1014: Little Qi's Side 1 - I'm Pretty Like a Flower

Little Qi's Side 1 - I'm Pretty Like a Flower

Her name was Sheng Qingwan, and she was known as Little Qi.2

She didn't know who gave her her name. Every time the teacher punished her, he would make her write her name a hundred times.

That's too much!

She had once asked her mother indirectly, but usually, her mother would take out a scalpel and look at her coolly. "You want to change your name? Give up."

Little Qi had no choice but to give up.

Because without considering her name, she really had to thank herself for being born in such a family.

Don't misunderstand. It was not because of the money, but because other parents wanted their children to excel and be the best in everything, which was very unlike her parents. They allowed her to skip school and travel during schooling periods. And during the holidays, they didn't allow her to bring her homework home.

According to Mu Qiqi, playing was the foundation of childhood.

Alright...

And the consequence of doing so was her grades remaining constantly in the bottom three.

Of course, it wasn't that she was stupid. It was just that if her grades were good, it would put too much pressure on other people's children. Look, the little daughter of the Sheng family was good in everything, and her grades were even top-notch... A life that was too outstanding, there had to be some flaws, right?

Oh, right, Little Qi was eleven years old. She was only in the first grade of junior high.

As the richest child in Jianchuan, she had never known what poverty was like.

But what was strange was that she actually went to Jianchuan's most ordinary middle school.

Once again, according to Mu Qiqi, "Children who love to learn will rise to the top regardless of where they were, and vice versa. Children who don't love to learn will rank last even in Oxford Primary School."

Little Qi agreed with her. She felt that her mother was too amazing.

Why did Mu Qiqi pamper her so much? It was because when she was nine years old, she had a serious illness. She scared Mu Qiqi so much that she didn't sleep for several days. From then on, the whole family only wanted her to be healthy and happy.

..

Her memory had strayed too far.

It was another day in school when results were announced. Little Qi once again ranked last in Chinese. She had inherited Mu Qiqi's excellent genes. She could not even form a proper sentence when writing a composition, but she could pass any math course.

"Sheng Qingwan, with your writing level, no one will pay attention to you when you write love letters in the future."

The whole class burst into laughter, but she did not care. "Do I need to write love letters?"

The teacher immediately snorted. "So, being rich is all you need?"

"No, Teacher, I'm pretty like a flower!"

The whole class burst into laughter again.

"Write your name a hundred times as punishment!"

Again, Little Qi sighed. "Sigh, I'll go home immediately and apply for a change of name to Sheng Yiyi."

"If you keep being naughty, I'll invite your parents over!" The teacher threatened. Usually, this was very intimidating, but...

Little Qi only said regretfully, "Teacher, don't just say it and not do it. My mother has been looking forward to it for a long time."

The teacher was speechless.

What weird parents they were. What a weird child.

Of course, the teacher was very clear about Mu Qiqi's identity.

To the students in the class, Little Qi was a very special existence.

As the richest teenager in Jianchuan, she did not have the arrogance of a rich person. She could mingle with anyone.

Her name sounded like a socialite, but her behavior was not. Er... This meant that she did not have the skills to play the zither or go, and she didn't know calligraphy or know how to paint. Moreover, she was naughty even when her grades were not good. She was the most troublesome child in the eyes of the teacher.

However, she didn't make any big mistakes. She seemed to know her limits.

"There will be a transfer student in class tomorrow. Sit with him and treat him well." The teacher couldn't do anything about her and could only glare at her.

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