His expression was cold, his tone was aggressive, and there was a wave of nameless anger.

Mu Zi was inexplicable, not knowing how he angered him.

However, since the showdown between the two, it is not surprising that Mu Zening always looks so yin and yang when talking to her.

After Mu Zening said these words, his expression became more gloomy, he turned around and left without even looking at Mu Zi.

Mu Zi stood there looking at his leaving back, his thoughts were messy and impetuous.

Something was rubbing against him lightly by his feet, and when he looked down, he found that it was Sisi who had come back from swimming, rubbing his ankle, wet.

She sighed softly and led Sisi back.

Because of Qiao Jingjia's death, for two full days on Saturday and Sunday, Mu Zihun did not stay home, even if he deliberately wanted to divert his attention, the dull and depressed emotions always followed him.

Murong Cheng made a special time to come back to accompany her at night.

"Would you like to go out to play?" Murong Cheng coaxed her to be happy. "How about taking a few days off and going to the island again? I heard that there are more rabbits on the island. Let's go check it out and relax by the way."

"No way." Mu Ziwo shook his head in his arms, "It's almost over, homework is important."

Murong Cheng didn't persuade him any more, but stroked her hair once, like smoothing the cat's hair.

The homework in the middle school is not difficult for Mu Zi, but the difficulty lies in it. He has to stand out among a group of outstanding elite students and get the first place every time.

"I insisted on getting the quota for so long. If I take the second or third place after getting the quota, it would be shameful..." Before falling asleep, Mu Zi was still muttering this in Murong Cheng's arms. thing.

In fact, it is already very good to be able to get second and third in the Gree test. It is only the first place for so long. If it is not there, the teacher will probably feel that Mu Zi is overwhelmed.

When I went to school on Monday, the teacher arranged a preliminary test without warning. Everyone was caught off guard, and the class wailed.

The exam was so sudden that even the model student Mu Zi felt that he hadn't performed well.

When the teacher was collecting the test papers, some students couldn't help but said: "Teacher, next time I will let me know in advance, so that I can still warm up the book the night before."

The teacher replied: "Life is like this, full of surprises everywhere, not everything waits for you to be ready to happen again."

Everyone can't laugh or cry.

During the lunch break, Mu Zi had dinner with Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia as usual, inevitably talking about the exam.

"It is estimated that Zizi is number one again." Zhuang Jia sighed.

"Not necessarily, I didn't play well this time." Mu Zi smiled and shook his head.

Jiang Zhinuan said: "You are not alone. I don't think everyone has played well. Alas, I haven't even seen several questions."

Mu Zi smiled, thinking that this kind of life is pretty good. For students, exams are already a big deal. After taking care of the exams, they take care of everything.

The three girls were eating and chatting, and Mu Zi couldn't help asking more when he remembered Zhuang Jia's visit to Duan's house.

Judging from Zhuang Jia's expression, she had a good time at Duan's house, and nothing happened.

"It seems that genius children are not all geniuses. Qi Qi really has no talent for baseball." Zhuang Jia said with a smile, "Take ten shots and hit two or three times. That's pretty good."

"Really." Mu Zi asked casually, "How many years has Master Duan learn baseball?"

"I started learning when I was five years old. Duan Yuhui was a baseball player on the school team when he was a student, so he started teaching Qiqi baseball at a very young age."

Mu Zi felt that this point was very important, and silently wrote it down in her heart.

At this time, a classmate came over and said: "Mu Zi, you are here, someone is looking for you, just waiting at the school gate."