I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

Her tone was neither salty nor weak, and she couldn't tell whether she agreed or denied. The four of Wu Hao exchanged a look, and they were all a little uneasy.To be honest, the performance of this play is really enjoyable, but looking at the exams over the years, almost no candidates would choose to perform the content they have today.

If there is no precedent, it will appear different.

Alternative, there will be severe criticism.

"it's me."

When the four of them were worried, Nan Yirong took a step forward and met the eyes of all the teachers with a calm demeanor.

The examiner looked at him, lowered his head and took out his personal information card: "Your name is Nan Yirong?"

Nan Yirong nodded.

"Then can you answer my question? Why do you want to act in this kind of science fiction drama?"

The examiner put down his data card, interlocked his fingers, and leaned forward a little bit, "I have been an art test invigilator for more than ten years. You or you are the first one to jump out of daily life to present a sci-fi disaster. episodic."

Nan Yirong looked as usual, and replied: "I believe we are definitely not the first to have such an idea. The previous candidates did not act like this, maybe they have some concerns. We dare to act like this because The rapid development of technology today gives us confidence and the courage to create the impossible."

I didn't expect to hear such a positive speech when I took the performing arts test. While many students thought it was funny, they also felt a little admiration for the boy who stood in front of others and spoke seriously.

With this eloquence and acting skills, he will definitely thrive in the entertainment industry in the future.

The examiner was also taken aback by what he said, and she shook her head when she came back to her senses. At this moment, a smile gradually appeared on her face, "As expected of a student from Dongcheng No. [-] Middle School, your awareness is high."

Nan Yirong smiled cooperatively.

"Very good." The examiner smiled, stared at him deeply, then looked at Wu Hao and the others behind him, and nodded affirmatively: "You are also very good."

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, and they took a step forward to stand side by side with Nan Yirong, and bowed to the invigilator together.

Because of being directly praised, Wu Hao was full of excitement when he exited the examination room, and he almost pulled Nan Yirong to ask for help.

Li Ran walked beside them wearing sunglasses and rolled his eyes towards the sky.

The two girls fell behind, watching them quietly.

All the way out of the school in harmony, the few left each other WeChat and parted ways.

The results of the entrance examination will not come out until the end of January. After Nan Yirong returned to school, he immediately entered a state of nervous review, because the first model was coming.

There has always been a saying that "the college entrance examination is determined by one model", and the school dare not be vague about this exam.

From the beginning of January, all aspects of the school’s resources began to favor senior high school students. Meals were delivered to the classrooms in the cafeteria, and senior high school students were no longer required to participate in the big class breaks that had to be assembled twice a day. It is also the story of the chicken soup of the counterattack seniors and sisters...

After this operation, many senior high school students including Zhang Ming said that they felt the warmth of home for the first time.

Nan Yirong followed Ran Yuanxing's rhythm during this time, and he did what Ran Yuanxing asked him to do. It sounded a little blind and thoughtless, but in fact the effect was remarkable. increase.

With progress, his nerves are not so tense, but Ran Yuanxing has been under a lot of pressure recently——

Yimo is the joint entrance examination of the 1th school. Dongcheng No. 1 Middle School has always been the leader in the [-]th school. In the past, the No.[-] of Yimo came from Dongcheng No. [-] Middle School. This time, the goal of the school leaders is to win No.[-]. The pressure was on Ran Yuanxing.

Ran Yuanxing is the best in school, and although he is also excellent outside of school, it is not necessarily guaranteed to be the first.According to the gossip that Zhang Ming came back from inquiring, No. 1 from the High School Affiliated to East Normal University did their monthly exam papers last time, and the results they got were comparable to Ran Yuanxing, and they were opponents that could not be ignored.

So Ran Yuanxing now not only has to tutor his partner every day, but also has to deal with the extra homework assigned by the teachers of various subjects.

In just a few days, the number of smiles on his face has decreased.

Another night, the two stayed in the classroom after evening self-study.

Nan Yirong finally finished a math problem, looked up at the time, it was already 23:03.

He put down his phone and turned his head to look at Ran Yuanxing next to him: The boy lowered his eyes and focused on the test paper in front of him. The pen scratched the question on the paper, and then turned to the draft paper next to him, checking the formula line by line .

In the past, Ran Yuanxing basically didn't make drafts when doing the questions, and the questions came out after he had drafted them once. These days, he always filled a page of calculation process for the questions. math problem.

Another 20 minutes passed, and Ran Yuanxing still didn't intend to stop writing. Nan Yirong couldn't help but leaned over and reached out to touch his face lightly, "It's late, let's go back today, and do the math tomorrow."

"Soon." Ran Yuanxing took the time to look up and smile at him, then lowered his head and began to count.

Nan Yirong was helpless, yawned and lay down next to him.

He has been a little overwhelmed by the intensive review recently.

After another 20 minutes, Ran Yuanxing finally figured out the topic. He put down his pen, turned his head and found the boy with his arms folded, his face facing him, and his eyes closed.

The slender eyelashes cast two shadows on his face, reflecting the dark circles under his eyes.

Ran Yuanxing looked at him tenderly for a while, leaned over to pat him on the shoulder, lowered his head and kissed his eyes, and coaxed softly: "Baby, wake up, go back to sleep."

Nan also moved.

Ran Yuanxing kissed him on the face, and the boy finally opened his eyes slowly. He raised his head, his eyes were confused, like a ignorant kitten, staring blankly at Ran Yuanxing.

Ran Yuanxing smiled, this time he leaned over, lightly resting the back of his head with both hands, bowed his head and kissed his mouth lightly.

Nan Yirong closed her eyes meekly.

Getting better, Ran Yuanxing was about to pry his mouth open when he suddenly heard a crisp "ding bell" from behind him.

That was the sound of keys falling to the ground.

Ran Yuanxing let go of the boy in his arms very quickly. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to hide the boy behind him, and then followed the source of the voice——

At the back door of the classroom, Hu Minmin's eyes widened, and his hand was still in the position when the key fell off.

Ran Yuanxing's eyes were not very friendly, full of warnings from large carnivores to intruders. It was the first time Hu Minmin saw him showing such an expression, and he was a little scared.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, stood against the door with a trembling body, and then waved her hands stammeringly: "You, you, I, I didn't see anything, I, I left..."

Saying that, she didn't dare to look at the two of them any more, she didn't even care about the keys on the ground, and turned to leave.