Million UP school god plays me every day

Xie Lan was still confused until he returned to his seat and got the comprehensive examination paper.

Is the word "correct style of study" still the meaning he understands?

Also, how many cameras has Dou Sheng broken?

The classroom is very quiet, only the rustling sound of the pen falling on the roll of paper.Last night, Xie Lan only made an impromptu surprise on the Chinese terms of mathematics and physics, and it was basically over when it came to chemistry.

I saw an unremarkable volume, and the whole article was-hydrogen helium lithium beryllium boron carbon nitrogen oxygen fluorine neon sodium magnesium aluminum silicon phosphorus sulfur chloride argon potassium calcium.

In Xie Lan's eyes: *$#&*@?

He flipped to the last page and let out a laugh.

"Mom." Che Ziming muttered in front of him, "The newcomer was tortured by the exam and went crazy."

Xie Lan simply chose to do physics first.

After making the choices and filling in the blanks, he couldn't help but think, it's been almost an hour, and Dou Sheng hasn't come back yet.

Will not be killed.

Just as I thought of this, there was a knock at the front door of the class, and someone slipped in from the door, and returned to their seats under the angry glaring of the invigilator.

Xie Lan glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

There is no obvious injury on the face, but the hair is a little more disheveled than in the morning.

The answer sheet was still in a rush, and he didn't even need a scrap of paper. After tapping the pen tip twice along his line of sight, he immediately checked the option and quickly ticked it off, as if he didn't have much time left.

With 1 minute left before the roll-up, Hu Xiujie appeared at the door.

Standing behind them were three guys—long-haired and short-haired, ruddy-faced "earth dogs" with bruised noses and faces. "Earth dog" was a little ashamed on his simple face.

The moment the bell rang, Hu Xiujie said coldly, "Dou Sheng, come out!"

"coming."

Dou Sheng quickly marked the last few strokes on the paper, got up and slapped the paper in the hand of the herring on the front table, and walked out through the front door quickly.

"Fuck it." Che Ziming stared, "It's agreed not to take the initiative!"

Yu Fei sighed, "It's crazy. Dai You go and see?"

Dai You turned the coffee bottle and frowned, "I didn't hand out homework or test papers, so I can't find an excuse to go to the office."

The three of them suddenly looked at Xie Lan at the same time.

Xie Lan: "Huh?"

Dai You smiled innocently, just like his good brother Dou Sheng.

"Student Xie Lan didn't get his textbook, right? You haven't had a long talk with Hu Xiujie after taking the exam for a day?"

The car jumped up against the case, "I knew you were going to the office, and I will show you the way!"

Xie Lan: "I didn't..."

Dai You interrupted him: "As a study committee member, I am also obliged to accompany you."

Yu Fei said with a downcast face, "Then how about... I go to eat?"

"dream!"

"..."

In fact, Xie Lan came to the office in the morning. At that time, there were people coming and going outside, but it was amazing that half of the corridor was deserted.

The door was not closed, and Dou Sheng was standing next to the window sill. The hem of his white shirt was scattered around his hip bones, making his side waist appear thin, but his figure was still tall and straight.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, he tilted his head to look out the window with a stern expression.

Changmao Bunchou was emphatically complaining to Hu Xiujie, and took himself out by the way.But Hu Xiujie's sharp eyes kept falling on Dou Sheng's face. After they finished speaking, she asked coldly: "I want to hear from you. Did you hit him?"

Dou Sheng looked away from the window, nodded, "I hit you."

There was a silent arrogance and refusal to bow.

Hu Xiujie asked, "Why?"

Dou Cheng smiled, turned his head and glanced at the two of them, "Spicy eyes."

The faces of the two of them were ugly on the spot, and Hu Xiujie, who didn't know the truth, looked even uglier. He patted the table and shouted: "You talk to me! Put away that lawless posture, I'm just used to you! Playing with mobile phones and cameras at school is fine. Now, you dare to let me pass the big exam like the placement test, and you dare not take it seriously! You also go out to fight, and the fourth class can't hold you, right? If you want to change shift, just say it!"

When she lectured people, her voice was as loud as a bell, as if she was holding a funnel and pouring words into people's ears one ton after another, even Xie Lan was stunned to hear every word clearly.

