There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

The two full-score test papers are neatly placed on the desk. The ideas for answering the questions, the steps to solve the questions, and even the positions of the red ticks symbolizing the marks of the examiners are exactly the same. I can't go down.

Either the two masters of the paper colluded with each other to cheat, or they both copied the answers at the same time, but the word "Qi Yu" on the name column seemed to remind everyone that copying the reference answers was absolutely impossible, because he himself was the correct answer.

The word "Feng Jiayang" in the name column of the other paper was the opposite, and it could even be described as horrible.

He is a troubled boy who has been at the bottom of the list all year round, and he has answered the phrase "If you don't learn the good, you will learn the bad".For such a student who struggled to pass the grade, he suddenly got full marks one day, unless he was struck by lightning.

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it yourself. Before the teaching office has worked hard enough, if you confess to be lenient and resist strictness, maybe I can be merciful and plead for you." Zhang Quan, the class teacher, straightened his glasses and said slowly As he spoke, he blew away the goji berries in the thermos.

Feng Jiayang stood aside, he put his eyes on the paper, it was exactly the same, even if he admitted that what he copied was not Qi Yu's paper at all, would anyone believe it?

"I don't know Qi Yu."

Zhang Quan waited for a long time to say this, a little anxious: "Feng Jiayang, do you think you are very good, as long as you want to copy, even Qi Yu has to obediently pass the paper in front of you, and I don't want to hook up with my class." What did you say, you hooked up with outsiders."

She slammed the thermos cup in her hand on the table with a "snap", and the more she said, the more angry she became: "You have completely embarrassed me."

Feng Jiayang has maintained a standing posture since the beginning, the bell for class has been ringing for a long time, and now it seems that the old class has no intention of letting him go, he is a little impatient.

The class that Zhang Quan took over from the sophomore class was just hearsay for Feng Jiayang, a poor student. Something out of the ordinary.

Only then did she give up the idea, thinking that it would be good for everyone to finish high school without affecting each other, but she was waiting for her here with all her strength.

The school office paid special attention to this math model test, and selected participants for the joint math competition held by various schools at the municipal level two months later.As one of the key middle schools in the city, Yangping No. [-] Middle School is determined to win the title of champion.

This is also the most troublesome part for Zhang Quan. If it were normal, students who violated the prohibition would be given serious warnings and demerits.But now this matter happens to involve Qi Yu, the school has already pre-appointed students to participate.

According to the regulations, Qi Yu is not eligible to participate in the competition if he helps others to take the exam. This is no less than winning the championship title and messing up the shit-stirring stick in front of him.

She couldn't figure it out, Qi Yu from Class Six, who is obviously a good kid with good character and academics, why would he follow...

Zhang Quan has been teaching for more than ten years, and she can't just watch a good seedling wither.She looked at Feng Jiayang, and patiently persuaded him when the topic changed: "If you really want to do well in the exam, you should study hard, communicate more with Qi Yu, and see what skills he has in studying, and be more open-minded and ask for advice."

After hearing this, Feng Jiayang wondered from the bottom of his heart, what can we learn from good students?drink wine?

Naturally, Zhang Quan didn't know that Qi Yu got drunk at the bar last night and bumped into Feng Jiayang's heart, so he wanted to continue persuading him.

Feng Jiayang couldn't take it anymore, and interrupted: "What is there to learn from him?"

As soon as the voice fell, the office door behind him was pushed open: "Mr. Zhang."

Feng Jiayang looked back.

Feng Yan, the director of the teaching office, walked in, followed by the head teacher of Class Six and Qi Yu, another person involved.

"Director Feng, Teacher Sun." Zhang Quan got up and pulled out two chairs from the side and handed them to them.

The three teachers sat on one side, and Qi Yu consciously stood on Feng Jiayang's side, facing the teachers.

"They're all here," Feng Yan glanced at Feng Jiayang, her tone was not very good, "Then don't waste time, just talk about what's going on."

Feng Jiayang casually looked at the person beside him. That person was wearing a school uniform, with the zipper on the top of the school uniform, and he looked very cute. Who would have thought that such a person would be drunk in a bar.

The "good boy" in Feng Jiayang's eyes spoke first, and said coldly: "I have never helped anyone take an exam. As for why the two papers are exactly the same, I think the teachers should ask another classmate. If you don’t copy my answer, I have the right to ask for an explanation for this kind of theft.”

Qi Yu complained word by word, which amused Feng Jiayang.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Yan frowned and looked at Feng Jiayang, "He's finished talking, what do you want to say?"

Feng Jiayang raised his head slightly: "There is nothing to say."

Qi Yu turned to Feng Jiayang. The person in front of him was half a head taller than him, with fair complexion and three-dimensional prominent features. Overall, he gave people a very arrogant feeling. He looked good but he deserved a beating.

"I didn't copy anyone's, I answered all by myself." Feng Jiayang said indifferently: "Anyway, the fact is like this, if you don't believe me, there is nothing you can do."

