It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Yile raised a smile and shook his head, "It's nothing... just had some messy dreams." There was a faint trace of fatigue on his brows, and he continued to walk seriously with his head down, without saying a word.Nagging and concerned looks like two people in peacetime.

Han Xingchen also knew that he was too eager and too much yesterday, but he had achieved his goal, and he didn't regret it at all.For the college entrance examination that will last for three days, he doesn't care a bit. He will accept the exam whether it is like a pig or a dog.

So, having such a big fight with Meng Yile the day before the college entrance examination, to him, it was just a tickle.After all, what he cares about is the development progress of the two, not the college entrance examination that only happens once a year.

When they arrived at the school gate, a large group of relatives and friends had gathered there to cheer. Meng Yile took out the things needed for the exam from his school bag—two identical transparent exam preparation bags.After looking carefully, he handed one of them to the boy beside him.

The two of them were not in the examination room, and they were going to separate after going upstairs. Meng Yile hurriedly grabbed the person who turned to leave, with a pure smile without any impurities, and his eyes were full of encouragement and hope. He said: "Stars, come on."

Youfeng climbed up the stairs step by step, gently blowing the bangs of the two of them, like naughty children, playing around between them and then flitting away lightly.

Han Xingchen looked at the boy in front of him, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his mood was unconsciously infected by this brilliance, and he smiled meaningfully back at him, "I look forward to the day when we step into the gate of University B together." After speaking, he rubbed His hair is soft and smooth.

"Wait for me here at noon."

Meng Yile nodded and waved at him. The two turned and walked in different directions, verifying fingerprints in front of their respective examination rooms and searching their bodies for contraband.

Even Meng Yile, who had already experienced this kind of scene once, was immediately awakened by this sudden serious atmosphere, and his head, which had been drowsy for a day because he didn't sleep well, instantly adjusted to the state of preparation for battle.

After writing the name of the school, the class admission ticket number and pasting the barcode, there was a period of time waiting for the bell to start answering the questions. Meng Yile was bored and communicated with 432 in his mind.

Meng Yile: [I haven't taken the college entrance examination for many years, and suddenly I'm a little tight and dirty! 】

432: [This Chinese test, you got nervous too early, and you will have time to get nervous again when you take the next math test. 】

Meng Yile: [Tsk, I suddenly thought of the happy time of complaining about Chinese composition on the Internet every year. 】

432: [Having experienced such a wonderful life, I believe that you will be able to write an article that makes people cry and makes people sad. 】

Meng Yile: [I think I can pass 140 in the language test by myself]

432: [Okay, I took a screenshot. 】

Meng Yile: [Convex, just chat if you chat, you cut the woolen screen! 】

After 20 minutes, Meng Yile read the title of the first question for the 21st time: Please choose the group with the correct pronunciation below ()

A.%#$%%^^#

B.@##￥￥%%$

C.&##$$$%%

D. ^%$$###3

then……

Meng Yile: [432!Stop it!If you don't give me an answer, this time it's really going to collapse! 】

432: [Can you pass 140 by yourself? 】

Meng Yile: [I was wrong, I apologize for looking down on the great and connotative subject of Chinese. 】

432: [Hehe, this time is not as tough as before? 】

Meng Yile: 【How can I be so hard, it's not always my master, you are willing to give me face! 】

432: [Then why don't you add two more clocks for your face? 】

Meng Yile: Damn, what if the system is not only an old goblin, but also playing hooligans on him?

Meng Yile exhausted all kinds of tricks, such as coquettishness and cuteness, and after about 40 minutes, the old rogue 432 finally agreed to nod, solemnly as if marrying a daughter, and presented the answers to the college entrance examination in front of Meng Yile.

And Meng Yile is not as relaxed as the old rascal 432, because in the next hour, he has to treat 432's precious daughter well, seeing this hard-won answer, the whole busy person is about to explode.

He was sitting in the first place. He hardly wrote in the previous hour, just waiting for the test papers blindly. The invigilator came to ask him a few times and asked him if he needed help, but he politely refused them all.

Later, the invigilator stopped caring about him, thinking that he was some dude who took the college entrance examination as a joke, or a scumbag from primary school who just got his graduation certificate.Especially recently, there is another profession that has become unprecedentedly rampant-zero-score composition respondents.

So when Meng Yile took the answer sheet and scribbled on it in the later stage, without even looking at the questions, when he flicked his pen and wrote the answer on the answer sheet, the two invigilators just looked at each other silently.

When there were only 30 minutes left in the exam, Meng Yile really wanted to die - he didn't write a single word of his composition!

The answers to modern Chinese reading are like the old lady's foot wraps, smelly and long, and you can't copy them all.

The most important thing is that he must also ensure that the fonts are neat and tidy in the process, and he cannot let himself accidentally tear those characters into pieces.

