Transmigrating to Before the Big Boss Blackened

The next day, the math test got the answer.

The math teacher entered the door holding a stack of papers, walking briskly, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

Shi Mu clenched his fists, even more nervous than when he announced his college entrance examination scores.

"Everyone did a good job in this math quiz, and individual students have made great progress. Now I want to announce the answer to this test and pick up the paper when I read the name."

The math teacher lowered his head and began to say: "Su Ying, 83 points."

"Wang Chuan, 55 points."

"Tian Wenwen, 69 points."

"..."

"Baby Zhao, 0 points."

Baby Zhao, who was stealing food from his desk, raised his face, wiped away the residue on his face, and raised his hand: "Teacher, why did I score 0?"

The math teacher's tone was impatient: "Why are you 0 points, don't you know?"

Of course, Baby Zhao has counts, but he is still not convinced. He disdains his mouth, and goes forward and takes the paper back.

"Next." There are two papers left, and the math teacher's gaze is on Fu Yunshen, "Fu Yunshen, 146 points, it's a pity that I made a mistake."

Fu Yunshen got up, and when he passed Shi Mu, he deliberately or unintentionally curled the corner of his lower lips, the meaning in his eyes was quite profound.

Shi Mu gritted his teeth and raised his **** with disdain.

"At last--"

It was finally time to announce Shishi's results.

The students underneath have whispered.

"Shimu can't pass Fu Yunshen's test, right."

"Fu Yunshen is the best in mathematics in our class. He must not pass the exam."

"That's not necessarily."

"That is, Fu Yunshen is not a god, in case our brother Mu gets a perfect score in the exam."

The math teacher raised his eyes to Shimu, with a gratified smile on his face: "Shimu, 150 points."

Full marks.

The whole class was in an uproar.

Shigu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the score after a nervous day.

"Thank you, teacher." She went up to get the paper, and returned to her seat in the admiring eyes of the class. The red numbers on the paper were conspicuous and dazzling. Shi Mu was proud of his heart. He held the paper high and showed it to Fu Yunshen at the back table. Amidst the small noise, Shi Mu heard the teenager let out a cold snort of disdain.

Class 15 are mostly scumbags, let alone Class 15, there are only a handful of other classes that have scored full marks in mathematics. Yingnan High School is not a key university at all. The direction of training is mostly interest and artistic development. Although it is just a math quiz, the name Shimu gradually spread.

She looks good, after eating a half ghost and doing various exercises, her head has gone from 163 to 168, her neck is straight and her legs are longer.

The school uniforms for boys in the Yingnan High School are very beautiful. The dark blue suits are put on white shirts. In summer, the boys are too hot and rarely wear them properly. The time is different. Her tie is neatly tied and the shirt buttons are buttoned to the top. The trousers are straight and clean when ironed, with black hair and black eyes, fair skin and red lips, with a comfortable temperament and a bright look.

No matter where they are, the little girls like good-looking boys. If the boy has good academic performance, his favor will move upward.

In less than a day, the number of girls passing love letters has increased to more than five.

The girls in Class 15 were eating, and they simply turned on the air-conditioning. The doors and windows were all closed. They were no longer allowed in. The male students didn’t mind. After all, there is only a baby bump in Class 15. If it is dug by other classes Where are you going?

Shimu, who is also a girl, knows that children at this age are sensitive and fragile, especially the little princesses who come to England to attend classes. For those love letters, she did not ignore them, and chose to respond one by one. paper.

Shimu's pen was clean, and the pen line was soft and graceful, which attracted students from both sides to watch her write.

Her ability to write a good handwriting is entirely related to the education of her biological father. Shimu’s father is a teacher and has practiced Chinese brush painting for many years. She is not interested in it, but she is still forced to learn it. Thanks to her father, the examiner takes every exam. Will give her a bit more curly.

After completing the reply, Shi Mu found a few boys who were willing to run errands and asked them to send the letter.

As soon as the ballpoint pen was put away, a young man sneered lazily behind him: "What age is this, and there are still people writing love letters."

Shi Mu looked back: "What do you know, even in 9021, the love letter will not be out of date."

A pen and paper sent by Acacia is the cleanest and purest way of confession.

