What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Chapter 124 Why?! Why?

Nanhuai Middle School.

Qin Fuyao slept for nine hours and then got up late. When he walked to school, the clock pointed to half past seven and the morning reading class had already ended.

Good news: I didn’t see Sister Xu, the follower.

Qin Fuyao was acting sneakily at first, but when he saw that there was no teacher, he immediately straightened his back and strode into the classroom.

Then, he greeted the student sitting behind him who was studying hard: "Good morning, Mr. Si."

"?!" Situ Jinghong raised his lifeless eyes. "What good morning? Who invented good morning?"

Qin Fuyao said bluntly: "Hehe, I'm fine."

"No heehee."

"Of course you're fine. How can it be fine to sleep until you wake up naturally? If I were to sleep, I'd be fine too." Situ Jinghong's resentment was greater than that of a ghost.

How can one not go crazy at school?

How can a Monday not be crazy?

I want to live to this year first in my life hahahahahaha…

Tang Qingya turned her head and called out, "Fuyao, Fuyao."

"What's wrong?" Qin Fuyao looked over.

"I heard that the monthly exam award ceremony for senior high school students will be cancelled, and only the first, second, and third mock exams will be retained."

"Well, then what?"

“???!” How can you be so calm?

Tang Qingya lowered her voice, pursed her lips, and said in an unhappy tone, "Don't you think it's too much? When Class 3 was first, why didn't you say anything about canceling the awards ceremony for the monthly exam? Now that you've got first place, what do you mean by canceling it? Do you think others are fools just because they don't get angry?"

"Damn it! They're totally in cahoots with each other. I'm so angry I want to go to their graves and pull out the weeds so that no more smoke will rise from their ancestral graves."

The students in Class 11 were still waiting to show off at the award ceremony, but as luck would have it, the school quietly cancelled the award ceremony for the senior high school monthly exam.

Why?! Why?

"Don't be angry!" Qin Fuyao shrugged slightly and said with a smile: "It's good not to have it. If you have time to attend the award ceremony, you might as well spend more time on studying. What you learn is what you earn."

"Have you written in your English diary today?"

Tang Qingya was about to rant about everything in a righteous manner, but when she heard the word "English diary", she immediately stopped talking.

An Si Du Ji said: "I am writing now."

It’s really good to go to school. I don’t learn much knowledge, but at least I don’t get angry a lot.

The small group of Class 11 waited for their chance.

"What's wrong with Qin Fuyao today? Is he playing it off? He only came after morning reading."

"That's too much! It's Monday!"

"Even if she didn't come, she'd still be number one (crying with laughter!)"

"I have a friend who really envies that damn girl Qingya who talks to Qin Fuyao every day. How about kicking the student council and Qingya out of the group chat? It's not that I have a problem with them, it's just that my friend's body is a little uncomfortable, hahaha (laughing and crying!)"

"Honestly, this school is pretty mean. They canceled the monthly exam awards ceremony for no reason, making it impossible for me to act in front of Class 3."

"It seems that the homeroom teacher of Class 3 asked the school to cancel it."

"It's so funny, you just can't stand our class, okay?"

"I heard that the homeroom teacher of Class 3 is planning to transfer Qin Fuyao to Class 3."

“???!”

"Is this true? Don't spread rumors and make people panic."

"Why are you so anxious? Didn't you hate Qin Fuyao in the beginning?"

"Things are different now. Stop slandering everyone in the group. Just ask yourself, who liked that crazy bitch Qin Fuyao back then?"

"You're so brave! You actually dared to call Sister Yao a crazy woman? I'll take a screenshot and send it to Sister Yao."

"? You bastard."

"Wow! The people in my class are so city-like!"

"This is so funny! What if Qin Fuyao really goes to Class 3?"

"What should I do? What should I do? I really can't leave Qin Fuyao. Without her in our class, who can I pay attention to every day? Tell me what to do?"

"If you are sick, go get treatment."

"Sister Xu didn't come this morning. Was she arguing with Class 3's homeroom teacher? She's fighting for Qin Fuyao's ownership."

"Dude... isn't your imagination a bit overly vivid?"

"Qin Fuyao: Huh? What am I?"

"None of you are reliable. I'm not going to talk anymore. I'm going to continue studying."

“It’s hard to fill wisdom teeth.”

"Seconded."

"Seconds."

This heated chat ended in a bad mood.

As if to confirm their guess, the atmosphere in Class 3 was terribly low.

Forty-five-year-old teacher Cao Nianmei was standing on the podium.

The subject he taught was English. He had a square face and was serious. He wore a neat shirt and trousers, and his black and white hair was combed meticulously. He looked like someone owed him tens of millions.

Having taught in Nanzhong for more than ten years, Cao Nianmei has always taught the best-performing classes since the annual division of the first grade of high school. The top student in every grade is always in his class.

But this year something unexpected happened.

An unknown poor student from Class 11 took the top spot twice in a row.

If cheating once was cheating, what about twice? This was unprecedented in Nanzhong, and it was undoubtedly a slap in their face.

Cao Nianmei drummed his fingers on the table and criticized harshly, "Your attitude towards studying has been getting more and more lazy lately."

"Is it because the first place isn't in our class?"

The words fell.

There was silence in the classroom.

"I've repeatedly stressed to you that you shouldn't be affected by Qin Fuyao's grades and should focus on your own studies."

"Actually! You guys are even more excited than Class 11 in discussing things in the classroom all day long. I don't even want to say that your results in the third monthly exam are terrible. If the class next door works harder, they will catch up with your average score sooner or later." Cao Nianmei said with regret, feeling a dull pain in his head.

These children are too impetuous. Any little disturbance will affect their learning attitude and enthusiasm. Now that they have been hit by such a "serious" external blow, I'm afraid it will take them a while to adjust.

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.

It’s not that they are too lazy to refute, but because the teacher is stating the facts and they can’t refute it at all.

Especially after seeing that Class 11 had corrected their collective attitude towards learning and also motivated Classes 9 and 10, their already unhappy mood became even worse. Now only Li Jinyan's enthusiasm for learning was getting stronger and stronger.

A second place that doesn’t want to be first is not a good second place.

Sometimes Cao Nianmei really didn't know what kind of messed up things were going on in these kids' heads...

tired.

He calmed down his temper, which threatened to get out of control at any moment, glanced at the students below him, and said, "Since you all like to discuss the number one so much, I will find a time to invite the number one to our class so that you can discuss it face to face and exchange your learning experiences."

The words have not yet fallen.

The whole class was in an uproar, and immediately there were many different opinions.

Someone questioned, "No way? Why did they let Qin Fuyao transfer to our class?"