MTL - The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script-Chapter 34 (two)

It was about to cramp, and each face was blushing and wanted to smile or not.

Shen Yiling had already let go of the hand covering Yu Mengtang's mouth.

She tried to squeeze into the seat, but Yu Mengtang leaned back and squeezed her between the tables.

Shen Yiling was stuck in the middle and couldn't move: "..."

She looked down, a little dazed: "What are you doing?"

Yu Mengtang's fox eyes twitched, and she sneered with a half-smiling smile. She didn't answer and asked, "I'm so happy that I can't sleep? I'd love to be tutored by you? Shen Yiling, you really know how to put money on your face."

Her slightly magnetic voice was raised slightly, and she could hear a strong aggression. Who knew that Shen Yiling was not afraid at all.

"Isn't it?" She smiled lightly and suddenly changed the subject: "I want to go to Qing University in Beijing in the future. Others say they want to go to school in the same city as their friends. Don't you want to go to school with me?"

Yu Mengtang was taken aback by her question, and then her face was as ever-changing as a color palette: "The same school as you??? You better dream faster."

How many students does Qing University accept in one year, how many people from all over the country want to go to this school, it is already a certainty that Shen Yiling can go, but she Yu Mengtang...

Yu Mengtang felt that she could not achieve this grade by studying without eating, drinking or sleeping this year.

She is too lazy to argue any more, who knows that Shen Yiling is still eager to try when this matter is mentioned.

"Even if Qing University is not good, there are other universities, such as Huada University, B University, Wenyang University, etc. I have seen all the first-class schools."

Yu Mengtang fell down on the table with little interest, "I've seen it too, no one will want me if I go to be a cleaner."

Shen Yiling: "..."

Dead wood cannot be carved, but she believes that with a little rectification, it can still be a good piece of wood.

Shen Yiling confidently started sorting out the notes from previous years.

The second class here is happy, but the atmosphere of the first class is a low needle drop.

Mao Aiwen stood on the podium, her face was ugly and constipated. She even cut out the grades of several students in the class who did not do well in the test and put it on the projection.

"What happened to your exam this time? The average score of a class is closely related to each student. Liu Weiwei, look at your physics. I told you that physics is your weak subject. Why don't you listen to me? ? Now that the average score of our first class in physics is lower than that of the second class, are you satisfied?"

Liu Weiwei is a boy, and a boy who is usually open-minded and cheerful is still aggrieved at this time.

His physics is poor, but not this time. Besides, the high average score of a class is because of Shen Yiling's perfect score, so it's none of his business? ? ?

However, it was obvious that Mao Aiwen would not listen to his explanation. Not only did she not listen to her, but she also pulled out the other students to train them again, causing the students in the class to look ugly and wailed.

Shen Shuyu performed exceptionally well in this exam, but there was not a trace of joy on her face. Even a few minutes ago, she had had a very unpleasant quarrel with a few classmates in her class, which almost ruined her image for several years.

The author says:

I will draw the cake here first, Xiaorong will come in the next chapter! (eighty percent chance)

If it doesn't come... then I will draw the same cake tomorrow [遁]