At the beginning, she wrote a love letter to their school cursive, but in the end, she saw her envelope in the trash can, and she was sad for a long time.

"Fu Yunshen, do you remember the bet you made yesterday?"

The smile on Fu Yunshen's face froze and converged. He lowered his eyebrows and locked his eyes, his skeletal fingers quickly gathered the books on the table, and after loading them, he got up with his schoolbag and prepared to leave the classroom.

Patter.

Shimu pulled the chain of his schoolbag and smiled, "You want to run."

"let go."

School is almost over, and the students are packing up their things.

Shi Mu supported her cheek with one hand, and put her hands tightly: "Let me rub your back, or you can wash my feet."

Fu Yunshen: "..."

Fu Yunshen: "Go back and talk about it, you release it first."

He adopted a roundabout tactic.

Shimu didn't want to be entangled, and followed him firmly with his schoolbag on his back.

The two of them returned to the dormitory with their front feet, Zhou Zhi, on his heels, holding a wrinkled math paper in his hand, Shi Mu glanced past and saw the eye-catching 16 points.

"I'm going, Zhou Zhi, how did you test this math?"

Zhou Zhi was a little dazed, and then returned to his senses, and left the paper on the table nonchalantly, "I have made a lot of progress. My dad said that if I can pass the last test, he will give me five times the allowance."

"...How much did you take the last time."

Zhou Zhi smiled, "Six points."

Shimu: "..."

For multiple-choice questions, choose the shortest with three longs and one short, and the longest with three shorts and one long is not the single digit test, right? In some ways, it's also quite powerful.

Zhou Zhi took a picture of the score and sent it to his father for pocket money.

Shimu couldn't help sighing, feeling a little envious. If everyone is a rich second-generation, who the **** will work hard, in the final analysis-system garbage! Why not let her dress as the wife of the richest man! The richest man's wife is fine too!

"So, Fu Yunshen." Shi Mu kicked the boy's knee with his toe. "Wash my feet or rub my back."

Fu Yunshen's stretched eyebrows wrinkled again, and after a weird few seconds of silence, he tentatively said, "Why, let me wash my socks?"

Hmm, does washing socks count?

This is about asking the system.

"Wait for me to think about it."

He added a bargaining chip: "I will wash your sneakers too."

"No, you wait for me to think about it."

She dropped her schoolbag, opened her personal settings, and ticked off the system function.

Looking at the twilight that was lost in thought, Fu Yunshen turned and went to do something else.

[System, are you there? ]

[...]

[System, are you angry? ]

[...]

Shimu put a soft tone: [Lovely and charming system, I need your help. ]

System: [Oh, woman. ]

Finally figured it out.

Shi Mu heaved a sigh of relief and asked: [I ask you, how much is the brother's worth for Fu Yunshen to wash my feet. ]

System: [If you want to view the detailed task book, you need to pay 1000 brother points. ]? ?

Why not grab it!

Shouldn't the system serve the host? !

Garbage system.

Shi Mu gritted his teeth and finally bought the entire task book cruelly.

After the purchase, there was a book icon in the personal column. She clicked on the icon and several tags came into view.

[Daily like obtaining brother value. (Some advanced tasks need to be unlocked.)]

【Cooking skills obtained by brother value. (Some advanced tasks need to be unlocked.)]

【The day when the brother value is obtained. (Some advanced tasks need to be unlocked.)]

[Night night for obtaining brother value (need to unlock advanced task)]

[Family with brother value (some need to unlock advanced tasks.)]

【……】

This……

How is this complete!

Shi Mu opened the daily class with excitement.

Rubbing back, shaking hands, hugging, embracing to sleep, chatting under the covers...

She turned page by page, and then saw... Washing the brother's feet x brother worth 400, followed by a full body (bold) massage for the brother to increase feelings, rewarding the brother with a value of x1000.

She is not a fool at Shimu, she must choose massage! !

Close the page.

Shi Mu cleared his throat and looked at Fu Yunshen: "Fu Yunshen, when I take a bath at night, you can give me a massage. Of course, I don't mind if you wash me socks and sneakers by the way, everyone is brothers."

Fu Yunshen: "..."