Chapter 036 Longevity Association [13] Pretending to be a master, revealing the stuff in a second
"Mo Qing, stand up and answer this question."
Mo Qing glanced at the podium, without even looking at the blackboard, and answered directly: "No."
She answered confidently.
Min Chang was writing an answer quickly on the paper. When he heard Mo Qing's answer, he drew a stroke off the paper and flew to the table. He looked at Mo Qing in disbelief.
But Mo Qing was so arrogant that he didn't even stand up.
The classroom instantly fell into deathly silence, and the sound of gasping for air could be heard intermittently.
——Mo Qing dares to offend this teacher?
"You can't be so confident." The math teacher pushed up his glasses, his eyes clearly showing anger, "Not only did he not listen to the class, but he also disturbed other students. You don't have to listen to my class, just go and stand outside the classroom."
Mo Qing said cheerfully: "Okay."
Not only was she not embarrassed at all when she was called out and made to stand, she was actually a little impatient.
——It’s like a class that has had enough of this.
The whole class: "..." Good guy, this is the first time I've seen a student who doesn't take this teacher seriously at all.
Min Chang: "..." Should he challenge the teacher now, or should he stand with Mo Qing?
In full view of everyone, Mo Qing stood up, took the modern history on the table, left the classroom unhurriedly, and went to the corridor to read.
The math teacher's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing that the teacher was about to explode, Jiang Qiyi raised his hand and said first: "Teacher Lu, there is no need to waste time on her, we are all waiting to listen to the class."
This is a classroom after all, and since students have given their opinions, the teacher should continue teaching.
Although the math teacher was resentful, he could only endure it and let Mo Qing wander around in the corridor. He just pretended to be out of sight.
…
As soon as the class ended, the math teacher went to Song Yiyuan to report it, hoping that Song Yiyuan would take good care of Mo Qing.
Song Yiyuan said "Okay, okay", turned around and forgot about the matter, without saying a word to Mo Qing.
Mo Qing was able to skip class and find the history teacher directly in his class. Now he is just reading a book. He already deserves to be praised by him, okay?
*
The last class on Friday is physical education.
Classes 3 and 7 are taught together.
After half the class, it was time for free activities. Mo Qing was wandering around the campus. When he passed the statue of Yao Dexuan, he casually flicked a needle and the crack between the statue's brows became wider.
Mo Qinghuang went to the teaching building.
As soon as she arrived on the second floor, she heard a familiar voice and looked up.
Wen Yingxue was holding two books, and Jiang Qihui stood in front of her, blocking her way.
"Mr. Jiang, you respect yourself."
Wen Yingxue turned her back to Mo Qing, her expression could not be clearly seen, but her tone was cold and repulsive.
"Yingxue," Jiang Qihui showed no arrogance in front of Mo Qing, and kept his posture very low, "Brother, let me tell you the truth. Your parents have always been thinking about you. I don't expect you to recognize them. I just want to tell you the truth." I want to meet you..."
Jiang Qihui speaks with sincerity and sincerity, and every sentence is true to his feelings.
Wen Yingxue was unmoved: "Can you give way?"
Wen Yingxue's words of lowering his worth received such a response, Jiang Qihui looked quite unhappy: "Yingxue, I am your brother after all——"
"Feel sorry."
Wen Yingxue didn't wait for him to finish, and cut off his words in a gentle tone.
Jiang Qihui was startled and didn't know why.
The next moment, Wen Yingxue said politely: "No trash can be worthy of being related to me."
"Wen Yingxue!"
Jiang Qihui tore off his gentle disguise in one second and became furious.
He raised his finger and pointed at Wen Yingxue, about to curse angrily.
However, as soon as he took a breath, he saw Wen Yingxue twisting two of his fingers and folding them expressionlessly. The bones clicked, and the pain was interrupted.
Jiang Qihui was so painful that he almost lost his breath.
Wen Yingxue said calmly: "Please seek medical treatment in time."
"..."
Jiang Qihui was dumbfounded.
Seeing Wen Yingxue's smiling face, I felt chills running down my spine and goosebumps all over my body.
Wen Yingxue nodded to him, hugged the book and left with an elegant posture.
