"Could it be that Qiao Yimo is also a fan of Qingqing, and then imitated her style?"

"It stands to reason, she doesn't need to copy or imitate her grades."

Yin Su also felt that Qiao Yimo was not such a person, so she cautiously said: "Is Qiao Yimo the Qingqing himself?" The

"Ah!! This is unlikely!"

"Isn't it possible? How could Qingqing be a college student with such a mature and sophisticated writing style?"

Moreover, many of the teachers present were all loyal fans of Qingqing, and I always felt that the novel author she fancied could not be a college student or a little girl.

It's impossible!

Yin Su frowned as he listened to the words of several teachers.

If Qiao Yimo was not Qingqing, this behavior would be plagiarism and would be hung on the warning board.

This will have a great impact on future awards and graduation.

Now other teachers have seen this composition, and they may report it secretly.

Knowing this would happen, she wouldn't let Qiao Yimo write an essay.

Yin Su's intestines are all regretful...

*

School is over in the afternoon, at the school gate.

After Qiao Yimo left the classroom, he received a cold and tired message.

At a glance, she recognized the man's car.

The window of the black Maybach slowly rolled down, and the man's thin lips were slightly hooked, "Why is it later than usual?"

Qiao Yimo opened the car door and said, "I came here for a short test and wrote a composition, or maybe it will be half an hour earlier."

Bohua was slightly surprised when he heard what Qiao Yimo said, "Miss Qiao's composition can be written in only half an hour?"

In those days, he had also studied at university, and he was tortured by composition every time he took the Chinese test, and he never finished writing every time between the regulations.

Qiao Yimo's mouth curled slightly when he heard the words, "Isn't it easy to write a composition?"

In addition to the number of points, there is basically no difficulty.

Bo Hua glanced at the rearview mirror, wiped his sweat, and looked embarrassed: "Forget that Miss Qiao is the top scorer in the college entrance examination."

The top score in the college entrance examination naturally means that the writing is also a full score.

It was the first time he heard that he could get a perfect score in the college entrance examination composition.

Could it be that Miss Qiao also has outstanding strengths in writing?

Maybe she still knows the author of the novel named Qing Qing.

After pondering for a few seconds, he finally decided to ask, "Miss Qiao writes so well, do you know anyone in the writing circle or the novel circle?"

"No." Qiao Yimo spit out a little.

Bohua sighed deeply as the voice fell to the ground.

He thought that Miss Qiao might know Qingqing.

However, this result was also what he had thought of a long time ago.

After all, she is so cold-tempered and it is normal not to take the initiative to contact others.

Suddenly, someone's cell phone rang in the car.

Leng Tiong naturally looked at the girl next to her.

He glanced from the corner of the light, and the phone message showed that there was only one word "zhe".

Remarks that he is cold and tired. Why does that person want a "zhe"?

He really wanted to grab her phone and change the remarks.

The girl didn't notice the slight changes in the man next to her, so she opened WeChat on her own.

Su Zhe: "If the speculation is wrong, Morun Pavilion will appear on Jiangcheng Avenue at night, and the pavilion owner of Morun Pavilion will also be dispatched."

When Qiao Yimo saw the message from Su Zhe, the aura on his body gradually became colder and colder. Will Pavilion Master Mo Run still be dispatched?

This is clearly aimed at her, isn't it?

Okay, Liangzi is settled.

When Qiao Yimo thought about the last time the book was detained, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hooked. Feng's eyes were very playful, and he said coldly: "It's pretty good." JrNovels.com