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Chapter 6 The Storm of Leave


tgt Ye Mo is a very quiet person who rarely speaks.

At this moment, he was chatting with a female ghost for most of the day.

He himself was slightly surprised.

After speaking, he turned around and walked away quickly without asking Nangong Xuanxuan if she understood.

Nangong Xuanxuan followed him step by step.

"Can you go home and wait for me?"

Walking to the door of Grade 1 Class 1, Ye Mo stood still and turned to look at Nangong Xuanxuan.

Nangong Xuanxuan might be coming to campus for the first time.

She had curiosity on her face.

When she saw Ye Mo, she hurriedly shook her head: "No.

I want to follow you."

Ye Mo was about to say a few more words when the school bell rang suddenly, and a voice shouted from the side: "Ye Mo, it's already class, why are you hanging around here?

Come into the classroom quickly."

The person speaking was his Chinese teacher Wen Lan, who was also his class teacher, a middle-aged aunt with a strong literary and artistic flair.

Ye Mo didn't come here for class today.

When he saw Wen Lan, he took two quick steps to her and said, "Teacher Wen, I would like to take two days off."

"Ask for leave" Wen Lan stood still and looked at Ye Mo with a frown: "You just asked for leave yesterday, and you came here early this morning to ask for leave again.

Ye Mo, do you know what time it is now?

It's only one month before the college entrance examination, and you are here one after another.

Asking for leave, do you think your grades are very good or do you think it is trivial to get into college?

Hey, I don’t think you have the ability.

Don’t talk about asking for leave anymore.

Now be honest and go into the classroom and study hard."

She finished drooling and glared at Ye Mo: "Why are you still standing here?

Come in quickly.

Get ready for class."

"I'm really in a hurry."

Ye Mo did not move, but said politely: "I have to ask for leave no matter what."

For the sake of etiquette and the expectations of his mother, Ye Mo went to the school to ask for leave so much.

If he were alone, he could stay or go as he pleased without having to go to such trouble.

In his opinion, it would be ridiculous to go to college if his mother couldn't be saved.

"oops."

Wen Lan was stunned, and after a while he said with a straight face: "I'm talking about Ye Mo.

Are you still having a fight with the teacher?

Don't you even listen to the teacher?

Ask for leave.

There is still one month left and you are not allowed to fool around.

Hurry up.

Go to class" "I already told you.

I'm leaving."

Ye Mo didn't care whether Wen Lantong agreed or not, so he turned around and left.

"Stop for me" Wen Lan's face was ashen and he stopped Ye Mo: "You can ask for leave if you want.

I will give you a test paper.

If you can get more than 100 points, I will allow it."

The total score of the test paper is 120, and Ye Mo can score more than 100 points even if he occasionally performs beyond his standard.

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But the probability is very low after all.

But seeing that Wen Lan was serious about it now, he frowned and agreed.

The content of the test paper is very simple, with only a few questions, each worth more than thirty points.

Among them, there is one topic each for ancient history, ancient poetry, and self-titled topics.

"As long as you answer all the questions correctly, I will let you go immediately without saying a word.

You can ask for as long as you want."

Wen Lan glanced at Ye Mo, who looked solemn, and felt proud.

These questions were carefully selected by her to prepare for the exam, and they were far more difficult than ordinary questions.

It was difficult for Ye Mo not to give in now.

Baby, I can't cure you yet Wen Lan looked down at Ye Mo and said, "You go ahead and I'll go to class first and come over later to check the results.

I hope to see your answers after one class."

Ye Mo didn't listen carefully to what Wen Lan said.

He frowned and looked at the questions without writing for a long time.

This ancient history is complex, the ancient poetry is profound, and the self-proposed proposition is even more nonsensical.

What should I do?

"Ye Mo, I know the answers to these questions."

Nangong Xuanxuan hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but come closer.

"oh" Ye Mo glanced at her: "How did you know?"

"I used to stay in a library for decades with nothing to do." "" Several complicated and difficult questions were indeed child's play in Nangong Xuanxuan's eyes, but in just ten minutes, she solved all the questions.

Ye Mo looked at them twice, and the more he looked at them, the more he admired them.

The historical materials are clear, the poems are orderly, and the self-problems are as imaginative as the imagination.

The answers to the entire test paper are so precise that no one can find any faults.

Wen Lan also felt the same after watching it.

Her face was full of disbelief.

She looked at Ye Mo with a calm expression and said, "How is this possible for you?

How can you answer all the questions perfectly so quickly?

This, this, how is this possible?”

"All things are possible."

Ye Mo replied lightly, turned around and walked to the door.

Suddenly he turned to look at Wen Lan: "Teacher, do you have money?"

"No."

Wen Lan was in shock, his eyes had not yet left the test paper, and when he heard this question, he instinctively replied.

After saying that, she woke up and turned to look at Ye Mo with some curiosity: "Ye Mo, are you short of money?

If you want some, the teacher can give it to you."

Wen Lan is both old and young, and she is modest.

There are many people who borrow money from her, so she has such an instinct.

Ye Mo thought for a moment, sighed, turned and walked away: "Nothing.

Just a casual question."

His back looked a little heavy and desolate.

Wen Lan frowned and looked at it, then looked down at the answer question, her eyes flashing.

After a long time, she turned around and walked to the phone and dialed a few numbers.

"Help me check Ye Mo's details, yes, and tell the principal that I have discovered a genius, and the elite contestant of the ancient Chinese prose competition will be there in a week."

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