Chapter 2000
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"The exam this time wasn't difficult. Our class's average score was 110 points and the highest score was 138 points. Our class representative, Luo Qingchen, did it." Gong Mubai's eyebrows moved slightly: "Other than the last two questions that were left blank, all the questions before were correct."
"Pa pa pa pa pa pa — —" A burst of warm applause sounded and everyone looked at her with eyes full of admiration.
"Amazing … Yesterday, when Qingchen wasn't feeling well, all the questions were correct!"
"I always felt that even though the class representative's grades were good, it wasn't good to this extent."
"Maybe because the teacher is handsome, the grades will slowly increase! This time, I scored 10 points more than last time! "
"That's true!"
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Perhaps it was because everyone was working hard for a common goal, not having those jealous classmates was the luckiest thing for an 18 year old.
"As for our class, a total of 3 people failed this time. The lowest score was 85 points." Gong Mubai looked at a corner not far away and said: "Guan Ziyang classmate, in the future, you should spend more time on your studies. You don't have to do things like 'Good Samaritan'."
At that moment, all the eyes in the class fell on Guan Ziyang. His face was flushed red as he clenched his fists tightly and lowered his head in shame.
Unwillingness to admit defeat spread from the bottom of his heart. He somewhat hated this teacher because he felt that not only did he not leave a good impression on his goddess, he was humiliated instead.
This hatred, he must find a chance to pay it back.
Because there was no class on Sunday afternoon, Luo Qingchen went to the milk tea shop next door to buy a large milk tea and went home to open the game.
Gong Mubai wasn't online. He should still be in the school office marking homework or preparing for class.
She opened the battlefield. When she was about to start a massacre, the private chat box suddenly flashed.
She opened it and saw that it was from her disciple who didn't chat with her for two days.
[Private chat] White Clothes Like Before: Master is online so early?
Luo Qingchen habitually opened his equipment. His combat power still didn't increase and his equipment was still in tatters.
Didn't he earn a lot of cloud coins from the bet that day? Why didn't he make equipment for himself?
[Private chat] Qingxia: En! There are no classes in the afternoon.
[Private chat] White Clothes Like Before: Don't you need to rest? =. =
[PM] Qingxia: Why did you educate your master! Today, I even signed a contract with my disciple. My disciple told me that I can slaughter everyone!
Luo Qingchen sent out this sentence for a long time, but the other party didn't respond until she was about to enter the battlefield. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! The private chat rang again.
[Private chat] White Clothes Like Before: Master, what do you think of Great God Mu Yue's contract? 0.0
Luo Qingchen, who was sitting in front of the computer, blinked and typed a line of words in confusion.
[PM] Qingxia: Are you a boy or a girl? Speak, are you coveting your master's Great God?
She sent out this sentence for a long time, but there was no response from the other party.
It wasn't until she came out of the battlefield that her eldest disciple gave her a short answer.
[Private chat] White Clothes Like Before: Male.
[PM] Qingxia: Do you like boys or girls? ^ (^ ^)
Luo Qingchen added a cute emoji at the end of the sentence to ease her disciple's inexplicable cold attitude!
[Private chat] White-clothed As Before: I like you.
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