As the senior high school entrance examination was approaching, every class in the first year of high school was going crazy. Apart from reviewing, there were classes, and even the evening self-study was being rushed by teachers of various subjects, not to mention the physical education class.

After all, it was the first senior high school entrance examination, and all the teachers and students paid special attention to the division of classes.

So the second and third year students can often see the first year students standing in the corridor, endorsing like crazy, and they don't feel a kind of doubt: Why are the first year students working harder than their second and third year students?

After doubts, there will be a sense of oppression, and they all ran back to the classroom to review against the clock.

The third quarter in the morning should be the physical education class of Grade 9 ([-]), but before the physical education teacher came, the math teacher Fang Zheng and the English teacher Tang Li stood at the door of the classroom and started fighting for each other.

The students in the classroom all leaned on the windows to watch the play.

"Let me tell you, Lao Fang." Tang Li held a large pile of textbooks, and said quickly: "The midterm exam is coming soon. Look, I still have a unit to finish. You can let this class go first." Can you give it to me?"

"Xiaotang, it's not that I don't want to let it go." Fangzheng raised the thick paper in his hand, and said helplessly: "Look, I still have so many papers in my hand that I haven't tested. This midterm exam is a bit difficult for mathematics. If you don’t test these papers first, you won’t know what else they don’t understand.”

"No, listen to me..."

Seeing that both of them were in a posture of not giving in to each other, everyone in the classroom exploded.

"Come, come, place your bet." Hu Quan waved his hand, beckoning to the people around him.

"Bet whether this class is math or English."

"What is there to bet on?" Shen Yi in the front row gave him a white look.

"It's boring." Hu Quan chuckled, then turned to ask Lin Yi behind him: "Squad leader, do you think it's math or English?"

Lin Yi didn't even look at him, and said two words lightly: "Boring."

"Ahem." The deflated Hu Quan didn't give up, and asked Ye Zhe, who was playing with his mobile phone, "Brother, what do you think?"

Ye Zhe raised his head and glanced at him, somewhat puzzled.

"Is it bad for me?"

"……Too."

Anyway, for Ye Zhe, it was all self-study.

"Stop talking! The physical education teacher is here!!" Shen Yi stood up in the front row, looking straight out.

"Where is where??" When Hu Quan heard this, he slapped the table excitedly and jumped up, his neck stretched out, and he squinted his eyes for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Oh my god, it's really!!"

Fang Zheng and Tang Li, who were arguing fiercely at the door, were stopped by Hao Ze who had just arrived.

"Okay, okay, two teachers." Hao Ze intervened in the middle, persuading: "You all stop arguing."

When Hu Quan in the classroom saw what Hao Ze was saying, his excited voice changed.

"Hey, tell me, will Mr. Hao let us have physical education class?"

Shen Yi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Give up, kid, that's impossible."

Li Yan who was sitting next to him said directly: "Dream."

"I think it's very possible." Hu Quan ignored their words and nodded with certainty: "That's right, it must be like this."

Under the enthusiastic expectation of the whole class, Hao Ze walked in.

"classmates."

The whole class held their breath.

Seeing their expressions, Hao Ze laughed and waved his hand.

"This class,"

"yeah!!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the whole class erupted, and Hu Quan was even ready to rush out.

Then, the next second, they heard Hao Ze's demonic voice.

"This class, self-study."

"Grass!"

"Self-study fart! It's a waste of joy!"

"Cheat my feelings!!"

Hu Quan even covered his chest, looking like he was suffering from angina.

Seeing his exaggerated expression, Hao Ze was amused.

"What? Sports committee, go out and run fifty laps?"

"No, no, no."

Ye Zhe in the back row stretched, and leaned lazily against the wall.

"Little devil."

"Why?" Lin Yi didn't look up, and continued to flip through the English book, which was full of dense notes.

He actually hopes to take English classes, because his shortcoming is English.

Although no one would believe this, after all, he is the legendary god of learning, NO.1! !How could there be a short board.

But Lin Yi's English is indeed relatively poor compared to other subjects.

For example, he can get a full score in mathematics, but he can only get a score of [-] in English.

This deviation will be a little big.

It was okay in junior high school, most of them had never learned English, and those like him can be regarded as eugenics.

But it’s different now, it’s high school now, and English is becoming more and more difficult. If you don’t learn English well in junior high school and don’t work hard in high school, then basically it’s useless.

Lin also didn't want to be held back by English.

So in the past few days, whenever he has time, he will specialize in supplementing English, leaving more and more time for learning English.

"Let's go for a run together in the evening self-study?" Ye Zhe touched his arm.

"...Are you sick?" Lin Yi paused when he flipped through the book, and looked up at him.

Ye Zhe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Together?"

"... What about the second exam that you agreed to take?"

