Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 41

Two weeks before the exam, the school organized group training to give students who passed the city competition a final sprint to improve.

Hua Yue competed with himself. In the last few days, he hardly slept well. The two of them were studying questions day and night, and they were no longer so serious, even with the previous charming atmosphere was set aside.

"Squad leader, help me look at this question."

Hua Yue handed him the problem-solving steps listed on the draft book, and said with a frown.

"I checked the answer just now, and I did not make a mistake in the final result, but the process seems to be different. Where did I go wrong?"

Ling Cheng took his notebook, glanced at him and said jokingly.

"Didn't you always insist that the answer is right?"

"Can not be done."

Hua Yue shook his head tut-tut.

"Banxian'er's job is not easy these days, what if someone doesn't pay for the hard work, I want to be a down-to-earth person..."

Ling Cheng smiled, but didn't answer.

After looking at his problem-solving steps, he raised his eyebrows lightly.

"There's nothing wrong with the solution."

"Really?"

Huayue began to doubt himself.

"Then why is it different? Are you kidding me?"

Ling Cheng glanced at him.

"Smile."

"???"

The Huayue subway old man looked at him with a serious face.

What's the matter, do you have to keep a happy mood when doing the questions?

Tucao returned to Tucao, Hua Yue quickly showed him his eight teeth.

"After laughing, what then?"

Ling Cheng nodded slightly.

"This is called teasing you."

"..."

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"There are sometimes multiple solutions to competition questions. There is nothing wrong with your solution, but it is easier to calculate according to the answer than your process."

Ling Cheng ignored his dissatisfied stare and gave an explanation.

After Hua Yue listened to it, he immediately regained his vitality, and even felt a little complacent, shaking his feet and saying.

"So this is a new solution developed by myself? I can create my own martial arts now? Damn, Brother Hua is awesome!"

"You have had it before, I saw it when I changed the question for you."

Ling Cheng gave him a rare encouragement.

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

Hua Yue slapped the table and stared at him.

"Such an awesome and important discovery, you actually kept it from me!"

Ling Cheng looked at him sideways for a while, then rubbed his hair to pull him back.

"My fault, keep writing your question."

Hua Yue raised the corner of his mouth and snorted, and continued to write questions.

On the day of the exam, although the two of them were not in the same exam room, they were still in the same school anyway. Hua Yue simply stayed at his house, planning to go there together, and have another breakfast of a schoolmaster to get European spirit. Unexpectedly The day before, Ren Jia called him again.

"Go home tonight, and let the driver take you to the examination room tomorrow."

Ren Jia's words were obviously not in a negotiating tone, Hua Yue frowned, but still refused.

"No, I'll go there with my classmates tomorrow..."

"I've already told your dad, come back and see you tonight."

Ren Jia interrupted him, repeating what he said without a doubt.

Hua Yue paused and compromised.

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Hua Yue straightened his hair a little irritably, and turned his head to look at Ling Cheng eagerly.

"Squad leader, can I have another breakfast delivery? I want to eat your sandwich..."

"Ah."

Ling Cheng simply replied.

"Don't do the questions tonight, go to bed early."

"Ow."

After satisfying the breakfast wish, Huayue made a new request.

"How about you wake me up tomorrow? Give me a call or something."

"Don't you set the alarm clock?"

Ling Cheng checked the pens he was going to use tomorrow, and conveniently put one in Huayue's pen bag.

"I'm sure, but this doesn't conflict."

Hua Yue said confidently.

"I just want a good morning greeting from a top student, can you give it to me?"

Ling Cheng curled the corner of his lower lip, and threw the pencil case into his open-mouthed schoolbag.

"Give."

When Hua Yue returned home, Hua Liming was not at home.

"The next time you come back, remember to hurry up on the road. Your dad is too busy. You have to take care of his time."

Ren Jia sat on the sofa and looked at Huayue who had just entered the door with a little dissatisfaction.

"Remember?"

"Okay, I see Mom."

Hua Yue poured Ren Jia a glass of water with a smile.

"Since Dad is not at home, why don't I go back first, tomorrow morning..."

"You just stay at home."

Ren Jia took the cup he handed over and frowned.

"You have to do what you have told your father. Even if he is not in front of you, you can't perfuse him. What if he comes back at night? Aren't you lying to him? "

Hua Yue paused, and was about to explain something when Ren Jia glared at him again.

"Also, you go back? Where are you going back? This is your home, this is where you belong. What do you think?"

"I was wrong, Mom, I just slipped of the tongue, I didn't think about it..."

Hua Yue squeezed Ren Jia's shoulders, and tried to fool him with a smile.

"Although he has no brains, his heart is not necessarily lacking."

