"Mu Qiao is the first place in the entire grade of this year's draft test. Except for the deducted three-point composition test paper, the rest are full marks." Teacher Yang was excited to announce Mu Qiao's score to everyone.

She clearly remembered that Mu Qiao was admitted to Pudong Middle School with excellent grades, and this time, her excellent grades once again refreshed her understanding of Mu Qiao.

As early as before the exam, she noticed that Mu Qiao was reading, taking notes and studying in her spare time.

"Student Mu Qiao, come up and take your test paper back. The rewards and punishments of our school are clear. Mu Qiao and Song Yanzhi also asked you to notify your parents to come over. We will give you a commendation in front of your parents. This is also to allow your parents to supervise you better and achieve better results next time." Teacher Yang's tone became softer when he spoke to them.

But at this moment, Lu Wenpei slapped the table and stood up, with his pale face, picked up the test paper and said to Teacher Yang: "Teacher Yang, this is not my test paper."

A group of students in the back row stared at the test paper in Lu Wenpei's hand. The three red thorny numbers were clearly visible.

The class beauty in their class actually got 25% of the exam!

Some girls who didn't like Lu Wenpei's usual domineering behavior suddenly shouted: "The class beauty actually got 25 years old."

"Oh my God, it's impossible for a class to take such a low exam."

"Is it because of the malfunction?"

"I heard that she came from our excellent class, but in fact she couldn't even get in the waiting class."

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Those unsightly words repeatedly hit Lu Wenpei's proud heart. The popular "princess" did not allow others to humiliate herself like this. She suddenly turned around, glared at the students behind her, and shouted: "Look clearly, this is not my test paper, this is not mine. Someone must have deliberately transferred my test paper. Yes, someone transferred my test paper."

"Teacher Yang, I want to see my father. Where is he now?"

"You said someone had transferred your test papers, but I want to ask who dared to transfer your test papers to others under the nose of your father's vice principal." In the classroom, a loud and low male voice directly penetrated the crowd's discussion.

The students in the classroom turned to look at the last row of the third group.

Song Yanzhi stood up, put his hands into his trouser pockets, leaned against the blackboard behind him, turned his head slightly, and a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

As everyone looked at him, he sniffed.

Lu Wenpei's face turned even redder because Song Yanzhi made fun of herself. She felt like an ugly duckling at this moment.

Yes, who dares to change the test papers under her father's nose? Isn't that a big joke?

Lu Wenpei felt wronged, tore up the test papers in his hand and rushed out of the classroom quickly.

Mu Qiao sneered, raised his hand and touched the bottle on his neck, and asked secretly: Youyou, what have you done?

Youyou said: "Mama, in order to make her blank scroll, I have died a lot of brain cells. Moma, am I very powerful? Please praise me."

Mu Qiao's mouth twitched: As a top student, would my future son be a poor student?

After returning from the exam for 25 years, he still dared to seek credit from her.
Chapter completed!