After the real daughter is reborn, she is beautiful

After scrolling down several pages, just gloating, Lin Ya returned the phone to the little fat man and took out the book from her schoolbag.

At this time, a boy in the same class walked into the classroom, looked around, and after seeing Lin Ya, he stood at the door and shouted at Lin Ya:

"Lin Ya! Teacher Gong told you to go to the office."

After hearing this, the little fat man raised his legs gloatingly and said:

"It's not because you bullied Ye Muxue, the head teacher asked you to drink tea in the office, right? Comrade Lin Ya, you must not be fired?"

Lin Ya looked at the playful little fat man, she was a little dumb, and angrily fought back:
"What kind of bullying? It's so ugly. Dad, I just teach her how to behave."

Lin Ya left a word, waved her hands and walked away.

As soon as she entered the office, Lin Ya saw the class teacher Gong Deai rubbing his beer belly, chatting with several teachers with a smile on his face.

Seeing Lin Ya standing at the door, Gong Deai waved to Lin Ya with a smile on his face.

"Lin Ya, come here quickly."

Lin Ya stepped forward quickly and stopped in front of Gong Deai.

"Lin Ya, you did well in the midterm exam this time."

Gong Deai picked up Lin Ya's report card placed on the table, looked at it carefully, and read it again and again with satisfaction.

Class A's grades have always been poor. Although Lin Ya could not raise the average score of the whole class by herself, she has squeezed out the original first place in her grade, and even left others by a large margin.

This also made the originally mediocre class A stand out, and made the class teacher with mediocre performance shine.

"Good luck."

Lin Ya smiled modestly.

"This year's Imperial City Cup competition is about to start. Everyone can register for three subjects at most. The grade group decided to let you apply for the three subjects of law, political science and history. Do you have any opinions?"

Gong Deai looked at Lin Ya full of hope. If Lin Ya really agreed, then their Class A could become a god in one fell swoop by relying on this competition.

"When is it?"

In her previous life, Lin Ya was a scumbag, and she made up for it later by making up lessons. She had never participated in such a competition.

But if Lin Ya remembered correctly, An Rou seemed to have participated in this event in her previous life, and didn't win a single prize.

"The time is Saturday and Sunday next week, and the place is at our school."

Lin Ya thought for a while, and there should be nothing important, so she agreed.

After all, it was an opportunity to suppress An Rou, and he couldn't let it go.

"Then it's settled. Let's confirm again. The three subjects of law, political science, and history will be taken at school on Saturday and Sunday next week."

Gong Deai confirmed again and again, lest Lin Ya remember the wrong subjects or time.

Lin Ya nodded slightly, indicating that she had remembered clearly.

"Go and call Sun Mingyu over when you go back to the classroom."

Gong De'ai handed Lin Ya three registration forms, and asked her to call another student in the classroom, Science Master, to the office and ask him to sign up for other projects.

Lin Ya responded and walked out of the classroom.

Sun Mingyu, such a familiar name.

I seem to have heard this name in the previous life.

Lin Ya kept searching in her mind, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Suddenly a white light flashed in my mind.

Could it be the financial advisor of LF Group, Sun Mingyu?
Who is the CEO of LF Group has always been a mystery, but the financial advisor of LF Group is an out-and-out master.

Running the entire LF Group with just a few sporadic funds is inseparable from the efforts and capabilities of the CEO and financial consultants.

Unexpectedly, this Sun Mingyu was actually his classmate!
Lin Ya was a little annoyed. In her previous life, Su Mingze was so full of thoughts that she didn't care about other things.

Fortunately, there is still room for redemption, and she still has a chance to hug her thigh.

As soon as Lin Ya returned to her seat, the little fat man came up and asked:

"How is it? How did the teacher teach you?"

Lin Ya squinted at the little fat man, and said angrily, "The teacher asked me to participate in the competition. You don't want to be scolded every day, thinking that everyone else is just like you."

"Are you talking about the Imperial Capital Cup? I guess I have to participate in that thing too."

The little fat man sighed, with an expression of no one but me, which made Lin Ya amused.

"Just you? The total score is the bottom one in the class, and you still participate in the competition?" Lin Ya snorted, and then asked the little fat man: "Who is Sun Mingyu? The teacher told him to go to the office."

Arguing with the little fat man almost forgot the business.

Unexpectedly, the little fat man looked at Lin Ya with an expression like a fool, and there was also a hint of sadness.

"What's your expression like?"

Lin Ya looked at the little fat man's gaze, feeling a little puzzled.

"No, Lin Ya, you've been sitting at the same table with me for over a month, and you still don't know my name."

Lin Ya waved her hand, too lazy to talk nonsense with the little fat man, now he just wants to know who Sun Mingyu is.

"What's your name, aren't you called Little Fatty?" Lin Ya teased.

The little fat man was fuming with anger at Lin Ya's words, saying that a round person has a broad heart and a fat body, but the little fat man didn't feel it at all, he felt like a ball that was about to burst.

He took a deep breath to calm down his fluctuating mood.

Adults don't remember villains, and he won't care about Lin Ya, a "villain".

The little fat man ignored Lin Ya, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey! Fatty! You haven't told me who Sun Mingyu is?"

Lin Ya looked a little funny at the little fat man who ignored her.

Tease him and get angry.

But within 5 minutes, the little fat man came back with a piece of paper and put it on the desk.

"Bring something back?"

Lin Ya muttered, and picked up the paper that the little fat man had just brought back.

Registration form for the Imperial Capital Cup, Sun Mingyu, 18 years old, a representative candidate for finance in the first year of S University.

Lin Ya's pupils shrank suddenly, no way...

She slowly looked at the little fat man next to her.

"You can't be Sun Mingyu, can you?"

Lin Ya stared blankly at the little fat man, this world is really amazing.

"Yeah, I've been sitting at the same table with you for a month and you still don't know my name, Lin Ya, aren't you a bit too much..."

The little fat man sat in his seat, scolding Lin Ya endlessly.