Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Fatty took the report card and read it no less than ten times, and his face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

Beside him, Bai Zhen looked at the words Lu Qiqi on the last page of the report card with a dead face, and her mood was complicated.

She didn't want souls to be swapped.

I don't want to be a boss anymore.

With this grade, how many years of grades do you have to stay and learn the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month before you can successfully enter the university and become a doctor!

Bai Zhen slapped the report card on the table and sighed deeply while holding her forehead.

This is just great.

There is no need for the dean to accuse him of cheating and set his grades to zero.

Even if she is blind, her score is higher than that of Su Jin.

To be able to get such a score and perfectly avoid all the correct answers is indeed... difficult.

And at the same time.

Young Master Su is also looking at the transcript with relish.

He seemed to be used to the cynicism of the classmates around him, and even ignored the strange gazes from all around him.

Su Jin counted up from the end, and finally grinned.

He actually improved by five!

What a joy.

It seems that staying in this class A, nurturing the atmosphere is also useful.

Of course.

Su Jin's joy in her own heart was useless.

The top few students in class A actually took the exam for the last few students in the whole grade, which made the teachers of each subject in class A face?

So down one day.

Su Jin was named and criticized by the teacher for ten minutes in each class.

He's got calluses on his ears.

It's hard to get to the end of school.

Su Jin glanced at the time, there were five minutes left to ring the bell.

The dean came over with another transcript.

"Lu Qiqi, come out for me!"

Su Jin couldn't recall the slightest fondness for this greasy uncle, so he lazily plucked his ears, got up and walked out of the classroom.

The dean of education took a few steps to his office and waved to Su Jin, "Come here for me!"

Young Master Su didn't move, "Director, if you have something to say, just say it here."

"Yoha, with such a low score in the test, are you still angry? Come here!" The director scolded, turned and walked back, reaching out to grab Su Jin's hand.

"Snapped--!"

The crisp voice attracted a lot of attention, and the classmates in the classroom stretched their necks and looked out at the excitement.

Director Li clutched the hand he slapped off, and a slightly wretched face showed a shocked look, "Lu Qiqi, how dare you fight back?!"

Su Jin smiled and wiped the hand that had just touched him with the hem of her clothes, her dark eyes as deep as ancient wells, "I said, don't go. If you have a fart, let it go, and if you don't, get out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

Su Jin spread her hands, "get out of class is over, see you, Director."

After speaking, he entered the classroom without looking back, picked up his schoolbag and walked out.

"Please let me go, thank you."

Su Jin walked around from Director Li's side, carrying a schoolbag in the single room, and strode away without a shadow.

Only Director Li was still standing there, his fingertips trembling with anger...

After Su Jin came out of the classroom, instead of looking for Bai Zhen, she found a corner, took out her mobile phone and sent a few messages...

Because Young Master Su was not used to Bai Zhen's old-fashioned mobile phone, they replaced it very early.

And the recipients of those messages were: 'Favorite Susu'.

The phone screen flashed twice, and there was a quick reply.

Su Jin looked at the content and raised the corners of her lips into a smile.

After all this was done, he went back.

Then I saw Bai Zhen holding the transcript in her hand, standing at the door of Class A, playing with her mobile phone, as if she was sending a message.

Su Jin frowned.

Who is she contacting?

At this moment, the phone in his pocket buzzed twice.