Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

"Is it because of this math competition?" Zhou Qian glanced at the test paper pressed under the book and said cautiously.

Lin Ning's silence made Zhou Qian more certain of what she was thinking. Qiu Lixin had told her before that Jiang Qie was very talented and could even be admitted to North City University. At that time, she thought that Qiu Lixin was just saying that to stop her from dropping out of school. However, from the test paper she had just seen and Lin Ning's reaction, she suddenly felt that what Qiu Lixin said that day might not be a lie.

She knew her daughter well. Continuing to question her would not yield any results. Instead, it would make her even more irritable. Zhou Qian sighed, thought for a moment, and said softly, "You are tired too. Go to bed early. Mom will go back to her room first." Before closing the door, she glanced at Lin Ning who was sitting at the desk, and finally went back to her room.

Jiang Qie returned home and plucked a handful of oranges. He sat on the sofa and looked down at his phone.

The last time Song Zhiyu came to see her, he mentioned the monthly exam. Today, the scores and rankings are out, and it seems not good not to tell him. But at this point, Jiang Qie is a little worried about disturbing his rest. After thinking about it, she decided to talk about it tomorrow.

Just as I was about to pack up and go back to my room, I received a message on my phone.

[Do you have time to answer the phone now? ]

Jiang Qie put down the schoolbag in his hand, sat back on the sofa, and made a phone call directly.

On the other end, the phone was connected after just one ring. A deep and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah Qie."

Song Zhiyu had been staying at Gu's house with old man Gu the whole day today. He had finally managed to get old man Gu to sleep and now he had time to call Jiang Qie. However, he was afraid of missing the call, so he sent a message first to ask. Unexpectedly, the girl called him directly.

"Brother Zhiyu, is there something wrong?"

The person on the other end of the phone laughed softly, "Didn't you call me?" Jiang Qie could even hear the rising tone of the man's voice on the other end of the phone, but it was clearly the other party who asked her if she had time to answer the phone before she called.

"It was you who asked me first if I had time to answer the phone." He poked Xiaoju's little feet and complained in a muffled voice.

Song Zhiyu felt very satisfied when he heard the girl's voice. He knew that he couldn't scare the cat back, so he quickly said, "Okay, okay, it's me. I wanted to call our Ah Qie. I just wanted to say congratulations to our Ah Qie."

"Congratulations on getting first place in this monthly exam."

Jiang Qie was a little surprised. She hadn't told Song Zhiyu her score yet, so how could he know it? The man on the other end of the phone seemed to know what she was going to ask, and said, "Your class teacher told me that he wanted to congratulate me."

For some reason, Jiang Qie felt that the words "congratulations" should not be used for such things, but if she asked Song Zhiyu back, he would definitely tease her. She knew that Song Zhiyu liked to tease her the most, so sometimes she should refrain from asking why in front of him, otherwise she would probably be speechless.

"Yeah, congratulations. I said I would take first place." Jiang Qie's tone was full of arrogance that he himself did not realize. Song Zhiyu listened to the girl's voice, fiddling with the chess pieces on the chessboard, and said softly: "Yeah, congratulations. Ah Qie is great."

It was clearly she who said that she was happy, but Song Zhiyu's repetition made her feel a little weird, and her face instantly turned red. "I'm going to take a shower, Brother Zhiyu, go to bed early, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyu looked at the dark screen of his phone and smiled.

"He was laughing so happily just because he made a phone call, but there has been no progress for such a long time. Aren't you usually very capable, so why are you so slow in pursuing girls?" I don't know when Mr. Gu was standing at the stairs behind him, his tone full of disgust.

Song Zhiyu put the last chess piece away, looked up and said with a helpless smile: "Grandpa, weren't you taking a rest? Why are you out again?"

Old Master Gu walked to a chair nearby with his cane and sat down. He snorted and said, "I couldn't sleep, so I came out to get some fresh air. Don't change the subject. If you want to pursue someone, you should do it with your heart. Why are you coming to me? I'm in good health."

"Yes, yes, I'm in good health. I'm so well that I almost fainted." Song Zhiyu naturally understood his grandfather, and his words directly blocked out the rest of Mr. Gu's words.

Song Zhiyu came to Gu's house today because of Mr. Gu's health. Although Mr. Gu was old, he led soldiers in battle when he was young. He had a good foundation and rarely felt uncomfortable. But recently, he had frequent symptoms of dizziness. Originally, Mr. Gu did not intend to tell Song Zhiyu, but Butler Liang still called secretly.

"This Old Liang is really something. I told you it's not a serious problem, but he still insisted on calling you." Old Master Gu muttered. He felt that it was not a big deal and it was these youngsters who were making a fuss out of nothing.

"Grandpa, if you are not feeling well, you should go to the hospital. You are so ignorant at your age." Song Zhiyu had put away his smile and said with a serious face.

Although Mr. Gu is old, he hates taking medicine or getting injections the most, so he was very resistant to this request.

"No, no, I won't go. Besides, my family doctor has already given me some medicine. I'll take it for a while and then we'll see. Oh, I'm suddenly so sleepy. I'll go upstairs first. You should also go to bed early, little boy." As he said this, he pretended to yawn and walked upstairs quickly with his crutches.

Ever since Zhang Ling dropped out of school, Lin Ning hasn't come to Class 2 since this monthly exam. Jiang Qie didn't think much of it, but the happiest person was Chen Yuanyuan.

Feng Bin handed over his homework and looked at Chen Yuanyuan who was humming happily. He just found it funny. "Class monitor, why are you so happy these days? Be careful not to be too happy and end up in tragedy!"

Chen Yuanyuan glared at Feng Bin and raised her hand to slap him, but Feng Bin dodged quickly and sat down on the chair next to him, avoiding the slap.

"How can you talk like that? It's because no one comes to bother our class. I'm happy! Go away, go play somewhere else and don't disturb me while I'm collecting homework."

Feng Bin found it surprising to see Chen Yuanyuan so actively collecting homework.

The math class representative for this semester had not been selected yet. Qiu Lixin originally wanted Jiang Qie to be the math class representative, but Jiang Qie refused without even thinking about it, saying that she was busy with schoolwork and had to prepare for a math competition. After hearing this, Qiu Lixin immediately changed his attitude and stopped mentioning the matter of letting her be the class representative.

In view of the great improvement in Chen Yuanyuan's math scores in this monthly exam, Qiu Lixin finally decided to let Chen Yuanyuan serve as the math class representative for this academic year.