Chapter 20

In less than half an hour, the new transfer student from class 8 was the real daughter of Zhu family, which spread all over every corner of the school. The QQ wechat group of the school's Post Bar Forum was brushed by this explosive news.

The photos of Mingjing are also circulated everywhere in the school's public forum. They envy Zhu Xiangxiang's transformation and boast that Mingjing damages Zhu Xiangxiang. Zhu Xiangxiang's fans want to find some shortcomings from Mingjing according to the principle of picking bones in eggs to prove Zhu Xiangxiang's excellence. In short, it's not lively.

Some of the good people went to the gate of class 8 to peep, and even opened a live broadcast.

"These people are too much. They chirp like flies. They're bored to death." Tao Xingxing was about to stand up and drive the group away.

Mingjing practiced a page of calligraphy. It's an authentic running script. The brush is vigorous and powerful, elegant and restrained.

Just like her whole person, she doesn't look at the mountains and dew, but she is like clouds and fog, which can never be understood.

"If you care, they will intensify. If you don't care, they will leave if they feel boring for a long time."

"I'm not as patient as you." Tao Xingxing flipped his mobile phone and browsed the posts on the forum. His lungs were going to explode.

She held the mobile phone screen in front of the mirror: "look at how excessive these people are. They say you look earthy and ugly. You can't even compare with Zhu Xiangxiang's thumb. You deserve to be held wrong..."

The mirror glanced faintly and looked away.

Tao Xingxing shook her arm: "Mingjing, can we not be so Buddha? Others have bullied me to the end. I'm so angry."

Mingjing looked at her quietly: "then, you were bitten by a dog. Do you want to bite back?"

Her expression was very calm. Her dark eyes were like the best obsidian. They were transparent and bright, but somehow, people didn't dare to look at them, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

Tao Xingxing choked and burst out laughing: "your metaphor... I really don't know how to answer, but if bitten by a dog, I must kill the dog. Otherwise, what if a mad dog bites someone else? It can be regarded as killing the people."

Mingjing shook his head with a smile and bowed his head to practice calligraphy wholeheartedly.

Mingjing became famous in the school all at once. Everyone compared her with Zhu Xiangxiang, from height, appearance, temperament, speech to achievement. Finally, it came to the conclusion that the real daughter was blown up by the fake daughter. Those supporters of Zhu Xiangxiang hope to comfort themselves with this method. How right it is to like Zhu Xiangxiang.

Among them, the worst thing to be crushed is the results. Zhu Xiangxiang is a top student. He has entered the red list of grades every year and has not been in the top ten. He has a soft hand in obtaining various excellent certificates. He is also the backbone of the school student union and is very liked by teachers. Mingjing is divided into the worst eight classes. How about the results?

Although some people refute that it is caused by the educational environment. If they are not held wrong, all the auras Zhu Xiangxiang gets should be a mirror, but there are not so many in the world. If the world only looks at the results and only looks at the present.

However, before long, the posts on the forum post bar discussing the mirror mysteriously disappeared, and those who secretly poked and satirized the mirror were also banned. Those who smell the wind dare not show up on the forum again, but can only talk in private.

"The ban is good. One by one, like the eight women, the administrator has a good insight." Tao Xingxing couldn't help applauding the administrator.

In the last self-study class, no one studied except the mirror.

At this time, Hu Tian came in with a stack of test papers and began to hand them out one by one.

As usual in class 8, after getting the test paper, he either stuffed it into the desk or rolled it into a paper ball as waste paper. When it was sent to the mirror, Hu Tian looked at her and pursed his lips. "The test was good."

As soon as Mingjing got the test paper, a scream broke out in her ear: "120 points? Mingjing, you're too good."

The results of the in class test basically come out in the morning and afternoon. Many people don't take it seriously, and the paper is not difficult, but it doesn't mean that class 8 has the strength to get full marks.

This is math. Mingjing got a full score in math, which is the most test of IQ.

I thought it was bronze, but I didn't know it was king.

Tao Xingxing's scream attracted the attention of the whole class and subconsciously looked over.

"Are you kidding? She can get full marks?" Zhang Jingwen said subconsciously. After that, she looked at the eye mirror nervously and felt itchy again.

Tao Xingxing grabbed the test paper of Mingjing and read it back and forth. "Our class 8 is going to be a Xueba."

Zhang Jingwen clenched her teeth and stared at the mirror with hatred. "Xueba? With her, who knows if she cheated."

Tao Xingxing's eyes turned white. Zhang Jingwen said, "the mirror doesn't deserve it. Do you deserve it? You've got a few points in the exam. Come out and show everyone. Besides, I'm the mirror's deskmate. I don't know that she cheated. If she cheated, I'll write Tao Xingxing upside down."

At one time, the people in class 8 looked at the mirror differently. It was the worship of Xueba.

Originally, after the exposure of Zhu's real daughter's identity, everyone sympathized with her. All her auras were robbed by Zhu Xiangxiang. After she came, she usually studied seriously and never made any moths. Everyone likes this kind of silent and clever girl and naturally has some good feelings for her.

Maybe the public sympathizes with the weak. Between Zhu Xiangxiang and Mingjing, Mingjing is an obvious weak.

Now Mingjing has got a full score in math. What does that mean?

She's not weak at all!

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Someone secretly posted anonymously on the forum, saying that he was Mingjing's classmate. In the morning, Mingjing got full marks in the math quiz.

Those who were pressed down were ready to break out. A lot of people replied under the post. Some did not believe it, some laughed at boasting, and some were unbelievable. In short, the administrator didn't come out to delete the post prohibition this time.

——If she studies well, how can she be assigned to class 8?

——Maybe the Zhu family didn't care about her past achievements and threw it to class 8. Who knows it's a wolf. Hahaha, what's the look in the Zhu family's eyes?

——Are you kidding? It's class 8 Where scum students gather. If she hadn't cheated, I'd screw my head off and kick the ball.

——It will be the monthly exam soon. I'll bet you upstairs that if she can get into the red list, she won't let you screw your head off and kick the ball. How about running ten laps on the playground in underpants?

——I bet. I remember your bet with the ID name "drunken dream of Jinghua". I took a screenshot. I also took a screenshot of "high mountains and flowing water" upstairs.