pointed to the phone: "This thing, do I really have to get to A-level?"

Ling Qi glanced at the interface of the "Me" software on his mobile phone. In front of it were questions related to various aspects. They were not choices or judgments. They were all long answers. The software would judge the person's medical level based on the answers he gave.

The background of the software is still the snake stick, and the bright red color renders the entire interface.

It was as if some glimmers of hope emerged from the bloody wind.

"Let's do it, check the places that need to be checked carefully."

Luo Xundu looked at the software and frowned.

His medical academic level is really high among the peers, not because he boasted, before meeting Ling Qi, few of his peers could compare to him.

But this software is like a dull hammer, smashing his academics and standards to pieces.

What crooked diseases, what nonsense injections.

Luo Xundu complained, but also marveled at the professional depth of this software.

The software detects the flaws in his answers, even if they are small and inconspicuous, it will be bolded and marked in red, and then give the correct answer, and even a comparison between the correct answer and the mistakes he made.

He can guarantee that the answers to questions anywhere else can only be said to be reference answers, because there will be mistakes.

And the answer given by this software will only be "accurate answer".

The technology involved in this software is horrifying, and Luo Xundu admits that he is a frog in a well.

He spoke suddenly, angry at his shallowness, and sighed: "The developer of this software must not be an individual."

Suddenly being cueed, Ling Qi tilted her head: "Huh?"

　Good night, go to bed early~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)