Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

Yan Zhou took out the last small stack of books from the table, then he was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and asked Xie Yao: "Did you put this book in my table?"

Xie Yao was packing his schoolbag, and looked up. It was the book of a certain TF combination in the tutoring class: "How often do you read the table belly? Only then did you find out."

Yan Zhou: "I don't think much about it, I'll clean it up before the exam. Don't you write these few books?"

Xie Yao waved his hand: "It's more basic, it's not suitable for me. You have time to take a look, and I'll give you some questions when the time comes."

He felt like an emotionless persuasion machine.

Yan Zhou didn't say yes or no, he raised his hand and pushed the stack of books neatly into the innermost side of the window.

After returning, Xie Yao posted a voting link for a dinner party in the Q group, gathered more than 20 people, and the rest said that they should hurry back after the exam, and some said they were not interested in eating.After the voting ended, some students recommended a restaurant suitable for a big table meal, so it was decided for the time being.

After all, they are people who have time-traveled. Quan Mingcheng reckons that Xie Yao is the only one who doesn't need to prepare anything before the exam. In addition, there is no homework for them to prepare for the exam this Friday, so Xie Yao wanders around the room alone.

He fell down on the sofa, resting one foot on the backrest, browsing through the apps on his phone like an emperor.

The last time I posted on Zhihu was two weeks ago, and the previous "Second year in high school,... how can I work hard to get into P University" unexpectedly received an extra reply.

Z: Your situation is similar to that of a friend of mine.

The reply was yesterday.

Xie Yao perked up a little, and privately messaged Z, asking: Does your friend also want to take the exam for P University?

The other side didn't reply for a long time. After all, this is not an instant messaging software. I guess I didn't see the news.

At this moment, a message popped up on WeChat, and Yan Zhou's name popped up on the top column of the phone. Xie Yao hurriedly switched back to WeChat to read.

Yan Zhou sent a picture, Xie Yao poked it in and took a look, and found that it was a topic of Mathematics Chapter 2.

He fished out his schoolbag from the recess of the sofa, took out the exercise book, and then switched back to WeChat to take a look, only to find that the old man had withdrawn it.

Xie Yao:? ?

It took a while for Yan Zhou to reply slowly: Wrong message.

This old man usually looks thick-skinned, but somehow it became thinner. Asking a question can make people anxious to death.

Relying on the memory of the picture just now, Xie Yao turned to the question, spent 10 minutes to list the formula, counted down two steps, and then took a picture and threw it to Yan Zhou.

Xie Yao: This question?I've seen it all...

Xie Yao: Just asking a question, what are you coy about?Hesitantly.

Yan Zhou: ...I just took the wrong shot, not this one.

Almost at the same time as he said this, Yan Zhou sent another photo.

Yan Zhou: ...It's just a question, why are you shy?

Xie Yao covered his face with a bit of a toothache, deceiving himself and trying to retract what he just said, but found that it had been more than 2 minutes.

Based on this, he decided that he would think carefully before speaking every word in front of Yan Zhou.

It was as if telepathically aware of Xie Yao's current embarrassing state, and sent a picture of a draft paper.

Yan Zhou: Is there any problem with this formula?

Xie Yao looked at the question, and found that the formula was deeply hidden.So he copied Yan Zhou's first few steps on the draft paper, and manually marked where there were problems listed and where conditions were missing.After finishing, take a photo to Yan Zhou.

Xie Yao: Do ​​you understand?

Yan Zhou: Can your writing not take off?

Xie Yao: ...grass

He directly passed the voice over, first explained the knowledge points, and then briefly analyzed the topic just now.

Anyway, it was fine at night, so Xie Yao hugged a tablet and lay on the sofa to watch the drama, while watching, he waited for Yan Zhou to send a message, and when he sent a topic, he would go back and talk about it again.After he finished the two episodes, there were already a lot of voice messages in the chat interface between him and Yan Zhou, and his eyes were full of greenery.

Great!The hope of persuading students lies ahead!

He found that Yan Zhou's foundation was not as bad as he thought. As far as mathematics is concerned, he can still make up for it, but he is not so sure about Chinese and English.

Xie Yao: Don't be late for the exam tomorrow morning.

Yan Zhou: Yes.

After Xie Yao saw the "um", he scratched his hair and tangled up, and replied "good night" to Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou: .

What does it mean to send a period? ? ?read mean? ? ?

However, Xie Yao's face still hurt the next day, and he was forced to realize again what it means for young people not to set too many flags.

As soon as the papers were handed out, he started to write quickly as usual, while glancing at the movement on Yan Zhou's desk from the corner of his eye.

Due to the limited space in the class, although the desks are pulled, the desks are not too far apart. If you have good eyesight, you can even faintly see the multiple-choice questions written by others, and you can grab them by stretching out your arms. the paper.

Based on his sense of language, Yan Zhou casually picked up a few basic knowledge options, and then his eyes fell on filling in the blanks in ancient poems.He hooked the pen with his fingers, wandered around a few times, then filled in two questions uncertainly, and directly turned to the next two pages to read.

Xie Yao: ...

The master raised the paper to a certain height, rested his other hand on the edge of the table, tilted his head slightly, as relaxed as if he was reading a newspaper.

Generally holding the test paper will be called by the teacher, because it is easy to help others plagiarize.

