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"Are you feeling unwell?" Qi Zan asked.

Although their No. 1 Middle School was named District No. 1 Middle School, it was not a very good school. There were only four classes in each grade of high school, with more than 100 students. The girl in front of him was from the science class next door. Although they had never spoken, he knew her.

Ding Mo hurriedly wiped away her tears with her hands and was thinking about what excuse she could come up with.

Qi Zan had already reached out and helped her up from the ground. Ding Mo could only go along with the situation and say, "Sorry, I have a stomachache."

Qi Zan was stunned again. It was easy for people to think of something wrong when a girl of this grade had a stomachache. Was it just that kind of thing that could make a girl cry like this in pain?

Ding Mo quickly took his arm out of Qi Zan's hand, looked at Qi Zan and said, "Thank you."

It was the first time that Qi Zan observed the girl in front of him at such a close distance.

The girl usually kept her head down and covered her eyes with her thick bangs, which resulted in him not having much impression of her appearance.

The angle they were in today allowed him to see the girl's facial features clearly. The girl had fair skin, unlike other girls of the same age who all had acne.

Her eyes were big, round, and moist from crying. They looked watery and her dark pupils looked like two fresh grapes.

So this is what she looks like.

"Do you need me to take you home?" Qi Zan asked.

Ding Mo quickly waved his hands: "No need! No need! I'm fine!"

Ding Mo was terrified that the aloof academic genius was kind enough to send her home.

"Well, since you're fine, I'll go home first." Qi Zan said, without saying anything more, said goodbye to Ding Mo and left.

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Ding Mo stared at his back for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had important things to do today.

There were many newsstands at the school gate, and Ding Mo found one and walked over. From a distance, he could see many magazines on display in the newsstand.

While the newsstand owner wasn't paying attention, Ding Mo quietly opened a copy of "K City Evening News" and found the page about the lottery draw.

She quickly took out the lottery ticket from her pocket and looked at it in the newspaper. One of the two lottery tickets did not match any numbers, while the other had three identical numbers.

Alas, it seems I’m not destined to win the jackpot.

However, Ding Mo closed the newspaper and took the lottery ticket to the lottery shop yesterday to claim the prize.

There was still a long queue at the lottery shop, and this time it took a long time before she got her turn.

She handed the lottery ticket to the proprietress, who was the middle-aged woman from yesterday. The middle-aged woman took the lottery ticket and scanned it in the lottery machine without saying anything else. She slapped a 10-yuan bill and placed it in front of Ding Mo.

"You won 10 dollars." said the proprietress.

Ding Mo saw that if she got three numbers right, she would get 10 yuan? This winning rate was much higher than the winning rate of buying the double-color ball before her rebirth.

"You don't have to give me money. Just help me place five more random bets." Ding Mo said as he handed the 10 yuan back to the proprietress.

The middle-aged woman was still straightforward and took out a new lottery ticket without saying a word.

Ding Mo walked out with the lottery ticket in her pocket. She thought that if she was 17 years old before her rebirth, she would have spent the 10 yuan on small things.

Unfortunately, she is now an adult from 20 years later. She is really not interested in the things that children of this period like.

Since the lottery winning rate is so high, she might as well buy some more. Ten dollars can't do anything big anyway.

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Ding Mo was assigned to the science class 2. She was originally interested in liberal arts, but Liu Yun forced her to join the science class at the beginning of this semester with the reasons that "it will be promising in the future" and "it will be easier to find a job in the future".

The science class has much fewer students than the liberal arts class, and the two classes combined do not exceed eighty students.

Ding Mo's scores were always ranked third or fourth from the bottom among the eighty people. Fortunately, he was never ranked last, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by Liu Yun.

Generally speaking, students with such poor grades in District No. 1 Middle School are considered to have no motivation to study and can be classified as street thugs.

But Ding Mo is different. She is very obedient and abides by classroom disciplines at school. She will even attend classes when she is sick.

Normally, teachers like this kind of students very much, but Ding Mo's grades are really bad and there seems to be no room for improvement.

She herself knew that she was simply a student without any talent for science.

Ding Mo's current class teacher Luo Anguo is also the head of the grade. He is a man in his 40s who wears glasses and looks very serious. In addition, he is tall and usually speaks very loudly, so the students are very afraid of him.

At this time, Luo Anguo was asking the monitor to distribute the physics test papers taken yesterday.

"Your class did really badly on yesterday's quiz."

By using the words "your class", Mr. Luo has obviously forgotten that he is the head teacher of this class. He cares more about his noble status as the head of the grade.

Luo Anguo stood on the podium, looking down at the middle school students, and continued, "Ding Mo, stand up."

Ding Mo didn't know why he was suddenly called, but he still stood up obediently.

"You got 85 points in the physics test this time. Did you cheat?" Luo Anguo asked loudly.

All the students in the classroom were in an uproar.

Ding Mo was confused by his question. Her grades were not good, but just because she got 85 points in a quiz, should the teacher suspect her and call her up to question her face to face?

"Teacher, I don't." Ding Mo said.

If it was her before rebirth, she might have been so wronged by Luo Anguo's accusations that she would have cried, and she would not have had the courage to refute him. But now she would not let such dirty water be thrown on her head. Such slander would only leave stains and psychological trauma on her, so she answered with a clear and bright voice.

"How dare you talk back." Luo Anguo was irritated by her loud voice.

"Teacher, you can't just ask me to admit something I didn't do, right?" Ding Mo expressed his meaning very clearly.

Luo Anguo, on the other hand, became confident and said, "If you didn't cheat, how did you get 85 points?"

Ding Mo asked back: "Teacher, do you have evidence that I cheated?"

Luo Anguo threw a piece of chalk at her, but his aim was not very good and he missed Ding Mo. This student actually dared to ask him for evidence?

"Your results are the evidence!" At least that's what he thought.

"Teacher Luo, yesterday's exam was not difficult and it was all calculation questions. You said I cheated, how did I cheat?" Ding Mo asked him.

After this sentence was said, the students began to discuss quietly, and there was a sparse discussion in the classroom.

"You must have copied someone else's answer!" Luo Anguo said confidently.

"Teacher, are you trying to slander me?" After saying such words, did Luo Anguo want to confirm that she cheated?

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