My Goddess is Xueba [Entertainment]

Editor-in-Chief Liang signaled the staff in the room to be silent, and waved to the cameraman, signaling him to hurry up and take pictures.

After finally finishing the shooting, editor-in-chief Liang looked at the photos on the camera screen. Although there were some flaws, it could be seen that Ran Di was very talented.

"Very well, it's just you. We've finished taking some hard photos these days."

Ran Di pursed his lips slightly in surprise and smiled: "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Liang."

Editor-in-Chief Liang asked Zhuang Mei to come in, and after a long discussion between the two of them, they finally made a decision.Then Zhuang Mei led Ran Bing home. On the way, Zhuang Mei suddenly remembered the important task her boss had entrusted to her.

"Ummm... Ah, Ah Qing asked if you are free next weekend?"

Hearing the words, Ran Yang said pleasantly, "Yes. Qing...is Boss Wen free?"

Zhuang Mei smiled mysteriously: "If you are free, she will be free."

"Huh?"...What do you mean?

Ran Yang looked dazed on the surface, but he was a little excited in his heart.

"Ah Qing's current drama will be finished in about two days, and I will pick it up next..." Zhuang Mei looked at Ran Bing, and suddenly changed her words, "It's nothing, she said that she will play with you next weekend."

"Where are you going to play?" Ran Di asked hastily, already looking forward to it.

"Secret." Zhuang Mei said solemnly, secretly lighting a candle for Ran Bian in her heart.Such an innocent and pure little white rabbit, how could he escape Mr. Wen's tricks? The poor little white rabbit doesn't know yet.

Zhuang Mei, who always thought her domineering president was awesome, realized later that Ran Di was not a little white rabbit, but a big bad wolf!

It was that damned Sunday again, Ran Di packed up his things and went back to school. It was not too early or too late. Some of the classmates who had already arrived were chatting, and some had already started to study hard. As usual, no one paid any attention to her.Ran Di sighed softly in his heart, put down his schoolbag, took a water glass and went out to fill it with water.

To fill the water, you have to go through the corridors of Classes [-] to [-]. Every day before and after evening classes, a large number of male students in Class [-] will play football here. Last week they played real football. Zhou was replaced by a flimsy, newspaper-crumpled ball covered in messy tape.I heard from my classmates that it was the chubby male class leader Zhong Ge who confiscated their balls.But as the saying goes, there are policies and there are countermeasures, and soon these leather monkeys changed to a "football" to play.

Ran Peng stopped, looked at this group of people running around irregularly, and was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about the possibility of passing through the gap between several people running and staggering unscathed.

She saw a gap and quickly passed through it, but was hit by a fat brother's thick back, and the fat brother stepped on her when he was unsteady.It really hurt, not to mention that she was wearing soft flat shoes today, just the fat brother's tonnage of nearly two hundred catties was enough for her, Ran Bing couldn't help grinning.

To her surprise, the fat brother didn't apologize, and continued playing football without even looking at her.Ran Di severely despised this unqualified person in his heart, and continued to walk towards the water room.She doesn't think it's wrong to love sports. On the contrary, she thinks it's good to love sports. She herself belongs to the sports team.However, she really didn't think it was right to play football in the corridor, because it was very dangerous and could easily injure her classmates.When a person violates the obligations of others when exercising his rights, his behavior is very immoral.

Ran Yan, who was walking towards the water room, didn't notice that the fat brother who had stepped on her just turned his head and stared at her back, his fat face washed with sweat was a little red.

One of the people who played football with him shouted at him: "Hey, Zhu Hao, why don't you play anymore?" Seeing the fat man shouting a few times, he didn't respond. He followed Zhu Hao's eyes and suddenly realized, There was an undisguised look of disdain, "Oh, yes, that's your wife."

It turned out that Zhu Hao had fallen in love with Ran Bing since he just entered school, and became a member of the team of Goddess Ran's fanboys.He often tells others that Ran Di is his wife, but of course no one will believe it, but people often make fun of him with this.

Zhu Hao had a smile on his face, but his eyes dimmed.

He also knew, how could he be worthy of her?Just look at it from a distance.As long as I look at her, I am very happy...

The next day.

The preparatory bell for the politics class rang, and Ran Di packed up his books and other tools early, waiting for the teacher to come.The political teacher is the fat male class leader, Brother Zhong. Brother Zhong has a straight nose and a square mouth.The weather in early autumn has begun to cool down. Many girls who are afraid of the cold and love beauty have already put on school uniform trousers with modified trousers, while Brother Zhong still wears a vest and big pants, which is a unique "clean stream" on campus.

"The results of the last political exam have come out. Today we will comment on the test papers, and the class representative will distribute the papers." Brother Zhong adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said.The expression is a bit serious, and the mirror reflects the cold light.

The students were stunned. Could it be... that they didn't do well in the exam?

Ran Biao, who was waiting eagerly, was also uneasy. Finally, the paper was handed out, and when she glanced at the score, the bright red 76 hurt Ran Biao's eyes. She quickly and silently turned the paper over, put it on the table, and studied the back first. wrong question.

Four of the multiple-choice questions were wrong, and the material questions were even worse, with sixteen points deducted.The analysis questions only scored five points, and Ran Yang simply didn't understand the following comprehensive inquiry questions and analysis questions.

It's really... hopeless.

Ran Di was also very worried about her own politics. After studying for more than two years, it was as if she hadn't learned anything. Others easily scored [-] points, but she was still looking up to the [-]-point line.But she also memorized the books and did the homework, but she didn't make any progress. The material questions were mainly about the question stems and the materials she couldn't understand. She could only roughly judge a knowledge point, and then fill in all the sections in this section; multiple-choice questions It's also quite a headache. What she understands is not always what the questioner intended to express, but her Chinese is not bad.

Brother Zhong saw that all the test papers had been handed out, so he said, "Our class didn't do well in this exam. There are twenty classes in the whole grade, probably ranked No. 16 in the grade. The main reason is that the poor grades are too bad, and the high scores The level is not good enough, the highest score of the class next door is 98 points, and the highest score of our class is only 92 points."

Brother Zhong stared at the little bastards sitting obediently under the podium. After a long time, he sighed: "It's my fault. It's my fault for not teaching everyone well."

Here we go again, this sentence again!

Ran Di was very moved when she heard this sentence a few times ago, but later she discovered that Brother Zhong was just saying this sentence...he didn't take any action to improve the situation at all!

As a result, the politics of Class Nine were as bad as ever.But they still like Brother Zhong very much. After all, he is a kind grandfather, and sometimes he tells jokes.