Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

"Yan Yan? What's wrong with you Yan Yan?" Seeing Tong Qingyan distracted, his friend gently pushed her.

Tong Qingyan gently pursed her lips, did not answer her friend, but directly clicked in the push card. At that moment, her breathing was stagnant.

Just like the one she saw Teacher Shenxian in the WeChat group before, there is no error in WeChat account...

Tong Qingyan's hands shook suddenly, and the whole person staggered.

Several friends hurriedly supported Tong Qingyan and became a little nervous.

"Yan Yan, do you have such severe menstrual pain? I remember you are much better than Su Ruan. This competition is of great significance to you, hold it on."

A few of their good friends are in separate small groups. Tong Qingyan always said that she was exhausted from studying with the fairy teacher during this time, and this time the competition was extremely important to her.

Tong Qingyan held the phone tightly, her expression extremely miserable.

When I was in Henghua No. 1 Middle School, many people added her WeChat account to see Bai Chuwei for a doctor, but Tong Qingyan would not add Bai Chuwei's WeChat account, so she had never seen it.

It’s just that Bai Chuwei’s WeChat nickname is quite interesting, what is called the ancestor.

She never took it seriously.

"Tong Qingyan? Are you better? The captain asked me to ask if you can stick to the game?" A girl from the red team came over and asked.

Tong Qingyan's brain was already blank at this time, her brain was chaotic, like a clockwork that hadn't been oiled for a long time, and the machinery couldn't work.

The friend quickly nodded for her: "She is much better, it's okay."

Tong Qingyan was pushed by her friend and stiffly followed the red team girl towards the background.

The captain of the red team is a PhD student majoring in computer science, plus he looks elegant and easy-going, and is quite popular in the team.

Seeing Tong Qingyan coming back, his face turned paler than before, and the captain became more worried: "Tong Qingyan, can you persist?"

Tong Qingyan recovered, gritted his teeth: "I...I can."

There was a hint of crying in Tong Qingyan's voice.

Everyone looked at each other, what happened to this child's Qingyan? Dysmenorrhea is so severe? Didn’t you take painkillers?

The captain cleared his throat and emphatically reminded: "After the last issue, everyone should know the importance of the competition. It is not very useful to win a variety show award and get a little fame."

Who of them is not a master? From small to large, it is always the existence of getting the award to get soft.

As for fame?

Except for a very small part, such as Tong Qingyan, who wants to rely on fame to feed on the beauty of Xueba, the rest of Xueba does not really care about fame.

What is priceless now?

It is knowledge!

The captain of the red team is burning with blazing light in his eyes, "We must win to enter the next round! The first pk can organize us to learn programming, and the knowledge will be more difficult and greater in the future."

To be a celebrity, what you need most as a student is knowledge!

Now the eighty-eight participating schoolmasters have clearly recognized that as long as they advance to the next round, the fairy teacher will have more knowledge to teach them and let them continue the competition.

And as you get to the back, the number of people decreases.

Perhaps when the time comes to determine the championship, the second runner-up, these three school tyrants can proudly say, "We are brought out by the fairy teacher personally", they can be called closed disciples, this is simply the supreme glory!

The red team captain became more excited the more he thought about it, his hands clenched into fists: "This game, the red team will win!"