My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

There are two main subjects in the morning, English and Chinese, the invigilators entered the classroom on time and began to distribute the test papers.

Fang Li sat in the penultimate row, took the test paper from the front seat, and glanced worriedly at the empty seat behind.

The morning exercises and morning reading classes didn't arrive yet, and the exams have already started, why Ruan Qingmu hasn't come yet.

Is there something wrong, or sick, have you asked Lao Jian for leave?

The invigilating teacher from the foreign class finished distributing the test papers, and said seriously on the podium: "Hurry up and write your name and student number. The listening comprehension will start in 3 minutes. Keep quiet!"

The students wrote their names quickly one by one. After a while, the small radio in the classroom rang, and the English listening comprehension began to play.

Regardless of whether they could hear the sound in a cloud, or half understood, all the people pricked up their ears and tried their best to identify the sound.Before I knew it, a few minutes passed.

In the corridor of the second year of high school, there was silence, only the English reading from each classroom was uniform.

Ruan Qingmu grabbed her schoolbag and ran upstairs in one breath.

As soon as he ran to the classroom window, the sound of his footsteps alarmed two or three students by the window, who couldn't help looking at him.

As soon as Ruan Qingmu met their eyes, her footsteps stopped suddenly.

The invigilator at the door frowned when he saw him, silently made a "tap" motion, pointed to the back of the classroom, and made a "go quickly" gesture.

I was seven or eight minutes late, do I still have a test?

Ruan Qingmu at the door didn't come in, he stepped lightly, quietly retreated out of the corridor, and leaned against the wall.

The invigilator was a little strange, he tiptoed to the door, showing a questioning expression, Ruan Qingmu looked at him, pointed at the students who were listening to the questions, and waved their hands.

The invigilator was taken aback for a moment and understood what he meant.

This is because I am afraid that I will go to the classroom to get the test paper now, and then go to sit down at the end, affecting others to do the questions.Not to mention, even though he is a scumbag, he can help others.

Ruan Qingmu didn't enter the classroom until the listening session was over on the small broadcast, and sat down on the seat while grabbing the paper.

Many students in the classroom looked at him in surprise, a little bewildered: How dare you be late for the monthly exam, and your hearing is completely disabled? !

After a while, Fang Li quietly leaned back and threw out a small note in his hand.

Ruan Qingmu was working on the questions quickly, when she saw the small ball of paper, she was taken aback.Unfolding it casually, I couldn't help raising my eyebrows.

The crooked ones are all the answers to the listening test just now, without a signature, but judging from the handwriting, it's not Fang Li's.

When he looked up, Huang Ya, who was diagonally ahead, was winking at him proudly.

Ruan Qingmu couldn't help laughing, said "fuck" silently, and gave Huang Ya a thumbs up.

Then, tear up the note and throw it away.

Huang Ya's smile froze in front.Liu Jun, who was secretly watching and was about to raise his hand to report cheating, was also dumbfounded.

Huang Ya turned her head helplessly, to hell, Brother Ruan still dislikes his answer!Even if he is a scumbag, at least he has listened to the whole set of listening questions, right?

The bell rang and the paper was passed up.

Bai Jing and the others quickly ran to the back: "Brother Ruan, let's pee together?"

Ruan Qingmu stood up and walked to the toilet with them.

The next game will be another two hours, so it's okay not to put some water in the middle.

Huang Ya asked sadly: "Brother Ruan, why don't you read my answer? I think I performed supernormally this time."

Ruan Qingmu went into the toilet and found a urinal: "I think it would be more reliable to choose all C."

"Brother Ruan, you hurt my heart by saying that!"

Bai Jing next to him asked, "Brother Ruan, why are you late for the monthly exam? You were also absent from morning exercises."

Ruan Qingmu yawned a lot, physical tears overflowed from her eyes, and said sleepily, "Well, I got up late."

After helping the little mute take a bath last night, Xiaoyun dragged her younger brother reluctantly for a while before sending the little mute into his room.

After she came in, she felt guilty and grateful, and thanked him for a long time with tears, and finally fell asleep, until one or two o'clock in the night.

This sleep is bad.He thought his mother would call him in the morning, and Mu Wanli thought he had set the alarm clock himself.

Firstly, she was also tired; secondly, their beauty massage shop never had any business in the morning, and they didn't have the habit of getting up early. When they woke up at dawn, it was already past seven o'clock.

Ruan Qingmu didn't even have time to eat the hot meal, she grabbed her schoolbag and ran out, bought some breakfast at the entrance of the alley, and hurriedly hailed a taxi.

There was a traffic jam all the way, and when we arrived at the gate of Experiment No. [-] Middle School, the exam had already started.

Huang Ya rushed to say: "Oh, those people from the Disciplinary Department of the Student Union are very strict. Qin Yuan has a poisonous eye. When he glanced over, he asked why you weren't here?"

Ruan Qingmu was silent for a moment: "Did he ask me?"

"Yeah, I asked several times." Huang Ya patted his thigh, "I thought our two classes were so familiar, and you guys are good friends, so you can help cover it up!"

