I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

"You also said that I am the teacher, so now do you listen to me or you." I have to say that Lao Li's face is quite bluffing.

"Of course I listen to you."

Wen Yu rolled her eyes in her heart, and her subordinates speeded up to sort out the calculated steps on the draft paper and copy them onto the test paper. In less than 10 minutes, she also handed in the test paper.

Lao Li collected and corrected the test papers on the spot, and immediately recorded the scores in the roster beside him.

Wen Yu took a glance when he was handing in the paper, and he scored three or four points in total, one of them, Yiqi Juechen, pulled the gap of the others as wide as a galaxy.

Generally, there are two types of fast handing in. Those who see the questions are too difficult to give up and hand them in without finishing them.

Wen Yu knew who this great god was even after thinking about it with his feet.

"Don't leave yet, we need to figure out the note first." The male teacher who came to invigilate the exam stopped Wen Yu.

"Teacher, just check the answer on that note with mine."

The male teacher was skeptical, and checked the parts of her multiple-choice questions. Except for two or three places, everything else was in line.

"Some people rush to frame others even if they don't get the questions right." Wen Yu sneered, and glanced at Wang Xing's seat.

Wang Xing just came up to hand in the paper, and he was anxious when he heard this, "You cheated yourself and I framed you! Maybe you just deliberately corrected a few mistakes so that you don't look like you copied it."

"Then you said it was a note from Song Qiulin, what evidence do you have?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and you admitted it yourself."

Wen Yu smiled, "I have evidence, more evidence than your dog eyes."

"Who are you scolding!"

Wen Yu looked at him with a smile, and smiled without saying a word, the meaning was obvious.

"Isn't it good to compare the handwriting? Song Qiulin's character can be imitated by your dog's paw?"

Lao Li tapped his pen on the table and said in a low voice, "Come here and look at your test paper, and you're ashamed to say that other people's handwriting is ugly."

"...Then you are right."

The male teacher took out the paper and put it on the edge of the paper, and the comparison was indeed quite obvious.

Wen Yu leaned on the podium table to add fuel, "And the person who wrote the note is too stupid. He can write the third question wrong. Didn't he just talk about similar question types last Wednesday? Changing from short-answer questions to multiple-choice questions is not easy. Will it, huh?"

Her "heh" was mockingly spiritual, and Wang Xing immediately fell silent.

Wen Yu didn't think it was hot enough, so he took out the video recorder he had set up earlier from the hole of the podium table, "If you can still make excuses, go on quickly, there is still evidence waiting for you to overthrow it."

Wang Xing didn't expect that there was a video recorder hidden there. There was a row of holes in the drawer of the podium, and the dark camera was hidden inside. He sat under it for a long time without noticing it.

"Okay, I started arguing here before the time is up, get out of here." Lao Li said to chase people away.

Seeing that the two teachers didn't mention the note again, Wang Xing knew that his trick was of no use at all, so Qing walked away angrily.

When Wen Yu came out, there were not many people in the corridor, and the lawn outside was already wet—it had been raining for a while.

Looking at her watch, it was less than 10 minutes until the end. She simply leaned on the railing and waited for Song Qiulin to come back with an umbrella.

"Hey, have you seen the scores of the person in front of you?" Three girls came out and whispered in the corridor to answer.

"I see, the gap between the first and second points is too close, is it two points or three points?"

"Only three points, I confirmed it several times." The tall girl said, "It seems that Wang Xing didn't prepare in vain this time, and he is almost catching up with Song Xueshen's heels."

"No, it's only three points away from her. It feels like it's possible to enter the provincial team."

Wen Yu leaned his back against the wall and smiled. The three girls seemed to have just noticed her, and they quickly distanced themselves, and their voices became quieter.

"Sister Wen Yu! Sister Wen Yu! I knew you were still here."

Wen Yu turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, Yan Xun was running towards her panting, his bangs were wet on his forehead, and his school uniform jacket was rolled up in his hand.

"Why aren't you in the classroom at noon? I bought dumplings and couldn't find you." Yan Xun stopped in front of her, and opened the school uniform like offering a treasure. The facade was steaming steamed dumplings, filled with several disposables Plastic box, "You hurt your hand and haven't eaten for the past few days, okay. You must be hungry after using your brain again today. Take it home and eat it. I just went to grandma's to buy it."

"Didn't the phone tell you not to buy it? I can starve myself to death?" Wen Yu frowned and brushed her wet hair, "It's raining and you don't hold an umbrella and run out, begging for a cold Woolen cloth?"

"It wasn't raining when I ran out." Yan Xun lowered his head and stuffed the bag of dumplings into her hand, "Grandma knew you had the exam today and asked me to bring it for you. If you want to scold me, you can't just scold me." one."

Wen Yu almost laughed, and slapped her on the head, "Then grandma also told you to run around without an umbrella in the rain?"

"That's not true..." Yan Xun said in a low voice, as if suddenly remembering something important, he raised his head and stared at Wen Yu with star eyes, "I haven't asked how you did in the exam, the top three are no problem, right? !"

"you guess?"

"You tell me if it's okay, you must know." Yan Xun grabbed her arm and shook it.

