The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead

"Ahhh, why, where did you go last last, why didn't you come to take the exam!"

The teenager in a baseball cap wanted to cry but looked at the report card posted on the bulletin board.

Black bamboo: blue skinny, shiitake mushrooms.

"Mo Zhu, why are you yelling?"

He saw the class teacher walking towards this side with a book in his arms, and it happened that the classroom was next door.

"It's over."

His eyes were darkened, and he wanted to throw his feet up and pretend to be dead.

Before the exam, I swore that I would never be the bottom one.

As a result, the slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.

"I just ran into you, Mo Zhu, please come over tomorrow with your parents."

"Before, the bottom one became a dark horse, and now you are the third in the grade. What reason do you have for not working hard? Look at your brother, and then look at yourself. Born with the same parents, why is there such a big difference?"

"You want to piss me off. If it weren't for your brother, our class would have to be compared with other classes."

When the head teacher saw Mo Zhu, her tone was a little serious. What she disliked the most were students with poor academic performance, especially those like Mo Zhu who didn't like studying and often got into fights.

With a playful smile on his face, he said complacently, "I'm pretty good too. With my own efforts, I can lower the average score of the entire class."

"You still have the nerve to say, can't you study hard with your brother? This time is the bottom one again. I will invite your parents next year, and I will talk to your parents."

After speaking, he left with his book in his arms.

The second class of the third year.

Because of the results, many people have difficulty calming down.

Either they are ecstatic when they see the results, or they are silent when they see the results, or they are crazy.

"Hahaha, I passed. I finally passed. It's too difficult. If I fail again, I will go crazy."

"Mo Li, what are you crying and howling? It's just a pass. How happy are you?"

"Mu Luo, what do you know, if I fail this course again, I will go crazy, because I have failed the last few times, stuck at 50 points, Miejue Shitai actually asked me to copy books, keep copying books, I Let it go."

As he spoke, he stretched out his claws, his hands were numb from writing, and there were a lot of finished gel pens in the pen case.

"Fortunately, I passed. If I fail, Miejue Shitai will pay me twice as much."

He couldn't put it down with the 60-point paper in his hand, and he was ecstatic. If he said who he was most afraid of, then the history teacher deserved it.

"Then it's not easy for you, read more and try to pass next time."

Li Li's grades are among the best, that is, history has always been a serious pull-up. On the StarCraft side, history accounts for a high percentage, and those who fail to pass the exam cannot enter higher education at all.

Mo Li's mother taught history, and Mo Li's history has been stuck at 50, which made the history teacher very helpless, and he went back to serve him with a stick every day, which can be regarded as talent under the stick.

"Hello."

"Do you know? Our class has entered the top ten of three grades this time."

"There must be Cheng Xu. He is either reading books or doing quizzes every day. Without him, I would write my name upside down."

"Haha, you're so funny, there really is Cheng Xu."

"Who are the other two, shouldn't it be Li Li?"

"You guessed it right, Mo Li's score has increased by more than ten points, and his other grades are good, this time he is directly tenth in the grade."

"incredible."

"Give the boss Bing Kuo Luo."

"There's another one, isn't it Bo Qing?"

Another person asked curiously.

After Bo Qing heard this, she shook her face and turned her head indifferently.

She didn't even make it to the top 50 this time, so she would definitely be scolded if she went back.

The hateful Shangling told her to write her own name, if she was disobedient, she must be taught a lesson when she goes back.

"I remember that Bo Qing was always in the top ten of her grade."

"The other one is the dark horse of our class, Bao Shangling. This time he is directly the third in the grade, and he besieged a lot of people."