Almighty Daughter Runs The World

  Chapter 63: 063: dumbfounded

Are    the same person?

  Cen Shaoqing is not sure.

   However, although the two account names are very similar, they just have different prefixes.

  However, Niu Hulu·YC is currently busy working on the OS system, so there should be no time to play games.

  Furthermore, as Niu Hulu, as a tech tycoon, how could he play chess without doing his job?

  So, this should not be a person.

  Maybe it's just a coincidence!

  Cen Shaoqing click to add the other party as a game friend.

  After a long time, the opponent did not respond. Cen Shaoqing originally wanted to fight the opponent for a few more rounds, but the opponent never responded, so he had to turn off the computer.

the other side.

  Mu's house.

  Mu Yourong sat in the bedroom and turned on the system, "Can you find out the current favorability of Cen Wuye?"

  [No,] The voice of the system came again, [but Li Qiandong’s favorability has reached 80%. 】

   Mu Yourong hooked his lips. Although Cen Wuye’s favorability was not found, he knew that Li Qiandong’s was the same.

After all, Cen Wuye and Li Qiandong are good brothers.

  They must have the same vision of each other.

  It is conceivable that Cen Wuye must have a very good impression of her now!

  Maybe Cen Wuye, like her, is investigating her information.

  "Can you find out the hobbies of Cen Wuye?"

  The system was quiet for a moment.

  After a while, a line of words appeared on the control panel in the air.

  【Unable to find the other party's hobbies. 】

  "Then check Ye Zhuo." Mu Yourong continued.

  【Sorry! The system could not find Ye Zhuo. 】

   Mu Yourong frowned, "How could this be?"

  It doesn’t matter if the system cannot find the information of Cen Wuye. After all, Cen Wuye is so powerful, but he can’t even find Ye Zhuo’s.

   Thinking of Ye Zhuo's reaction tonight, Mu Yourong felt a little uneasy.

  Is Ye Zhuo's waste really changed?

At this moment, Mu Yourong thought of Li Qingyue.

  Right!

  She was born again, and she can make friends with many nobles who could not be reached in the previous life in advance!

  What if Ye Zhuo changed?

  She could still trample Ye Zhuo under her feet.

  Mu Yourong made a phone call and went out to discuss with Li Qingyue.

  "Hello, the user you dialed is turned off"

  An icy electronic female voice came from the other end of the phone.

   Shut down?

  Mu Yourong frowned slightly. As far as she knew, Li Qingyue’s phone was never turned off.

  It was also at this time that Mu Yourong realized that he had not contacted Li Qingyue for more than a week.

  Is it because Yi Tao is dead, so Li Qingyue is busy doing funerals?

probably.

   After all, Yi Tao’s illness has reached the point where it is hopeless.

  Thinking about this, Mu Yourong breathed a sigh of relief.

  Want to wait for Li Qingyue to finish Yi Tao’s funeral before contacting her!

  Anyway, some things are not in a hurry.

  **

  The next morning, Ye Zhuo got up for a run at 5:30.

  Arrive at school on time at 7:20.

  Because it came early, there were not many students in the class, but Zhao Pingting, the same table, had already arrived.

   Ye Zhuo took the initiative to say hello, "Good morning Ping Ting."

  Zhao Pingting stunned, and then said with a reddened face: "You, are you talking to me?"

   "Yes." Ye Zhuo nodded, "Aren't you called Ping Ting?"

   "Good morning." Zhao Pingting whispered.

  Although Zhao Pingting is called Pingting.

  But the figure is not pretty.

She is 160 and weighs 170 kilograms. She is an out-and-out fat man. Fat people like to sweat. In the summer, she smells sweaty. Therefore, she is relatively inferior and has few friends in the class. Not only is she not willing to talk to her. Talking, instead, a bunch of people made fun of her.

  Some people call her a fat man, some call her a fat woman, and some people call her a fat pig

  What's more, just call her Zhu Bajie.

  This is the first time someone called her by name.

  This feeling is a bit strange.

  Zhao Diting is not that kind of hypocritical person. When others call her fat man and fat woman, she doesn't feel anything, but at this time her nose is a bit sour.

  I thought that the new tablemate looks so beautiful and has such a good body. He must be a difficult one to get along with.

  Unexpectedly, the more beautiful people are, the less pretentious they are.

  Ye Zhuo sat down and began to nibble on the steamed buns, "Ping Ting, did you have breakfast? Would you like to try my steamed buns?"

  Zhao Diting took out her own breakfast, "I, I brought breakfast."

   Ye Zhuo glanced at which way, "Is that delicious? Let me have a taste."

  Zhao Diting was taken aback, and just wanted to ask Ye Zhuo if she did not dislike her?

