Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Class 20 only had a few scattered people, who gathered at the back of the class and chatted happily, completely oblivious to Chen Putao's arrival.

Chen Putuoping became nervous again, rubbed his face, let out a breath, and found his seat according to the seat number.

The last position where the head is farthest away.

"Chen Putao?" A yellow-haired man noticed Chen Putao, with a face full of disbelief, "Are you here for the exam?"

Chen Putao didn't know Huang Mao, but out of politeness, she nodded slightly in response.

"Oh my god." Huang Mao turned around and leaned in front of Chen Putao, "I heard that your brain is burnt out? Are you going to learn that way instead?"

Huang Mao's strange cry attracted a group of people who were chatting enthusiastically in the narration, "Fuck! Chen Putao, have you really learned it?"

"No, I haven't seen Chen Putao put on her school uniform obediently in my life." A small green-haired eye tugged at Chen Putao's collar familiarly, "Did you see that the zipper is pulled to the end?" At the top, the exam can pass [-]."

Chen Putao struggled to avoid the hands that were enthusiastically picking at his collar, "The total score of the college entrance examination is 480."

"Damn it, which of my stupid sons told me six hundred and eighty, why don't you hurry up and die." Lumao pretended to spit.

Huang Mao sat on the table and kicked his little eyes fiercely, "Go away, you don't even know the total score until now, you still have the nerve to step into the examination room of Class 20! You are not welcome in our examination room!"

"Who is not welcome?" Someone in front took the conversation with a smile.

Chen Putao raised his head. Beside the podium was a rather young male teacher. He could tell that he was quite familiar with this group of boys. He was not angry at the noise in the class, and habitually threw the sealed bag onto the podium.

"Hurry up and get back to your seat, preparing for the exam."

The group of people then slowly dispersed.

Seeing that the class was completely quiet, the male teacher began to distribute the papers. Class 20 is quite special, and the exams here are all the students with the worst performance.There were only twenty or so seats inside, and only seven or eight people had arrived. The male teacher seemed to be used to it, and he didn't think of a way to notify those who hadn't arrived. He just handed out seven or eight papers, and then nestled next to the podium to play with his mobile phone.

For the first Chinese test, Chen Putao flipped through the paper and waited until he had roughly finished reading it. Then he felt relieved. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, he picked up his pen, and wrote the answer confidently.

The order of the examination room and professional ethics did not allow the male teacher to keep his head down and play with his mobile phone. Taking advantage of the time when the game was loading, the male teacher looked up bored.

In fact, he knew that there was nothing to see. The students who came every time were either in a daze and sleeping, or they drew some pictures without artistic aesthetics on the test paper.

Who knows, this time, his eyes were attracted by the old grapes in the corner, not because he wanted to look at them, but because he was surprised to see a normal black one in the colorful heads.

Take a closer look, this student is actually writing the paper steadily!The male teacher was very surprised and wanted to join in, but the vibration of the mobile phone in his hand told him that the game had started, so he had to give up this idea and devote himself to the game.

While playing games, he fantasized about himself: This student has such a face, why is he copying papers if he has nothing to do?It's really unnecessary, who doesn't know that the students who take the exam in class 20 are all at the bottom of the grade.

But soon, the male teacher found that not only Chinese, but also every other subject, the student in the corner was concentrating on answering the test papers.

When taking the last chemistry test, the male teacher finally couldn't bear his curiosity, put away his mobile phone, woke up the dozing students, and walked over quietly.

Chen Putao knew that he was not good at chemistry, and he didn't expect to be able to know all the questions in this paper, so he just skipped two questions and wrote down the next question. After writing down the answers he determined from the beginning to the end, Then start from the beginning and pick what you are familiar with.

This question asked the teacher about the same type, uh, choose C.

Ji Yichuan mentioned this question before, it seems to be D?

Chen Putao had a bitter face. High school chemistry was really too difficult for a junior high school graduate like him. Even if he studied it for nearly a month, he still couldn't understand a lot of pieces of paper.

After guessing and answering the entire paper like this, Chen Putao took a look back and thought it was not bad.

"I must be crazy." Chen Putao felt a powerless sense of frustration in his heart.

However, the male teacher standing quietly behind Chen Putuo was already stunned, "Am I blind?" The male teacher rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly, and looked again at the chemistry test paper of the student next to him.

He looked at a few radio choices, and they were all right!Going down, even multiple choices are completely correct!

The male teacher looked at the front door and was sure that this was Class 20. Then he turned around and looked at the students at the next table, and saw nothing.

That's right, I didn't make a mistake, it was Class 20, and it's normal for these students who seem to die when they pick up a pen on the table.

The male teacher returned to the podium in a daze. After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses and attributed everything to the student's sudden reform and self-improvement.

The prodigal son who was a student turned around, he should be happy as a teacher!

The male teacher forced a smile, trying hard to calm down his shocked mood. After adjustment, the look he looked at Chen Putao finally changed from surprise to relief.

When the closing bell rang, Chen Putao handed the male teacher his filled paper, the gentleness in the male teacher's eyes made him feel goosebumps all over his body.

This teacher is playing too much on the phone, is there something wrong with his eyes?

He ignored the strange gaze of the male teacher behind him, packed his stationery, rejected Huang Mao's sincere invitation to go to the bathroom with him, and returned to the class.

Being delayed by Huang Mao, when Chen Putao returned to the class, the whole class was in a frenzy for answers, and Ji Yichuan and Bo Ze were the most crowded in front of them.

"Ji Yichuan, what's the answer to the last math question?" A girl with short hair and round eyes crowded the hardest. Although looking at Ji Yichuan, the girl's face turned red, she still gritted her teeth and asked.

Chen Putao remembered her. She was the school committee member of Class [-], and she usually studied very seriously.

Ji Yichuan frowned, thought for a while, "8."

"What about the penultimate question?"

"3 or 4."

"Ah, I was all wrong." The school committee sighed regretfully, his face was a little ugly, he turned around and lay down on his desk without moving.

Across the crowd, Ji Yichuan saw Chen Putao, waved his hand at him, and casually threw his math paper to a group of people next to him who were answering the questions, "Look for yourself, I have written all the answers."

Just like that, the circle around Ji Yichuan changed positions.

"How did you do in the exam?" Ji Yichuan propped his chin with both hands, with a gleam in his eyes, and said casually, "Is my Xueba buff useful?"

"Yes." Chen Putao put the pencil case in his hand into the belly of the table, "I have to thank you for your strength as a master, I am more confident than usual even when I have the answer."

Ji Yichuan couldn't help laughing, "Is the answer right? I have the right answer here."

"You did it?"

"Of course, didn't you see that over there?" Ji Yichuan waved his fingers and pointed to the side, "Look, the math scores are all out there."

Chen Putao followed Ji Yichuan's round fingertips to look not far away, and saw a boy blushing, and shouted: "Fuck, I only have 26 points this time, which is different from Ji Yichuan's! I fucking finally I got 120 in the exam! Mom, I'm promising!"

Seeing the excited look of the boy, Chen Putao swallowed hard.

"So, little brother, do you have the right answer?" Ji Yichuan leaned forward, with a hint of temptation in his clear voice.

"No, thank you." Chen Putao refused cruelly.