After being confessed by the paranoid school grass

Tomorrow, we will conduct a weekly exam as usual.There will only be more and more such exams in the future. If you adapt to this model, there will be surprise exams in the future.Well, get ready for self-study. "Teacher Xiao Gao left the classroom after a few instructions.

The classmates are reviewing quietly, and everyone wants to get a good ranking in the first exam of the second year of high school.

Except Liu Yao.

From the nap at noon until after school, Liu Yao was like a paraplegic patient above the waist, with his slender upper body slumped on the table, either reading extracurricular books or sleeping on his stomach, without any sense of tension before the exam.

The more Liu Yao slept soundly, the more nervous Si Lang was beside him.

I have never seen such an arrogant person.

Dare to fight with the school bully on the first day of school, don't listen to the class and don't take notes, and answer the Chinese class delicately... Thinking about it, Si Lang dug out the "Tianli 38" from the desk that he hadn't opened since he bought it. Set" began to brush up.He used to disdain to do this kind of question, but now... Now that he has met a master, he must work hard.

When the school bell rang, Si Lang had already done a whole set of examination papers, and Liu Yao, who was next to him, had also slept for two whole classes, his hair curled up under the pressure of the desk.

"Wake up, Liu Yao." Yu Bin packed his schoolbag and came over to wake Sleeping God. Sleeping God didn't even bring his schoolbag, so he put on his coat lazily, and followed Yu Bin out of the classroom with half-open eyes.

"What's for dinner?" Yu Bin asked, pulling Liu Yao's sleeve to prevent him from walking into the grass because he hadn't woken up yet.

"My mother should be cooking." Liu Yao replied in a daze.

"What are you going to do with the exam tomorrow?" The sweltering summer heat of September has subsided, and the sunset glow in the sky reflects on Yu Bin's face like a blushing fat panda.

"I can write as much as I can, anyway, it has nothing to do with me." Liu Yao staggered, with a careless expression on his face.

The two of them walked for about ten minutes along the path in front of the school and arrived at their rented room.The rented house is a [-]-square-meter seventh-floor, golden chicken independent in a shanty town.

When the two climbed up to the seventh floor, they smelled a fragrant and warm aroma.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Come back! Wash your hands and eat! I cooked fish for you today!" Su Xiaoqing arranged the bowls and chopsticks enthusiastically, and the three gathered around the dining table to eat.

"Why are you suddenly stewing fish today?" Since Liu Yao and Su Xiaoqing came to Haicheng, they haven't eaten any meat. Today's fish dish is really a bit extravagant for Liu Yao.

"You are both in the second year of high school. You use your brain a lot, and you can keep up with your nutrition. Come on, do you want to eat?"

Su Xiaoqing put a piece of fish in Liu Yao's and Yu Bin's bowls, and Yu Bin put the fish into his mouth with excited and trembling hands. After chewing for a few times, the expression on his face froze.

It seemed that he had eaten something poisonous in the world, but his face was not so exaggerated in order to maintain politeness, so that Yu Bin's face looked a little scary, and he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"Are you okay?" Su Xiaoqing poured a glass of water for Yu Bin with concern.

"A fishbone stuck in your throat?"

Yu Bin yelled at the fish that he didn't have time to swallow, and looked at Liu Yao with a painful face.

Liu Yao shook his head helplessly.Yu Bin first took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and kicked his legs, swallowing the piece of meat in his mouth with the mentality of dying.

Others who didn't know the situation thought that Yu Bin was going to commit suicide by taking poison.

In fact, it's not Yu Bin's fault. Su Xiaoqing has never cooked a few meals in his life, and it's not surprising that he abruptly stewed delicious fish into poisonous puffer fish.

It was rare for Su Xiaoqing to cook a meal with his own hands, and his caring son still made a CD of the fish.

The next day, in the classroom.

"I heard that this time the language is written by Lao Bai!"

"Ah! Isn't that the end?"

"I still want to use Chinese to mention my total score! This time it's over!"

There was a sound of dragging tables and chairs and chattering discussions in the classroom. Teacher Xiao Gao's high-heeled shoes rang outside the corridor, and the teacher immediately fell silent.

"Stop talking! After the morning reading is over, the monitor is in charge of arranging and arranging the classroom. The exam questions are difficult this time. Don't sleep on your stomach after finishing writing. Check it twice!"

"Teacher, who gave the chemistry papers this time?" asked a classmate at the bottom.

"It's the new Teacher Xiaohua."

"Wow! That's great! Finally one subject is easier!"

"Then it's too early for you to be happy." Teacher Xiao Gao tossed his long hair, "I'm the one who grades the papers."

Immediately, there was another yelling and mourning from the audience.

"That's all right, all the papers should be written cleanly, and I'll be more merciful." After speaking, he went to the examination room to prepare the papers.

"Pencils, rulers, erasers... OK, everything is ready." Si Lang opened the pencil case, counted the examination equipment, like an emperor looking through the green card in the harem, and then closed his pencil case with satisfaction.

"The equipment is complete, ready to go to battle." Then Si Lang glanced at the deskmate at the same table. There was no scratch paper, no pencil case, and no wrong notebook.

There is only a small head that is sleeping hot.

Si Lang: "..."

Too arrogant.

"Hey," Si Lang pushed Liu Yao, "Have you brought all your stationery?"

It took a while for the little black head next to him to slowly lift up. Si Lang seemed to see a soul struggling vigorously, and then he slowly straightened his upper body piece by piece.