"There's been too much pressure recently, so relax." Ye Zhe put one arm around the expressionless kid, and chuckled, "Besides, no teacher will come for evening self-study."

Lin Yi closed the book and prepared to write words silently, not believing his nonsense at all.

Seeing him like this, Ye Zhe raised his chin confidently: "Do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Lin Yi stopped what he was doing and raised his eyebrows with interest.

"Just bet on whether the teacher will come to class tonight." Speaking of this, Ye Zhe rolled his eyes: "If you don't come, you have to go for a run with me."

Lin Yi thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Okay."

But he knew that he would definitely lose.

No reason.

Just because this person is Ye Zhe.

Ye Zhe rubbed his hair with a smile, then continued to look down at the phone.

Yang Lei sent him many messages.

Yang Lei: Young Master Ye, can you come out at night?

Yang Lei: Let me show you something good.

Yang Lei: Guarantee is a good thing.

The corner of Ye Zhe's mouth curled up, and he replied instantly.

--cannot.

Yang Lei: ...

Yang Lei: You have to trust me.

Ye Zhe: I don't believe it.

Yang Lei: ...Do you still want to pass this midterm exam?

Ye Zhe's fingers paused for a moment, and he quickly replied.

——When did Ben Shao panic?

Yang Lei: Where's the face?

Yang Lei: Ye Shao, let me tell you, as long as you have this thing, you will definitely not have to worry about the midterm exam.

Ye Zhe: Don't say it, I don't want to hear it.

Looking at this posture, it is bound to kill the sky.

"Damn." Yang Lei yelled when he saw this, and the boy who was sleeping next to him moved his chair a little annoyed.

"Damn, if you don't let me say it, I will say it." Yang Lei laughed and replied persistently.

—Are you sure you don’t want to?

Ye Zhe: Let's talk about it, what kind of 'cheating artifact' is it?

The good things Yang Lei said were nothing more than some cheating artifacts that he saw on the Internet. Eight out of ten were fake, and he recommended them to Ye Zhe and Wang Qiang all day long. blocked.

Yang Lei: This time it's really a cheat, trust me.

Yang Lei: Guaranteed to let you pass the exam smoothly, I even went to Baidu specifically.

Now Ye Zhe became a little interested, and asked: What is it.

Yang Lei: Hey, keep it secret.

Ye Zhe: Get lost.

Seeing that Ye Zhe was about to go offline again, Yang Lei quickly said: Don't, don't, I'll say it.

He sent a picture with a book on it.

"One hundred and one methods on how to dominate the examination room"

Yang Lei: Hey, how are you doing?

Yang Lei: Is it an artifact of cheating?

Yang Lei: This Nima's writing is simply too good. It is completely like a book of Sun Tzu's Art of War. I read it so that tears filled my eyes.

"Stupid." Ye Zhe cursed with his head down, and asked: Are you sure this thing is for sale?

Yang Lei: That is a must. I have bought several copies.

Yang Lei: How is it?or?See you tonight if you want?

Ye Zhe: Don't think about it, don't.

The answer was quite crisp.

Yang Lei's glass heart shattered all over the place.

--why.

--why.

——Why?

Ye Zhe leaned back on the chair, stretched his sore neck, and typed a reply: Why not, use it yourself, brother will win by strength.

Yang Lei replied in an instant: grass mud horse.

Yang Lei: Just do it, don't cry and beg me when the time comes.

Yang Lei wanted to send a message to scold Ye Zhe, and then saw the ruthless system message.

【Failed to send message】

【The other party has blocked you】

"...I'm fucked up, I'm really fucked up!!" Seeing this, Yang Lei couldn't help shouting up to the sky: "Ye Zhe, you bastard!!"

In the next second, he was hit by a physics book, and at the same time, Zhouquan's cold voice came.

"Yang Lei, if you don't listen carefully, do you understand? If you understand, come up and do this question for me."

"……I was wrong."

Ye Zhe flipped through the photos Yang Lei sent him, and laughed when he saw them.

"Is there really such a thing?"

As he said that, he couldn't help touching Lin Yi who was on the side again: "Hey, brat, take a look."

"What are you looking at?" Lin Yi turned his head and saw the mobile phone right in front of him.

A gaudy picture was displayed on the phone.

"One hundred and one methods on how to dominate the examination room"

There is a small line at the bottom: Absolutely genuine, you deserve it.

"..." I really don't know how to complain.

"Tell me," Ye Zhe raised his phone, a little confused: "Is there really such a thing?"

"Fake." Lin Yi exposed it mercilessly, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and he couldn't help laughing: "There is another volume of this book."

Ye Zhe raised his eyebrows in interest: "The second volume?"

"On how to expose cheating in the exam room in one hundred and two ways."

For the next half of the class, Ye Zhe kept clutching his stomach, shaking while laughing.

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