MVP in the next examination room

Yuan Che was in a daze when he was woken up.

His grandfather said in a loud voice: "A classmate is looking for you, don't keep him waiting, it's cold outside—"

Yuan Che's half-consciousness was still immersed in the dream, he shook his head, and the first reaction was Shang Xiao, who took a breath and said, "Why didn't he come in."

Grandpa Yuan Che shook his head: "Who knows, get up quickly."

After hastily washing up, Yuan Che picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Tang Ran straddled his beloved car, and when he saw Yuan Che coming out, he whistled happily: "The early bird eats the early worm."

"..." Yuan Che said with a cold face, "I didn't tell you, my grandpa's house doesn't eat breakfast."

"I haven't forgotten," Tang Ran said, "but I eat it. Which store do you usually go to, let's go together."

Yuan Che breathed out soundlessly, and rode his bicycle straight out of the alley, pretending to be followed by an annoying tail.

……

Five or ten minutes later, the two sat together in Shang Xiao's small restaurant.

Shang Xiao's parents looked at each other in shock for a moment, but because of Yuan Che's presence, they didn't say anything.

Shang Xiao got up early today and had already gone to school, so he was unable to witness this historic scene.

Ten minutes later, the two stepped on the morning reading bell and entered the classroom together.

The whole class was shocked.

Feng Zhizhong was not in the classroom, and he may have come and gone.Ding Yifan raised his head from the textbook and shouted, "Boss Tang!"

Tang Ran looked over.

Ding Yifan said: "If you are controlled, just blink..."

Although Tang Ran is bold and unrestrained, he skips classes as he pleases, and the class leader always hates him, but there are two things that he has never done—one is being late, and the other is stepping on the bell.

Ren Yuzhen, the school committee member, also cleared his throat: "Well, our class's math homework is two books short, and it's one, can you two hand it in?"

"One to one": "..."

Tang Ran touched her unwritten exercise book, her heart sank.

Twenty minutes ago, Tang Ran followed Yuan Che into "Old Shang Early", properly opened the door to the new world, and was severely fanned by the signature chicken soup and rice noodles.

This person was so immersed in the delicious food that he couldn't extricate himself. He ordered another one after eating one, and forgot about the homework to be done.

That's all for other subjects, but the substitute teacher for the third subject of language, mathematics and chemistry is ranked in the top 3 "not easy to mess with". Tang Ran doesn't want to be invited to a tea party for not handing in homework.

He knocked on the edge of the podium, and mouthed to Yuan Che on the other end: "Homework."

A book of Chinese homework flew over.

Tang Ran caught it steadily, and suddenly remembered that one morning reading was not enough time for him to finish copying the three subjects. After quickly comparing in his mind, he decided to discard "language" and keep "hua", and threw it back to Yuan Che: "Thanks, I'll switch to chemistry."

"...Damn it, what did I see?" Jin Luo straightened his neck, looked at the homework flying around in front of the podium, and said in disbelief, "Brother Ran... want to copy Yuan Che's homework??"

"...Which one of them is less sober?"

The classmate sitting by the back door suddenly coughed heavily.

All the students who looked forward with their necks straightened lowered their heads in an instant as if they were reading seriously.

At the same time, Feng Zhizhong walked into the classroom with his hands behind his back, lowered his head and smiled, "Qin Shuo, your cough can't be cured, can you?"

"Yes..." Qin Shuo pinched his neck, feeling extremely painful, "The treatment was not timely, and it developed into asthma...cough cough cough..."

Those around heard wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and all of them blushed from holding back.

Feng Zhizhong slapped him on the back: "Should I suspend your classes for a few days for treatment?"

"No, no, no," Qin Shuo waved his hands again and again, "I'm afraid I'll miss the class! It's okay, I can still learn."

"What a waste of time!" Feng Zhizhong opened his mouth and scolded, "Where did you go yesterday afternoon!?"

Qin Shuo blinked and pretended to be stupid: "Ah? Didn't my dad call you to ask for leave?"

Feng Zhizhong sneered: "Your father is so drunk that he can't even speak clearly! Do you still have a conscience if you ordered him to lie to you?"

Qin Shuo murmured: "No shit, just tell the truth after drinking..."

"A [-]-word review, and work on duty for another week." Feng Zhizhong didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly issued a "judgment" opinion, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Jin Luo noticed footsteps approaching, and hurriedly read the text aloud.

The next second, Feng Zhizhong really stood beside him, and asked him kindly: "What did you watch just now, so beautiful?"

Jin Luo hesitated for a while, then said, "Look... look at your watch."

Feng Zhizhong said: "Have you read it well? If not, stand on the podium and watch it, it will be clearer there."

Jin Luo hurriedly said: "Okay, okay."

Feng Zhizhong snorted coldly and continued to inspect.

Yuan Che was lucky to be the next target.

He was reading a book with his head down, when a figure covered him on the left side, he said in a gloomy tone, "What time did you come today?"

Before Yuan Che could answer, Feng Zhizhong bent down, put his hands on the two corners of the table on the left, and said in a bad tone: "I came over at ten past six to have a look. You don't seem to be there?"

Yuan Che moved slightly to the left, and replied without any emotion: "06:30."

Feng Zhizhong half-closed his eyes: "You didn't listen to what I said yesterday, did you? What time did you set your watch in the morning?"

Yuan Che replied truthfully: "Not sure."

Feng Zhizhong's face darkened: "Who usually wakes you up in your family?"

Yuan Che paused for a few seconds this time before saying in a low voice, "Biological clock."

Covered by the podium and body, Tang Ran, who had a great time copying chemistry, was distracted and listened to the conversation on the podium with a muffled laugh.

With a gloomy face, Feng Zhizhong nodded to Yuan Che's table, straightened up and walked towards the door: "You, and Tang Ran, come out with me!"

Tang Ran: "..." How can this tm make up homework.

Tang Ran pushed the two chemistry books into the belly of the table, stood up suddenly, and said solemnly: "Boss, he lied! He actually went out very early today!"