Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

Everyone looked at Chu Nian who was standing on the podium holding the paper, and they were all shocked.

Even if you are the first in the grade, but you are not taking the exam in your class A, what are you doing here as a proctor? !

Jiang Yike was also shocked. In the memory of the original owner, no matter whether it was high school or lower, even if it was just a small quiz-like exam, students would not be asked to invigilate the exam.

So why is Chu Nian here? ?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up, and happened to meet the man's gaze.

Chu Nian tilted his head slightly and smiled at him softly.

That smile was extremely shallow and faint, fleeting, but it completely fell into Jiang Yike's eyes.

Like breaking through the fire cloud shrouded in black mist in the demon world, the vast soup spread from the sky, burning a long red road.

Jiang Yike was restless, he subconsciously looked away, suppressing the panic in his heart.

A little... a little familiar.

Even in Chu Nian, it was the first time for a student to invigilate an exam.Everyone in the class felt a little strange, and a few people were particularly dissatisfied.

A boy suddenly stood up and asked, "Teacher! Why can Chu Nian invigilate the exam if he doesn't take the exam?"

The invigilator glanced at him and shrugged: "If you can finish two papers within 115 minutes, and the correct rate is as high as 97% - you can also be an invigilator."

115 minutes...two papers

That is to say, during their language test time, Chu Nian finished two subjects directly and arrogantly got high marks.

The boy who was still furious just now sat back down, nonchalantly daring not to make a sound.

In fact, the students found it strange, and the teachers were also surprised at the beginning.

In the past, Chu Nian would answer the questions carefully, filling in all the horizontal lines, and the handwriting was neat and beautiful, which was pleasing to the eye.

But this time, the paper he handed in was mostly blank, and only a few sentences were written in scribbled handwriting in the answer section, as if he was in a hurry.

The teachers were naturally a little dissatisfied, but when they took the template and checked the scribbled handwriting one by one, they couldn't find any deductions.

Although Chu Nian wrote little, every word and every sentence was concise and comprehensive, hitting all the scoring points fiercely.

In Chinese, you can write out all the scoring points at a glance, and in mathematics, you only use the optimal solution, which is even much faster than the standard solution.

The teachers looked at the nearly perfect answer in disbelief. Although they didn't know why Chu Nian suddenly finished scanning the two papers at a faster speed, they readily agreed to his request to invigilate the exam.

Among everyone's inconceivable whispers, only Mu Xi was unmoved, and his admiration for Mr. Chu increased a bit:

Mr. Chu really deserves his reputation!

Just for the sake of falling in love, he actually passed two papers in seconds, and even calmly grabbed the position of invigilator.

Look at this thunder technique, look at this bit,

How crisp and straightforward!

As expected of Mr. Chu, he is so chic and domineering even in a relationship!

.

After explaining the invigilation matters in a low voice, the Chinese invigilator looked at Chu Nian lovingly: "Mr. Chu, then the math invigilator will trouble you."

Chu Nian said politely, "No problem, you have worked hard."

The papers were handed out one by one, and the whole grade began to answer the questions at the same time.

Chu Nian clicked on the timer on the screen, stepped off the podium, and walked around the desks.

Jiang Yike turned his pen and watched him secretly.

With his back turned to him, Chu Nian stood not far away, as if he was bending over to look at one person's paper.

They were all school uniforms, so why did they fit neatly on Chu Nian, making his shoulders broad and waist narrow, and his legs straight and slender.

However, Chu Nian wore a lot of clothes, so he wrapped himself up tightly all day long, and the neckline must be buttoned to the top, so he didn't feel too hot.

Jiang Yike angrily tugged at his wide sleeves, why he was wearing a school uniform like a hood, walking wobbly, as if about to fall off.

It's all the original owner's fault!

Master Mozun automatically ignored the fact that in the past, there were people who cut clothes in the Demon Realm, and in terms of figure, except for being a little taller - in fact, he was almost the same as the original owner.

After thinking wildly, Jiang Yike rested his chin and wrote and drew with the tip of the pen in the blank space of the paper.

Anyway, I don't know how to write, so sitting like this is boring.

He drew a little flower from the Demon Realm.

The flower drooped its head timidly, and the branches and leaves were delicate, as if they had been hit by rain.

In the next second, the flower opened its bloody mouth, snapped the passing bull python into two pieces, and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

Jiang Yike felt very satisfied watching his "masterpiece".

He was thinking about what to draw next, when suddenly someone raised his hand, and said in a polite voice, "Teacher invigilator, I have a question."

Chu Nian responded and walked towards the student, passing by Jiang Yike's desk.He walked over without stopping at all, but Jiang Yike glanced at his back and cursed:

Why is this man so tall!

Chu Nian lowered his head slightly, the student pointed to a question and asked, "This question is about, I don't understand what it means—"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Nian said calmly: "There is no problem with the question, just think about it yourself."