The entire corridor echoed heavily, and the students passing by in the distance turned around and left, no wonder there was no one around.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, Xie Lan looked at Dou Sheng who was frowning and silent, suddenly a little nervous.

He has already realized how crazy this brother is, and it is not impossible to quarrel with the grade director.

Unexpectedly, after being silent for a while, Dou Sheng loosened his brows, lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "I've finished answering the comprehensive science, teacher. I even used straw paper for physics."

Xie Lan: "?"

Hu Xiujie's face was numb, "Then I have to thank you?"

Dou Cheng pursed his lips, and then whispered after a while, "No, physics is my favorite subject, no matter how outrageous I do, I will not delay the physics exam. I have to be worthy of my teachers and parents, and more importantly, my ideals. do not worry."

The faces of the long-haired duo were shattered by the play.

Hu Xiujie sneered, "Your ideal has become my physics again? Didn't you tell Teacher Ma that it was mathematics last week?"

While talking, she dragged Dou Sheng in two steps, and pushed the open window to the side to let in the cold wind.

The car shrank behind Xie Lan and shook his head, "I'm going to laugh."

Xie Lan subconsciously asked, "What does Yue mean?"

"It's just vomit. It's an onomatopoeia. When you vomit it, it starts with yue." Che Ziming said earnestly, "Returnee, you still have a lot to learn."

He just said it casually, but Xie Lan nodded seriously.

Although this onomatopoeia is a bit disgusting, it has to be said to be concise and vivid.

Chinese is really beautiful.

"Teacher, it's not." Wang Gou said suddenly, trying to speak Mandarin with that hoarse voice, "The words "spicy eyes" were satirized by classmate Dou Cheng. It was originally said to me by the two of them."

Hu Xiujie raised his eyebrows, "What did you say to you?"

Wang Gou was calm before, but now he was a little nervous facing the teacher, and his voice trembled.

"They think our words are harsh, and they don't allow us to speak. They started making up lessons early last week, and they couldn't get rid of them. They accidentally broke the precept in the latrine today, and they wanted to punish me. Dude got hit."

Hearing this, Dou Sheng turned his head to look out the window again in a daze.

"In the beginning, we also advised the big brother not to delay the exam, and the big brother listened to the advice, but okay, these two people don't listen to the advice! They will do it as soon as they come up, are we talking nonsense? We dare not. Attacking people from behind, if it wasn't for the fact that the boss is so light, like a Yan Hao in the cloud, so angry that he would not take the test today, and go to the hospital right now. Tell me, can you rely on others to fight back? No way! "

The more he talked, the more nervous he became, and the more nervous he became, the more talkative he became. He asked and answered himself, and there was a stand-up comedy.

Xie Lan doesn't know enough about traditional culture, but he still likes cross talk, with cadences and yin and yang weirdness, and he can listen to the excitement even if he can't keep up.

Wang Gou stopped, and explained tremblingly, "I'm sorry, teacher, I like to cheer myself up when I'm nervous."

Hu Xiujie frowned into a knot, "What's wrong, fix it!"

"Good teacher."

Changmao yelled in a panic: "It's wrong for us to scold him, but we didn't hit anyone! They both have a reason for kidnapping, and it's even more wrong that we were injured when they co-authored it?"

Dou Sheng turned his head when he heard the words, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Xie Lan who was outside the door. The impatient emotion in his eyes paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect Xie Lan to come.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze, walked up to Chang Mao, and grabbed his collar with his hand.

Hu Xiujie immediately shouted: "Let go of Dou Sheng! Lawless!"

Xie Lan stared at that hand, it was slender and fair, and every joint was very powerful when it was clenched tightly.

So lovely.He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Playing the violin for so many years, when observing a person, he always subconsciously observes the hands first. Dou Sheng's hands are the most beautiful he has ever seen.

Dou Sheng snorted, "Are you quite logical? You bullied people, and you made an appointment for the fight first. You insulted the same Chinese with a little dialect. I thought you were crazy, but you got hurt even if you got hurt. Come out and say? I was seriously injured, did I tell you?"

Hu Xiujie was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at him, "Are you injured too?"

