Mu Zi and Mu Ling were stuck halfway down the road.     The originally smooth road was congested. In front of the two cars were cut off, not a serious accident, but the owners of the two cars did not let go, in the middle of the road to make a scene.     Cars across the center of the road, leaving only one lane, the traffic is like being pinched water pipe flow, become stagnant.     Mu Ling pretended to be worried and said, "Oops, won't delay the exam."     Mu Zi did not make a sound, the heart of the Mu Ling and Mu Yun inverted a high look, think they set up this game, but a little technical, not as frothy as before.     Well, there is progress. Mu Zi in her heart so comment.     Mu Ling saw that Mu Zi was not in a hurry, the smile on her face faded a bit, secretly thinking: show off! I don't believe you're not in a hurry!     Traffic police soon came over t

Everyone was incredulous.     Gerry governance is notoriously rigorous, who is so bold, dare to cheat in Gerry?     The students couldn't help but whisper, the classroom was full of buzzing sounds, and then from outside the classroom came in a few more teachers with the same gloomy face, everyone was silenced, the classroom quieted down for a moment.     There were a total of twenty students who participated in the grade skipping exam, they were divided into two groups of men and women to be inspected by the teachers.     There were two teachers in charge of each inspection, one for bag checks and one for body searches.     The inspection was very strict, not only would the pens be unscrewed to check, even the transparent cups for drinking water would be opened to check the inside of the lids, and even the outer clothes needed to be taken off if necessary.     Fortunately, now

Mu Ling is crying in the teaching office.     In the end, she was only seventeen years old, and grew up under the arrogance of a young lady, although the temper of a young lady is big, but in fact, there is no idea, and when something happens, the six gods are at a loss.     The head of the teaching staff asked her sternly where she bought the answers from, how she traded them, and what the other party's access to them was.     The question is meticulous.     The leakage of test questions is a big deal, and if it can t be solved cleanly, there will be hidden dangers in every exam in the future.     But how does Mu Ling know this? The answer was given to her by Mu Yun, and in order to buy the answer to this grade skipping test, she even used up her pocket money that she had saved for a few months!     Now she couldn't bring Mu Yun into this.     Mu Yun was her

Zhuang Jia was actually more serious: "Look at those harmonic stars, are any of them handsome? Anyone with slightly decent features is dressed up in a weird and ugly way. There are some professions that have requirements for looks, and this is something that can't be helped."     Mu Zi thought deeply.     To be precise, Jiang Huan's problem wasn't being handsome, but rather being easy for little girls to fantasize about.     He came from a family of scholars, with the temperament of a gentle gentleman, and studied abroad, blended with the English gentleman, coupled with handsome eyebrows, taste is not bad, a slight smile can call the young girls like a spring breeze, it is very easy to attract a large number of female students with insufficient fixation, to stay in the school is really a scourge.     If Jiang Huan is a little fat, a little ugly, a little old, before that disgusting thing, Zhou Jiaying in any cas

"Ah!"     She remembered.     Jiang Zhiwen and Zhuang Jia looked at her strangely, "What's wrong?"     "No ...... nothing, I suddenly remembered something, I'm leaving first!" Mu Zi replied in a panic and hurriedly ran in the direction of the school building.     -She forgot about inviting her parents!     It must be Murong Cheng coming. But why did she subconsciously think that the person who caused the whole school girls to boil was Murong Cheng? Did she also think that Murong Cheng was a hundred times more handsome than Jiang Huan?     Mu Zi felt ashamed of herself for this thought.     Color is emptiness, color is emptiness ah!     Walking up the stairs, she found more students.     There were also many girls lying on the railing of the corridor, holding up their cell phones and scrambling to take pictures. &nbs