Feng Yan was completely angry: "What's your attitude, it's reasonable for you to co-author."

Zhang Quan handed Feng Yan a glass of warm water: "Director Feng, calm down."

Feng Yan took the water. Seeing that Feng Jiayang was not telling the truth, she turned to Qi Yu directly: "Tell the truth, I can apply to the superiors and try to give you another chance in the math competition in two months' time."

Qi Yu curled his fingers subconsciously, "This matter has nothing to do with me."

Feng Yan snorted: "One said he wrote it himself, and the other said it doesn't matter. You are all stupid teachers, aren't you?"

Then there was a "snap" on the two papers, and the voice raised: "The person who made the question is the teacher of the school, and the test questions and answers have been strictly guarded by the teacher before the test. During the test, you two are the front and back seats. Multiple-choice questions The same can be said, but now the steps of the big question are almost the same, how do you explain it? Could it be that the teacher leaked the question?"

Sun Wei, who was sitting by the side, almost choked on his own saliva. He is the author of this test paper.This mock test is of great importance. From the questioning to the test, it is done alone. There is absolutely no chance of missing questions, but he does not believe that the students in his class will do such a thing.

"Teacher Sun, what do you think?" Feng Yan threw the question to Sun Wei.

Sun Wei hesitated for a moment: "...the possibility of leaking the question is unlikely."

"He is really a good student cultivated by the school," Feng Yan got an affirmative answer, and her voice grew louder and louder, and it could be transmitted to the next classroom through the wall: "What a solidarity, cooperation and mutual help, do you feel that you are great? It's so great that the school can't accommodate the two of you, so what's the point of learning, get out as soon as possible."

Qi Yu's ears hurt from being yelled at: "I have nothing to say."

Feng Jiayang interrupted helplessly again: "It really has nothing to do with him."

"Everyone admits that you are still quibbling," Feng Yan threw the paper on the ground, "You really have the face, you go back and explain to your grandma yourself." After finishing speaking, Feng Yan pushed the door angrily and left.

Sun Wei sighed, led Qi Yu and left.

The office was quiet again, Zhang Quan pondered for a while, and said depressedly: "Go, go, don't be an eyesore here, go back to class."

Only then did Feng Jiayang move, and he came back after taking two steps.

Zhang Quan straightened up, not knowing what this bad boy wanted to do.

I saw Feng Jiayang reached out and pushed the thermos cup into the desk, then picked up a roll on the floor to wipe off the water stains splashed on the table, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, for causing you trouble. "

His voice was not loud, but Zhang Quan could hear it clearly.Feng Jiayang spoke very seriously, and Zhang Quan didn't fully recover from the shock until after he left.

Feng Jiayang pushed open the door of the office, and ran into a cold line of sight without taking two steps.

Qi Yu leaned against the wall as if waiting for him, Feng Jiayang took two steps forward.

"Bad students still apologize?"

Feng Jiayang paused, facing Qi Yu, his eyes met.Qi Yu's handsomeness is different from Feng Jiayang's, because his facial features are delicate and delicate, giving people a very clean feeling.

Feng Jiayang smiled, imitating Qi Yu's tone and retorted: "It turns out that good students can also eavesdrop on corners."

Qi Yu was not in the mood to chat with him, and asked straight to the point, "Do we know each other?"

"I don't know." Feng Jiayang answered crisply.

Qi Yu was still expressionless, and his tone was cold: "Then why did you copy my paper?"

Feng Jiayang took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took two puffs.When he took the third puff, a funny idea suddenly came to his mind, he tilted his upper body slightly and blew the cigarette on Qi Yu's face, explaining patiently: "I have said many times that I didn't copy yours, they didn't believe it ,what can I do?"

Qi Yu was not annoyed, and his emotions were not affected by Feng Jiayang's actions.He reached out and snatched the cigarette from Feng Jiayang's hand, took a puff without thinking, and scattered all the smoke rings out of his mouth on Feng Jiayang's face.

Before Feng Jiayang could react, Qi Yu's doubts came from his ears: "Is this how you smoke?"

He subconsciously took two steps back, frowning: "Fuck, aren't you afraid I'll beat you?"

Qi Yu stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can next to him, and said lightly, "If you didn't beat me to death, you would have to pay for the medical expenses. If you really beat me to death, you would come to accompany me anyway. .”

Feng Jiayang was amused again: "The logic of Xueba, how do you know that I will definitely accompany you?"

Qi Yu looked at him seriously, and said in a calm tone, "Turned into a ghost and came back to look for you." After speaking, he turned and left.

Feng Jiayang was stunned for two seconds, and then cursed at Qi Yu's back: "Fuck, crazy."

Feng Jiayang walked very slowly, he didn't want to go back to class so soon.He also guessed about the similarities in the test papers. It must be Sun Houzi who didn't understand. As for Qi Yu...

He scratched his head and walked towards the classroom irritably.