MTL - After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy-Chapter 8 bet with the teacher

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  Chapter 8 Bet with the teacher

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   "You bastard, you really don't know how much oil, salt and rice are expensive. Do you know how big a hole you smashed into that car? The maintenance cost alone is tens of thousands."

   "And then?" Nan Qiao raised an eyebrow at him.

  What Nankang hates the most is that Nan Qiao talks to him in such a cold manner. I don't know if he thinks he is an enemy of life and death.

   "Look at your unrepentant appearance! Since you are so arrogant, then your pocket money will be confiscated. Let me see if you know that it is not easy to make money in the future."

   "Are you done? I'm going upstairs after I've finished." Nan Qiao narrowed her eyes and raised her eyes, yawning as she wanted to go upstairs.

  He Qian hurriedly stood up and stopped Nan Qiao from speaking for her.

   "Husband, how can you treat Nan Qiao like this? After all, it is a girl's family, and she is somewhat picky about food on weekdays. What if you confiscate her pocket money and the child starves?"

   "It's because she only knows to eat junk food all day long, so her pocket money is confiscated. I think she will come back to eat dishonestly in the future!"

  Nan Qiao avoided He Qian's contact in annoyance, and left a sentence: "I won't come back for dinner in the future."

   Then he went upstairs, leaving Nankang downstairs furious.

  Upstairs, the second elder brother Nan Jin asked her with dark eyes, "Where did you go?"

  Nan Qiao had a cold face, "What does it have to do with you? Just take care of your sister Zhizhi."

   Nan Jin gritted her back molars, why is she so owed, her words are barbed!

Naturally, Nan Zhi also knew about the fact that Nan Qiao came back very late. She would go to bed at ten o'clock on weekdays, and now it's past ten o'clock, and Nan Qiao just came back. I don't know where she went to fool around. .

   "System, where did Nan Qiao go today?" Nan Zhi asked the system directly, anyway, the omnipotent system knew everything.

   "She's going to work part-time." The system quickly gave Nan Zhi the answer she wanted to know.

  But when Nan Zhi heard this answer, she was very surprised, "You mean that young lady who only knows how to be unruly and willful has gone to work part-time?"

  Nan Zhi thought she had heard it wrong.

   It's been a long time.

  It would have been absolutely impossible for Nan Qiao to work part-time in the past.

   I don't know why Nan Qiao is so crazy.

  But what my father hates the most is that others do things that insult the family, especially going to work in some low-end places.

   Nan Zhi's bright and clean eyes burst into a smile, and his eyes were full of complacency.

   There is a good show to watch.

  There is a lot of homework in the second year of high school, and there are piles of homework assigned by the teacher. It took Nan Qiao a lot of time to finish these homework, and it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night when the lights were turned off.

  Nan Qiao rubbed his sore neck, and started to go to school tomorrow to investigate the flowerpot.

  Although the original text only mentions it briefly, Nan Qiao believes that this matter must have something to do with Nan Zhi.

  Early the next morning, Nan Qiao went to the breakfast shop outside and bought something to fill his stomach.

   When Nan Zhi and Nan Jin Nanhao got up, Nan Qiao had already left.

   Nan Qiao, who arrived at school early, still had a piece of bread in her mouth, and she came to the sixth floor.

  For ordinary people, the sixth floor is already very high. From this place, people are only the size of a fist. If a flower pot is dropped, it will indeed directly open a person's head.

   It's just that the flower pots used to be placed on the corridor, but now all the flower pots are banned by the principal.

  The fence is one meter and two meters high, and there is no chance for the flowerpot to fall, unless someone picks up the flowerpot and smashes it down on purpose.

  Nan Qiao thought about it, wished back on the scene at that time, held an object with empty hands to the fence, and then simulated throwing it down.

In the morning, everyone started to come to the classroom one after another. The students in the classroom on the sixth floor were very surprised to see Nan Qiao's appearance, because Nan Qiao's classroom was on the third floor, and they usually would not come to the sixth floor. Discovery site".

  However, Nan Qiao thinks that if someone does this on purpose, no one should see it.

   Looking up at the upper left corner of the eye, there is a monitor.

   You can take a perfect picture of the movement here, including the flower pots in the corridor.

After something happened in the previous life, no one thought about investigating the matter, and the school just settled it hastily, saying that some students accidentally put flower pots on the railing when cleaning, and Nan Qiao was out of luck , so it was smashed.

  Since this is the case, she wants to see what the monitoring is all about.

  The morning class time is up, Nan Qiao can only go back to class.

  Seeing that Nan Qiao finally arrived on time today, the face of the head teacher got better.

  After the morning class, Nan Qiao chased the head teacher to the office.

   "Teacher, I want to see what happened that day. After all, I am also one of the victims."

The homeroom teacher stared at Nan Qiao, and couldn't help but frowned, "Student Nan Qiao, I know you want to find out the ins and outs of this matter, but I am very responsible to tell you that our teacher and your parents have already watched the video , was an accident."

   "I don't believe it, I want to see for myself." Nan Qiao's eyes were firm, and she didn't believe that she couldn't find any clues.

"Nan Qiao! You don't trust the teacher or your parents. The school's surveillance is not something you can watch if you want. I advise you to put all your thoughts on the mountain of learning, and don't think about those who have nothing. .” The class teacher was a little angry, and his face was not very good, with a serious face.

   "Teacher, I must see for myself!" Nan Qiao's cold lips pursed into an arc.

"I finally know why your grades are not good. All your thoughts are spent on these unscrupulous places, so you don't have any time to study. Look at your score in the last monthly exam." The class teacher laughed. Satire.

  There was a thin layer of chill in the girl's eyes, "A poor teacher's grades does not mean that a classmate is not in the right mind."

   "Heh, don't you want to watch the video? Well, I'll show it to you as long as your total score in the three subjects of the exam next week exceeds 390." The head teacher opened the thermos and took a sip of the wolfberry tea inside, deliberately making things difficult.

   "Okay, it's a deal, if I can do it, the teacher will apologize to me!" Nan Qiao agreed straight away. She not only wanted to prove herself, she also wanted to make the head teacher who looked down on the hang-wei students apologize!

   "It's a deal, if you can't do it, you will leave the school." The head teacher watched Nan Qiao leave the office aggressively, with a sneer in his eyes.

   Nan Qiao's last test result was the fifth from the bottom in the class, and the condition he offered was equivalent to requiring her to score no less than 130 points in each subject, which is something that even top students may not be able to achieve.

  Nan Qiao is really boastful, he just waited to see Nan Qiao get out of school.

  Huo Yichen didn't understand why he was the one who heard the bet between Nan Qiao and the teacher again.

  The indifferent Huo Yichen brushed past Nan Qiao with his expression unchanged, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

   Nan Qiao was a little surprised to see Huo Yichen.

  (end of this chapter)

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