Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 201 The God of Learning School Bully 80
The next day, Qing Chi put on the stationery, and the second year of high school had to go to class normally, but before the exam, she went straight out of the classroom and went to the third year of high school teaching building.

I already knew the location before, so I went straight to the fifth floor, walked into Class 10, and found my seat.

Many people in the class had their eyes on Qingchi. A sophomore in high school came to take the second-model exam, which aroused many speculations.

"Hi, big sister." A younger brother was also taking the exam in class 10. When he came in and saw Qing Chi, he came over to say hello.

"En, hello." Qing Chi twirled the pen nimbly with his fingers, and also responded to the younger brother's greeting.

"Come on big sister."

"kindness."

Qingchi looked at the time. A few minutes later, two invigilators came in with test papers and signal jammers to prevent people from cheating with their mobile phones.

Stop turning the pen, tap your finger on the desktop, and wait for the 9 o'clock exam bell to ring and the test papers will be delivered to your hand.

The first routine is Qingchi's Chinese language, which is not very popular, but she has also made up for it for a long time, and she is almost brainwashing herself into those little brats.

Read all the questions first, especially the composition, and then pick up the pen and start answering the questions, thinking about how to write the composition to get more points.

At the end of writing the entire test paper, Qing Chi pulled his hair a little irritably, forcing himself to answer the questions with different concepts and thoughts was really annoying.

Against my will.

If it wasn't for the mission, Qing Chi wouldn't serve her.

This time, Qing Chi didn't go to sleep. She sat on the seat and checked it twice and then waited. When it was time to hand in the test paper in advance, she put away the test paper and left the seat, threw the test paper on the podium and left.

When I returned to the class, it was Zhao Hua's class. Seeing that Qing Chi had returned so quickly, Zhao Hua stopped the class he was teaching: "Lan Feixue, did you hand in the paper in advance?"

"Well, I'll leave when I'm done." Qing Chi yawned, feeling drowsy doing Chinese papers, but couldn't fall asleep looking at the test questions in the examination room.

They are all melon skin topics.

Zhao Hua sighed, and asked feebly, "Have you checked?"

"It's been checked." Even the test papers had to be handed in for the two-model entrance exam, so Qingchi came back as he went, without bringing back anything extra.

Zhao Hua couldn't see what she answered, he didn't even know what the questions were.

Qing Chi went straight back to his seat, lay down and fell asleep.

Zhao Hua hesitated to speak on the podium, and finally picked up the Chinese textbook silently and continued the lecture.

This student can't control it, let her go, and wait for the results to come out.

The math in the afternoon is somewhat easier for Qingchi, she can rely on her brain, and the difficulty of the entrance exam is quite high, but she has absolute confidence.

This time, Qing Chi also handed in the papers ahead of schedule, leaving them with a chic back under the stares of the two invigilators.

Then the class didn't go back and went straight out of school.

During the exam, Qingchi's cell phone was turned off, but after leaving school, he turned on his cell phone and walked to his residence while flipping through the news.

Recently, she downloaded a new wechat, and there is only one friend in it, Gu Ran. After all, Gu Ran encouraged her to download it.

Then WeChat showed that there was a new message, which was still an hour ago.

"Before I was taking an exam, my phone was turned off." Recalling a message from Gu Ran, Qing Chi bought some desserts at a nearby mall.

"En? What subject, do you still need to turn off the phone?" Gu Ran also came all the way when she was a student. Usually, who would take care of the mobile phone in the quiz, but there is no major exam recently.

Qingchi: "Second model."

Gu Ran: "? Aren't you a sophomore in high school?"

Although it has been several years since she graduated from university, Gu Ran still remembers what the second model is.

(End of this chapter)