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Chapter 123 Bodhisattva¡¯s Blessing

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    Mother Tang¡¯s chest was filled with suffocation, she couldn¡¯t go up or down, and her face turned red.

    But Tang Xin just glanced at her lightly, her lips twitched, but she didn't speak. She lowered her head and started to answer the question.

    "Youyou heartless white-eyed wolf! Fortunately, I ordered a bowl of noodles for you. It's a waste to give it to a white-eyed wolf like you!"

    Seeing that she was ignoring her, Mrs. Tang became even more angry. A rush of blood rushed to her brain. She simply stretched out her hand and threw her face to the ground.

    There was a heavy "pop" sound.

    A full bowl of hot noodle soup was dumped on the ground, juice splashing everywhere, and pieces of the white porcelain bowl flying everywhere.

    The huge sound made Tang Xin frown. When he turned around, he saw that the ground was in a mess.

    Mother Tang's face was twisted, and the sullenness that had been pent up for so many days was completely aroused by this crisp sound.

    "You two, father and daughter, are more cruel than the other. You just want to force Qingqing to death! Let me tell you, you want to force my daughter to death? It's a daydream!

    This time, if anything happens to Qingqing, I will definitely not let you go!

    As long as I am here, no one in this family will have an easy time!  No one can escape from this matter completely!  "

    Knowing that continuing to grind here with Tang Xin was just a waste of time, Tang's mother finished a long list of hysterical curses and walked to the door aggressively, planning to leave.

    Tang Xin looked calm from beginning to end, and looked at her figure quietly with no emotion in his eyes.

    Until the other person comes to the door.

    "Mother."

    Tang Xin suddenly called out softly.

    For some reason, Tang¡¯s mother felt as if she was electrocuted when she heard these words. She was shocked and froze at the door, motionless.

    Tang Xin still lowered his eyes, his eyes stopped on the soup splashing on the floor, and smiled slightly.

    ¡°Actually, I don¡¯t eat coriander.¡±

    After saying that, she turned around, as if nothing had happened, and continued to work on the topic.

    But after hearing this, Mrs. Tang felt like she was struck by lightning, her eyes widened, and she looked back blankly at the bowl of noodles on the ground.

    It was only now that she remembered that it seemed that Tang Xin had never touched the bowl of noodles at all.

    Even though she was forcing her just now, she only took a few bites of the poached egg lying in the corner.

    As for the places stained with coriander, whether it was noodles or noodle soup, she didn¡¯t touch a bite.

    Fortunately, in order to prove her motherly love, she said that she almost tripped while picking coriander in the backyard.

    Tang Xin has been back to the Tang family for a year, and as a mother, she doesn¡¯t even know that her daughter doesn¡¯t eat coriander at all!

    Looking at Tang Xin quietly doing the questions, he didn¡¯t seem to be disappointed at all.

    A huge wave of heat surged into Mother Tang's body.

    ¡ª¡ª

    There were so many actors participating in the casting audition for "Tsing Yi" that it lasted until the day of Song Qinrong's mock test, and there was still no sign of it ending.

    Since the exam started today, Song Qinrong said hello to Wei Li in advance, finally getting a three-day quiet period.

    As of today, the gambling on the forum has already entered a fever pitch.

    More and more people are participating and placing bets. Everyone firmly believes that this bet is almost a sure bet. As long as the bet on Song Qinrong loses, the money will be doubled tenfold and returned to their hands again.

    Although Song Qinrong¡¯s previous behavior in the Chinese class caused uneasiness among some people in Class F who had placed bets on her to lose.

    But later on, I don¡¯t know who comforted me first, saying that being good at Chinese does not mean being good at all subjects.  Fu Yan's usual Chinese scores are always above 140 points.

    Although Song Qinrong solved the questions faster, the first place in the exam was not about who was faster, but who had fewer shortcomings.  If nothing else, at least this country bumpkin's English scores are definitely not much better.

    With this thought, everyone¡¯s uneasy hearts gradually calmed down again.

    More and more people are betting that Song Qinrong will lose.

    Everyone is nervously and excitedly waiting for the arrival of the exact same thing.

    Song Qinrong herself, who was at the center of the topic, was the calmest.

    On the morning of the first model exam, she got up at the usual time, washed up, and went to the restaurant to eat.

    As soon as she entered, she saw Zhao Shuying smilingly showing off the full score meal she had prepared - a fried dough stick and two eggs: "As long as you eat it, you can pass the test in every subject."One hundred percent!  "

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    When Song Xiao heard this, he immediately laughed so hard: "Grandma, don't you know that their full score is not one hundred points, but one hundred and fifty!

    ¡°If it¡¯s true that each subject has a score of 100, hahaha¡­ then I¡¯m probably far away from the first place!  "

    Zhao Shuying was so embarrassed by her grandson's ruthless ridicule that she became angry and slapped Song Xiao on the head who was gloating about his misfortune: "Shut up!"

    Song Xiao held her head in grievance: "Huh, to be honest, grandma also beat me!"

    "What's the truth?" Zhao Shuying's eyes widened. "This is called a perfect score package. Do you know what a perfect score is? One hundred is just a number, and we don't really want Rongrong to take a hundred!

    ¡° Anyway, God must understand what I mean, and he won¡¯t be so rigid!  Rongrong, do you think so?  "

    Song Qinrong picked up a hard-boiled egg dipped in soy sauce and was about to put it in her mouth when she heard the words and nodded seriously: "Yes."

    Song Yiyi looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Sister, do your best today."

    "Do not worry."

    Song Qinrong swallowed the last bite of eggs, stood up, and smiled at her, "Your one hundred yuan will be doubled ten times."

    After saying that, he ignored the ridicule from Song Xiao behind him and went to No. 1 Middle School under Zhao Shuying's earnest gaze.

    This time it is exactly the same, and the whole city attaches great importance to it. Whether it is the examination room discipline or the examination time and course arrangement, it is exactly the same as the real college entrance examination.

    At half past eight, all the students in Class F left the classroom and rushed to their respective examination rooms.

    Before leaving, Tang Xin took out two transparent stationery bags and gave them to Song Qinrong and Xu Xiaonan respectively: "I was afraid that you didn't have everything ready, so I prepared an extra one for you."

    Seeing this, Fu Yan on the side glanced at her sideways: "Where's mine?"

    Tang Xin pursed her lips: "You have taken the test so many times, so you should be quite experienced. I didn't prepare you."

    "Hmph." Fu Yan snorted from his nose.

    Xu Xiaonan didn¡¯t really want it at first. Anyway, he was such a scumbag. No matter how complete the stationery was, he couldn¡¯t get a score of more than forty.

    But seeing that Fu Yan had no share, he happily accepted it.

    "Tell me, why are you being so polite! Damn it, I actually don't need it, but you sincerely insist on giving it to me, so I have no choice but to accept it reluctantly."

    Fu Yan was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he stared at him: "What's the use of accepting it? You don't have any preparation for any subject, and you dare to take part in it? It's a waste of air to take part!"

    "Who said I didn't prepare anything!" Xu Xiaonan retorted confidently.

    As soon as these words came out, Song Qinrong glanced at him with a smile but not a smile: "Oh, it seems you are well prepared?"

    "Of course, I prepared specially for this exam¡ª¡ª"

    As Xu Xiaonan said, he formed his right hand into the shape of an orchid finger. He put his hand into his collar with piety and pride. Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, he slowly took out a jade Guanyin.

    "¡ª¡ªThe blessing of Bodhisattva!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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