A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

After reading the messages on the computer, Zhuang Shen closed it, put it away, and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, class will start soon." Shen Wen secretly wrote down the name and replied.

The next class is Chinese class. The two of them stepped into the classroom. Tang Hui was already waiting on the podium. Seeing their figures, she smiled: "The star of our class is back. Today's dictation is Zhuang Shen. Went with Shen."

Everyone in the class cheered excitedly: "Oh——"

The two went out with a bad complexion just now. It's hard to say whether they were really fighting or flirting, but the situation didn't look harmonious.

Seeing that both of them were absent, Tang Hui explained: "The first 5 minutes of Chinese class is for dictation. I will select one person to read it first, and another person to write on the blackboard. Today, Shen Wen will come to read and Zhuang Shen will come to write. Today's "The Book of Songs Jian Jia", is Shen Wen okay?"

Shen Wen symbolically took out the Chinese review materials from the table, stood up and replied lazily: "No problem, teacher."

Tang Hui: "Then start now."

Shen Wen slumped the book on the table. When he stood up, he looked upright, but he couldn't hide the feeling of looseness. He put one hand on the book, and read from an ancient poem: "The reeds are green, and the dew is frost. The so-called Yiren , on the water side..."

The boy's voice quality was very low, with a very clean and magnetic ending, which added a bit of laziness. Zhuang Shen also dug out the Chinese materials and looked down. Shen Wen was halfway through reading, and looked away from the book.

It is almost unnecessary to read the poems that have been memorized, and this poem will be played automatically in the mind.

Following his heart, he set his eyes on the people around him, and the voice of the recitation gradually became more intriguing: "... Traveling back from it, it's like swimming in the water."

Wei Yin dragged lazily, Shen Wen stopped and looked up.

Because they were sitting at the end, almost all the girls looked this way, like sunflowers chasing the sun.

Just as Shen Wen stopped, the girls all turned around and took out their mobile phones to type frantically.

[Did they really go out to fight?Shen Wen's eyes made me suspect that they were fighting on the bed! 】

[It's so sweet, I seem to see pink bubbles around the two of them!Thank you, Mr. Tang, for choosing the song So Wet! 】

[This poem is so wonderful, our brother Wen's recitation is also very good! 】

Tang Hui nodded and said, "Okay, everyone put away the books and start writing silently. Zhuang Shen will come to the podium to write."

Just as Zhuang Shen was about to go up, he felt the hand on his side being pulled.

Shen Wen pulled his fingertips and quickly let go, propped his chin with one hand, raised his head with a little smile on his lips: "Thank you in advance for writing love poems for me at the same table."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

So, wasn't he reading a love poem just now?I kind of think about it.

Zhuang Shen wrote very quickly with chalk, and even the characters he wrote were sharp and vigorous. When he put down the pen and came down from the podium, most of the classmates hadn't finished writing.

Tang Huiguang knew that Zhuang Shen had good skills just by reading this poem. After everyone finished silently writing, Tang Hui said: "Okay, let's change each other at the same table, and the class will start in one minute."

Zhuang Shen received Shen Wen's dictation paper, which was a few words more than the correct answer.

For example, "TO Zhuang Shen" on the top and "Shen Wen gift" on the bottom.

Zhuang Shen held this piece of paper: "Are you still combining Chinese and British?"

Shen Wen knew why and asked: "How is it? Isn't it very kind?"

Kind head, really naive.

However, the handwriting is really beautiful, elegant and elegant, with a well-structured structure. It is not like the handwriting practiced in copybooks, with a strong personal style.

Zhuang Shen was about to return it to him after reading it, but Shen Wen confiscated it: "It's for you, keep it well."

Zhuang Shen could only clip this piece of paper inside the book.

The time before the monthly exam always passed quickly, because they hadn't taken the exam before, and this time it was the last exam room. According to the student number, Zhuang Shen was the last one in the exam room.

Most of the people in the final exam room were not people who love to study. Even if the exam was about to start, there was no sense of urgency, not to mention how many people wanted to flip through the books and were thinking about how to cheat.

However, there was nothing to improve their strength by copying and copying, but this time it was different. Two big bosses came behind the examination room.

A boy in a plaid shirt said to the person sitting next to Zhuang Shen and the others: "You happen to be sitting next to them, remember to read it carefully, and copy the test paper for me to read."

He's used to cheating, he's very good at it.

The student wearing glasses frowned, looking a little afraid of them, but he didn't dare to say: "I don't know him well, Zhuang Shen and the others probably won't let me copy..."

Plaid Yi roared a little angrily: "What nonsense, it's just a matter of taking a look! Remember to look carefully when the time comes, I'll count on your answer!"

They were talking, Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen came in from the back door, Shen Wen followed behind Zhuang Shen with a sleepy face, seemed to be disturbed by these words, raised his eyelids and looked this way come over.

Grid was originally aggressive, but when he saw Shen Wen's gaze, he still lowered his head and whispered to the boy, "Write the answer clearly."

