Seeing Ding Jiayi like this, Qiao Nan sarcastically pulled the corners of her mouth.

If she had just won the ten yuan, it is estimated that even the good news that Qiao Zijin can participate in the provincial composition competition cannot save her mother's appetite.

Thinking of spending some money for herself, she has let her mother arrive at the place where she can't sleep at night. What else can she say.

In the blink of an eye, two weeks passed quickly.

On Saturday, Zhao Yu was ready to go to the school and wait for the teacher in the morning. Seeing the car rented by the school coming, Zhao Yu got on the car happily and chose a seat to sit.

"Well, why are we four today? Doesn't it mean that our school has chosen five people?" Everyone may come early. After a while, Zhao Yu saw three students who often take composition training courses together.

"I don't know." Another student is also a question mark.

"Zhao Yu, are you from class one?" Sitting behind Zhao Yu's classmates, there was a sneer on their faces: "do you really don't know, or do you fake it?"

"What do you mean by that?" She didn't mess with her, did she?

"Qiao Nan's composition is so good. In two examinations, almost all of them are full marks. Who do you think the fifth person will be? Qiao Nan has been settled by the school for a long time. " In the face of the special case of Qiao Nan, some people are not happy, but they are not happy any more, but those who have read Qiao Nan's composition have to accept it. This is the person who speaks.

She felt more than Zhao Yumin. There were only four of her five people in Ming Dynasty. She had asked her teacher for a long time.

Finally, she got such a result. At first, she was not satisfied. The Chinese teacher showed her Qiao Nan's composition, and she didn't say a word.

Take Qi to take Qi, the heart is still uncomfortable.

Now hear Zhao Yu say so, this schoolmate in the heart is more not happy.

"What, Qiao Nan has been settled in the school for a long time?" Zhao Yu's eyes stared. Is Qiao Nan really one of the five: "then why doesn't she always come to the training class?"

"Miss Li." At this time, Qiao Nan's voice came out of the car: "I'm not late, am I?"

"No, it's just the right time. Hurry up and get on the bus." Mr. Li smiled and asked Qiao nan to get on the bus: "you don't feel carsick. If you feel carsick, you'd better take the front seat."

The students in these competitions have to keep them at their best.

"Miss Li, I don't get carsick. I'll just sit around."

After getting on the bus, Qiao Nan sat down when she saw a free place. As for the front and back, she never cared.

Looking at Zhao Yu walking in front of him, Zhao Yu's face turned white with anger. He said that he would fight, lie and boast. Why did Qiao Nan come? It's not fair!

It's Fair for other students to think that the four of them are selected from the school and often have half a month's training. Why does Qiao Nan have nothing to attend, but she is qualified to go to the provincial composition competition?!

“……” Want to return to think, but in front of the teacher, Zhao Yu in the end is not dare to put forward their own questions, can only sit in their own position to keep silent.

The car drove for about an hour and a half. Qiao Nan slept in the car.

Among the five students, Qiao Nan is the only one who is still sleeping in the car. The other four are either turning over their own compositions which have been revised by the teacher or reading the composition books.

In this period of training, the teacher simulated many composition questions for them to write, one is as an exercise, and the other is that if they guessed the examination questions, they would be lucky.

Four students are holding the idea of "in case the teacher guessed it" and recite their own composition.

But when they looked back and saw Qiao Nan, who was leaning on the chair and sleeping, with his head askew from east to west, grinding his teeth, they always thought that such Qiao Nan was really disgusting.

"Relax, too. Don't be too nervous." When the teachers saw this, they all laughed. Qiao Nan was a little girl, but her heart was wide enough to sleep so well.

However, people who have experience in taking a car know that it's boring in the car and inconvenient to see things. Sleeping is undoubtedly the best thing to pass the time.

"Oh."

"I see, Miss Li." Four students answered a sentence feebly. Who can relax? If this composition competition can get a good result, you can get more points in the middle school examination later.

"Jonan, wake up. Here we are."

After arriving at the venue, Qiao Nan was waked up by Miss Li.

"Here we are?" Qiao Nan rubbed his eyes, and the little red face with a little meat recently looks like an apple, which is very beautiful.

"By the way, here we are." As soon as Miss Li's eyes are soft, she looks at her children like: "drink water, wake up, but don't be so confused and sleepy in the competition."

"Well, I'll go to the bathroom and wash my face later." Qiao Nan nodded, got off the car and went to wash his face, but forgot his schoolbag in the car.

When Qiao Nan finished washing her face, the teacher had led the students into the examination room.

"Miss Li, I'm going back to the bus. I put my schoolbag on it, and the pen or something is still on it." Qiao Nan said hello to Mr. Li and took the bag off the car as fast as possible.Zhao Yu, standing behind the teacher, saw this scene and raised his mouth and smiled.

"Come on, let's hurry into the examination room." The teachers quickly arranged the positions for the students. As soon as the competition time started, the bell rang, and all the students began to look down to examine the questions.

When she saw the examination questions, Qiao Nan was a little surprised. She once wrote a composition that just fit the theme. This time, she could be lazy.

She only wrote that composition once, and there are still some small problems. This is her second time. If you polish it a little, it should not be a big problem.

After thinking about it, Qiao Nan took out her pen and began to write. But when she finished writing a word, there was only a print of the word on the paper, but there was no ink.

Qiao Nan blinked. This pen is new. How could it not write.

Qiao Nan, who didn't believe in evil, tried to wipe the pen on the paper again to prevent the wax on the pen, but after rubbing for a long time, the pen still couldn't write a word.

Qiao Nan's mission was abandoned, and the pen still couldn't write.

Damn it.

Qiao Nan hurriedly changed a pen. She took three pens in total, but it's strange that these three pens, which were used very well, can't write at all now!

Zhao Yu, who was sitting behind, had been secretly looking at Qiao Nan. He saw Qiao Nan playing drums there for a long time. Maybe he didn't write a word, and the curve of his mouth turned up.

This time, she wanted to see how Qiao Nan fought with her!