   Ye Zhuo directly reached out and took a small piece. Zhao Yuting brought a small glutinous rice cake. It tasted soft and waxy. Ye Zhuo squinted his eyes contentedly.

  "It tastes good, you should also try my Xiaolongbao." When she said, she stuffed a Xiaolongbao directly to Zhao Pingting.

  Zhao Xingting looked at the Xiaolongbao in her hand.

  Only then realized that this new tablemate really does not dislike her.

  Zhao Diting said thank you in her heart, and then ate the buns with Ye Zhuo.

  The first class is mathematics.

  Teacher talked and sang a lullaby. Ye Zhuo fell asleep after listening. After a while, he fell asleep.

   "The sleeping classmate, please come to the stage to solve this math problem."

  The math teacher finished speaking, and everyone's eyes turned to Ye Zhuo.

  Gloating.

   Seeing that Ye Zhuo didn’t respond, Zhao Pingting pushed Ye Zhuo and said in a low voice, “Zhao Zhuo, the teacher asked you to come on stage to solve the problem.”

   "Call me?" Ye Zhuo raised his head and looked at Zhao Pingting, with a faint mist of water under his eyes.

   "Hmm." Zhao Pingting nodded.

   Ye Zhuo stood up and walked to the podium.

  The mathematics teacher hated iron and steel, "You are now in your third year of high school, not your third year! What does it look like every day? I want to go home and go to sleep!"

   Ye Zhuo picked up the chalk, wrote a solution first, and then hesitated a little.

  The math teacher continued: "Look! This question will not be solved! This is the consequence of sleeping in class! If you can solve this problem, in my class, you can sleep as you like!"

   "Teacher, are you serious?" Ye Zhuo looked back slightly.

   "If you can't understand, you will stand up in my class from now on!"

   Ye Zhuo smiled slightly, "Teacher, a gentleman can't chase a horse with a word."

  The math teacher is a bit speechless. How the student talks is like dreaming.

  This question is a third year Mathematical Olympiad.

  Stop talking about her!

  I am afraid that even the top students in the Rockets class are a little difficult to do!

Ugh!

  The students nowadays are really getting more and more ignorant.

  It’s so hard to be a teacher.

The math teacher turned to look at the students in the audience, and said with all his heart: "The third year of high school is a turning point in life. I hope that all students can work harder and fight for a better future for themselves. When you get to university, you can play whatever you want! Don't! Like this classmate who doesn’t want to make progress, he sleeps in class and learns nothing, and some regret it when the time comes.”

   Also at this time, Ye Zhuo began to write and solve the problem.

  The students under the stage looked at Ye Zhuo, all stunned.

  Fuck!

  Is this Ye Zhuo who knows nothing?

  The math teacher thought it was him, and awakened the children, and nodded in satisfaction.

  It seems that these children are not incurable.

   "Teacher, I'm done."

   Just then, Ye Zhuo's voice came.

it is done?

So fast?

   Isn’t it a scribble?

  The math teacher just wanted to educate Ye Zhuo.

   Looking back, he was stunned.

  Ye Zhuo not only solved the problem, but also used the simplest way to solve the problem.

  Her handwriting is beautiful.

  The pen has a degree of precision, even better than his teacher's handwriting.

   Is he dazzled?

  The math teacher rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but the scene in front of him remained unchanged.

  Ye Zhuo continued: "Teacher, this question is a bit super-skilled, so I used the method of solving the problem that can only be learned in college."

  "This, did you do this?" The math teacher looked at Ye Zhuo incredulously.

   Ye Zhuo nodded, "Can I go back to my seat now?"

  "Wait!" The math teacher picked up the materials on the desk and quickly put out a question on the blackboard, "You can do this question again."

  The math teacher did not believe that Ye Zhuo did the problem just now.

  As Ye Zhuo said, that question is a bit super-classical.

  How could Ye Zhuo be so good?

  Could it be that he didn't pay attention and copied his phone?

   Ye Zhuo picked up the chalk, "Okay."

  The math teacher didn't even dare to blink his eyes, so he looked at Ye Zhuo until Ye Zhuo solved a problem.

  Awesome!

  This is amazing!

  The math teacher was very excited, "What's your name?" I didn't expect that there is such a good seed in their class!

   "Teacher, my name is Ye Zhuo."

   "That's the student Ye who transferred from the Rocket Class?"

   Ye Zhuo nodded slightly, "Yes."

  The math teacher also knows Ye Zhuo. Didn’t he say that Ye Zhuo is a mess?

  If she is a straw bag.

   Then what is he?

  Shit?

Oh my God!

  If you let Qian Dabao, the head teacher of the Rocket class, know that he mistakenly threw the pearl away as a fish eye, he would probably regret his death!

  　Little fairies, good morning~

  　　 See you tomorrow~

  (End of this chapter)