The vixen is reborn and counterattacks to become the all-powerful queen

"The time is up, now tell me your choice."

"Teacher, I choose the first option. I want to answer the same test paper as my classmates. It doesn't matter if the college entrance examination is halfway through, as long as I take the exam in this subject."

"Are you sure? Don't regret it later if you don't finish answering the questions."

"I don't regret it." Su Qingci said.

The middle-aged man nodded appreciatively.

He patted Su Qingci on the shoulder and said, "Well done, good boy, take the exam well. I believe in myself that I can do it. Okay, let's go to the exam room quickly."

"Thank you teacher, I will try my best."

Su Qingci bowed gratefully and ran away quickly.

"Good boy, I can only help you so far! The next step depends on your performance."

The middle-aged man looked at Su Qingci's leaving back with a smile and said to himself.

Su Qingci took a look at the examination room distribution map, took the college entrance examination certificate, and came to the door of the examination room.

He raised his head and glanced at the examination room number on the door. Yes, it was here, and gently opened the classroom door.

The originally silent classroom suddenly made a burst of noise.

The sound of the door opening and footsteps mixed together, disturbing the candidates and the invigilator who were writing the test papers with their heads down.

The candidates couldn't help but raise their heads and murmured softly.

"Wow, so much time has passed for the exam, and there are still people coming to take the exam. It's awesome. This is the college entrance examination, and they are actually late for such a long time."

"She is still a beautiful beauty. Sure enough, beautiful women have privileges."

"Quiet, examination room discipline requires that everyone keep quiet."

The invigilator said sternly: "Look at what others are doing and answer the questions quickly. Sometimes a difference of 1 point can mean a difference of several places."

The invigilator seemed to know the reason in advance and didn’t ask any questions.

He just pointed to the only empty seat in the classroom and motioned for Su Qingci to sit down.

After Su Qingci sat down, the invigilator placed the remaining test papers and answer sheets in the portfolio on her desk.

Su Qingci took out a pencil, eraser, and pen. Fill in your basic information quickly and fill in the answer sheet carefully.

Then I picked up the test paper and started reading the questions. After reading the questions, it seemed that I didn’t have to think about it, and the answers came naturally and smoothly from my pen.

It's like testing a spirit to possess someone, and writing is like a divine aid.

The invigilator watching on the side couldn't help but look sideways.

I couldn't help but walk to Su Qingci's desk and lowered my head to check what she had written.

What beautiful calligraphy. The pen is strong and majestic. It also has a certain degree of expansion and contraction when writing, and the words look natural and stretched.

People say that "the words are like the person they are" and "the words are like the face". I didn't expect that this girl, who looks like a soft and frail girl like Sister Lin, can write such powerful words.

I haven’t read the content yet, but just looking at the handwriting is pleasing to the eye. I must have worked hard and practiced hard.

Let’s take a look at what was written. It’s really good. The answer is basically correct.

He couldn't help but smile happily, but then he was afraid that staying by her side would affect her answer to the question.

Then he left and began to patrol the classroom.

I couldn't help but want to see if there was anyone with such great calligraphy in the classroom, but unfortunately I never found anyone with such beautiful handwriting.

It’s also an obsession. Who is practicing calligraphy now?

In the high-tech era, people more often use mobile phones and computers to type.

Even though I often write, don’t I sometimes write on the blackboard and forget to write when I pick up the pen?

It’s because I’m too obsessed!

After coming over for a while, other students had already finished writing and started checking their homework. Some were even so bored that they started looking around.

Seeing that the girl hadn't written her essay yet, but she was still answering the questions in a calm and unhurried manner, I couldn't help but start to worry about her.

The invigilator said: "Students, there are still 25 minutes until the hand-in time. Everyone who has finished the test paper should check it carefully to see if there are any errors. Students who have not finished it, please hurry up."

Hearing this, Su Qingci began to write faster.

Ring ring ring......

The exam hand-in bell rang.

"So students put down their pens, stopped answering questions, waited for the teacher to collect the test papers, and exited the examination room one by one." shouted the invigilator.

What a risk, I finished writing the composition one second before the bell rang.

Su Qingci took a breath.

This time control is perfect, but it's a pity that I don't have time to check. However, Su Qingci has confidence in himself. It's already great that he can answer the questions in Chinese.

Everything is left to chance and forced.

In the blink of an eye, the three days of college entrance examination are over.

On the day when the last subject exam was over, everyone quickly handed in their papers after the bell rang.

One by one, they were like birds out of a cage.

The school gate was crowded with parents waiting for candidates.

"Host, why are there so many people wearing cheongsams, holding sunflowers, and yellow jackets outside the school gate? Their clothes are so beautiful." System 521 is online.

"Their holding of sunflowers, wearing cheongsams and yellow jackets all have beautiful meanings, and are parents' best wishes to their children," Su Qingci said.

System 521 said coquettishly, "It sounds very interesting. What does it all mean? Host, please tell me."

Su Qingci began to popularize system 521 science.

"The young mother cheering with sunflowers in her hands means winning the championship in one fell swoop.

The mother on the left wearing a red cheongsam means "a good start" plus "a successful start". There is also the old father wearing a yellow mantle, which means "success is imminent". "

"Then what does the host's parent wearing green and yellow clothes mean?"

System 521 said in his mind, pointing to the people wearing green and yellow clothes not far away.

Su Qingci took a look, thought for a moment and said: "The parent wearing green clothes means "green light all the way", which means that students will have a smooth journey during the exam and will not encounter questions that are stumbling blocks and cannot be solved.

Wearing yellow clothes means "towards glory" so that children can answer questions better during the exam, and the road will become smoother and smoother in the future, heading towards a prosperous road. "

"Wow, I didn't expect that there are so many ideas for wearing clothes, but it can't be realized."

"You are wrong. This has nothing to do with whether it is realized or not. This is the selfless love of parents for their children, the beautiful blessings and deep love." Su Qingci patiently explained.

"Host, look, the mother and son are hugging each other and crying."

Su Qingci took a look and found that there was indeed a circle of people surrounding the mother and son, and there were many people holding cameras and taking pictures. It was really lively.

"Yeah, that's exciting. After three years of sharpening a sword, it's time to accept the results."

"By the way, host. I haven't asked how you did in the exam yet?" System 521 said cautiously.

Su Qingci said confidently: "I think I did very well in the exam. You can bet that I will definitely win."

"That's good, that's good." System 521 said happily.

"Let's go. The people outside have almost left. Let's not stay in the school anymore and go out."

On the other side, Zhang Yiming and his followers gathered outside the school.

"Boss, boss, how did you do in the exam this time? Did you get rid of the dust of Su Qingcibi?"

"Look, on the first day of the college entrance examination, Su Qingci didn't enter the examination room until halfway through the exam. She must have failed the exam this time. She probably didn't have time to write the Chinese composition."

"What, when did it happen? How did you know about this? Are you sure it's true?" Zhang Yiming said anxiously.

"I read it from the Internet. It was reported in the entertainment industry that a police car sent her to school. She must have committed something."

The little follower said uncertainly, then took out his mobile phone and turned to the page of the report.

Zhang Yiming grabbed the mobile phone of the little follower, held it in front of his eyes, opened his eyes wide and started reading seriously.

"Haha, even God is helping me. It's great." Zhang Yiming was extremely proud.

"Yes, it seems that God is on our side. I can't wait to see Su Qingci cry bitterly after losing." The little follower agreed.

Zhang Yiming happily raised his arms and shouted, "Come on, to celebrate this good news, I'll treat you to a big dinner."