Wen Yu is good at acting like a baby, but in fact, he really can't stand other people doing this with himself, and his whole body got goosebumps, and he quickly compromised, "Anyway, you can't lose, so don't worry."

"Really! Yeah!" Yan Xun jumped up again when he was happy, and spun around Wen Yu's neck twice.

When Song Qiulin came back with an umbrella, what he saw was such a "sisterly love" scene, and his face darkened instantly.

Wen Yu didn't notice her until she was two steps away, and immediately gave her a smile.

"At the same table, you are here."

Yan Xun, who was flying around Wen Yu with his wings just now, swallowed his food, half hid behind Wen Yu with his school uniform in his arms, and said hello obediently, "Senior Song, hello."

"Yeah." Song Qiulin nodded towards her without ignoring the bag in Wen Yu's hand, "Canteen or dormitory?"

"Let's go back to the dormitory first, the rain is freezing me to death."

"Then..." Song Qiulin turned to Yan Xun, his gaze fell on her empty hand.

"Ah yes, you just brought two, please lend my umbrella to Yan Xun, I will squeeze with you." Wen Yu said, took the umbrella and handed it to Yan Xun, "Hurry up and take a hot bath, Slow down and catch a cold."

"Oh." Yan Xun raised his eyes and looked at her pitifully, "Then you remember to eat dumplings, grandma said that today is the winter solstice, you must eat."

"I see, you nagging so much, you little brat."

"Goodbye, Senior Sister Song." Yan Xun did not forget to say hello to Song Qiulin when he left.

Wen Yu looked at Yan Xun's back running faster than a rabbit from behind, and smiled at Song Qiulin, "You are so scary, every time Yan Xun sees you, he is afraid of being like this."

"She's afraid of me, but she likes you." Song Qiulin took the umbrella to his left hand, and used his free hand to grab the bag in Wen Yu's hand.

"Then don't look at who celebrates her birthday every year. If you don't kiss me, I can't raise a white-eyed wolf."

"I can tell." Song Qiulin lifted his thin eyelids, and his gaze swept across Wen Yu's face, "It's quite close."

Wen Yu's whole body was fluffed up by her look, and he shivered and nestled into the umbrella and stopped still.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of water droplets falling on the umbrella surface was like hitting a stone. The tip of her nose smelled of damp soil. Wen Yu's eyes moved down and landed on the muddy shoes. Too close, I always feel close, and the restless emotion in my body grows wildly like spring vines.

"Come here."

Wen Yu nodded, moved a little, his shoulder accidentally bumped into Song Qiulin's and bounced off like an electric shock.

"Do I have thorns on my body?" Song Qiulin was half a head taller than her, looking down with a cold expression.

"No, I'm afraid it's not easy to walk close to you."

Song Qiulin turned back, but wrapped his right hand around Wen Yu's shoulder, and pulled her closer with a forceful gesture, "It's even harder for me to leave like this."

Someone who was restless was instantly slapped honestly by this slap.

The rain was too heavy, the umbrella was almost a decoration when stretched to the back, the trouser legs were soaked to the knees, and the school uniform jacket was also covered with raindrops. The only thing that was not wet was her bandaged right hand and head.

"It's here." Song Qiulin stopped before the steps of the dormitory, closed the umbrella and shook the water droplets, "You go up to take a shower first, and I'll borrow the microwave oven from my auntie to heat the dumplings."

"it is good."

Normally, they take a shower after evening self-study, but there is nothing they can do after getting drenched all over today.

Wen Yu took off his coat, brushed off the water droplets on the surface with his hands, and then put it on a hanger to hang on the bedside to dry. The air conditioner at this level will be completely dry in half an hour.

The toilet in the dormitory is very narrow, but relatively speaking, there is an advantage. The heat does not dissipate quickly, and it will be very warm when taking a shower in winter. Wen Yu wrapped his right hand with plastic wrap, took a quick shower, and heard the door of the dormitory when he was getting dressed. There was a ring, and footsteps came in.

If it was Zhang Youyuan and Tang Yi, they should come back together, so don't guess, the one outside must be Song Qiulin.

Wen Yu speeded up the speed of dressing, and came out with a red face, and white steam was still bubbling from the toilet behind him.

Outside, Song Qiulin had already taken off her coat and was sitting on the bedside wearing only a black high collar. There were steaming dumplings on the table. She didn't know where she got a bottle of vinegar.

"Let's eat together." Wen Yu opened the two big boxes of dumplings, and brought a box to Song Qiulin, "You didn't have dinner anyway."

Song Qiulin sat without moving, her brows were knit together, and Wen Yu noticed that her lips were a little pale.

"you're uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Qiulin stood up, grabbed the change of clothes on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll take a shower first, you can eat."

She walked away quickly, and before Wen Yuren could react, the toilet door was closed, and after a while, there was the sound of water, and steaming steam came out from the ventilation window under the door.

Wen Yu was about to stand up and put the dumplings back, but when she straightened up, she accidentally lifted her arm to Song Qiulin's school uniform hanging by the bed, and her soaked sleeves made her shiver from the coldness.

Wen Yu put down the things in his hand, and took off Song Qiulin's school uniform to look at it, only to find that most of the left shoulder of her school uniform was soaked. kind.