Net King's Absolute Shutdown

The exams in the morning are Mandarin and mathematics, neither of which is considered difficult for me, and I can handle it very easily, but I don’t know what will happen to Taocheng, who is poor in mathematics.

"Qianye!" Taocheng, who rushed out from the classroom next door, shouted all the way, "You are good at guessing questions! The questions you asked me to do are similar to today's exam questions!" (ps: The exam is meant to disrupt the placement test.)

My usually calm face twitched a little, it's not a matter of appearance, but it's exactly the same, okay?It seems that there is no way to talk to this big eater.

"Qianye, how did you do in the exam?" Fuji appeared in front of him at this time.

I nodded, except for cheating on Japanese history, I wrote these myself, so there should be no big problem. "In any case, I thank you for everyone." Fuji said very seriously.

"No need." Cold sweat broke out on the back of my head. I was forced by you. I got all the test papers of all subjects for all the members of the tennis club, and then everyone worked hard on the questions. The third grade can definitely pass the admission score of Qingxue with ease, and can even pass the highest admission score of Lihai University.

Hehe, Fuji smiled very elegantly, I was so depressed, why are you laughing?Laughing all the time is also a kind of facial paralysis.

"Hiss, Qianye is so good, he guessed the questions so successfully, those questions are really familiar." Haitang walked out from another classroom, and then seriously recalled those questions, and then said.

Of course they look familiar, they are all the same, okay? "Oh." Of course I couldn't say this, so I could only nod my head sullenly, and Fuer naturally smiled even more heartily.

"That's right, that's right, I think those questions are very easy to do, and Qianye can even guess the third grade questions so well?" Ju Wan also joined in the chaos of discussing familiar questions.

"Not bad, not bad, I will definitely do well in the exam this time." Kawamura did not hold a racket, so he spoke shyly.

Nonsense, if you still do not do well in the exam, I will let you all drink Chinese medicine until you die.

Gan floated over with his notebook in his hands, "Why do you say that? The probability that the question this time is exactly the same as the one Qianye took out is... um..." Bueryan and I rushed over quickly, and one of them snatched away the question. Gan's notebook, one tightly covering his mouth, absolutely can't let him say that [-]%.

Bu Er leaned against Qian's ear, didn't know what to say, anyway, he could only see the reflection of light from Qian's lens, and then his smile became more and more obscene.

"Okay!" Gan nodded, and then turned his horrified eyes on me, "The probability that the question this time is similar to the one we did is 80.00%[-], which only shows that Qianye's ability to guess questions is [-]% Have a standard." After handing Qian's notebook to Qian, Gan began to think about it continuously, and his eyes still fell on me.

Bu Er spread his hands helplessly. It seems that he has said everything. After all, his brains are not comparable to these idiots. Fortunately, he didn't say anything, otherwise I will be in trouble.

"Hey, Tezuka." Fuji saw Tezuka walking slowly with sharp eyes, and then said.

Ah, Tezuka nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, "Everyone, let's do our best this afternoon and tomorrow."

"Hai!" Involuntarily everyone answered in unison, even I said subconsciously, it's over, it's over, now I can never get rid of Tezuka's rule, it seems that high school is also a tragedy, ever since I I promised Tezuka to supervise the Seigaku Tennis Club, and that was the beginning of my tragic life.

In the afternoon, there are physical chemistry and English exams, which are really troublesome. It is both science and English. I feel a little sleepy when I do it, but I finished it quickly, then threw the pen away, and went to sleep.

The invigilator is Buer's head teacher, and Buer likes to look out the window all day long, but Buer's grades are good, so the teacher has no choice but to turn a blind eye, and this Qianye is also like this, every time He fell asleep right after class, but his damned grades were only slightly worse in Japanese History. (Just aggravating.)

The rest are top-notch, and there is Tezuka and Fuji in the third grade, why should there be another one like this in the second grade?It was too much of a blow to the teacher.The class teacher thought with tears streaming down his face.