Hua Chao came out of the room, looked at the two people on the sofa and smiled contemptuously.

"When the old man is here, he is in a hurry to find a sense of existence. When he is not at home, he misses the family property? Is your name written on the real estate certificate?"

"Xiao Chao, what you said is serious."

Ren Jia smiled politely.

"What I said is also true. This place is your home, and it's also our Xiaoyue's home, isn't it?"

"Don't show me this kind of family history, you two are not farts here."

Hua Chao gave her a disgusted look.

"Of course it can't be."

Hua Yue smiled.

"But you're here with me."

Ren Jia smiled, with a little joy in her eyes, before Hua Chao could react, she gave him a push.

"Go up and read, there is an exam tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'm going up."

Hua Yue obediently gave her a hug, turned around and went upstairs.

Downstairs, Huachao and Ren Jia were still arguing endlessly, but neither gave in nor conceded defeat.

Hua Yue closed the door, shutting out all voices.

No, you can't be irritable casually. Dad will go to the battlefield tomorrow, so he must maintain his mental health.

Hua Yue refueled himself, took out his phone, and clicked on the little fox in Zhiding.

——I'm home, it seems a little too early to go to bed now, why don't we chat?

——What to talk about.

Ling Cheng replied in seconds.

——I don’t know, let’s get started, it’s just to pass the time anyway.

Hua Yue threw himself on the bed and wrote back to him.

Ling Cheng glanced at the time on the phone and raised his eyebrows.

——Go through your wrong question book, and you can go to sleep after reading it.

Hua Yue clicked his tongue, turned over and lay down on the pillow.

——You have no energy... Didn't you tell me to stop doing the questions...

——Let you see, not let you do the questions.

Ling Cheng emphasized, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water.

--I don't!

Hua Yue pouted, knowing how to learn...

Ling Cheng smiled, as if he could see Hua Yue's dissatisfied eyes.

——Then go to bed early, and I will give you a good morning buff tomorrow.

cut……

Hua Yue put down the phone.

The old popsicle is still the same old popsicle, and he can't chat at all.

After Hua Yue finished complaining, he lowered his head and laughed for a while, then got up and went downstairs to get milk.

Drinking milk before going to bed at night is a rule set by Hua Li before, but there is nothing wrong with it, it helps sleep, and Hua Yue has basically followed it.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Ren Jia fully dressed and about to go out.

"Mom? Where are you going?"

"Your Aunt Lin's house has a party. Let me go there now. I told your father."

Ren Jia glanced at him.

"The milk is in the kitchen. Ask auntie to warm it up for you. After drinking it, go to bed early and take the exam tomorrow."

"Oh well."

Hua Yue nodded and sent her out.

When going to the kitchen, Hua Chao just came out, looked at him with milk in his hand, smiled maliciously, and left without saying anything.

Hua Yue frowned and glanced at him. Hua Chao's attitude inexplicably made him a little uneasy again. He stood there for two seconds and went to the kitchen to drink his cup.

Forget it, fuck it.

When he woke up the next day, Hua Yue pressed his temples and felt a little groggy. The phone beside him seemed to have been ringing for a while, and when he clicked to answer, he heard Ling Cheng's helpless voice.

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

"I fell asleep after chatting with you."

Hua Yue explained to himself, and sat up with difficulty, feeling that his whole body was heavy.

"Squad leader... I wonder if I have a cold, I feel so dizzy right now..."

Ling Cheng frowned, and stopped making breakfast.

"Did you not close the window again? Do you still have the medicine I gave you last time?"

"It should be, I'll go get a glass of water..."

Hua Yue got out of bed, pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"Why am I so weak, what if it affects the exam? Dad has been preparing for so long..."

"Is it hard?"

Ling Cheng couldn't help but asked again.

"It's okay, I'm just ignorant, and everything else..."

Hua Yue turned the doorknob, but the door was still firmly closed.

"Fuck? What's the situation?"

"what happened?"

"I can't open the door!"

Hua Yue twisted it twice again, and looked at the door that had never been opened in a daze.

"Squad leader... I seem to be locked inside..."

Ling Cheng turned off the fire, listened to the movement on his side, and checked the time.

"Is there anyone else in your family? Ask them to open the door for you."

Hua Yue knocked on the door, normally at this point, the aunt at home would have called him out for dinner, but now it was so quiet outside that he was the only one.

Hua Yue rubbed his temples, and suddenly remembered Hua Chao's meaningful eyes last night.

"Fuck! I think I might have been fucked by Hua Chao again..."

Ling Cheng darkened his eyes, speeded up and put the semi-finished breakfast into the crisper.

"Send me a location, and I'll find you now."

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