Jiang Qihui calmed down in severe pain for a long time, and raised his head with a grin on his face. Then he saw Mo Qing, who was leaning against the wall watching a show. His blood immediately surged up, and he was filled with unspeakable shame, anger and humiliation.
"What are you looking at!"
Jiang Qihui roared at Mo Qing and strode towards Mo Qing.
Mo Qing looked at him calmly.
Soon, Jiang Qihui approached, clenched his fist and punched Mo Qing. Mo Qing raised his leg and kicked Jiang Qihui accurately in the waist.
A powerful force struck, and before Jiang Qihui's fist even got close to Mo Qing, he felt his body bounce out like a kite with its string broken. By the time he came to his senses, he had already fallen down the stairs.
"Mo Qing, you don't want your life!"
Jiang Qihui was so thick-skinned that he fell so hard that he struggled to get up.
He raised his head, veins popped out, and he was furious.
Mo Qing pointed to the camera mounted above his head.
The moment he saw the camera, Jiang Qihui suddenly sobered up. He straightened his collar with red eyes, and finally said harshly to Mo Qing: "Wait!"
He left the words and wanted to leave.
However, Mo Qing was one step ahead of him and left before he finished speaking.
Jiang Qihui: "..." Fuck, what the hell.
*
After school, Mo Qing walked slowly to the school gate with his bag on his back, and saw Yao Jiajia who was waiting impatiently.
Yao Jiajia looked at Mo Qing, then looked around to make sure Min Chang hadn't followed, and said in disbelief: "You're the only one?"
"Um."
"Can you withstand it?" Yao Jiajia stared blankly, full of doubts about Mo Qing.
Mo Qing shrugged: "You still have time to run now."
"..."
Yao Jiajia was so angry that she vomited blood.
By chance, a black car stopped on the side of the road, and a young man got out of the car and walked straight towards them.
The young man waited and watched for a while, and after a while he confirmed with them with some difficulty: "Miss Yao, I'm here to pick you up. Just the two of you, right?"
"It's just the two of us." Yao Jiajia glared at the man like a little firecracker, "Is there any problem?"
The young man was so fierce that he shrank his neck.
He looked at Mo Qing.
The girl was wearing a uniform school uniform. She was tall and had only one hand in her pocket. She had a schoolbag hanging on her left shoulder. She had a beautiful but cold face. She looked like she was a high school student, but her outstanding temperament inevitably made people laugh.
Sideways glance.
After thinking for a moment, the young man lowered his eyebrows respectfully and pointed to the car: "Please."
"Walk."
Yao Jiajia spoke to Mo Qing and walked towards the car.
Mo Qing paced slowly to keep up.
*
In the car, the young man repeatedly asked Yao Jiajia to confirm whether it was just the two of them. After receiving Yao Jiajia's affirmative response, he took advantage of the red light to send a text message.
Yao Jiajia turned her security to the highest level since she got in the car, paying attention to the young man's every move.
After seeing the young man sending a message, she whispered to Mo Qingqing: "I've told you, you don't look like an expert at first sight. I think as soon as he stops the car, a group of people will surround him.
We'll give us a beating, or at worst, put us under house arrest and sell us..."
Mo Qing said calmly: "Then I will definitely step on your body and escape."
"..."
Yao Jiajia immediately fell silent and stopped making alarmist remarks.
The car drove for half an hour and stopped in front of a restaurant.
Still remaining polite, the young man invited them into the restaurant, went straight to the third floor, and finally led them to a private room.
He knocked on the door twice, and after getting permission from inside, he pushed the door open.
He said: "Please."
Mo Qingshi entered the private room, and Yao Jiajia followed closely behind her.
As he walked in, Mo Qing glanced around and suddenly looked at a young man sitting at the dining table - his two fingers were bandaged and swollen like carrots, and his face was covered in bruises and bruises, looking quite embarrassed.
It was actually Jiang Qihui.
After looking at each other for two seconds, Jiang Qihui jumped up from his chair like a monkey, pointed at Mo Qing and shouted fiercely: "Elder Zhang, they are liars!"
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Mo Qing: If I had known earlier, I would have kicked him harder.
