On Monday morning, almost all senior three students were talking about the entrance exam that just passed.Even after two days of rest, time has not diminished everyone's enthusiasm for answers.

Zhang Wenwen's seat had been changed a long time ago, it was closer to the back row and farther away from Fang Hanhai.Self-study Zhang Wenwen arrived very early, when he saw Jiang Ling and Luo Qingzhou entering the classroom, he trotted over.

"Jiangling, can I check the answer with you?" Zhang Wenwen turned his head to look at Luo Qingzhou, feeling a little apprehensive.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at Zhang Wenwen, with a little impatience in his eyes, and only said: "I'm going to read it early soon."

Embarrassment flashed across Zhang Wenwen's face, just as he was about to say something, Jiang Ling said, "I'll write my answer in the draft book and I'll give it to you later."

Zhang Wenwen's eyes lit up instantly: "Thank you! Thank you very much!"

Jiang Ling shook his head: "It's okay, it's time for class, you can go back."

Zhang Wenwen nodded, and trotted back to his seat.

"The test results will be announced tomorrow, and I don't know what he is in a hurry for." Luo Qingzhou took out the steamed bun covered by his school uniform and handed it to Jiang Ling, "Try it, I made it myself."

Jiang Ling glanced at him, and answered him in his own words: "Isn't class starting right away?"

Luo Qingzhou smiled helplessly: "It won't taste good when it's cold."

There was a starry smile on the corner of Jiang Ling's mouth, and he sat in the last row, writing the answer with a pen while waiting for Luo Qingzhou's feed.

As soon as Yuwen came in, he saw this scene, and his eyes turned red.But he can't help it. Today, he understands that there is a difference between himself and Luo Qingzhou.

But it is one thing to understand, but another thing to convince Yuwen.

Jiang Ling was clearly regarded as no better than himself, so why should he be Jiang Ling?

Yuwen took a deep breath and sat down in his seat.It doesn't matter, what else does Jiang Ling have besides a face?

In the just-passed joint exam, Yuwen felt that he performed well, and checked his answers with other people afterward. This time, he will definitely do better than the last monthly exam.

It is true that he is not as rich as Jiang Ling, but his grades can definitely crush him!

Thinking of it this way, Yuwen felt a lot more balanced.

When the morning self-study was about to end, Jiang Ling had someone hand over the draft to Zhang Wenwen.Zhang Wenwen got the math right, and then closed the draft book, not daring to get it right anymore.

Jiang Ling and Zhang Wenwen were not far apart, but they weren't too close either. Jiang Ling knew what was going on after taking a look at Zhang Wenwen's expression.

Fang Hanhai couldn't help but glanced at it. Zhang Wenwen had been drooping his head after class, lying on the table, not going to eat breakfast, just lying there all the time, looking extremely lost.

Words piled up in his throat several times, but Fang Hanhai just didn't say it.

One is that I don’t know what to say, and the other is that I don’t know what identity to use to say it.He has already broken up with Zhang Wenwen... Although he still wants to get back together, this kind of thing is too difficult to talk about, right?

Zhang Wenwen lay down on the table and thought about it for a while, a little frustrated but also a little lucky.Jiangling should have done well in the exam, right?

I don't know if it's a perfect score... Zhang Wenwen was not in the mood to check the answers, but took out his outdated mobile phone and started looking for part-time job information on the Internet.

The deskmate saw the draft on the table and asked, "Is this the answer?"

Zhang Wenwen's mind was a little muddled, and he nodded.

Before he could explain, the deskmate had already reached for the draft book: "Show me."

Before Zhang Wenwen could stop it, the deskmate had already opened the draft book and began to answer for himself.

The more you look at the tablemate, the more frightened you are: "Your answer is Luo Qingzhou's?"

Zhang Wenwen shook his head: "It belongs to Jiangling."

The tablemate's eyes widened instantly: "Jiangling's? Impossible, his answer coincides with mine? Is it my fault or his fault?"

Zhang Wenwen glanced at the same table, and the worry in his chest dissipated in an instant, with a bit of interest on his face: "You have the same answer as Jiang Ling. Doesn't his mistake mean that you did it wrong?"

The tablemate was full of disbelief: "I am very sure of these questions, and it is impossible for me to make mistakes!"

After Jiang Ling added so many notes for Zhang Wenwen last time, Zhang Wenwen had long classified Jiang Ling in the category of Xueba in his heart.It's a bit embarrassing to say, even though Jiang Ling gave Zhang Wenwen a review of the key knowledge points, Zhang Wenwen still missed the perfect score this time.

Even though Jiang Ling has changed a lot in the past month, most people have only seen the surface, thinking that Jiang Ling is studying hard, but they don't know Jiang Ling's true level.

As Zhang Wenwen, who knows this and doesn't know how to justify Jiangling's name, he has always been a dumb one.

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