All-Professional Trainer

Chapter 7 Suspected Plagiarism
Three days later, in math class, the big devil walked into the classroom with the papers from the last exam.

"This test is not bad. Click on the name to get the paper. Zhou Dong, 98 points."

"Wang Yunyun, 98 points."

"Liang Song, 95 points."

……

"Jiang Xiangxin, 15 points."

The big devil couldn't help but look up at the little fat man in the back row, his eyes sharp.

In her memory, the little fat man never seemed to have scored more than ten points in the exam.

You actually got [-] points this time?
There is no doubt that it was copied!
Although she is very confident in her ability to invigilate the exam, it is hard to guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net.

This little fat man, he failed in his studies, and started to plagiarize!

Do you want to call his parents?
The big devil hesitated for a moment, then quickly gave up the idea.

There are still a few months before the high school entrance examination, and she has no time to waste on it.

However, if you challenge your own majesty and dare to cheat or plagiarize in front of yourself, it is still necessary to give you a beating.

When the little fat man came to the stage to take the test papers in a daze, the big devil warned coldly: "Forget it this time, if you dare to copy next time, don't blame me for letting you have a good time."

The little fat man was startled, nodded quickly, took the test paper, and fled back to his seat in embarrassment.

After sitting down for more than half a minute, he didn't react.

I didn't copy it!

However, it is really strange to get fifteen points in the test.When the big devil reported his score, he thought he heard it wrong.

"Okay! You're lucky? This math test has more scores than me." The good friend at the same table teased in a low voice.

The little fat man subconsciously glanced at his test paper, with a score of 7, he performed normally.

Could it be that it was really shit luck.

Not right!

This is not a lot of multiple-choice questions in English, and it is easy to get more than [-] points. His highest record even got more than [-] points.

Looking at his test paper again, the little fat man was confused.

There were only a few multiple-choice questions, and I didn't get any of them right.Those questions that are done correctly cannot be corrected by mere ignorance.

It seemed that something was wrong with me staying up late that day.

But what kind of problem can make people do math problems that they can't do correctly?

Ghost upper body?
The little fat man thought of an answer that made his hair stand on end.

This made his fleshy hands tremble a little.

"No, no, if it's really a ghost, why have nothing happened these two days?"

"Besides, it's only fifteen points, not much better than me. This kind of ghost must have the same headache as me in the exam."

The little fat man was so surprised that he thought he was going crazy.

He really couldn't figure it out, why did he get a high score of [-] points in the test out of nowhere?
No, I have to ask my mother for Teacher Li's mobile phone number when I get home, and call him to ask.

Teacher Li is well-informed, maybe he can think of the reason...

The little fat man was suddenly stunned.

"My God!"

"It's not because of Teacher Li's tutoring, is it?"

"how can that be?"

The little fat man was petrified by his sudden thought.

Teacher Li has only been tutoring for two days, and he can get more than ten points in the exam, and his score has doubled by three or four times?
The little fat man was so excited that he quickly took out a brand new math book from the drawer and found a question at random.

Um, I don't understand.

Find another question.

Still can't understand.

Another question.

Huh, seems to be able to do it?

The little fat man almost shouted long live, and he even had tears in his eyes.

"I can get more than ten points in the test in one week. After two months, won't I get [-] or [-] points in the math test?"

"If Mr. Li can help me make a study plan every day, it means that I can get [-] or [-] points in the math test in ten days!"

"If Teacher Li can help me make study plans for other subjects, doesn't that mean that I can still be rescued?"

"What are you talking about?" My good friend reminded me softly: "Don't let the big devil hear you, otherwise you will think you are chatting with me."

The little fat man smirked to himself, his eyes full of longing.

The happy expressions of the parents, the adoring eyes of classmates, the envious eyes of classmates...

In fact, the little fat man still has pursuits, but his self-confidence has completely collapsed.

The miraculous teacher Li made him regain a little confidence.

……

The whole day, the little fat man was in a state of excitement.He even forgot what he ordered at the small restaurant in front of the school at noon.

After finally surviving school in the afternoon, the little fat man almost ran all the way home.

"There is some leftover chicken soup from your sister's lunch on the table. You can heat it in the microwave and drink it."

In the living room, Liang Furong was watching TV and picking walnuts with a nutcracker. When she saw the little fat man coming back, she pursed her lips towards the dining room.

"Just let me eat what she left."

The little fat man has a taste for food. Since half a year ago, his sister has been enjoying the treatment of delivering meals at noon, cooking a small stove at night, and various nutritional and health care products.

He had never enjoyed this kind of VIP treatment, which made him feel seriously out of favor.

This made him very uncomfortable.

but it does not matter!
The little fat man excitedly took out the math test paper from his schoolbag and stuffed it in front of Liang Furong.

"signature!"

"Ok!"

Liang Furong took the test paper, and the numbers on it made her frown uncontrollably.

Immediately, his face became serious.

Although the little fat man stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth from his clothes, he was a bit spoiled by her.But being a pet is mostly about the material things of life, and her tutoring is actually not that loose.

Going to and from get out of class on time, going to Internet cafes, game halls and other places are strictly prohibited, and playing any fighting games is not allowed... No cheating is also included in her strict regulations.

"If you fail the exam, you will fail the exam. What's the use of copying someone else's?"

"I didn't copy it, I took the test myself." The little fat man was angry.

"You know if you copied it or not. Bring a pen and I'll sign it for you." Liang Furong said angrily, "You'll be deceiving people at such a young age. Will you be able to do it when you grow up?"

"I told you I didn't copy it. If you don't believe me, try it." The little fat man took out the math book and handed it to Liang Furong.

"It's fine if you don't copy it. Your sister is coming back soon, so what should I do when I go back to my room? I still want stewed beef with walnuts. It's too late, and your sister won't eat it." Although Liang Furong wanted to educate the little fat man, she followed He talked about the great principles of life, but she really didn't have time right now, and she didn't even bother to use this excuse to deduct the little fat man's pocket money.

"I really didn't copy it." The little fat man was furious: "You can try it!"

"If you didn't copy it, you didn't copy it. Go back to your room and play. I'll call you when you eat." Liang Furong waved her hand impatiently.

That action is like chasing flies away!
The little fat man felt that he was going crazy, and he held out his fat hand bitterly: "Give me the phone."

"On the sofa, don't download a bunch of games on my phone." Liang Furong glared at him.

"I'm going to download it, download ten or one hundred, don't let me download it, I will go to my sister's room to play computer, ask her for a mobile phone..."

The little fat man grabbed the phone on the sofa, and with a bang, he slammed the door shut.

"This brat, it's reasonable to copy other people's papers..."

Liang Furong muttered angrily.

In the room, the little fat man suspected of plagiarism sat angrily on the bed, feeling that his lungs were about to explode.

After taking more than ten deep breaths, he barely calmed down.

He picked up his phone, found Li Feng's number, and dialed it.

(End of this chapter)