"I'm hurt." Dou Sheng let go of his hands, thought for a while, and supported the lower part of his lower back, "The tail bone hurts."

Che Ziming lay behind Xie Lan and muttered in a low voice, "That's called the tail vertebrae."

Hu Xiujie became visibly nervous, "Bone hurts?"

Changmao scolded: "Are you a fucking human being? I didn't hit your lower back!"

"Why didn't you hit me?" Dou Sheng casually raised his hand and pointed out the door, "He saw it all, and he checked my injury when he got back to work."

A whole room of people turned their heads and stared at him.

Xie Lan was stunned.

Hu Xiujie frowned, "It's the exam, what are you two talking about in the back row?"

Dou Sheng lazily said: "It's nothing, just pull up the waistband of your trousers and let him have a look, it's a matter of a second."

Xie Lan: "??"

"Really." Dou Sheng looked back at him calmly.

Che Ziming poked Xie Lan in the back, "Oh my God, did you still see the inside of his trousers?"

Xie Lan is numb.

After a long time, he hummed expressionlessly.

Fucking bitch.

He greeted in beautiful Chinese in his heart.

There was also an English test in the evening self-study, and Hu Xiujie didn't detain him for too long, saying that the matter was not over yet.

When Xie Lan and the others came back first, they were already handing out papers, and Dou Sheng was a few minutes later than them. He returned to his seat under the watchful eyes of a group of owls, looked down at the papers, and turned a blind eye to Xie Lan's heshan eyes.

Hu Xiujie appeared at the front door right after him, with a look as if he had swallowed a razor blade: "You just float, just do it. Today I just listened to the teachers of various subjects complaining about your poor exams. Wait for me to talk to you one by one!"

The class was silent.

After a while, Hu Xiujie left, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to listen.

The English test is a bit of an idiot.

Jane is not easy to say, there are some key questions that make Xie Lan, half of the British, confused.

The extremely boring test paper triggered the jet lag reaction that had been suppressed for a day. Xie Lan quickly finished answering the paper and lay down on the table, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

This sleep was very deep, until the piercing bell rang, and the group leader came and took away the test papers under his arm.

It took Xie Lan a long time to break out of the nightmare, and he raised his head in confusion. Before his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw a male teacher striding onto the podium.

He is in his 40s, with gentle and radiant eyes.He greeted the English teacher, patted the desk and said, "Hey, don't leave school, let me ask first, where is the new classmate Xie Lan?"

Xie Lan raised her hand half sleepy and half awake.

The male teacher rolled up the thermos cup in his hand with a happy face, "I just finished a part of the paper, I couldn't help but come to recognize the person first. It's amazing, this set of papers can give me a full score! Famous math group, what are you doing?" It's a first-timer who became famous in one battle."

What a long string of words.

Xie Lan was still digesting in a daze with half-closed eyes, and the owls in the room blew up.

Che Zi's bright eyes stared round, "Full, full marks??!"

Herring couldn't help turning his head back, and muttered "Damn" with a complicated expression.

"This paper is one hundred and fifty??"

"My day, didn't you say that foreigners are not good at math?"

"What the hell!"

"Let's mess things up!"

"I'm devastated."

Among the frying pans, only Xie Lan's left side was quiet.

——Someone from Dou who also fell asleep in the examination room at some point.

A few seconds later, someone woke up by himself, sat up slowly, and rubbed his red forehead.

Barely regaining consciousness in his black eyes, he glanced at Xie Lan first, then at the top of the podium table.

Dou Sheng's voice that didn't wake up was lower than usual, and a little softer.

"What is called a full score?"

The accent is on "a".

The old horse raised his eyebrows like a gloating long-eared owl: "Don't think about it, I will pick out your paper first and approve it. The last question under the root number 240 three is not simplified, and two points will be deducted."

Dou Sheng: "...Oh."

A word "oh" in a low mood, like a refreshing talisman slapped on Xie Lan's forehead, is more refreshing than a handful of peppermint.

Xie Lan glanced to the left, and said softly, "Next time, you can copy the common square roots on the composition paper."

Dou Sheng: "Huh?"

He stared blankly at him for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice, "I'm quite revengeful."