The next day, as soon as Xia Qianqian entered Zhuxian Academy, she was stopped by Yu Yinghua, pulled to a corner and gave her a piece of paper.

Xia Qianqian opened the paper and took a look. Ten questions about medicinal herbs were listed on the paper.

She was a little confused, "Sir, are you trying to test me?"

"No, no!"

Yu Yinghua said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Who makes your medical skills so superb? Yesterday, my father and I hurried back home and found that the boy was spreading false news."

When she said this, she looked at Xia Qianqian secretly, "We found out it was fake, so we rushed back to Juwang Building. It's a pity that you left."

"My father was very upset. He still had doubts about several issues. I held him down forcibly, so he didn't bother you in your house."

She blinked at Xia Qianqian, "Tell me, who's way are we blocking? We need to spread false news and purposely remove us?"

Could it be that cuttlefish did this thing?

His current behavior is becoming more and more childish.

Xia Qianqian murmured in her heart.

"How do I know?" She quickly changed the subject, "When do I need this answer?"

"As soon as possible, it is best if you take the time to answer it for me later. I will send someone back. The maid in the mansion is waiting behind me."

"So anxious?"

"I'm very anxious."

"Is this all his problem?"

"Not all." Yu Yinghua's eyes fell on the piece of paper, "My father is very obsessed with the research of medicinal materials. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have written down all the questions he had for decades.

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Yu Yinghua asked curiously: "Do you really know how to answer every question on this paper?"

"Absolutely." When you should be humble, you still have to be humble.

"Sir, I'm going to write now." She raised the paper in her hand and went to the Guizhou calligraphy class.

As soon as she arrived at the classroom, the huge classroom suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Xia Qianqian was suspicious. She glanced around at everyone and found that everyone was looking at her quietly, their eyes full of inquiry and caution.

Wang Yueyue greeted her, "Hi! Qianqian, you're here."

Xia Qianqian nodded slightly, sat down in her seat, and took out the pen and paper from her schoolbag.

She spread out a large white paper again, followed the order of the question paper, and began to write to answer questions.

In half a cup of tea, she wrote the answer, let the paper dry, walked out of the school door, and waved to someone not far away.

A little maid came forward and bowed respectfully, "Hello, Miss Xia. This is my Miss Yu, please wait here."

Xia Qianqian handed her the white paper roll in her hand, "This is the answer, please send it back."

Returning to her seat, she sat down obediently and glanced around the classroom.

Ren Yuanyuan still didn’t come to class.

Huang Meimei looked at her with a mixture of jealousy and envy. It was really complicated.

On weekdays, the classroom is very noisy during the free time before class.

Three women in one scene, this group of teenage girls can't help but chatter all day long, even in class.

Today, during the free time before class, everyone was sitting neatly. When their eyes met, their eyes fell on her, looking at her closely.

Xia Qianqian leaned back on the table and whispered: "Wang Yueyue, did anything happen while I was away?"

"Yes, it's a bit." When Wang Yueyue opened her mouth, she stuttered a little, as if she had something to hide.

"What's the matter?" She looked back at the eyes that were scrutinizing her one by one, "Does it have to do with me?"

"It's related."

"I don't know anything about me, but they know about it first? Tell me about it?" She was very gossipy, as if the thing she wanted to inquire about had nothing to do with her.

Wang Yueyue hesitated and whispered: "I wonder who is sending a private message, saying... that you live next to Mr. Mo and were raised by him?"

Just such a small thing.

"We live next to each other." Xia Qianqian didn't mind, "Being raised by him? There is some discrepancy in this news."

Xia Qianqian deliberately raised her voice, "I run a shop, farm and set up stalls, and I save people when I have nothing to do. The money I earn is enough to support a family."

"I support myself, why should anyone else support me?"

"When it comes to raising him, Mr. Mo goes to Xia's house all day long to eat. If word spreads, I should be the one raising him. Why should I confuse right and wrong?"

She admitted the gossip openly and openly, which shattered the outlook of these little girls.

Wang Yueyue behind her became even more anxious, and lowered her voice to remind: "Qianqian, it's not a matter of who raises whom now, but whoever raises whom, once your relationship is confirmed, it will be very unpleasant for others to hear about it."
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That’s right!

Ancient people seemed to reject master-disciple relationships.

But...

Xia Qianqian's eyes clarified and she emphasized every word: "Mr. Mo is about the same age as me. He is Mr. Mo in the academy and Young Master Mo outside the academy. If he is willing to marry me, I am willing to marry him. Why not? Why should I?"

Do you care what others think?"

"Xia Qianqian, how could you say such shameless words!"

Huang Meimei, who had been suppressing her anger, finally burst out, "Mr. Mo is such a beautiful and handsome man. It was you who eagerly followed him and used your charming skills to make him upset. How dare you show up in front of everyone?"

Talking about this matter openly and openly in front of others is really shameless."

Xia Qianqian stood up suddenly and asked word for word: "Huang Meimei, what is the art of foxy charm in your mouth?"

Huang Meimei was stunned: "..."

Xia Qianqian's appearance is clear and dewy, and her appearance is nothing but delicate. Even if she is said to be charming, her appearance alone cannot be justified.

There are many people in Zhuxian Academy who are more beautiful than her.

"How do I know about your charming skills?" Huang Meimei muttered unwillingly.

"You don't know why you are telling lies."

"What I said is not a lie. It's just your charming virtue...you..."

Last time, Huang Meimei and Xia Qianqian had a fight, but they were at a disadvantage and felt suffocated in their hearts.

Last time, she was chased down by the maid from Yunlan Villa. She was chased along the way, causing the carriage to overturn, and she escaped in embarrassment.

It happened that all the young masters who were passing by saw his miserable appearance.

She was extremely upset.

Moreover, when she returned to the academy, she heard all about Xia Qianqian's brilliant performance at the flower viewing party and met His Highness the Xian Wang. She became even more angry and courageous.

Today, if she doesn't have another fight with Xia Qianqian, her heart won't be able to hold on any longer.

Unexpectedly, she was so angry that she started yelling and cursing, while the person opposite had a calm face and silently listened to her scolding.

There is nothing like this when you punch hard and hit a ball of cotton.

"Xia Qianqian, you..." When she was about to roar, she saw Xia Qianqian purse her lips and reveal a meaningful smile.

At the same time, on the corridor at the entrance of Guizi Class, several figures came slowly and filed in.
Chapter completed!