MVP in the next examination room

The next day, before the first class, the English class representatives filled the classroom and handed out homework brought back from the office.

"Hey, brother, here." Tang Ran watched the class representative hand out the last copy, and waved his hand to signal him, "Not mine."

"Ah?" The class representative scratched his head, "But I carried them all over...Brother Ran, are you sure you handed it in?"

Tang Ran glared at him dissatisfied: "I, the first one to hand in, put it on your desk yesterday."

"Oh..." The class representative thought about it for a while, "I missed one copy? No, I'll go back and look for it."

Tang Ran was not in a hurry at all, and even comforted the get out of class representative casually, saying that it would be fine if he couldn't find it.

He propped his head up, looked at Yuan Che sideways to the south, and said, "Friends on the other side of the mountain, have you made friends?"

Just as Yuan Che was about to fall asleep in a daze, Tang Ran called his soul back with a slap in the face, and said irritably, "No, get lost."

The English class representative hadn't cleared up the mountains of textbooks and reference books on his desk when the class bell rang.

The English teacher came in with the teaching material and a set of practice questions in his hand, and instead of shouting "class", he announced a message: "Students, in this class, we will focus on the test questions assigned yesterday. This set of questions is very difficult. It is not easy to achieve more than 120 points."

She paused, and then said: "Among the handed-in assignments, only one student got all the multiple-choice questions right. The teacher was very surprised."

"Tang Ran, stand up."

The whole class was stunned for two seconds, and it was unknown who took the lead in applauding.

Tang Ran turned around politely and waved: "Thank you, thank you for your encouragement."

Yuan Che didn't applaud, but rested his chin on his arm and secretly slandered: What a fucking face...

In the next second, the English teacher rolled Tang Ran's exercise book into a roll, and he was caught off guard: "Where's the answer!? Hand it in to me!!"

Yuan Che was sobered up by the yelling, slowly sat up straight, and turned his face in Tang Ran's direction with the mentality of watching a play.

Tang Ran resisted calmly: "Teacher, I have no answer."

"Can you say it again?" the English teacher said, "You are all right in this kind of question, so I will ask you if you believe it or not?"

Tang Ran pondered for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I don't believe it either... This is definitely not my real level."

The English teacher almost laughed angrily at him: "It's good that you know. Hurry up, don't waste time."

"But, I really don't have an answer." Tang Ran's eyes were full of sincerity, "I copied Yuan Che's."

Yuan Che: "???"

The English teacher's knife-like gaze immediately pierced Yuan Che.

Yuan Che said calmly, "You fart."

Someone below suppressed laughter and neighed like a boiling kettle.

The English teacher frowned and stared at Yuan Che: "Where's your homework from yesterday!?"

Yuan Che still came late this morning, and the class representative didn't come to the classroom until after delivering the homework, so naturally he didn't hand it in.

The English teacher caught a glimpse of Yuan Che's exercise booklet on the corner of the table, pulled it over without saying a word, opened the two homework books, and compared the multiple-choice questions on the spot.

1 minute later.

"You two take your textbooks and go out together for me."

……

Tang Ran stood in the corridor with his back leaning against the wall, smiling uncontrollably.

The unspeakable happiness after doing bad things exudes from all over the body.

Yuan Che stared at him coldly, slowly moving his wrists round and round.

"Have you laughed enough?" Yuan Che said, "Have you laughed enough?"

"Wait a minute," Tang Ran replied calmly, "I'll laugh again."

Yuan Che didn't have that much patience, and approached him with an unkind expression: "You're quite happy, aren't you?"

"No." Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, Tang Ran quickly stood up straight, entered a state of alert, and tried to suppress the smile on his face, "Who knew that the one who copied homework was the same as the one who was copied."

A row of veins popped up on Yuan Che's forehead: "Fuck you! You copied my homework?!"

"Calm down," Tang Ran lowered his voice, "Calm down. Really, you are so good, who would have thought she would give us homework on the spot, and you did everything right."

Yuan Che felt that this was so fucking psychedelic.What's even more psychedelic is that I haven't handed over the answer in my stomach.

"It's still a long time before the end of get out of class," Tang Ran looked at his watch and said indifferently, "Why don't we chat for a while."