The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Ma Mingquan also looked at Fu Zhi in disbelief, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He didn't care about being scratched into a radish face, and hurriedly said: "Student Fu Zhi, you have the support of Teacher Dream, that is, you have to think twice!"

"Hehe, think twice? Does she have such a thing?"

Qian Wenrui sneered, "Don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you talk big! Even your teacher Ma thinks you are daydreaming, and you are still challenging me here? Bad is bad! The average score of each subject of this group of heavenly favored students is basically They are all number one in the whole grade!"

Still want to beat their class?

It's just a dream!

A surly look crept across Fu Zhi's eyes.

Song Fang pursed his lips anxiously.

Then he saw Fu Zhi's beautiful almond eyes narrowed, dangerous and provocative, and said in a calm tone, "Basically?"

She said: "A class that didn't even take the first place in the average score, you and I are the proud of the sky?"

Qian Wenrui and a class of classmates: "..."

Damn, insult them?

Poking their lung tubes?

No one spoke for a while.

The tip of Fu Zhi's tongue touched his cheeks, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Don't say it's useless, just say this bet, do you dare to accept it?"

"Who doesn't dare? Fu Zhi, if you can't do it, you can apply for expulsion! No. 1 Middle School doesn't need students who don't know their teachers!"

Qian Wenrui's face turned red when she was provoked.

Since Fu Zhi cannot be kept, it is better to take this opportunity to drive Fu Zhi away.

Without Fu Zhi's competitiveness, Lu Yubai's first place in the school's college entrance examination is basically guaranteed.

Fu Zhi nodded lightly: "OK."

What can I do!

Xiao Liu stomped his feet in anger, "You son of a bitch, this is the first time I've seen someone dig a hole and bury himself!"

The average score in all subjects is the first, what is she doing in Class 21?

Genius?

Even if he is a genius, can Fu Zhi train everyone in such a short period of time? !

After all, because he was reluctant to beat the wild girl, Xiao Liu was so angry that he wanted to kill Qian Wenrui.

Fu Zhi patted Xiao Liu's shoulder reassuringly, and said, "Be a witness, I'll take them back to study if there's nothing else to do."

Xiao Liu: "..."

Sister, don't you think that the current situation is comparable to the destruction of a middle school?

Xiao Liu took a puff of cigarette melancholy.

Outside the door, Fu Zhi left the physics group with the students of Class 21 and returned to the class.

The preparatory bell for class rang.

Director Liu sent a group of students outside the door back to the class.

The physics group was completely quiet.

Qian Wenrui threw the lesson plan in her hand, "I don't know how high the sky is and the earth is thick, rotten oranges are rotten oranges! The average score in all subjects is the first? I want to see how she wants to be the first!"

"Mr. Qian, you... hey!"

A group of other subject teachers who had followed Qian Wenrui to question Ma Mingquan shook their heads when they saw this.

The fact that Fu Zhi came to the first class was completely hopeless, and the two classes even formed a relationship.

Ma Mingquan's face was ugly.

After the bet was made, this matter became a foregone conclusion. Although the grades of Class 21 were extremely poor, no matter what, he had to find a way to find out if there were any good review materials for the students in the class. To prevent Fu Zhi from being slapped in the face.

——

Because Qian Wenrui and Ma Mingquan quarreled in the physics group, and the floor of the physics group was close to the third department of high school. At that time, there were many students who heard about this incident. Although Ma Mingquan was driven back to the class afterwards, this incident Word spread quickly throughout the school.

Even the juniors in the first and second grades of high school know it clearly.

"Isn't it Fu Zhi who competes with Class 1? Is Class 21 compared with Class 1? Needless to say? The students in Class 1 are among the top 50 students in the whole year. It would be strange for Class 21 to win!"

"What's Ma Mingquan thinking? Just because he was scratched by an old lady, let the students directly compete with each other? Then why don't you go outside the school and fight, and class 21 will win the fight!"

"No, I heard that this matter is a bet made by Fu Zhi, and he even said that he is the best in all subjects."

"...Did the goddess not sleep well recently and become mentally abnormal?"

"Fu Zhi is smart. If she loses, she can just transfer to another school and don't have to worry about it! What about the remaining Class 21? I'm afraid they won't be able to hold their heads up!"

——

At this moment, in Class 21 that was being discussed.

The atmosphere is condensed and sad.

In the end, it was Song Fang who patted the table, arrogantly, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Isn't he the first in the average score of all subjects? Look at your mournful faces, the 21st class and the 1st class have never taken the full score. The average score of subjects is the first, and the starting point is the same, we still have a chance of winning!"

