Mu Qingyun gathered his thoughts and stopped doing useless work.
There was a lot of people outside the car, and there were adults sitting in the car. Mu Qingyun originally thought that he would be very uncomfortable, but in fact it was quite comfortable.
Uncle Zhao and Grandma Qiao are both very good communicators. Even when they talk to students like her, their attitude is as if they are dealing with a mature adult, and there is absolutely nothing perfunctory about the conversation.
Zhao Yang is so steady, sociable, and not unruly at all. This is probably because he has such a family environment.
Soon after arriving at school, Mu Qingyun clutched his calculator-style mobile phone and talked casually with Mr. Qiao. He absentmindedly entered the classroom and put down his schoolbag.
After sitting for a while, she suddenly found that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little strange. She frowned and looked up, and saw Wang Mengmeng and others turning their heads and looking at her with extremely surprised eyes.
Mu Qingyun: "Huh? What's the matter?"
"What's the matter? I also want to ask, Ah Qing, are you hiding something from me?"
Wang Mengmeng's eyes widened.
Mu Qingyun: "Huh?"
That's a lot.
Wang Mengmeng's face turned slightly red: "So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"
She secretly took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag and showed it to Mu Qingyun, her eyes sparkling: "He's so handsome!"
Mu Qingyun lowered his head.
The young girl's beautiful ponytail was thrown up, her body was as light as a flying eagle, and as fast as lightning, she leaped down from the plum blossom pile as high as one person, as if she could hear a faint scream.
With just two fingers, he forced back his long legs that were so heavy that they could crack rocks.
The pupils of the 'enemy' shrinking into pinholes are the best and strongest tribute to this young girl.
This is not a TV series or a movie. There are no special effects. At first glance, it was accidentally shot with a mobile phone, one shot to the end, without any trace of editing.
Mu Qingyun smiled: "I applied for a fitness card and wanted to exercise. I just happened to be filming a commercial at the gym."
Wang Mengmeng: "..."
But even if it’s an advertisement, it’s so handsome.
And the playback volume is quite high.
She almost had a lot to say to Mu Qingyun.
Mu Qingyun was also a little surprised. There were indeed a lot of views. She looked at it and saw that it was just a new account. Less than 24 hours after it was uploaded, the number of views had already exceeded 300,000.
There are many weird short videos on the Internet, many of which are fresher than hers.
Mu Qingyun could only guess that maybe her video looked more plain, or the contrast was huge? So it just caught the audience’s attention?
"Not at all. If you look carefully, it's obviously because Uncle Hao expressed his opinion, okay?"
In the No. 1 Middle School next door, several students happened to be discussing this matter and exploring the reasons for the high number of views on this video.
Zhang Lan pointed at 'Uncle Hao', who was barely considered an Internet expert, and spoke on the account of station C. He took a small breath and said, "A poisonous mouth can actually praise people. Fans of 'Uncle Hao' are deceived, isn't it? Contributed a lot of views?"
This 'Uncle Hao' has been recording videos on the Internet such as 'Hiking in the Wilderness'. He is considered a travel UP master, but he is famous for his poisonous mouth.
He often comments on various 'short videos' on the Internet today while hiking. He is very tricky and can always criticize short videos as worthless from all angles.
Everyone guessed that this person was a martial arts practitioner. The most frequently commented ones were the short martial arts videos on site C. Those who could not let him complain but only praised them were very few, and they were all recognized as true masters.
For example, twenty years ago, teacher Yuan Jianpengyuan was known as the first person in the Ming Dynasty to do hard work on bridges and hard horses.
There is also the red tasseled heroine who is good at everything with swords, spears and halberds.
Now, it's good that this Uncle Hao actually changed his bad habit of having bad breath on a little girl who showed her face for the first time. No, she only showed her profile. She didn't have a venomous tongue. His fans are not just curious. Get up? It contributed a lot of views all of a sudden, and it was good news everywhere.
Wang Mengmeng secretly glanced at her phone for a while, and then couldn't help but grab Mu Qingyun's arm and ask her some random questions with her big bright eyes.
Mu Qingyun was even worried that Teacher Zhang would suddenly appear behind him, dragging the little girl to the office to make her stand while confiscating her cell phone.
As a result, Teacher Zhang didn't come all day, even skipped the morning math class, and didn't show up until the last class.
As soon as the class bell rang, Teacher Zhang smiled and said: "I just discussed with a few teachers about the next midterm exam, and I want to tell you the good news. For this year's midterm exam, we plan to conduct a trial of a city-wide joint school unified examination. Students can see where they are in the city." We will check the rankings in the school, check for any gaps, and strive to work towards the university of your choice from now on.”
A group of students: "..."
Damn good news.
Mu Qingyun was silent. She planned to take the college entrance examination in June next year, which was still half a year away.
If she just wanted to get into an ordinary school, she would be sure now. But if she wanted to get into the 'Mu Chuncheng Class', getting outstanding results in the college entrance examination would probably be just a stepping stone.
Ranking first in the actual combat exercise this year is a bonus.
In these six months, she must also have a good record.
Mu Qingyun didn't know much about this, and Teacher Jia just told her to study hard first and lay a solid foundation. At this stage, there was no need to think about anything else.
With her current results, she doesn't have much hope of getting top spot in the college entrance examination.
"call."
Time is so precious, it is better to ask Gao classmates to return to their normal high school status as soon as possible. Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to curl up and study hard?
"Do you know how hard your competitors work? After dinner in No. 1 Middle School, we have to continue studying in the evening. At nine o'clock, they are still working so hard. Can we relax? Our grades are not as good as theirs, and our efforts are not as good as theirs. See, can you get into a good university just by talking?"
"Everyone has worked harder these days to get good results in the midterm exam."
Teacher Zhang looked solemn.
"Okay, let's go to class. Today I will teach you the knowledge point that made the most mistakes in yesterday's paper. I have taught you about the trigonometric identity transformation countless times, but many people still made mistakes..."
Teacher Zhang outputted like crazy.
[Intelligence +0.01+0.01; Spirit +0.01+0.01]
After a class, the bell rang, and the students' faces turned slightly blue.
Wang Mengmeng's brain was almost turned into paste and her eyes were dull.
Mu Qingyun, however, liked the high-density knowledge infusion from teachers very much. He felt his head was slightly hot, and he felt like he was suddenly washed away.
"By the way, the library is closed these days. Zhang Lan and I have made an appointment. Let's find a place to do homework together."
Wang Mengmeng muttered with a wilted head, "It's just that their progress in No. 1 Middle School is much faster than ours. Every time we do homework together, I have to wonder if I am a fool."
Fortunately, Ah Qing is here.
The chicken soup for the soul instilled by Teacher Zhang is still very effective. The learning progress of the students in Class 9 has sped up a lot. Wang Mengmeng no longer clamored to read comic books, play games, etc. Even her attitude towards Zhang Lan was different. She was a little more familiar and kind, well, it was very utilitarian. After all, Zhang Lan could tell her the wrong questions.
Wang Mengmeng held Mu Qingyun's shoulders and whispered: "I heard from Zhang Lan that his grandma is responsible for publishing the midterm exam papers for No. 1 Middle School, so..."
"Ah."
Liu Fang happened to be passing by carrying a kettle, glanced at Wang Mengmeng, rolled her eyes, and suddenly sneered.