Ruan Qingmu replied casually: "Normal, with so many people watching, can he not remember?"

Public favoritism or something, that's hell.

"That's right, that's an iceberg." Huang Ya laughed loudly. Suddenly, there was a silence in the busy toilet. Huang Ya turned her head to look, and her head shrank in fright.

Several old boys from Class 1 walked in. At the front, the Bingshan Xueba had a cold expression and didn't look sideways.

Qin Yuan bypassed the people in Class 9, walked to the side, and started to zip up his pants.

Ruan Qingmu's gaze followed him involuntarily, followed his movements naturally, and looked down.

A certain top student who was zipping the zipper stopped suddenly.

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at Ruan Qingmu: "Even if no one is watching, I will still remember."

Ruan Qingmu was startled, thought for a while, and then understood what he meant.

He smiled and shook the bottom: "I know. There are people and nobody, you won't violate the principle."

Qin Yuan's indifferent voice sounded again: "Are you late for the exam too?"

Ruan Qingmu sighed: "Yes."

"Why?" Qin Yuan looked directly at the snow-white wall.don't look at him.

The boys next to him were inexplicably quiet, not daring to vent their breath.

What the hell is going on, is the boss of the Disciplinary Department checking in person?

Ruan Qingmu looked around, feeling a bit embarrassed to come down from the stage, raised her eyebrows: "I said I reviewed a little and got up late, do you believe me?"

Qin Yuan said lightly, "I don't believe it."

"Then I said I played games until late at night, do you believe it?"

Qin Yuan zipped up his pants: "I don't believe it either."

Ruan Qingmu smiled: "Look, I don't believe anything, so why are you asking me?"

"I want to hear the real reason."

Ruan Qingmu moved closer, and stared carefully at Qin Yuan's eyes: "Squad leader Qin, you not only check the attendance, but also check my people?"

He was so close, the dark eyes seemed to be teasing, but also seemed to be provocative, Qin Yuan silently stared at his own reflection in his eyes, and whispered in a low voice: "Yes, I only check you."

After all, Fu Songhua was the closest, so he vaguely heard something, and glanced at Qin Yuan in shock.

What does it mean to only check you? Is this a public announcement targeting people?

He also checked the attendance in the morning, but their duty is to keep a record. How could they be so persistent and come to question them in person? It's not a teacher!

Ruan Qingmu was silent for a while: "I went to bed late and got up late because of something."

Qin Yuan lowered his eyes coldly: "So, these things are not important to you at all, right?"

Whether it's about the exam, or an appointment to review together.They were all absent-minded at all, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Ruan Qingmu stared at him, suddenly a little anxious, what the fuck is he still excited about?

With a blank expression on his face, he turned and strode out of the toilet.

Bai Jing and Huang Ya hurriedly chased them out without daring to speak.

Brother Ruan is completely different from the first year of high school, which made everyone a little confused.Sometimes it's cool and awkward, and sometimes it seems a little cute.

But sometimes, it's really scary.

It's like when a ball hit Liu Jun's forehead, just like now——after Qin Boss slapped his nose and checked his words like this, his face suddenly sank.

Damn, it's really like flipping a book!

The language test started, Ruan Qingmu looked at the paper while holding the pen, and answered the questions quickly, flamboyantly, at a very fast speed.

The composition topic is a piece of social news, after which I ask someone to write an argumentative essay:

"Some people think that substantive justice means the pursuit of fairness and fairness in results, regardless of the process and procedures, we should pursue this kind of justice.

"Some people think that the procedure is not just, and if there is no 'law to abide by, and the law must be followed', the result obtained may lose the soil of the law and ultimately destroy the real justice. So do you think that procedural justice and Which is more important, substantive justice?"

Bah, what the hell!

Gritting his teeth, he wrote down the subtitle of the composition with all his might——

""Procedural justice, it's all bullshit!""...

The invigilator was sitting on it, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw the last boy standing up and striding towards the podium.

"Hand in the paper, teacher."

The teacher was startled, and looked at his watch. There was still half an hour left: "Check again, it's still early?"

Ruan Qingmu spread the paper on the podium: "Hand it in."

In the classroom, a group of people stared at his back dumbfounded: "Fuck, this is Chinese, there are compositions, who didn't rack their brains and ponder sentences over and over again, wouldn't it be good for him to write well for half an hour?"

By the classroom window of Class 1, Qin Yuan accidentally raised his head and saw a familiar figure outside the window swaying and disappearing at the stairs.

He quietly withdrew his gaze and looked at the composition question.Soon, he continued to write in one go, almost without a pause.

Not long after, he finished all the questions without checking, and stood up.

The classmates nearby raised their heads in unison: "Fuck me, what's going on?"

The former class monitor was unstoppable. He just sat in the examination room until the last minute. He is extremely rigorous. What is the first one to hand in today?

Under the shocked eyes of the whole class, Qin Yuan walked to the podium quietly: "Teacher, hand in the paper."