After speaking, he quickly returned to the seat next to him.

Zhuang Shen sat in Shen Wen's place before, and took out a pencil and a water-based pen from the drawer.

Shen Wen sat sideways, turning his head lazily: "Write slowly."

Zhuang Shen's hand holding the pen paused: "Huh?"

"The sun is quite bright outside, why don't you sit in the classroom." Shen Wen discussed with him, and it almost meant that Zhuang Shen sat in the classroom with him.

Zhuang Shen didn't care whether he left after handing in the papers ahead of schedule, so he agreed casually.

After studying the questions for a few days, Zhuang Shen was even more comfortable writing the test papers. He could understand the intention of the questioner without much thinking about many questions.

Not long after, Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen let go of their pens almost at the same time.

After Zhuang Shen finished writing, he relaxed and stared at the answer sheet boredly. The plaid shirt next to him tried his best to read his answer, but the boy wearing glasses didn't pass him a note, so he couldn't help being a little upset , turned to face the glasses man and coughed.

The invigilator in this classroom is very loose, and many candidates even lie on their stomachs in a daze.

When the teacher heard the sound and raised his head, Plaid Shirt was pretending to be looking at the test paper.

When Shen Wen heard the sound, he glanced at him boredly.

Most of the time for the exam had passed, and the plaid shirt couldn't hold back, so he wanted an answer to Zhuang Shen's multiple-choice questions.

He turned his head and glanced at the man with glasses, and threw the note in his hand at him, but just as he shook his hand, he saw Shen Wen's gaze sweeping over him.

The hand that should have been stable suddenly trembled, and the piece of paper fell to the ground.

The plaid shirt panicked, and was about to pick it up when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Wen raised his hand.

A male teacher on the stage saw his signal and immediately came over from the podium. She happened to come down from the middle row, and before she got there, she saw the piece of paper lying on the ground.

There was no time to pick up the plaid shirt, so the teacher got it first and opened the paper in his hand.

How could he have imagined that things would change suddenly, the teacher had already read aloud to this piece of paper: "If you don't give me Zhuang Shen's answer, just wait for me after school tonight?!"

The male teacher's eyes changed suddenly, he looked around, and tightly squeezed the paper in his hand: "Whose is this? Who is helping to cheat?! Stand up and admit it!"

Plaid Shirt was so angry, in their last exam room, it was only natural to pass the answer, he was never discovered by the teacher!

Seeing the teacher standing in front of him, the boy wearing glasses said in fright, "The teacher is...he forced me to copy Zhuang Shen's answer. I didn't copy it. Although my grades are not good, I never cheat..."

Following his gaze, the teacher found the plaid shirt, put away his test paper, and said, "There's no need to take the test, this test will be scored as zero, follow me to the dean's office!"

Cheating and wanting to attack personally, this directly rises to campus bullying!

When the plaid shirt followed the teacher away bitterly, Zhuang Shen realized what Shen Wen meant by staying.

He wanted to expose that boy on purpose in front of the teacher, just because that person wanted to copy his answers.

The exam was over one day, and they both handed in the last exam ahead of time, and they were going out for a meal.

Shen Wen was contacting a familiar restaurant to place an order. As soon as he left the teaching building, he saw a person walking towards him. He was wearing a plaid shirt and there were two boys behind him. The hatred and disgust on his face were undisguised.

"Shen Wen, did you do it on purpose? Did I copy the answer to hinder you? How good your grades are?!" He said with a sneer after finishing his harsh words: "Do you dare to single out! I thought I would be afraid of you! If not During the exam, I'll overturn your desk on the spot!"

Zhuang Shen stopped, not quite understanding why these scumbags didn't study hard, so he wanted to come up and get beaten.

Shen Wen turned around and asked, "Can you help me?"

Zhuang Shen shook his head: "I'll go first, hurry up."

He didn't want to see the nosebleeds of these bastards.

Zhuang Shen left without hesitation. Seeing him leaving, Plaid Shirt felt that the chances of winning were better, so he rushed up and punched Shen Wen in the face: "I told you to bring the teacher here, who do you think you are... er !"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Wen grabbed his wrist with one hand, and pulled his hand back fiercely, the stomach of the plaid shirt resting on the hard knee.

The plaid shirt was so painful that his abdomen suddenly tightened, and Shen Wen's voice was extremely gloomy: "Who am I? I am Zhuang Shen's boyfriend, and you are not worthy to copy his answers."

Plaid shirt was dizzy, and cursed in a daze of consciousness: "You fucking! Shen Wen, you are an idiot! Match your mother!"

The next moment, he was thrown directly to the ground by another force, and his collar was pulled up abruptly, and he saw Zhuang Shen's face that was stained with cold frost.

Just now he realized that he changed people, the plaid shirt was slammed on the concrete, and what greeted him was a unilateral beating that was even more violent than Shen Wen's!

Among the painful cries for help, there was a cold and impatient voice.

"Calling my boyfriend, have I agreed?"

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