am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Isn't this a sincere and shabby person?

Wang Mo felt a sense of fear like a quail, and at this moment most of the memory had been replaced by anger.

He started working right after high school, so of course he didn't take the gaokao.

Wang Mo usually doesn't feel inferior. As an adult, he already understands that he has to be responsible for the various choices he makes as an adult, and he is also willing to take responsibility. But after meeting Xun Ying , The weight of whether he has knowledge or not has changed in his heart.

Although Wang Mo was not infatuated with Xun Ying, subconsciously, he already wanted to try his best to obtain a matching position by Xun Ying's side.

He couldn't explain the psychological reason for this impulsiveness, but he thought so naturally, and even secretly signed up for a few online courses to learn first.

Of course, Wang Mo can share data with the big brothers, but that is just a stopgap measure when there is really no other way.

He feels that learning itself can also temper one's will, and data can be shared, but worldview and methodology cannot, and Wang Mo does not want to share these things.

If a person has to rely on others to change his perspective on the world, is this person still himself? Wang Mo thought to himself.

Anyway, speaking of it, Wang Mo always felt that he had lowered his head before Xun Ying years because of his academic qualifications. Now that he saw this set of papers, Wang Mo subconsciously felt offended, as if this Little Samsara kept reminding him that he was not good enough for Xun Ying.

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After Wang Mo was incompetent and furious, he really wanted to perform a table flip.jpg, and then he found that once his elbow was placed on the table, he could only slide on it, but there was no way to leave.

Wang Mo: ""

Wang Mo was about to be overjoyed.

Is this forcing me to go big? Wang Mo thought to himself.

"My lord, do you want to close the door and let us go?"

"My lord, let us go out and kill him!"

Feeling Wang Mo's incompetent rage, the brothers in their brains also shouted angrily with the crowd, with the demeanor of a little hooligan who rolled up his arms and sleeves and was about to fight.

Wang Mo: "..."

Unless it is a last resort, I am really too embarrassed to let you go out to fight in groups, Wang Mo thought to himself.

"No need, I'll try again."

Of course, in order to take care of the emotions of the younger brothers, Wang Mo's internal complaints have been encrypted, and the younger brothers cannot see his brain circuits.

Wang Mo looked at the test paper in front of him expressionlessly, and said in the tone of a high school heartthrob who was handsome, athletic, easygoing, and very casual, "Teacher, I need to go to the bathroom."

After Wang Mo finished speaking, the whole temple was dead silent.

Wang Mo: "..."

Seven hundred ghosts multiplied by 24 hours: "..."

"My lord, I didn't pee on your pot." The brothers whispered.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo originally thought that he could win easily by provoking the owner of this small reincarnation, and then bombarding the opponent's logic chain with his own mouth, but he didn't expect that this time the owner of this small reincarnation was a little bit of a dragon. It means, eat onions, garlic, but not ginger.

Wang Mo patted the table boredly, and then he felt the desk he was sitting on moved forward suddenly.

Wang Mo wanted to sit in the co-pilot's seat in a car that had braked suddenly, and leaned forward extremely quickly. However, because his butt was stuck to the chair, he didn't fall directly, but he bumped into the chair. It was on the curtain that was originally in front of him.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo shook his head like a Shiba Inu just after taking a bath, freed himself from the curtain, and then he saw the miraculous scene in front of him.

I don't know when it started, this place is no longer just this lonely table where he sits alone, but there are countless tables densely packed around him. Mo felt as if he was floating in a sea of ​​tables.

"This classroom is big enough." Wang Mo couldn't help but croaked.

"I can't see the end anyway," Wang Mo said.

He stretched his neck to be longer than the chicken that was ready to kill, but he still couldn't see the edge of the sea of ​​desks. He only felt that the front was just a piece of mist, and he felt a bit like he was in the sea and couldn't see the land. That feeling of emptiness.

Although Wang Mo couldn't see the boundary of the sea of ​​exams, he couldn't see everything.

He saw a person sitting across a dozen tables in front of him.

That person doesn't seem to be as foolish as Wang Mo, but like those schoolmasters who are liked by the teacher, he is bowing his head to the questions and writing hard.

Oh, Xueba, Wang Mo nodded, feeling quite emotional.

Then he felt that this school bully looked familiar.

Is it Xun Ying? Wang Mo thought to himself.

Judging from this perfect shoulder-to-head ratio, Xun Ying was indeed right.

Wang Mo was very happy to finally find someone.

In the past, they basically fought alone. If they can join forces this time, Wang Mo feels that he still has a chance to show his masculinity.

So Wang Mo decided to contact Xun Ying.

"Pfft."

"Puff puff puff."

Wang Mo thought about it for a while, and finally decided to use a more commonly used secret signal when he was "privately giving and receiving" with his classmates when he was in school, and poofed a few times.

Then he discovered that Xun Ying was also like those high school bullies in middle school. He hung up on the secret codes among their low school students and didn't respond at all. , read only the books of sages.

Wang Mo: "..."

Can't you hear me? Wang Mo thought to himself, it's already this time, so he shouldn't still maintain his high profile as a top student.

Then Wang Mo noticed that Xun Ying didn't seem to have any reaction to his signal.

He made slight movements, but Wang Mo didn't notice it just because he was too far away and the range of movements was too small.

At this moment, Wang Mo vaguely saw that Xun Ying seemed to be turning his neck very hard. Although he worked hard, the results were minimal, just like the kind of patient who slept in a stiff neck the night before. The next morning, it was very difficult to twist the side of the neck that would scream with pain whenever it touched a certain angle.

Have you slept with a stiff neck? Wang Mo thought to himself, and then he realized that this restriction on posture should also be imposed by the owner of this little reincarnation.

Wang Mo thought so, and twisted his neck tentatively, and then he found that, as he had imagined, he himself had a "stiff neck".

If this thing can be introduced into reality, it can be regarded as a patent. Among other things, it can save some trouble for the invigilator, which is a real deal.

Wang Mo thought about some things that he didn't have, and then planned to use his other specialty in learning scum.

Pass the note.

Wang Mo tore off a blank piece of paper from the notebook in front of him, and wrote on it: "Xun Ying, I am Wang Mo, and I am behind you."

Wang Mo looked at his crawl-like font and felt a little embarrassed.

"Downloading new fonts from the database should be of a higher standard." Wang Mo gave the above-mentioned instructions to his own imagination.

Then he picked up the pen again, and naturally wrote in a font that he couldn't even recognize.

Wang Mo: "..."

Where is this note from the class? This whole is a preface to Lanting, Wang Mo rolled his eyes, and tore the note that looked like a treasure handed down to pieces except for the paper, I re-used my own dog climbing font, which looks a little normal.

So Wang Mo accurately threw the ball of paper onto Xun Ying's table with a very limited angle that could be lifted by his arm, and with very superb learning skills.

Xun Ying obviously got the note, and seemed to be reading it carefully, then took a pen to write a reply, and threw it away after a while.

Wang Mo quickly received Xun Ying's reply letter, and took a look in his hand. He even folded the reply note into a concentric knot.

Ghost: I'm angry because you broke the discipline of the examination room? I'm angry because you were still hooking up when you arrested me!