Chen's mother died, Chu Ning took a week off from the school to take care of the funeral for Chen's mother.

However, she did not publicize it, but simply organized a small and simple funeral in the villa.

No one was invited to offer condolences, but the whole villa was covered with white silk.

Did not even tell Chu Zhengde.

But Xia Dingwen, who was optimistic about Chu Ning, found that Chu Ning hadn't come because of the selection of the math competition organized by the school, so he called Chu Zhengde specially.

But the one who responded to Xia Dingwen was that Chu Zhengde didn't know where Chu Ning was. He knew that Chu Ning had a house in the capital.

But he only knew when he went there that Chu Ning had only bought this place and never lived there.

And the person who arranged for Chu Ning to protect and supervise Chu Ning had been helping to deal with the cover long ago.

Chu Zhengde rubbed his eyebrows, and Xia Dingwen called again: "Xiao Chu, this test has already begun. Will Chu Ning come yet? She promised me!"

Chu Zhengde moved the phone farther, and the voice over there was reduced a lot.

Thinking of Chu Qian just now, she called herself to participate in the math competition.

He sighed and said, "If Chu Ning doesn't come, let's give the spot to Chu Qian. They are two sisters, and Chu Qian's math is also very good."

Standing next to Xia Dingwen, Chu Qian was finally relieved when she heard the sound from the other side of the phone.

Her overall grade is third in the class, but there are only three places for each class in the math competition.

She should have had it, but she had a partial subject in mathematics and happened to be fourth, so she missed the place to participate.

Xia Dingwen was still a little unwilling to ask again, and she hung up the phone after she was sure that Chu Ning might not come.

Looking at the urging look of the head teacher of Class A and the expression of Chu Qian's eagerness to participate, she was not reconciled in her heart.

That little **** had promised that he would participate!

Xu Ping, the head teacher of Class F, rubbed his temples helplessly: "Or wait?"

He had no hope for Chu Ning at first, so letting her participate is also with a mindset that puts emphasis on participation.

Later, not only Xia Dingwen, but also other teachers in the office told him that Xiao Ning was a dark horse in mathematics.

His struggling caution ignited again.

If Chu Ning is really a group of dark horses in mathematics, among these people, who stand out and beat the schoolmasters of Class A, then they will be proud of losing the last class.

Xia Dingwen thought the same way. Just as he was about to nod his head, Zhong Mingyue's cynic voice came over.

"What are you waiting for? The scumbag in your class has already taken a one-week vacation. He is coming early, so he must be afraid and dare not come."

"I think you should give up the quota quickly. Chu Qian's achievements are obvious to all. If you delay the task of adding honor to the school, can you afford it?"

I don't know what madness the school is going to. Each class has only three places.

The school has only ten places in total, so we have to select from each class again, which is the exam this time.

Then participate in the national math competition.

Xu Ping was annoyed: "Student Chu Ning must have something wrong, she is a dark horse in mathematics, why dare not come! Other classes are also absent, why don't you go to other classes and just stare at our class?"

He didn't care about honor or honor, he knew from Xia Dingwen that Chu Ning was quick to do the questions, even if only the last ten minutes were left, he would definitely fight for Chu Ning.

Zhong Mingyue's expression changed: "Do you think I don't want to? If I can, I still need to come to you?"

He also said: "Who doesn't know that your class is the worst class in the school. If you go there, it will be a waste of places. It's better to let it out."

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