The whole school is waiting for my confession

After playing a few games, Liu Bufan and the others dug out Jiang Qingyan's paper and formed a circle to copy the questions.

Jiang Qingyan said while playing with her mobile phone: "It's about to take the exam, so let's learn a little bit."

The others were horrified by Jiang Qingyan's face, which was developing into a loving father: "What's going on? I almost thought the head teacher was possessing you."

Jiang Qingyan said: "For your own good."

"Your sentence is more similar."

Jiang Qingyan knew that it was useless to say what she said.

Liu Bufan said: "Copy more while you can."

This sentimental tone stunned the others.

"what happened to you?"

"The next semester will be divided into classes." Liu Bufan said, "From now on, we will be separated, friends, I will definitely not choose science."

Only then did the others realize that they were going to be divided into subjects, so fast!

But this sense of urgency only stayed in their minds for a short moment and passed away.

Days are always spent in gags, and hard work does not exist.

Jiang Qingyan's dog crawling characters are difficult to decipher, and the others are extremely disgusted. With this ability to recognize characters, it is better to write by yourself: "We are going to take the exam, so let's practice handwriting."

Jiang Qingyan didn't turn her head back: "No more nonsense, I'll use you as a brush for practice."

Liu Bufan got used to it. Although his academic performance was poor, his handwriting was fairly neat. He quickly copied a paper and took a photo of himself.

Jiang Qingyan asked: "What are you doing?"

Liu Bufan said: "Put it out and sell it."

"I write? You make money?" Jiang Qingyan thought to himself that this person is too thief.

Liu Bufan: "You can't sell yours either."

Jiang Qingyan: ...

Liu Bufan continued flipping through the pile of Jiang Qingyan's test papers, and suddenly found two neatly written ones in a pile of scrawled handwriting, no matter how he looked left or right, they didn't look like Jiang Qingyan's.

"This is... White God?"

Others crowded together to read the paper.

"Look, what is number one?"

Jiang Qingyan glanced at it, and Bai Juan's paper was brought together by himself.

"No wonder the homework was done so quickly this time. I can do it even if I have a partner to accompany me." One person was quite envious.

Liu Bufan: "No, you can't. If you find someone, will you stay together to do the test on the big weekend?"

Jiang Qingyan thought: Indeed, unless you also have a partner named Bai Juan, but Bai Juan is the only one.

He said in a sullen tone, "Is there anything more interesting than studying?"

"This is not only assimilated by the class teacher, but also assimilated by Bai Juan."

Liu Bufan had fun while filming.

The price of this paper can double again.

Others asked winkingly: "Brother, you guys... who is chasing whom?"

Jiang Qingyan wanted to say that she was tired mentally, but she was herself in action.

"Adore each other." Jiang Qingyan raised the corners of her lips.

"What's going on, so you are already together? Is it the same as before?" Liu Bufan was surprised.

Jiang Qingyan fell into deep thought: It seems true.

"You guys are very personal, this kind of love that seems to be there, especially like—"

Jiang Qingyan interrupted: "Study is the most important thing." Although he said so, he was also a little puzzled.

Although he had already made it clear, Bai Juan did not give a clear answer.

He used to think that Bai Juan was being shy, maybe...

One person exclaimed, "Brother! Are you being tricked by a scumbag?"

Jiang Qingyan threw a pillow over it: "Be careful what you say."

First, how could Bai Juan be a scumbag?

Second, do you look stupid enough to be scumbag?

Liu Bufan also said: "Impossible. Judging by his appearance, Brother Jiang is the scumbag."

Jiang Qingyan: "...Just treat it as you are praising me."

The holidays are over, and the final exams will soon come as scheduled.

The excitement of the whole grade has faded away, not only the second class and the third class, but the whole school is twisted together, the students with good grades are either soaked in the office to answer questions, or are surrounded by others to answer questions.

Bai Juan has completely become the center of the class in the third class, and Jiang Qingyan's situation is even worse.

Jiang Qingyan was hand-picked by the head teacher as the "Question Answering Teacher" to serve the students around the clock.

Good students hope to achieve better results again, while poor students are eager to turn around and live a better life during the holidays.The students who originally learned to paddle and fish are also revived at this time, and they can't wait to seize all the time.

Therefore, Jiang Qingyan and Bai Juan were obviously separated by a wall, and they couldn't see each other during the time before the exam.

But thanks to answering other people's questions during this time, Jiang Qingyan felt that she had never been so well prepared.

Not only knowledge reserves, but also mentality.

When a question is told to others many times over and over again, it is either driven crazy, or it becomes calm and hopeless.

Jiang Qingyan was already in the latter state.

The final exam this time is still ranked according to the ranking, Jiang Qingyan looked at her own exam room - "Tenth Exam Room".

Not only the tenth, but even the seat is in the middle.

The ranking was too low, and it took a long time to find a seat, Jiang Qingyan sighed.

