After sitting at the same table with the mean school

Once back to the normal teaching order, everyone in the competition class was faced with a quiz that they had not prepared for and had not been notified in advance.

I didn't know the news until early in the self-study, and the whole class exploded.

Qi Ruixing, who was in the back row of Xia Xingyao, complained wildly: "I didn't learn anything for a year, so I was asked to take the exam directly. I understand that the school wants me to drop out."

"If you think I'm not worthy, why did you recruit me in the first place!"

Wu Zhe came late for early self-study. When he saw the excitement in the classroom, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The exam will be held later." Xia Xingyao said concisely.

Wu Zhe was a little surprised: "...Didn't we have class yet?"

"Do you know what it means to find out?"

After thinking for two seconds, Wu Zhe said lightly, "That will indeed touch my bottom line, I hope the teacher will not be afraid."

He has been studying alone since he stopped regular classes.I study professional courses in the mathematics department or computer department of the university, and occasionally give lectures to the students in the mathematics group of the first year of senior high school to prepare test papers.Anyway, basically never touched the regular class.I didn't get past the edge of physical chemistry, let alone history, political geography, which I could only pass in the first grade of high school.

Xia Xingyao couldn't help feeling anxious.

He wouldn't worry about the difficulty of the exam.

But the main reason is that the bottom line came too suddenly, and he didn't have time to make a surprise review. Now his brain is in a state where he only knows Young's modulus and quantum chromodynamics, but he doesn't know what history and politics are.

Yin Congqing came in from the outside with a large stack of papers in his arms, and tapped on the blackboard first: "Students, this is a quiz, so we will go to the spare classroom regardless of the exam room. Please be careful not to read other people's writing—— Because no one else can, understand?"

There was a burst of laughter from the bottom: "Teacher, everyone doesn't know how, what the hell is the test!"

Yin Congqing: "I have to see how good you are. So it doesn't matter. Don't be afraid to scare the teacher when the score comes out. The teacher still has decades of experience in resisting pressure."

"The teacher is always under pressure, but I'm afraid that my grades will scare me!"

The first test paper was handed out, it was a full two meters long, and one could tell it was Chinese by looking at the situation.

It feels like I haven't written a language test for a long time.

Xia Xingyao bit the tip of his pen and read the test paper from beginning to end.

This is a test paper for the academic level, not the difficult test questions of their usual college entrance examinations. The question types are different, and the difficulty is much lower. Even the composition questions are half-proposition questions. Anyway, it is very easy. Start writing.

The Chinese test took two hours. After the test, the next math test paper was issued.The difference is that mathematics is only tested for one hour - because it is too simple.

It only took half an hour for Xia Xingyao to write this paper.

After finishing writing, he fiddled with his pen for a while, and found Wu Zhe lying on the table next to him, drawing on the blank space on the test paper.

He wrote a note and pushed it over:

- what to draw

Wu Zhe pushed the test paper to him.

It's a pig, cute little chubby pig.

- does it look like you

Xia Xingyao:

- like your dad ^^

Wu Zhe: "..."

^^

He seemed to have seen the symbol yesterday.

Wu Zhe's photographic memory made him instantly recall the sentence on that post-it note.

But the handwriting was completely different from Xia Xingyao's.

Wu Zhe glanced at Xia Xingyao thoughtfully. Xia Xingyao finished his math papers and was racing against time to continue doing physics problems.The transparent sunlight cut a sharp dividing line on the scroll in front of him, half of it was shadow and half was bright, the combination of yin and yang was so soft, he lowered his head, his expression was blank, focused, and only focused on the test questions.

The lips are pursed, a water-red color.

Like roses with water on the roadside at dusk after rain.

Wu Zhe took a breath, inexplicably thinking of the gardenia flower he had stuck in the painting page.

Anyway, the teacher had to race against time to finish all the three-day exam questions in one day. He finished the Chinese, math, and foreign language exams in the morning.

After the English paper was collected, Wu Zhe stretched his waist in his seat and asked Xia Xingyao next to him, "Are you going to eat?"

"Where to go?"

"Go outside the school."

Xia Xingyao stuffed the fountain pen casually into the pen bag, stood up and nodded at Wu Zhe: "Let's go and be happy."

Wu Zhe patted his head with his hands, and laughed while being angry: "You are the one who is happy!"

They randomly found a small restaurant outside, which tasted good and was clean.

Because the lunch break is over at noon, there are quite a lot of people in the restaurant, and there are not many vacancies.After finally finding a vacant seat for two people to sit opposite each other, Xia Xingyao took a seat while Wu Zhe ran to buy food.

While queuing up, Wu Zhe bombarded Xia Xingyao on WeChat:

-what do you want what do you want

Xia Xingyao:

-?

-You repeater, you repeater, you repeater

- what do you order what do you order

Wu Zhe took a photo of the menu and circled a name.

Xia Xingyao:

- is it delicious is it delicious

Wu Zhe:

- ok ok ok

Xia Xingyao:

- order me one too help me order one too

Wu Zhe quickly sent an "OK" gesture over, and Xia Xingyao sent him a red envelope backhandedly.

【WeChat red envelope】

Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck

Wu Zhe felt happy, wondering if this person had changed his gender, so he clicked on it:

The WeChat red envelope [0.01 yuan] has been received.

Wu Zhe:

-?

Wu Zhe reluctantly closed the dialog box, once again feeling deeply whether Xia Xingyao had something wrong with his mind.

While eating, Wu Zhe suddenly changed his left hand to hold the chopsticks.

