Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Zhu Di felt unhappy and wanted to continue to provoke Gu Jin, but Mo Mo on the side pulled her back.

Zhu Di turned around and glared at Gu Jin, "Momo, don't stop me, I'm just unhappy with that Gu Jin!"

Mo Mo was calmer than Zhu Di and advised: "Yangyang just helped her, if we target her again it will embarrass Yangyang. Don't let Xu Xuanyan see Yangyang's jokes."

Only then did Zhu Di turn around, but she was still dissatisfied and hummed: "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup she poured into Yangyang to make Yangyang treat her so well!"

Seeing that the cannon fodder had subsided, Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

But how could the heroine be calm on the first day of school? There is no more cannon fodder to seek death, and there are other female supporting characters seeking death.

At the Tang family dinner that day, Xu Xuanyan had developed a grudge against Gu Jin. When she saw Zhu Di and others letting Gu Jin go, she decided to take action herself.

Xu Xuanyan asked with a smile: "Gu Jin, I heard that the learning progress in your rural high school is relatively slow, and some subjects have not been fully completed by the third year of high school. Is it true?"

As soon as Xu Xuanyan said this, the boys and girls who played well around her started talking about it.

"Yes, Gu Jin is from a rural high school. They haven't finished their classes yet, right?"

"Our Jincheng No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in the province, and the first class is also a top class. Last semester, we started the second round of general review. The exams at the beginning of the semester covered all high school content, and even some difficult competition questions. Gu Jin didn’t finish her class, so isn’t she going to have a bad time in the exams at the beginning of the semester?”

"It doesn't matter whether she's cool or not. What matters is what if it lowers the average score of our class?"

"The competition in No. 1 Middle School is already fierce. At the end of last semester, the average score of Class 2 was just a few points behind ours. Now that Gu Jin is here, he won't let Class 2 overtake our class, right? Wouldn't that make the whole grade a joke?"

"It is said that those bastards in Class 2 are very happy now."

There are thirty classes in each grade of Jincheng No. 1 Middle School, including twenty science classes, ranging from class one to class twenty according to their grades. Although Class 1 is a sharp knife class, the average scores of Class 2 and Class 3 are not much different from Class 1.

Originally, there was no collective honor involved. Everyone could still regard the matter of the real and fake daughter of the Gu family as gossip, and they were only xenophobic towards Gu Jin.

But now, most of the students in Class 1 are worried that Gu Jin will lower the class average.

"I really don't understand why the school put Gu Jin, a black sheep, in our class!"

"I heard that the Gu family donated a laboratory building to the school, so the school agreed to put Gu Jin into our class..."

"Gu Jin doesn't think that she is a real daughter and can compete with Gu Yang in everything, right? She will go to whichever class Gu Yang is in? She has Gu Yang's grades first!"

"Just wait, she will know how big the gap between herself and Gu Yang is after the exams are over!"

Gu Yang: "..."

Good guy, can't we set up a blank control group? Why should I be used as the control group? ? ?

Xu Xuanyan looked at Gu Jin proudly. Even if Gu Jin proved at the Tang family dinner that she was not a know-it-all bumpkin, so what? When she came to school, wouldn't she have to be beaten down by academic masters like them?

"Gu Jin, where are your progress? Tell us so that we can be mentally prepared to see how many more points we need to get back to the average score." Xu Xuanyan said with a smile.

Gu Jin rested his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes impatiently, and chuckled: "Didn't you say that? The class is not over yet."

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If you write a wrong word silently, you will be punished by copying an oracle bone inscription. That is a true story.