Zhou Fangchi was shocked and even spoke, "This... this scorpion?" Intuition told her that she might end up miserably when she found out that she had let it go by her mother.

Cai Niang knows everything that happened in embroidery.

"What are you afraid of?" Wang Lichai gave her a blank look, "It's just a dead scorpion. If Xu Sanchun is scared, it's because she's too timid and no one else's fault."

What she said makes sense, it's just a prank.

However, Zhou Fangchi thought about it and was still worried, "You must accept it at that time."

Wang Lichai agreed immediately, "Don't worry, am I the kind of person who is unfaithful?" It was really hard to explain, Zhou Fangchi muttered in his heart.

"Let's go together, you're relieved now!" In fact, Wang Lichai was not at ease and asked Zhou Fangchi to do this. If she threw the scorpion halfway through, she had to accept it.

The two men disappeared in the flower path, and behind the tree, Yu Hongling's face flashed.

Wu Jing was panicked and hurriedly went to find Xu Sanchun. Because she didn't dare to stand up before, Wu Jing secretly followed fifty steps behind Wang Lichai and Zhou Fangchi, and saw their behavior clearly.

"Dead Scorpion?" Xu Sanchun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you Sister Wu, I understand."

This is really a common scene in school. Unfortunately, she has never been afraid of this crustacean creature, not to mention that it is just a dead scorpion.

"You can't take it lightly. I wonder if they will have any other evil tricks." Seeing that she didn't take it to her heart, Wu Jing reminded him worriedly.

Xu Sanchun said "um" and agreed: "I will be careful."

It was almost time to come, and everyone sat in the classroom and waited for the upcoming monthly exam.

Because Xu Sanchun is the first name, she half-kneeled down at the first place in the first place, looking at the table in front without a trace, and guessing in her heart: Where will the dead scorpion be hidden?

It is impossible to have a few cases, and this case doesn’t have drawers like a desk.

On the table, only her own needle and thread basket was placed, inside which were scissors, embroidery needles, embroidery strips and other items she used to use.

Xu Sanchun looked at the needle and thread basket with his eyes. If there was a scorpion, it must be there. There was no other place to hide except the needle and thread basket.

Before Wen Zhiyi arrived, she looked back and Wang Lichai looked proud.

A sound of footsteps sounded, and Wen Zhiyi took the lead in the door, followed by a woman with extremely gentle temperament. The woman dressed as an embroiderer, but she had a unique demeanor in her every move.

Xu Sanchun thought about it and found that this was a taste of growing up in the fragrance of books, which allowed her to experience good cultivation from her bones. This was not the temperament that these embroidery girls who had just been in embroidery for a month could possess.

Unfortunately, her face looked really bad, pale and transparent, and even her lips were faint and bloodless. However, this sick look added to her a kind of delicate beauty that Xi Shi praised her.

Who is this?

How could it appear at the moment of the monthly exam?

Everyone's hearts flashed with questions, and they stood up to salute Wen Zhiyi, "I've seen the talented mother."

Wen Zhiyi smiled and returned the courtesy and made an introduction gesture, "She is Ding Yaqin from the county school. She came to Nanfeng Town for recuperation due to physical discomfort. From today on, she will practice in our embroidery studies."

This is, the so-called transfer student?

As soon as Xu Sanchun finished thinking with interest, he realized that it was unusual. Ding Yaqin, her identity should be unusual, otherwise how could she think of which embroidery study, she would go to which embroidery study?

As for what she learned from Jia Peiling yesterday, it is obvious that the embroiderers do not have the freedom to go wherever they want.

After both sides met, Wen Zhiyi looked at Xu Sanchun and said, "Sanchun, like you, Yaqin was the first in the county school exam twice in a row. When you are in your position, let Yaqin sit, and then decide who will sit in this position after the monthly exam results come out."

Her words once again confirmed Xu Sanchun's speculation. Ding Yaqin was indeed a person with status. Otherwise, Wen Zhiyi would not have been deliberately pleased.

Behind Xu Sanchun, there were gloating eyes of everyone.

Isn’t Xu Sanchun very powerful? I didn’t expect that today is here? This embroiderer who studied in the county stolen the limelight before she even took the exam.

Actually, Xu Sanchun cares about this position? For her, as long as she wants to learn, it will be the same wherever she sits. It is just an excuse for her to learn because she is sitting in the back.

However, today is different from the past. There is still a dead scorpion hidden in her needle and thread basket.

Seeing that she looked embarrassed, Ding Yaqin coughed gently and said, "I can sit anywhere, so I don't have to force me." Her voice was pleasant, but she looked weak. Obviously, she was in poor health, not for a long time.

Xu Sanchun was very hesitant.

It's okay to give up the position, but what if the dead scorpion scares the sick Ding Yaqin? If she doesn't let her, she can only tell her Wang Lichai's prank, but in this way, Wu Jing will be exposed.

She knew Wu Jing's temperament, so how could she bear to cause trouble to the kind-hearted Wu Jing?

Wang Lichai also remembered the death of Scorpion and her face turned pale. She just wanted to teach Xu Sanchun a lesson, so why did she catch up with it? An embroidered lady who was learned from the county came.

Although she was arrogant, she was in Nanfeng Town. Mrs. Wang had long been repeatedly told to her and would be particularly respectful to the people in the county. If she was angry with the big figure in the county, a Baojia was really nothing.

What should I do?

Wang Lichai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but she didn't have the courage to stand up and just hoped that Xu Sanchun would not give up her seat.

Seeing that Xu Sanchun was still moving, Wen Zhiyi looked uneasy. This child originally thought she was a sensible person, so she asked her to give up her position. Unexpectedly, she couldn't even be attached to her.

"Sanchun." This time, Wen Zhiyi's voice was a little stern.

Xu Sanchun couldn't help but stood up and said, "Please take my seat." As he said that, he went to carry the sewing basket. She wanted to take the sewing basket that caused trouble away.

Since she had given up her seat and was kind to her mother, Ding Yaqin naturally couldn't say anything, so she walked over with her own needle and thread basket.

Because Xu Sanchun was at the front of the entire classroom, she walked over in a few steps.

Xu Sanchun had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave with the sewing basket, but unexpectedly, a blue-black scorpion crawled out of the sewing basket, stood on the edge of the sewing basket, waving the pliers in his hand with his teeth and claws.

"Ah!" Ding Yaqin, who was walking over, looked at it, screamed and fell softly towards the back.
Chapter completed!