Chapter 141： The results have been restored!

Chapter 141 results have been restored!

A piece of shredded paper on a table, Xiao Qiu Ci licked his lips and looked for one by one.

"Mr. Xiao, you should first classify, put a bunch of English, put a bunch of language, put a bunch of physics, and then fight." Someone reminded on the side.

Xiao Qiuci’s hands are shaking, a shredded piece of paper and a shredded piece of paper...

So many people around, watching, like a knife-like gaze blowing her flesh, Xiao Qiuci simply wants to find a seam to drill in!

At this moment, Xiao Ruyue rushed in and cried and squeezed into the crowd.

"Mom, Mom, what are you doing?" Xiao Ruyue saw Xiao Qiuci's humiliating humiliation, and she cried even more. She once hugged the cloud painting. "Drawing, don't you be so good? Mom didn't intentionally tear it off." It’s me because of your test paper, because I don’t want to humiliate my mother anymore?”

Cloud painting seems to look like Xiao Ruyue: "I humiliate her? The person who robbed my father and destroyed my family is your mother and daughter. I tore off my test paper and let me become the second to last in the school or your mother and daughter... Why do you say me? Shame you? Where can I humiliate you?"

"That is, really shameless! It is obviously a murderer, and I have to pretend to be pitiful to whom? Disgusting death."

"Isn't it? Both mother and daughter are the same, the bad things are all done by them, and they have to be pitiful, and I have to vomit!"

Xiao Qiuci and Xiao Ruyue really realized what it is called, what the husband said!

However, this is far worse than the experience of the previous generation of cloud paintings?

Rest assured, she will give them back to them little by little!

......

Xiao Ruyue was crying enough. Seeing no one helped her. Instead, she looked at her with a contemptuous look. Xiao Ruyue didn’t cry anymore. It’s boring to cry again. She was very filial and began to help her mother. Shredded papers are sorted, pieced together, and then painted to the cloud to stick the paper...

The location on the desk is not enough, just put it on the floor.

Xiao Qiuci and Xiao Ruyue's mother and daughter humiliatedly smashed the paste on the floor...

For a long time, from the first class to the noon school, the mother and the daughter are too tired to stand up, but also put together two volumes, one English, one physics!

99 points in English, a perfect score.

Physical 100, full score!

All the teachers are shocked!

It is no wonder that Xiao Qiuci wants to tear off the scroll of the cloud painting, and this score is a proper one!

Although Xiao Ruyue also entered a class, it was the tail of the crane, a group of 50 people, Xiao Ruyue is 49, more than 50 points!

But if the cloud painting goes to class 1...

No wonder, it is no wonder that Xiao Qiuci is not willing to let the cloud painting go to class 1, because the cloud painting has gone, Xiao Ruyue will be compared to garbage!

Oh, the most poisonous woman!

Too poisonous!

The two volumes were handed over to the hand of the cloud painting. The cloud painting was read from beginning to end. The point that the English deducted was in the composition. She wrote too fast. Congratulations wrote a letter less and did not check it out. The word is wrong and deducted 1 point.

After reading it, the cloud painting was relieved and looked at the director of the grade: "There is a roll, can the score be added?"

Wu Hao pumped his mouth and said: "Yes."

Cloud painting nodded: "Is the score already registered? Don't forget it?"

Wu Hao is speechless, is this not nonsense? No one can forget this result!

Looking at Wu Hao nodded, the cloud painting directly picked up the scissors on the table, and the paper was cut against the test paper. Oops, with a transparent glued roll, the hand can't be torn, only the scissors!

However, the move of cloud painting scared Xiao Ruyue. She rushed over and grabbed the hand of the cloud painting. She cried insanely: "Why are you doing it? Why should I cut it off? I and my mother are hard to piece together." !"

The cloud painting shrugged. "It’s useless to finish reading the paper. I want to tear it off and tear it off..."

(End of this chapter)