When I returned to my room to prepare to study, I accidentally dropped my schoolbag and the contents were scattered all over the floor.
A make-up examination notice was revealed.
At the end of the season, I twitched the corner of my mouth.
Oh, she forgot, in the book, Ji Momo is a complete college scumbag. He started his junior year and failed eight subjects in his freshman and sophomore years. If he failed the make-up exam, he would have to retake it. If he still failed after retaking it, he would have to drop out of school.
Being able to read books like this is also a talent.
Log in to the school's academic administration system. There will be two make-up exams after 3pm tomorrow. The exam subjects are calculus and English.
The timetable for other make-up classes was also posted. I took a quick look at it at the end of the quarter, logged out, and casually clicked on the China Securities Industry website to browse.
In reality, she had obtained the securities qualification certificate during her undergraduate studies. If she had not passed the exam, she would have taken the banking qualification certificate and the fund qualification certificate soon.
Her plan is to take the postgraduate entrance examination after passing the two certificates, enter PBC Institute of Finance, and then obtain the futures professional qualification certificate.
Now she has to start everything from scratch. Those subjects that require re-examination are a piece of cake for her, and she does not need to spend time reviewing at all.
She has a habit of opening NetEase Cloud when reading, listening to her favorite songs, and then immersing herself in learning.
Ji Bingbing flirted with Song Bijun for a while, then went upstairs and passed Ji Momo's door. He found that her door was not closed tightly, so he looked inside.
Huh? Is she studying? The sun comes out in the west?
"Momo, can I come in?" She knocked on the door.
Ji Momo turned his back to her with his headphones on. When she was approaching, Ji Momo turned around sharply.
"Oh, you scared me to death, Mo Mo, why are you so surprised?"
"Is something wrong?"
"I want to see what you are doing."
Closing the book, Ji Momo said coldly, "Knock on the door before you come in next time."
"I knocked, but you didn't hear it with your headphones on."
"Ziyin bought me new headphones. If you like listening to music, I'll give them to you." She turned back to the house and quickly returned.
"Mo Mo, come to my performance tomorrow night. I will introduce you to some new friends. I originally wanted to introduce them to you on your birthday, but..."
She suddenly looked considerate and said, "Mo Mo, don't hate your parents. They didn't mean to lock you in the utility room."
I watched her performance quietly and was not in a hurry to expose her at the end of the season.
"Oh! My parents don't want this to happen."
"You didn't return to your parents until you were twenty. They want to be nice to you, but don't know what to do. I've been trying to persuade my mother to tolerate you. She loves you. You just have to remember this."
"Really? She loves me?"
"Yes, yes."
"How do you know?"
Ji Bingbing was stunned. In the past, whenever the name "Song Bijun" was mentioned, Ji Bingbing would gnash his teeth and curse her with some unpleasant words.
Song Bijun didn't like her at all and scolded her in public more than once. Ji Momo, who was already difficult to discipline, hated them even more.
This time her reaction was too bland and too calm. For a moment, Ji Bingbing didn't know what to say.
"She likes me, why doesn't she bring me food when we eat?"
"Why don't you chat with me?"
"Why don't you buy me nice clothes?"
"Why don't you buy me a million-dollar luxury car too?"
"..."
Ji Bingbing was left speechless by a series of questions, "Mo Mo, you can tell your parents..."
"Go and tell them, don't you want to be a good sister to me? I'm stupid and can't speak. If I talk too much, it will only anger them. You have a good upbringing and culture. Go and tell your mother that I will drive your car to school tomorrow.