"What stationery?" Liu Yao's eyes were a little out of focus on his arms, looking big and innocent.

"It's just scribing pens, triangular rulers, etc., have you brought them all?" Si Lang thought to himself that this question was really unnecessary, how could a top student not bring these things for the exam.

Si Lang was ready to show contempt for the self-taught master, but Liu Yao opened his eyes slightly: "What is a smudge pen?"

Si Lang: "..."

Then silently took out his scribble pen: "This one, have you brought it?"

"No."

"Here, have you brought it?" Si Lang then took out the set square.

"No."

"Have you brought your pencil case?"

"No."

"..."

Si Lang stared at Liu Yao for three seconds, sighed, took out his phone from his schoolbag, and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going, monitor?" the classmate at the door asked.

"Go out for a while and be right back."

Si Lang rushed to the canteen next to the cafeteria and prepared a set of examination tools for Liu Yao.

Si Lang himself couldn't explain why he came over to help Liu Yao do the shopping on his own initiative. Anyway, by the time he realized it, he had already paid the bill.A small bag full of messy stationery was placed on Liu Yao's desk with a snap.

"Come on for the exam." Sweating all over his face, Si Lang gave Liu Yao a thumbs up, and went to the podium to organize everyone to start setting up the exam room.

The layout of the weekly exam The exam room is all small, and the distance between the front, back, left, and right can be enlarged.Although there was a little distance between Si Lang and Liu Yao, with Si Lang's 5.0 vision, he could still easily see Liu Yao's paper.

"I want to see your real level." Si Lang muttered to himself.

In the first subject of Chinese, Si Lang had just finished answering the front of Chapter 1 and was about to turn the chapter triumphantly. He glanced at Liu Yao from the corner of his eye and found that he had already begun to write the last page of the composition.

"..." Si Lang's face suddenly became indescribably anxious, and he quickly turned his eyes back to staring at his own paper, speeding up his work.

Si Lang's speed of doing the questions was not slow, but when he started to write the final composition, Liu Yao had already put the paper on the table and went to sleep.

Si Lang had never been in such a hurry during an exam. His face was flushed, and the hand holding the pen was sweating a little. When he wrote, he wrote with confidence.

Only now did Si Lang know what a real academic master is.

Two hours of exams, one hour of answering papers, another hour of sleep; and indifference to those fanatical suitors...

Si Lang was full of dissatisfaction.Almost suffocating internal injuries.

Until the results are announced on Monday.

"To sum up, our class and this year's top ten entered three, which is very good. Many students have made progress, but there are also many students who can also see through this exam that their recent study attitudes are not correct."

"School Committee, hand out the papers. Everyone correct your papers carefully, and try not to make the same mistake next time."

Yu Bin handed out the test paper along with the grade slip, and when it was sent to Liu Yao, all the students around came to see Liu Yao's grade.

The one with the longest stretched neck was Si Lang, who almost stuck his eyeballs on Liu Yao's grade strip.

I thought I would witness such an unattainable result, but in addition to Chinese, the rest of English, science and mathematics were basically double digits.

Si Lang's jaw almost fell to the ground.

What is this operation?Just refuse to write because the paper is too simple? !Si Lang couldn't bear it any longer. Looking at the results, Si Lang's desire to run errands to buy stationery for Liu Yao was completely blinded.

"Why is the test so low? Because you don't want to write?" Si Lang finally couldn't help asking Liu Yao.

"Because I can't." Liu Yao replied calmly, without even reading the paper, he stuffed it into the desk.

"Then you go to class..."

"I didn't attend class, I was in a daze.

"Then you take notes..."

"Too lazy to remember."

"Even homework..."

"Can't write."

Good guy, things that have nothing to do with knowledge are rejected by Liu Yao.

"Both of you, come up and speak?" The English teacher on the podium pointed at Si Lang and Liu Yao with the paper. This time, the English scores in the class are a bit low, and the teacher is getting angry.

"This time our class's grades have dropped significantly, and I decided to implement the one-to-one system from now on."

"Specifically speaking, those with poor grades will be brought along to study well. I made a list based on this exam in our class, and I will read it next."

While chanting, Si Lang heard his own name: "Liu Yao and Si Lang are in a team!"

"Okay, let's arrange it like this, the joint responsibility system, if the ranking of the next exam with poor grades is not improved, both of them will be punished for copying the text!"

After the English teacher finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom with the bell ringing.

Si Lang: "..."

Liu Yao: "..."

"so……"

So what kind of existence are you?Si Lang couldn't see through it at all.

"So I'm just a hopeless scumbag. But don't worry, I will go to the teacher in a while so that he doesn't have to find someone to tutor me."

"No, wait a minute... I always thought you were a top student?"

"...I, a scumbag." Liu Yao pointed at himself, "I came here to avoid debts with my mother. I almost couldn't get rid of it because I went to school."

"So, do you understand?" Liu Yao had no expression on his face, like a quiet lake with no waves, and then walked away.

Si Lang was left in a mess in place.

Liu Yao went home with Yu Bin and had dinner. Today it was Yu Bin's turn to wash the dishes, and the mother and son were sitting in the bedroom chatting.

"Son, mom found a job today." Su Xiaoqing looked happy.

"What work?"

"Buy leather shoes."

"Buy leather shoes?!"

Liu Yao jumped up from the bed, his face was full of surprise and puzzlement.

"As Mrs. Liu, you actually go to carry shoes for others?"

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