After half a day, she was really tired. The body of a six-year-old child is not mature enough. What's more, she has never deliberately practiced in the past six years.
"Go and approve it." When he saw Yuan Yue, Mr. Zhan pointed directly to the tables and chairs on the side.
Yuanyue responded, then turned directly to the table and chair, unfolded a few examination papers, and started reading each question.
The four test papers were revised very quickly, and the results came out in less than five minutes.
"Mei Qing, ten points."
"Wuji, ten points."
"Eh-" Xi'er looked at Wuji in the corner in surprise. She didn't expect that this little guy was so powerful.
Wuji shrank back again, because following Yuan Yue's voice, almost everyone looked at him with incredible eyes. Even Mr. Zhan stared at him in surprise.
"Mei Huan, nine points." Mei Huan pursed her lips after hearing her score, but didn't say anything.
"Mei Xi'er, six points."
Xi'er secretly raised her eyebrows after hearing this, and smiled proudly when she saw Mei Ziqing's unexpected look. As for other people's unexpected looks, she also stared back one by one. By that time, Yuan Yue, the looks at her made her a little confused.
She didn't know. Especially his expressionless face, when she looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. And, obviously, he had no intention of hiding that little difference.
Xi'er glared at him and ignored him.
"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhan was obviously very satisfied with this result.
Everyone else is also very satisfied, only Xi'er, well, she is not dissatisfied, but originally, she said she would come so that she could bring Wuji to school, but now, Wuji has to go to Mei class,
But she was in the bamboo class, which seemed to have lost her original purpose. Then, if she persuaded her father to pay for Wuji to go to school, would she not come to school?
"Sir." Xi'er looked at Mei Ziqing in confusion. Before she could say anything, she was surprised to see Wuji straighten up and kneel in front of her.
"Wuji, what's the matter?" Mei Ziqing's face turned cold. Xi'er finally discovered that her father was always cold and indifferent on weekdays, but his tone, except in front of her and her mother, still had some warmth in his words.
Wearing Mei Qi and Mei Huan, it’s just not too cold.
"Sir, Wuji wants to study in the bamboo class with the young lady." Wuji raised his head and looked straight at Mei Ziqing.