The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Gu Weimian sighed deeply, retracted his gaze, turned his head and wanted to look at the black Maybach through the rear windshield, but suddenly met Ao Qijun's cold eyes. We will always support you!" Jiang Jingchen, who was walking behind Ye Yumeng, also smiled, clenched his fist towards Gu Weimian, and imitated Ye Yumeng's tone: "I support you~" That despicable look made Gu Weimian want to beat him to death. Yue Shiming laughed heartily upon seeing this, "Then it's settled." After he said that, ...
Gu Weimian sighed deeply, retracted his gaze, turned his head and wanted to look at the black Maybach through the rear windshield, but suddenly met Ao Qijun's cold eyes.
She was stunned for a moment.
Before she could say anything, Ao Qijun had already turned his face away, and his sharp lips raised a hint of sneer: "Disgusting."
Gu Weimian frowned, not knowing how he had offended Ao Qijun again.
She narrowed her eyes and smiled, her tone full of concern, "Student Ao, are you pregnant? Do you want to vomit? Do you want me to prepare a bag for you?"
Jiang Jingchen, who was standing by, almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard this.
He was sitting inside and couldn't see Ao Qijun's expression, but he heard Ao Qijun's disgusted voice. He said slowly, "Maybe he was disgusted for Gu Siyu? They are disgusted by themselves and care about each other. There is no need for us to butt in.
Gu Weimian nodded and gave Jiang Jingchen a thumbs up in agreement, "You are right."
After saying that, Gu Weimian closed his eyes.
Every line on Ao Qijun's angular face was cold.
He raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror of the bus.
That annoying Maybach was still following their school bus, and Ao Qijun's face turned ashen.
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The bus slowly drove into Dechang Middle School and the students got off one after another.
Lack of sleep caused Gu Weiman's head to start to ache slightly, and the headache reached its peak when he saw the huge banner hung at the gate of Dechang Middle School.
【Warm congratulations to our school student Gu Weimian for winning the first place in the Municipal Mathematical Olympiad! 】
Yue Shiming walked over to the dumbfounded Gu Weimian, looked at the banner and smiled with satisfaction, "Do you like it? I'll call you after the award ceremony and ask them to make it!"
As he said this he seemed very proud of his own wisdom and foresight.
Gu Weimian's mouth twitched. The banner was too embarrassing. "Principal, there's no need to do this..."
Yue Shiming waved his hands quickly, "Why is it unnecessary? You have achieved good results. We in Dechang Middle School are all happy and proud of you! It's too late today. I have arranged a commendation ceremony in the school tomorrow morning! At that time, you can represent all the contestants to talk about your experience in this competition, and let other students learn from you!"
Gu Weimian's face turned pale.
"I really don't want it anymore..."
"Yes, yes!" The principal smiled and the more he looked at Gu Weimian, the more he liked her. He even wanted to worship her.
Before Gu Weimian could come up with the right words to refuse, Ye Yumeng, who had followed behind him, immediately shouted, "Weimian, don't be nervous. You are the best. We will always support you!"
Jiang Jingchen, who was walking behind Ye Yumeng, also smiled, clenched his fist towards Gu Weimian, and imitated Ye Yumeng's tone: "I support you~"
That despicable look made Gu Weimian want to beat him to death.
If Ye Yumeng didn't understand her personality and was sincerely blessing her, then Jiang Jingchen was deliberately making things difficult for her!
Yue Shiming laughed heartily upon seeing this, "Then it's settled."
After he said that, his face flushed and he walked quickly towards the office building.
While there is still a little time, he wants to call a meeting with a few teachers to think carefully about how Dechang Middle School can take advantage of this opportunity to promote Gu Weiman after he won the first place in the Mathematical Olympiad!