As soon as he entered, the air in the tenth examination room froze.

Although Jiang Qingyan's word-of-mouth has recovered recently, most of the people in this examination room have never met him. Even in a peaceful and friendly campus environment, the word "school bully" still has a mysterious and terrifying color, which is something that ordinary people would find fear.

Jiang Qingyan hasn't slept well for the past few days, and her complexion is even worse, especially gloomy.

As he sat down in his seat, everyone who was still communicating with each other shut their mouths at the same time, but glanced at him.

After a while, everyone felt that Jiang Qingyan was not as tyrannical as the rumors said, so they gradually relaxed and continued to do what they should do.

Suddenly, a man galloped in, stopped respectfully beside Jiang Qingyan, bent [-] degrees, and stretched out his hand: "Your pen."

What a big scene, everyone fell silent again.

Jiang Qingyan covered the black pen that had left behind the topic just now, and sent him off: "Okay, let's go back."

It's just a pen, why is it so stupid.

Jiang Qingyan didn't notice the change in the atmosphere.

There was also a student named Dong Hongsheng in the examination room who was also a class two student. He was poked by the back table and asked about Jiang Qingyan. Seeing everyone's cautious appearance, he nodded deliberately and sadly: "It's very powerful, don't mess with it."

The test was physics, and Jiang Qingyan came in a hurry and realized that she didn't bring any pencils.

So he looked around to see if there were any acquaintances he could borrow. Wherever his eyes met, everyone avoided making eye contact.

Jiang Qingyan looked around for a while, and said hello, "Dong Hongsheng, do you have a pencil?"

Dong Hongsheng jumped up immediately, flipping through his pencil case in a hurry, almost knocked over due to his haste.

"Brother Jiang, here." He also made a ninety-degree bend.

Jiang Qingyan took the pen from his palm, and was a little stunned: "Okay, thank you." It's all about Hong Xing and Shao Xianduijia's fault.

Dong Hongsheng retreated and left the stage with small steps: The drama masters of the second class were devoted to adding bricks and tiles to Jiang Qingyan's reputation.

At the beginning of the exam, the people in the tenth exam room found that Jiang Qingyan's sense of presence was stronger: Huihui handed in the papers early, which was astonishingly fast.

Jiang Qingyan, a terrifying existence.

On the other side, there were always a few people coming and going in the first examination room, and Bai Juan saw many familiar faces at the door.

When they met again this time, they got closer to Bai Juan and took the initiative to chat with Bai Juan.

But there was another person behind him, and Bai Juan's sense of urgency was gone. He planned to write the questions slowly and finish the exam, but a figure walked past the entrance of the exam room every time - it was Jiang Qingyan who handed in the papers in advance.

In order to avoid affecting other candidates, those who handed in their papers in advance cannot stay in the examination room, so Jiang Qingyan could only pretend to pass by.

That's why Bai Juan noticed Jiang Qingyan after passing the second test.

Bai Juan felt that this was a silent provocation.

After the exam that day, Jiang Qingyan waited early for Bai Juan to go to dinner together, seeing Bai Juan surrounded by people from the first exam room and smiling happily.

"How did you do in the exam?" Jiang Qingyan asked.

Bai Juan said: "It should be good."

Jiang Qingyan: "Me too."

The others were still listening, but the next moment Jiang Qingyan and Bai Juan took the initiative to match the answer.

People with poor mental quality retreated one after another, for fear of being affected by the mentality of the next exam.

While Jiang Qingyan and Bai Juan went to the cafeteria, they almost got the answers right.

"It seems to be about the same." Jiang Qingyan said, "I have a great chance of winning."

Bai Juan: "No chance."

The two of them were happy that they got the right answer, and the others who were walking aside heard it wanting to cry.

The remaining two days of the exam were similar, but in order to preserve a sense of mystery, neither of them answered the questions again.

When the last English test was finished, the whole school was liberated.

Jiang Qingyan was called by the class teacher, saying that he was going to invite him to dinner and reward the class cadres who had worked hard.

Jiang Qingyan felt that it would be a bit expensive to have a meal and another night of class, so she quickly refused on the grounds that she had something to do at home.

As soon as he returned to the classroom, all the classmates sent him dinner invitations one after another.

——Jiang Qingyan felt her popularity as monitor for the first time.

The Propaganda Committee proposed a class dinner, after all, we won't be able to get together next semester.

Now that we have talked about this, it is naturally impossible to refuse.The class counted the number of participants, and Liu Bufan was the best at making troubles, so he immediately took matters into his own hands.

Jiang Qingyan originally planned to ask Bai Juan if he would like to come together, but the third class is currently in the process of distributing holiday homework and safety education.

The classroom door was closed tightly, and the teacher on the podium was also speaking seriously.

Jiang Qingyan thought about coming back later, so she went back to the classroom first, but before she could think for a while, Bai Juan had disappeared.