Eyes widened, staring blankly.
This Qiao Anchu really has two brushes.
She sat back in her seat, went back to look through the test paper, and found the 149-point one, and she "hissed".
"This...Qiao Anchu scores 149 in English."
"Fuck! No way."
"Didn't Qiao Anchu have something like that before, did he review it at home?"
"This is too powerful."
Teachers in other classes envy Class A, "Your Class A is really talented."
Liu Yan's mouth raised a smile of satisfaction, but she just changed so many test papers, there are no more than 140, so this time Qiao Anchu won the first place.
After half thinking about it, she flipped through Qiao Yimo's test paper, looked at the results column, and was shocked.
How could this be?
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When Qiao Yimo walked out of the school gate, he saw the tired car.
She walked over, glanced at the co-pilot's Mo Jun, and consciously walked to the back and sat on it.
When Mo Jun saw Qiao Yimo, he asked: "Sister-in-law, why are you leaving school so soon."
Qiao Yimo was playing with his mobile phone, and faintly responded, "Well, today's exam."
"Hey, sister-in-law or Xueba? I came out so soon!"
"Fill in randomly." Qiao Yimo said blankly.
She has already thought about going to Class F next semester. It is really annoying to be in Class A. That stupid English teacher and Qiao Anchu stared at her dreamily and were tired.
Leng Jian looked at Qiao Yimo with a low laugh, "Have you known about racing cars?"
"Racing car?" Qiao Yimo said with a flushed face and no beating, "I have seen it on TV."
Sure enough, there were too many lies, and Qiao Yimo even believed him.
"How do you feel?" Leng Tire asked in a low voice.
"Exciting!" Qiao Yimo said casually.
Listening to this tone, the man was testing her.
"Do you know the person Ye Ying?" Leng Jian asked Qiao Yimo, suddenly "his" when he looked at Mo Jun driving the car.
"Master Tired, the night shadow you said is a car god, right?"
Regarding Ye Ying, Mo Jun knows a little bit, and he is also involved in the racing circle.
"What do you want to ask?" Qiao Yimo glanced sideways at his tired face, a shrewd light flashed under his eyes.
"Oh, nothing, just ask." Leng Juo's mouth twitched lightly, looking harmless.
Seeing this, Qiao Yimo only said lightly, "I've heard of it."
When Qiao Yimo said this, the car Mo Jun drove reached Qi Lin.
In the place where they are a few hundred meters together, I can see how excited the people ahead are.
Qilin Circuit is the largest circuit in City S. I heard that this place is also the common site of Mo and Leng.
As soon as you enter the racing track, a large screen hangs on the top of the front, and you can see the real-time racing of the car.
Thrilling, excitement, speed, these words could not describe the car better.
"Have you ever played a racing car?" Leng Jie's eyes fell on Qiao Yimo.
"No."
Listening to the words, Leng Juan raised his delicate eyebrows, "Or, I will show you a fun today."
Qiao Yimo nodded, curling his lips slightly, "Okay!"
She really wanted to see how cold she was.
Mo Jun leaned forward, looking at Leng Tire, "Master Tired, you want to participate in the competition?"
Qiao Yimo shook his head, "No, he will just take me, do you want to be together?"
"Then there is no need, I can play by myself." Mo Jun looked at his sweaty sports car, very self-confident.
But the facts proved that this Mo Jun was not a vegetarian either, and he surpassed Lengjuan and Qiao Yimo's car in just two minutes at the beginning.
The black sports car has been lagging behind Mo Jun's red sports car.
Qiao Yimo glanced cold and tired, and said with a low smile: "Master Tiong, you are so slow."
The words fell, Leng Tiong's mouth twitched, and his scarlet eyes showed bloodthirsty pleasure. He raised his eyebrows, "Then you can sit down."
Men can't be said no to. Facts have proved that Qiao Yimo's remarks aroused a cold and tired desire to win.
He had always worried about Qiao Yimo's "first time" ride in a car, so he slowed down. Never thought, this little girl doesn't appreciate her, and she spit on him naked? JrNovels.com