The intention of refusal was obvious, and the student could only take back the pen angrily and continue to ponder the topic.

Chu Nian looked around, and suddenly walked towards Jiang Yike.

Jiang Yike subconsciously covered his painting, and when he looked up, he saw that Chu Nian had walked beside him.He leaned over slightly, and the whole person moved a little closer.

Jiang Yike hurriedly covered the painting tighter, for fear that he would see it.

The two were very close, Chu Nian put his hands on the table and supported Jiang Yike behind him, casting a gray shadow on the paper.

Chu Nian's voice softened a bit: "Student, do you have any questions?"

Jiang Yike looked at him vigilantly, and casually pointed to the big question on the paper that took up the most points, and it was also the most difficult question on the paper.

Chu Nian said: "There is something wrong with this question. The teacher who wrote the question didn't write it well. It's a mess and didn't explain everything clearly. Let me explain it to you."

Everyone: "..."

This distinction is too obvious!

Are you not afraid that we will sue the teacher!

.

Facts have proved that Chu Nian is really not afraid.

He bent down a little lower, and his steady breathing fell a little on Jiang Yike's ear, like a fine fluff scratching an itch.

Chu Nian conjured up a pen out of nowhere, he pressed out the tip of the pen, and drew beautiful and clean lines on the scroll.

"There is a need for derivation here... Trigonometric formulas are needed... I will silently write the three formulas for you, and I will put them in later..."

He spoke very slowly and carefully, and his voice was lowered in a range that only two people could hear clearly, as if he was whispering a secret language buried deep in his heart.

It was a bit like a whisper between young lovers, but it suddenly became boring and boring with mathematics.

So hypnotic.

Much more effective than counting sheep.

Hearing that Jiang Yike was about to fall asleep.

He held on for a while, his eyelids were twitching, and finally he couldn't help squinting for a while.When I opened my eyes again, my paper was already filled with words and symbols.

Jiang Yike looked at a large pile of "ghost painting symbols" that he couldn't understand, and he felt only fear and horror in his heart.He raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet Chu Nian's helpless smile: "Do you understand?"

Jiang Yike asked weakly: "...When did you write so much?"

Chu Nian said, "While you were asleep."

He straightened up and put the pen back: "This paper can't be used anymore, it happens to be too much, I'll get you a new paper."

As he said, he took a long leg and took a brand new paper in a few steps.

The snow-white scroll unfolded softly, with the scent of ink left over from printing, just enough to cover the table.

After taking back the old papers, Chu Nian resumed his tour status.

It was still that cold and serious face, which made the atmosphere in the classroom a little tense.

Jiang Yike wrote his name on the new paper, covering ABCD like a gourd.It's just that Chu Nian didn't understand a word of what he said just now, so he didn't understand what he should have said, or he couldn't, and the empty topics should be left empty.

It's just that Jiang Yike didn't quite understand why Chu Nian came to speak.

He also took away his old papers.

He yawned, simply folded the papers that had only been filled with multiple choice questions, and fell asleep on the table until the papers were collected.

Chu Nian counted the numbers after collecting the papers, and when the bell rang, the students rushed out of the classroom.

Jiang Yike wandered out of the classroom with the crowd, stared at the paper for a long time, and looked at the dying apple tree in the small garden of the school, and felt a little "beautiful".

The morning session was over anyway, so Jiang Yike wandered along the corridor back to class F to get his things.

Halfway there, I happened to see Lu Yao with a mournful face.

Jiang Yike stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yao wanted to cry: "Brother Jiang, how did you do in the exam?"

Jiang Yike thought for a moment, and said: "Chu Nian is amazing, he has guessed almost all the Chinese questions, and I should do well in the Chinese test."

He rubbed his head: "But I don't know any math questions, so I chose C, which is all covered, and then I fell asleep until I closed the paper."

"It's so good," Lu Yao envied. "This quiz Chinese is very difficult, and the reading questions are difficult and biased. I wrote them all in random."

He sighed silently: "Actually, I originally made an appointment with my brother. He operated that small drone outside the school and sent me the answer."

Jiang Yike: "And then?"

Lu Yao: "The invigilator opened the window, and a kettle was thrown at it. It was precise and ruthless, and directly smashed my brother's drone to death."

Jiang Yike patted him on the shoulder: "...you should study hard."

On the other side, Chu Nian walked to the office with a stack of papers sorted by serial number.At a quiet corner, he silently stopped and stopped.

Five Fingers pointed at the stacked papers, and gently pulled out a scroll.

He looked at the little flower on the scroll that was waving its claws and swallowing the python in one bite, his brows and eyes bent unconsciously.

Chu Nian carefully folded the waste paper into a small square and put it in his pocket.

He sorted out the rest of the papers and walked towards the teacher's office.

The author has something to say: The scheming boy Chu Nian who stole the painting!