Author: Filthy Machine Translation
Li Yue left after giving her instructions. Ling Jue held the pen in her hand and looked at the white paper in front of her. Molk's flaws?
2It seemed that other than the crazy girl, there were no other flaws.
The atmosphere in the school was quite good. The humorous principal and his classmates.
There were also a few good brothers.
2After getting to know Lu Yilie, Ouyang Ye, and Mu Chen, these people were all quite interesting.
Therefore, she really did not feel that there were any flaws.
"Master Jue, how do you want to write it?"
2"I don't know. Help me write it." Ling Jue handed him the white paper in her hand. "If you can't write it well, I'll beat you up."
2"...Well, Master Jue, I'm just asking you. I didn't say I'm going to help you write it." Lu Yilie did not know whether to laugh or cry. He really did not know how to write it...
2Therefore, he planned to plagiarize him. Who knew that Master Jue would actually threaten him to help him write it?
2"Are you going to write it or not?" Ling Jue looked at him with a smile.
2Lu Yilie gulped. "Yes."
2He took Ling Jue's white paper. Of course, he could not write anything bad because his father knew how to read it. If his father saw him write something bad about Molk, he might go home and play mixed doubles again.
Lu Yilie sighed. He held his head and looked at the blackboard. How was he going to write it?
2Ling Jue saw that Lu Yilie had gone to work. She curled her lips. Someone had helped her.
Writing something like this was not very interesting.
2Ling Jue turned to look at Mu Chen and found that he was sleeping. There was saliva on the white paper.
"..."
Ling Jue took the Chinese textbook beside her and slapped him on the head. "Mu Chen, if you continue sleeping, do you think I won't beat you up?"
2Mu Chen rubbed his eyes in a daze. "Ling Jue, what are you doing?"
2"Your saliva is on the ground."
2Mu Chen touched the corner of his mouth when he heard that. It was just a little saliva...
2Ling Jue looked at him in disgust. "Hurry up and write. You have to perform in the afternoon. If you don't perform well, I'll beat you up."
2"Ling Jue, why do you always want to beat me up?" Mu Chen rubbed his face and looked up. "Come on, give me two slaps. I'm so sleepy."
2He yawned as he spoke. Ling Jue slapped his face and gave him another slap. He immediately perked up.
He picked up the pen and began to write. He was already full of energy.
Ling Jue turned around and took out her math book to read.
The students beside her were racking their brains to write. The school was already out of options, so they were all writing praises.
After writing for an entire morning, everyone was finally free. Lu Yilie handed the book he had written to Ling Jue. "Master Jue, take a look. Is there anything wrong with it?"
2Ling Jue took it and signed her name. "Very good."
2Lu Yilie was dumbfounded. "Master Jue, you haven't read it yet."
2"There's no need to read it. I believe you." Ling Jue handed him the white paper. "Help me pass it to Class Monitor Ouyang."
2Lu Yilie pursed his lips and signed his name on the paper before passing it to Ouyang Ye.
Li Yue had just arranged for it to be passed to Ouyang Ye after it was written. The class monitor would then pass it to her office.
2Ouyang Ye held the white paper and smiled at everyone. "Class dismissed. Let's gather in the auditorium at three in the afternoon. There are special seats for our class over there. If you go early, you can look for seats."
2"Okay."
2Everyone also hoped that class would be dismissed as soon as possible. One by one, they left the classroom excitedly.
Ling Jue walked at the back, while Mu Chen stood up in a daze. His energy was only enough to finish writing the suggestion. He was very sleepy now, so he had to go back to sleep.