Xia Xingyao noticed his movements and was a little surprised: "Wu Zhe, why did you suddenly become left-handed?"

Wu Zhe said: "Brother can use both hands, can you switch hands? Can you?"

Xia Xingyao was disdainful: "...can the left hand be pretending, who doesn't know how to eat with the left hand?" He also changed his hand, very flexible, he looked like an old left-handed person, a little proud, " How about it, I still wrote with my left hand until junior high school.”

Wu Zhe: "You can also write with your left hand?"

"The person with the left hand is called Wang Xizhi, and the person with the right is called Yan Zhenqing, do you understand?"

Wu Zhe: "..." He glanced at Xia Xingyao's left hand thoughtfully, then switched back to eating with his right hand, and asked puzzledly, "You still write with your left hand in junior high school, why is your right hand so beautiful now?" ? Why can't I?"

"Because you can't, so you can't." Xia Xingyao gave a very philosophical answer.

Wu Zhe: "..."

TP here again.

Wu Zhe put away the sticky note pasted on the Chinese textbook and put it in the picture album.

In the afternoon, there was an exam for physics and chemistry. Except for the competition in my own subject, no one had any knowledge reserves in other subjects.Xia Xingyao was in a better situation than the others. He had taught himself the chemistry and biology exam version of May [-], so he wasn't that panicked.

One exam lasted an hour, and after the exam, the papers were quickly collected, and then the history and politics papers came down again.

"..."

Simply devil.

In the first quarter of the evening self-study, the geography test is over, and the quiz is over after the test.After the first get out of class, some students who were particularly concerned about grades ran to the office to inquire about the results of the quiz.

Then He Ruobing bombarded her in the office: "Is it true that the teacher is a paper correction machine? Doesn't manual correction take time?"

This is not a formal monthly or weekly exam, it is just a quiz within the class, so it is not a computerized test. The teacher will correct it one by one, which is very troublesome and tiring.

——He Ruobing looked at the stack of low-difficulty math test papers in his hand, and suddenly grabbed the boy who was about to sneak back to the classroom: "Go, call Wu Zhe for me."

The teacher in Jingzhong might really be a machine for correcting papers, and the quiz results were issued early the next morning.

In the morning self-study, Yin Congqing threw the report card on the podium: "If you want to read it, you can read it after class. ——Is it English or something for the morning self-study today? Class representative, come up and take the reading."

Xu Ruchuan, the representative of the English class, came to the stage to show everyone the text reading materials, and glanced at the report card by the way.Then on stage, he opened his mouth and winked at Xia Xingyao with an exaggerated expression.

Xia Xingyao: "..."

The boy sitting in the first row immediately asked: "Chuan Chuan, who is first...?"

Xu Ruchuan lowered his voice: "Who else?"

When get out of class was over, everyone swarmed to see the results of the quiz.

He Ruobing happened to enter the door with a stack of math papers, handed them to the boy at the door and asked him to help distribute them, and stood beside the podium and smiled: "Oh, I'm quite nervous about the quiz."

Someone finished reading their grades, walked down from the podium, walked up to Xia Xingyao, and gestured a thumbs up: "Mr. Xia, the universe is invincible."

Another one came down from the stage, and nodded to Xia Xingyao succinctly: "Niupi."

Xia Xingyao laughed and asked, "How is it?"

"Steady, don't talk about it."

Xia Xingyao didn't need to look at the grades by himself. When the people around saw his grades, they just yelled, wishing the class downstairs could hear them.Xia Xingyao heard his score in the discussion of the people next to him, and also knew the ranking, so he decisively turned his head and pretended to Wu Zhe: "It's boring. Another boring day."

Wu Zhe: "..."

I seem to remember that I pretended to be this fake before?

Wu Zhe: "Then I suggest that you take the [-]th place in the exam now, and then get the first place in the academic exam. Isn't it very interesting?" The test papers are on the kennel, and the monthly exam can only be [-]; at the order, the teacher of [-] people in Jingzhong rushed to the kennel and sent Xue Shen to the kennel."

"..."

Xia Xingyao was angry and laughed, took the math answer sheet from the classmate next to him, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I won't compare with you. ——Hey, Wu Zhe, Wu Zhe, what happened to Xia Xingyao's math test?" Full marks, how did you pass the test?"

Wu Zhe: "..."

Xia Xingyao admired the answer sheet with satisfaction, but at the first glance, he saw the bright red 100 points directly above the answer sheet (the full score of the exam paper is only [-]), and at the second glance, he suddenly saw a pig painted next to it.

A fat pig wagging its head and tail, very cartoony and cute.

He took a closer look and found that it was definitely Wu Zhe's handwriting. He quickly turned his head and asked, "Wu Zhe, did you do it?"

Wu Zhe took his answer sheet and imitated Xia Xingyao's tone: "Hey, Xia Xingyao, Xia Xingyao, why is Wu Zhe getting full marks again, why is he always getting full marks. You did well in the exam."

Xia Xingyao was very powerless to complain: "Fuck you, national team player, show off your perfect score in the exam with me here, show some face, Wu Zhe—don't change the subject, when did you steal my answer sheet, and you actually defiled me?" It's innocent."

Wu Zhe: "Teacher He asked me to help him correct the paper last night." He asked a little proudly, "How is it? Does it look good? It took 10 minutes to draw."

Xia Xingyao said: "I have a suggestion. When will you go to Jingzhou Second Hospital and see a psychiatrist. It's best to have a specialist number."

"..."

"Childish." Xia Xingyao came to a conclusion.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be updated at [-]:[-] p.m., and double updates will be maintained in the future~