The order of the exam is arranged according to the test number. On the first day of the single number and the second day of the double number, Ling Xiaoxiao is not the lucky one because she has the double number on the second day, and Jiang Zizhuo is not the lucky one because his test number is in front and the first few will be on stage.

It was originally a role to play soybeans. Ling Xiaoxiao had no idea about when she was scheduled to take the exam. Maybe it would be a little better the next day because her condition would improve...

She glanced at Jiang Zizhuo with her eyes, and she saw that the other party had a completely calm expression from beginning to end. That's right, what is this genius student not good at? The word nervousness has probably never appeared on the other party.

The first few students who went up were obviously not prepared enough. Although they spoke fluently, they were a little incoherent. After talking for a long time, they could not find the central idea and focus. They often said that the scope of the speech was too large and empty. Jiang Zizhuo was the fifth, and appeared in a tense atmosphere. Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes were on the other party from the moment he stood up. She saw that the other party was on stage, which made her nervous than she did on stage herself. It was really unhappy to realize that she was nervous.

Jiang Zizhuo was very calm, and should be said to be calm. He stood on the stage and glanced slowly before speaking calmly. Using Ling Xiaoxiao's words to interpret Jiang Zizhuo's words, that is, this is the simplest and most rude understanding of this word by a straight male late-stage cancer person.

Jiang Zizhuo’s understanding of growth is very simple, that is, do whatever he wants when he reaches his time. Of course, if he can, he must do his best to do his best and not leave any regrets on himself.

How domineering this is, but it seems so natural to say everything from him. Ling Xiaoxiao knew his growth trajectory in his previous life. He won the first-class scholarship of QDa. He went to the United States as an exchange student in his junior year. He started a business with a few classmates there and then started a website. Then he went public all the way. He was less than 30 years old. He became a domineering president with a net worth of over 100 million, a life of cheating and inspiring stories.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at his face and looked dazed. In this life, his life trajectory may still be the same, but what about herself? She is obviously more talented in liberal arts. During this period, Zhou Yejun has been lamenting her talent in language and wants her to be more attentive in this area and take an exam in a language school in the future. What should I do to be better? Since her rebirth, she has been confused about the future for the first time.

Jiang Zizhuo walked back to his seat amid applause, and saw Ling Xiaoxiao, who was passing through the aisle, with her eyes blank and her pupils scattered. I wonder what she was thinking. Is her statement that bad? Didn’t the teachers sitting in the front row just now nodding or appreciating? For the first time, the top students had a little doubt about their abilities.

Wu Qingqing played in the middle of the afternoon. This time period can be said to be the best time period with state bonus, so even though she was a little nervous and not very innovative, she just typed the draft several times. Her conversation was clear, and there was no pause or stage fright from beginning to end. From the teachers' satisfied expression, it can be seen that she could at least get a score that was not low.

The last student finished his lecture in the afternoon. All the projects on the first day were over. The evening was free time. Ling Xiaoxiao had already gone to the young aunt's deathly serial ca11 Middle School to finish her meal. The hotel where Ninth Middle School was located was next to the hotel where Ninth Middle School was staying. Wu Qingqing originally wanted to go to Ling Xiaoxiao to chat at night, but when she saw that she was going to her relative's house, she had to do it.

Wu Qingqing helped her pack up her things and helped her walk out: "Is your little aunt's house far away? Can you get through alone like this?"

"It should... not far away?" Ling Xiaoxiao said very unsure. I remember that my aunt moved once. The place she lived in before the move was very close to Experimental Middle School, but she no longer remembers when she moved away...

"You don't know?" Wu Qingqing was shocked: "You don't know how to get over?"

"This." Ling Xiaoxiao touched her nose: "Call her to ask, she should have someone at this time."

Wu Qingqing held Ling Xiaoxiao speechlessly and walked out. Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and thought carefully about where her aunt's house was. She didn't see the unconcealed smile on the corner of Jiang Zizhuo's mouth not far away.

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao and the others walked out of the functional building, they saw their little aunt standing not far away, talking to a middle-aged man of her age. While saying that, they did not forget to look at the functional building. When they saw Ling Xiaoxiao coming out, they hurried over.

"Yaya, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The little aunt was so nervous when she saw Ling Xiaoxiao's pale face being helped out.

There were people coming and going, and Ling Xiaoxiao was really unwilling to talk too much, so she said goodbye to Wu Qingqing, and then pulled her little aunt out: "Auntie, I'm hungry now, now I'm hungry, so let's go back to have a meal quickly. I haven't seen Xiaofan and Xiaoyi and the other two children for a long time."

When he heard Ling Xiaoxiao say he was hungry, the little aunt quickly helped her walk to the school gate: "Let me tell you, tonight, your elder and second aunts will all go to my house. They haven't seen you for a long time, and they all want to see you. When the little aunt pours hot pot for you, she will definitely make you full."

The little aunt called a taxi and waited at the school gate. They could get in the car without having to walk too much. When they got in the car, the little aunt was still worried. She took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and asked her what was going on. Ling Xiaoxiao had no choice but to put her in her ear and whisper a few words.

When the little aunt heard this, she bit her lower lip and thought about it. She had no good idea. She said that the Chinese medicine in Ancheng is not much better than Quanxian...

On weekends, no one went to work. One of my aunt's two sons was in the second grade of junior high school, as old as Ye Ling, and the other was just in the second grade of elementary school, and was still a half-year-old child. My aunt Shen Chunhong always wanted a daughter. After giving birth to the eldest child, she almost suffered from postpartum depression because she was not a daughter. Although she liked various cares for her son, she still thought about having another daughter in her heart.

The couple are both in the financial system, and if they want to have children, they have to be laid off. Later, the uncle who felt sorry for his wife did not know what method he used, so he got a legal fertility indicator and gave birth to another one. This should have been a happy thing, but after she gave birth to another son, there was nothing...

In Ling Xiaoxiao's previous life, the one I heard from my aunt talk most was that she hoped that Ling Fan would have a granddaughter to hug her when she got married. Unfortunately, Ling Fan had not yet gone to college...
Chapter completed!