Su Mingming came in from outside and found her mother holding the microphone in a daze.
"Mom, what are you doing? Where is my skirt? Help me look for it."
All the strength in her body seemed to be sucked away by a pair of invisible hands, and Wang Chunmei collapsed on the ground.
"Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?" Su Mingming screamed in fright, attracting the attention of the Su family couple.
"Obviously, what happened to your mother?"
"I don't know, milk, please look at my mother and see what's wrong with her?"
Mrs. Su looked at her daughter-in-law, who had her eyes closed, and said inscrutably, "Your mother may be possessed by an evil spirit."
"What should we do?"
Possessed by evil spirits? Su Mingming suddenly lost his mind.
"Look at me."
Mrs. Su spit into the palm of her hand and rubbed it vigorously.
"Don't be afraid. With your breasts here, the sky will fall and a tall man will hold it up."
She punched Wang Chunmei hard on both shoulders and said, "Chunmei, go home!"
Wang Chunmei grimaced in pain.
"...Mom, what are you doing? Why did you hit me?"
"I summoned the soul for you, and it scared Ming Ming to tears just by looking at it."
"Yes, Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Shall I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"
I feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, and scratching my head. Su Jian actually scored 534 points in the exam. She was the last one to know?
"Mingming, what did you just say to me?"
"Huh? I said, I said the skirt is missing..."
"What dress are you wearing? You go back to your room to study right away."
"Mom!" Su Mingming looked at her in surprise.
"Don't call me mom. If you don't get into the top five in your class in the first month of high school, you won't be allowed to wear skirts in the future."
"Mom, you are being unreasonable, why don't you let me wear a skirt?"
"Also, you promised me to take me to play today. Why are you angry at me?"
"shut up!"
The mother and daughter started fighting, and Mrs. Su was so frightened that she quickly slipped into her house.
"What's going on? Are you yelling?" Old Man Su asked.
"Shh! Keep your voice down, you're crazy."
Menopause, right? If you scold your children in front of you, aren't you trying to put eye drops on yourself? What about the school teacher, educating your children like this?
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you angry at me? What did I do wrong?"
Su Mingming ran out crying, and the door made a loud bang.
Wang Chunmei looked ferocious, you bastard, she actually got admitted to the first grade of high school? Just because of her? Her own daughter is the proud daughter of heaven, who is she?
*
Su Jian took a leave of absence from the hotel, and nothing else was as important as her going to school.
The Education Bureau organized a meeting for the admissions teachers of a high school to discuss Su Jian's schooling.
"I suggest to go through the special recruitment. Su Jian got a perfect score in mathematics. I looked at the paper and found that it is quite difficult. She can get a perfect score, which shows that she is talented in mathematics. If such a student does not stay in the first high school, she will
It’s a big loss to our city’s mathematics competition.”
Cao Na nodded, "That's right. Teacher Sun, what do you think?"
Teacher Sun Qiang is the leader of the mathematics teaching and research group of No. 1 High School, and is also the leader of the high school entrance examination enrollment team. He certainly hopes that Su Jian can come to No. 1 High School. He hopes that the mathematics competition team can incorporate new blood and rejuvenate.
"Okay, that's it. We can't let our children go without books. Now I officially announce that Su Jian has been admitted to a high school as a math student."
The students waiting outside the door suddenly cheered.
"Su Jian, it's okay, congratulations!" Qiao Yifeng reached out to hug her, but Yin Quan held him tightly.
Su Jian's eyes were red and she nodded vigorously, "Thank you, thank you all, thank you for your concern."
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Su Jian, a little accident on the way to school is nothing. I hope you will not forget your original intention and become an excellent person." Cao Na patted her shoulder and solemnly said