"Haven't you heard of reading for the rise of Huaguo? If this is placed in Qidian's male novels, our group of scumbags will end up as masters who kneel and lick!"

Wang Yu and the Fat Sports Committee looked at each other, and couldn't hold back, "Brother Fang, don't wash your brain, go to sleep."

Song Fang: "..."

Song Fang knocked viciously on the blackboard with the broom in front of the door, "Quiet me! Can you have a little fighting spirit? You have been bombarded by Qian Wenrui, that ugly woman's Italy, and you don't know how to be strong?"

If you want to be strong, whatever you want, give up Liao, they are a group of salted fish.

Song Fang only hated that Lu Yumo was not from Class 21, otherwise there would be an old dog to accompany his performance.

Song let out so much air that he lifted the broom and pointed it tremblingly in the air, finally fixed on Su Xing, and said sharply, "Come on, Su Xing, tell everyone, what are you going to do in this moment of life and death?"

Su Xing lowered his head and squeezed the thick textbook in front of him, with a sad yet determined expression, he stood up abruptly from his seat.

Song Fang shook the broom in his hand, but before he could hold it firmly, he heard Su Xing shouting, his eyes were red from the stress reaction and said:

"Study hard and make progress every day! We don't fight for our father or mother, we only fight for the first place!"

"Idiots need to talk less, ugly people need to read more, we have to study quietly, and then amaze everyone!"

"Report, I really voluntarily went to school to study, no one forced me!"

Song Fang: "..."

Yes, it's pretty cute.

think rua.

Song Fang couldn't help laughing with the corners of his mouth hooked.

Su Xinghong looked at him with rabbit eyes.

Song Fang was serious for a second, "Student Su Xing is right, come on, let's memorize the text of Zou Ji's assassination of King Qin today first!"

"...Brother Fang, if you are free, you should go to the hospital to see your brain first."

The coffin boards of Qin Wang and Jin Ke can't be held down anymore, really can't be held down!

Song Fang: "..."

After Liao, heroes are not always understood by ordinary people.

After Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished talking outside the teacher, they looked up and saw Song Fang whose face was flushed, pursed their lips and smiled, then poured out the exercise book from the schoolbag and threw it on Ye Jiu's desk.

The effect of Song Fangfang's call for the meeting was not particularly good, mainly because he didn't believe that Class 21 could win Class 1, so he spent another ten minutes in ink on the stage before walking down in a daze.

He glanced at Fu Zhi's seat, and Fu Zhi was holding a pure English exercise book to sketch.

Song Fang approached and whispered, "Sister Zhi, are you pressing English questions for us?"

He pointed to the plain English exercise book.

Fu Zhi seemed a little speechless, "Although, this is a German book."

Song Fang: "..."

It's over.

The sky is going to kill my Qing Dynasty!

Under the double blow, Song Fang dragged his tired body back to his seat.

That's it, life and death are fate and wealth is in the sky.

He loves to brush the questions, and the questions love to play him!

——

The betting matter is not a trivial matter, especially when it involves Fu Zhi dropping out of school.

Director Liu couldn't control the scene, so he immediately called Ouyang Feng.

The humble little Liu secretly hated Fu Zhi as a child.

Ouyang Feng received a call from Xiao Liu, after listening to the ins and outs of the matter, he thought for a while, and said in a calm tone: "Since Fu Zhi said so, this month's salary, please give Teacher Qian an extra three thousand."

Director Liu: "???"

Director Liu didn't understand what Principal Ouyang meant, "You are publicly standing in line, Mr. Qian! Not too good, Principal..."

Although Teacher Qian is an excellent teacher in the school, Qian Wenrui is also linked to the school's good enrollment rate over the years, and Fu Zhi loves to fight and sue, but she is really a good child!

Director Liu doesn't want Fu Zhi to go!

"no."

Ouyang Feng was patient, and explained to Director Liu: "Mr. Qian has a small mind and pays too much attention to grades. It is easy to get angry when he is overtaken this time."

Director Liu understood, "This is not a reward, this is a pension?!"

Let's just say, the last time I saw Principal Ouyang pick Fu Zhi out of school, the relationship between the two seemed not simple, how could Principal Ouyang suddenly turn to Qian Wenrui again!

"Whatever Fu Zhi wants to do, let her do it boldly." Ouyang Feng squinted his eyes and said calmly, "Except for one student who was recommended to Tsinghua University last year, there were only four students admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, right?"

Director Liu nodded, "According to the earlier classes, the enrollment rate is much lower. In the best class of our school, 30 students were admitted to Tsinghua University. The source of students for these classes is not good, and the students are also not good enough. Always lax, the family has money, it’s hard to manage.”

