The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying reached out, patted his shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "Xiao Momo, just wait for my good news."

"..."

Facing her confident little face, I was so excited that I couldn't speak for a moment.

Madam is so confident that she will not let him down. She is expected to be the top candidate in the college entrance examination.

Bai Mo blinked his eyelashes, his soft face looking serious, "Madam, the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Mingdu City must be yours."

Mu Changying twisted her schoolbag on her shoulders, carried it angrily, and bit her lip, "Little Momo, don't be satisfied so easily."

You must have ambition as a person, and your goals cannot be too small.

At the door of the office, the two separated.

"???"

Bai Mo scratched his hair and stood in front of the office door, looking confused.

…

Mu Changying walked into the classroom. There was no more noise than before. The students in the class were studying hard.

The number one and number two in age are both in the class, so they can't fall too far behind.

Seeing this, Mu Changying's eyes were filled with smiles.

Stepping lightly, he walked to his seat, took out his textbook, put it on the table, and read it carefully.

"Sister Ying."

Hua Qiqi, who was suffering from homework, raised her head, glanced at the figure in the corner, stood up with her textbook in hand, and ran towards her.

She sat down anxiously and pointed to a question in the textbook, "Sister Ying, sister Ying, please teach me how to do this question?"

Mu Changying was playing with a ballpoint pen in her hand. Just when she was about to answer, a shadow appeared on her head.

Looking up, what caught his eyes was a gentle and gentle face.

Yu Linye raised his hand and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, smiling cleanly and kindly.

The eyes under his lenses were so deep that no one could detect any information.

"Sister Ying just came to the classroom and hasn't had a good rest yet. Qiqi, don't disturb her. I'll teach you this question."

Hua Qiqi's face was full of tangles, her hand holding the book tightened slightly, and she responded in a daze: "Huh? That's right...that's...ok."

The plan succeeded. A smile flashed quickly in Yu Linye's eyes, and he took the initiative to pick up Hua Qiqi's textbook, "Let's go, don't disturb Sister Ying here."

She blinked her eyes, and there was no trace of color on her bright little face. She didn't realize at all that she had walked into the trap designed by the other party.

Mu Changying moved her chair back, leaned back, slouched, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "You are using me as an excuse to flirt with girls. You little bastard has a very dark heart."

This bad-tempered Overlord Flower was controlled by him.

Si Xian raised his head and curled his lips. Don't think that he didn't know what A Ye, a black-hearted person, was planning.

With a joking smile on his lips, he deliberately cleared his throat and said loudly, "Sister Ying, you are free, then you can teach me."

"OK."

Mu Changying nodded, pointed to the seat in front of him, and motioned for him to sit down.

After receiving the approval, Si Xian ran over with a smile on his face.

"..."

Hua Qiqi, who was listening to Yu Linye's analysis of the topic, raised her head, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

That's not right, she always feels like something is wrong?

Yu Linye leaned over, put his big palm on her head and rubbed it gently, "Be good, don't be distracted, listen carefully."

Hua Qiqi, who had just been distracted, felt her head being rubbed, her ears were slightly red, her face was warm, and she lowered her head to read the book uncomfortably.

Seeing that Si Xian was focusing on Yu Linye and Hua Qiqi again, Mu Changying picked up the book and patted his head gently, "Be serious, do the questions, and don't be fooled."

Watching the fun? Aren't you afraid of being plotted by someone with evil intentions?

Si Xian covered his head and howled in a low voice, "Ouch, don't hit me. You're not smart to begin with. What if you hit me stupidly?"

Her eyebrows were soft and the corners of her mouth were raised, "It's okay, I can cure it."

"As for the head, the original one is better." Si Xian muttered, chewing on his pen and racking his brains to think about the topic.