But the invigilator of this exam was Xu Changjian, he would never doubt that Xie Yao would copy Yan Zhou, to be precise, he would never doubt that anyone would dare to copy Yan Zhou.

A classmate on Xie Yao's left suddenly moved twice, a little loudly, accompanied by a soft cough.

Xie Yao turned his head and glanced at him.That classmate had single eyelids and small eyes, but he winked at Xie Yao exaggeratedly behind a tall classmate in front of him.

His mouth shape is saying "Lend me to see".

In the next second, Xu Changjian's slap landed on the top of his head, and the little classmate's neck stiffened instantly.

"Write yours well, don't play tricks with me, pretend I can't see it."

Xie Yao and Xu Changjian looked at each other. Xu Changjian walked over with his hands behind his back, looked down at his test paper slightly, nodded in satisfaction, and left.

Xie Yao: ...

What's the matter, you are a math teacher, and you can see that the Chinese is well written, right?

Xie Yao has quickly finished reading, and turned over to read the composition on the reverse side.The title of the composition quoted a classic chicken soup, let them talk about their views.

Here, Yan Zhou finally finished reading like a storytelling session, filled in a few lines, and turned over to read his homework.

Xie Yao strongly suspected that he had copied the questions on fill in the blanks.

Gu Jiayang was sitting in front of them, and before he started writing the second reading question, he heard the sound of the two behind them flipping the paper.

Nervous, very nervous, is he going to write endlessly? ?Why even the penultimate one can write faster than him? ?

Yan Zhou glanced at the composition question and found it meaningless, so he leaned back on the chair and tried to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Xie Yao had no choice but to cough lightly and shook his body, successfully attracting Yan Zhou's attention.

He silently shouted at Yanzhou with firm and unquestionable eyes: "Hurry up and write!"

Yan Zhou covered his mouth lazily and yawned, and simply leaned over to leave two-thirds of Xie Yao's back.

...Fuck, I ignored him.

Xie Yao made a mocking "heh", decided to retaliate, and also recited it and started to work on the composition.

After a while, he had no choice but to lean forward halfway to poke Yan Zhou, and said softly, "The correction tape is used up...lend me..."

Yan Zhou didn't say a word, and threw the things firmly in the middle of his table.

After a day and a half of the exam, Xie Yao discovered that Yan Zhou was not an ordinary subject. When he encountered a science subject, he would read the subject, and then move his Jin Gui's hand to do two calculations on the paper. Liberal arts subjects basically gave up.

I didn't write a few words in the composition at all, and I was late for the English listening comprehension.

It's like a lack of enthusiasm for learning.

Fortunately, Xie Yao's psychological quality has been beaten and stabilized. He told himself that at least Yan Zhou's science is still promising.

When the last test was over, Xie Yao heard Gu Jiayang in front of him let out a long sigh of relief, then straightened his arms and legs, and stretched his waist.

As soon as the invigilator left on the front foot, the class on the back foot exploded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Didn't it mean that this monthly exam is not difficult? Why do I feel that it is quite difficult? I am not sure about several multiple-choice questions. I haven't done the third question of the penultimate question."

"Wow, you are too much. I have been giving up on the third question of the last two questions. I have never read the question."

"Hey, don't take my test paper... I'm not getting the answer right, anyway, I'll know tomorrow anyway, so be happy for a while."

"I'm not right either. As long as you don't answer with me, we are still good brothers."

Gu Jiayang packed the papers in his hands and asked loudly, "What time do we go for dinner?"

"Let's go now?"

"It's fine now, I'm starving to death, and my stomach kept growling during the exam."

Xie Yao put the table back together and asked, "Do you want to leave after cleaning up the classroom?"

A group of people gearing up to eat agreed one after another.

Xie Yao turned his head and asked Yan Zhou: "Brother, are you going later? Together?"

Yan Zhou was leaning over to move the innermost stack of books along the window, when he heard what he said, his movements froze slightly.

A few people in the last row who don't study everyday suggested: "Brother Heizhou, let's go together. We haven't met since the beginning of school."

Immediately, someone enthusiastically came over to blow rainbow farts: "I heard about brother Zhou in the freshman year of high school, and I have wanted to meet him for a long time, let's go have a meal together!"

Someone whispered: "It seems that I haven't said a word to Brother Zhou yet."

They have known Yan Zhou since the first year of high school, and they have always been extremely curious, but because of certain rumors, they are a little afraid of Yan Zhou.

However, they were surprised to find that the school bully seemed to be very close to Xie Yao, and even woke Xie Yao up in class.Xie Yao usually has a smiling face and is very friendly, so they somehow felt that Yan Zhou also had a little friendly feeling.

Xie Yao smiled: "Let's go, let's go together. I agreed for you brother Zhou."

Yan Zhou: "..."

Seeing Yan Zhou's calm expression, Xie Yao reminded in a low voice, "You should also communicate with your classmates more often. Before, your deskmate complained to me about being your deskmate for two weeks, but he didn't say more than five words. .”

Yan Zhou: "I don't seem to remember talking to him."

Xie Yao: ...

Yan Zhou's former deskmate was standing next to him, and after hearing this, he burst into tears: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! you have no heart!"

"You jumped out of the window twice because you asked me to open the window for you..."