For a moment, cold sweat broke out on his anxious forehead. Meng Yile sat on the stool and wrote vigorously, shaking while copying. His right hand was already sore and numb from exhaustion, but he didn't dare to slow down.

At the beginning, he copied and scolded 432, but now he doesn't even care about 432. He was afraid that he would be distracted while cursing and copy the wrong line.After all, it's not like he hasn't done this before!

When the invigilator reminded that there were only 15 minutes left, Meng Yile was almost useless. He looked at his trembling right hand—this time he was not scared, but really tired and cramp.

However, he had to resign himself to his fate and once again pull the plow to cultivate the future that belonged to Han Yue.

——The target of the attack is still waiting for him at B University. If he fails the exam, hehe, I believe Han Xingchen can directly hack him to death with a knife.Maybe he asked while cutting: Are you so unwilling to go to the same university as me, so unwilling to give up the composition score?

Meng Yile had an intuition, that little bastard would definitely be able to do this.

Although Han Xingchen has always looked like a fool, he always talks and acts like a villain, and always likes the wild way of smiling evilly, but... this child is just like a blackened little white lotus, forcing Seeing his brother perish with him.

As for what he was drowning in, Keke, he didn't need 432 to give the answer, Meng Yile could just open his mouth and say it, of course he was drowning in petty love and petty love.

Hastily, and a man who looks exactly like her, a man.

Meng Yile was copying and thinking about it, but he was not so nervous. Although his hands were shaking, he still wrote in a tall and capable thin gold body. Limited to his current character image, he could only straighten his back stiffly. Sit in a standard manner to pass the last time.

Meng Yile wanted to cry, because he couldn't even realize his little wish of resting his cheek with his hand.After all, the campus prince, Han Yuechu, would not do such lowb behavior that would damage his image.

The invigilator warmly reminded: There are still 5 minutes left.

Meng Yile still had 200 characters left to write, but he was finally able to take a long breath. After copying the last word, he immediately turned to the front of the test paper to check whether his test number and name were written correctly.

Before going to the examination room, Meng Yile had been thinking in his heart that he must never write his name wrong, he must never write his name wrong, but when he read it, he still couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth...

But it can't be blamed on him, whoever wrote his name for more than 20 years, suddenly going to take the exam for him will be involuntarily...

432: [Congratulations to the host, you have achieved the achievement of 'wrong name written every time in the exam'. 】

Meng Yile couldn't help being surprised: 【Really?Do you have such achievements?Is there a reward? (⊙o⊙)] This system is amazing!

432: [Just kidding you :)]

Meng Yile: [I have a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not. 】

432: [Swallow it. 】

Meng Yile: [Gudu. 】

432: [So cute. 】

Be good.

In the process of changing the name, Meng Yile did successfully arouse the invigilator's doubts. Fortunately, there were many students from his school in the examination room who knew Han Yuechu, the famous campus prince, and they released him only after checking with the invigilator.

The exam had already ended, and after being delayed for a while, by the time Meng Yile went back to his seat to pack his things, everyone in the classroom had already rushed to eat.

Unexpectedly, things were so unexpected, the two invigilators who had finally settled down to organize the test papers and answer sheets glanced at the door, and immediately brought Meng Yile back.

Meng Yile couldn't help laughing dryly, pointing at the person at the door and pointing at himself, "Teacher, this is my younger brother." The kind that split from a fertilized egg, younger brother.

432 smiled: [Won't your conscience hurt? 】

Meng Yile also smiled: 【I am willing, you care about me? 】

432: [You are willing to do it 100 times, and making a wish in front of the Buddha every day will not stop the fact that he has no blood relationship with you. 】

Meng Yile curled his lips: [No, it's not, you also need to emphasize it in my mind every day? 】

432 choked, and was stunned by him for a moment: [...don't play your temper, the crackdown is severe recently. 】

Meng Yile: I'd better kill you, you old goblin!

But she couldn't help but comfort him: [Don't worry, I'm such a coward, it's impossible for me to cause you any trouble.Ann, Ann, Ann~]

432 hummed in approval.

Meng Yile: Convex.

Han Xingchen walked in from the door, stood next to him without speaking, and let Meng Yile explain patiently and meticulously.

There were only two invigilators left in the classroom, Meng Yile and Han Xingchen, and there was no one who could testify.

The two had no choice but to take out all the admission ticket numbers and ID cards. The invigilator carefully compared them twice, and then sighed: "It's really twins... Don't be annoyed, students, our strictness is also for your fairness. ,just."

In fact, they had already checked their fingerprints before entering the examination room, and asking again now is just due to the teacher's due diligence.Meng Yile hurriedly expressed that he didn't mind at all, and said that the two teachers had worked hard, and then walked out of the classroom with his things.

After walking down the stairs, Meng Yile looked at the people around him, "Did you wait for me to find you?"