"What if I say that Fu Zhi can make this year's students set new records?"

Director Liu snapped his fingertips.

——

The learning atmosphere of Class 21 has changed significantly.

In the past, the girls in the front row were half listening to class and half asleep, not to mention the boys in the back row, but after this incident, it was obvious that no one played games and fell asleep in class.

Fan Gaoda asked for leave today, and the substitute was a Chinese teacher from Class 3, surnamed Zhang.

Class 21 has a poor style of study, and there have been several vicious incidents of fighting before.

Teacher Zhang came to Class 21 with some apprehension.

Originally, she thought that she would not be able to suppress this group of students without Fan Gaoda's thunderous means, but she never thought that when she arrived, Zhou Zihuai would write physics formulas on the blackboard.

The students below held a pen and wrote vigorously according to his explanation.

Teacher Zhang's heart paused.

She subconsciously went to find where Fu Zhi was sitting.

She has been teaching in No. 1 Middle School for so long, even though she has never taught Fu Zhi, but Fu Zhi is really the student she likes the most and wants to teach the most.

However, Fu Zhi made a bet with Qian Wenrui this time.

Teacher Zhang felt a little pity. She also didn't think Class 21 could beat Class 1.

Teacher Zhang sighed.

Fu Zhi lowered his head, holding a black carbon pen, writing something on the white paper with his slender fingertips.

Can't see the face clearly, only a hazy profile, white and soft.

The Chinese class is very orderly.

After a class, there was interaction and the voice of taking notes, which gave Teacher Zhang a sense of accomplishment.

Song Fang even raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, can you tell everyone about reading comprehension again, and give me some templates?"

Teacher Zhang said "ah", and after a long time, he seemed to be relieved, "Yes. The students in class three have organized notes, you can borrow them and copy them, and then—"

Her eyes circled around the class, "It's like this. This final exam is for the Seven Schools Federation. The exam questions are new questions from the Education Bureau following the model and direction of the college entrance examination. If you want to improve your grades in a short time, Chinese I suggest you take a look at Chen Xin's questions. He gave Chinese questions for the college entrance examination two years ago. In the past two years, his student Bai Ji wrote the questions. He also followed his style, but the questions given by his apprentice are too new. It can only be digested within the capital, and you can’t get it even if you have money or connections.”

After a pause, Teacher Zhang said again: "As for the compulsory subject "Red Sun", it's best not to ask Fu Zhi. I've seen her real answer. It must be zero in the college entrance examination paper."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Absolutely.

Fu Zhi pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

Teacher Zhang was relieved to see that Fu Zhi was not unhappy.

To be honest, she was also quite afraid that Fu Zhi would hammer her.

Hey.

But Fu Zhi seems to have a good temper.

She survived the catastrophe and walked out of the classroom.

When she returned to the office, Qian Wenrui happened to be talking to the Chinese teacher in Class 1, and the two of them seemed to be holding some exercise books or something in their hands.

Seeing Teacher Zhang, he nodded slightly, and comforted him: "The students in Class 21 don't listen to the class, and it's not easy to manage. Teacher Zhang, you can just talk about it casually, don't take it to heart."

"Mr. Qian, I don't think you should say that about them." Teacher Zhang pursed her lower lip. "I think they are hardworking and good kids."

Good boy?

Qian Wenrui sneered.

Not in this dying throes.

Qian Wenrui ignored Teacher Zhang. The Chinese teacher in Class 1 opened the workbook and continued the topic just now. She was a little surprised and said, "Mr. Qian, where did you get Bai Ji's questions? It took a lot of money. money?"

"A gift from a friend."

In fact, they are not really friends. After making a bet with Fu Zhi this morning, Hangyuan heard the news. Ouyang Ya sent Wu Zhiheng to send Qian Wenrui the review materials for various subjects.

As the head teacher of Class 1, Qian Wenrui is very aware of the preciousness of this information!

Among other things, the physics materials in her hand are still new questions written by Professor He Minghe. There is a copy of the latest college entrance examination materials, which not only captures the key points of the college entrance examination, but also can stand out in this final exam.

It seemed that the Chinese teacher in Class 1 had a loud voice. Teacher Zhang stood up again before she could sit back in her seat, and leaned forward to take a look in disbelief.

The word Bai Ji is directly above the test question.

It's over.

Teacher Zhang had an idea in his mind.

Qian Wenrui wouldn't lend out the materials if she was killed. Class 1 would be even more powerful with the review materials. Class 21 wanted to win, but the difference was not just the materials!

If Class 21 wants to win, they have to invite big bosses like Bai Ji He Ming to give them lectures, right? !