It was rare to be quiet in the car. Zhang Mofei turned her head dejectedly and looked out the window for a while. She was a little scared. With such results, she couldn't even get into three universities, let alone one of Pei Mochen's top universities.
For many days in a row, she shut herself up at home and studied hard. In the evening after school, her petite figure could always be seen on the balcony, studying seriously with textbooks and notes.
Zhang Yang hired a tutor for her, and everything was done according to her requirements.
When the school bell rang at noon, all the students ran to the cafeteria excitedly. Zhang Mofei was worried and walked out of the classroom slowly.
This was the most annoying time she could remember. If she couldn't get into the same university as Pei Mochen, she really didn't even want to go to school.
"Zhang Mofei."
She was lost in thought when Pei Mochen walked towards her.
Hearing Pei Mochen's voice, she raised her head. The boy who looked like sunshine was her eternal motivation.
"Yangyang, if I can't get into the same university as you, I'll stop studying and work at your university, okay?"
Pei Mochen was slightly startled when he heard this. He looked at Zhang Mofei's little face. For the first time, his expression and tone were soft at the same time, "Let's go eat."
Zhang Mofei also signed up for the autumn sports meeting. Her mother signed up to throw the shot put at S University, which caught her father's eye, so she also signed up for the shot put.
She stands on the balcony every morning to practice shot put throwing, and after returning home to review her homework in the evening, she will go to the backyard to practice.
The two front yards are separate, and the back yards are connected. It was just dark, and Zhang Mofei was standing on the wide lawn in a white sportswear practicing shot put, with a professional coach guiding him.
"wrong."
The coach is just like the director. When he sees an actor not acting well, he will shout "Ka" again and again.
After countless corrections from the coach, Zhang Mofei got her posture right, placing the shot put next to her shoulders and preparing to throw it.
"Zhang Mofei...it's time to eat."
Zhang Mofei was shouted out by Liu Xizi, and he forgot the standard posture for throwing the shot put. He raised the shot put high, but unexpectedly, the shot put slipped from his hand.
There was a "dong" sound, and countless little stars flashed in front of her eyes. She was so dizzy.
Then she slowly fell to the ground. In fact, she was just in pain and was not unconscious yet.
The coach rushed forward to help her, "Are you okay?"
In fact, the coach probably wanted to call her stupid, but if you take someone else's money, even if you are the coach, they are also your employer.
"You're already stupid enough, but if you make yourself stupid again, you probably won't be able to go to college."
Pei Mochen appeared unexpectedly. He was wearing a black sportswear, with his hands in his pockets, and his eyes were condescendingly looking at Zhang Mofei, who was lying on the ground with stars in his eyes.
When Zhang Mofei saw Pei Mochen appear, she immediately became pretentious again, "My head feels so dizzy... Ouch, it hurts so much."
Pei Mochen bent down and sat next to Zhang Mofei. The late autumn evening was chilly, and his fair face and the tip of his nose were slightly red from the wind.
Zhang Mofei, who was lying on the ground, looked at Pei Mochen's handsome face, suddenly lost control, stood up, and pushed him to the ground with both hands.
She was a practitioner, so she naturally had a way of knocking people down. She lowered her elbows firmly on Pei Moden's chest and raised her lips at him with a naughty smile.
"You tortured me for more than ten years, and I climbed over windows and walls for you. If you dare to marry someone else in the future, try it."
