MVP in the next examination room

"Shall I come first?" Tang Ran turned to look at the several accomplices who were bowing their heads and said nothing, and volunteered.

Feng Zhizhong squinted at him: "You are the finale."

Although Feng Zhizhong graduated from the Department of Mathematics, he should also be good at Chinese.He said that making Tang Ran the finale would really make Tang Ran the penultimate performer on stage.

Listening to people's self-criticism is actually quite boring. If you listen too seriously, you will get sleepy, and if you don't listen carefully, you will be yelled at by the head teacher. In the atmosphere of "I'm guilty", the best choice is to bow your head and make a confession.

But it was different when Tang Ran took the stage.

The whole class was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

It is no exaggeration to say that he revitalized the entire venue by himself.

Tang Ran leaned on the podium with one hand, shook the manuscript paper with the other, cleared his throat, and read an advertisement first: "Universal self-criticism book, you deserve it! Sanda don't slip some universal self-criticism book and order Com! Whenever you make a mistake Wrong, whether you are late, fail a class, or other things, you can use this review book! You don’t need to change anything, just in case you need it! Sanda don’t slip away, order the universal review book and order Com!”

The people below suffocated for half a second, and burst into various pig calls.

Although Feng Zhizhong should have been "polished" by Tang Ran in theory to sit firmly like a mountain, unmoved by wind and rain, in reality, he still couldn't control his eyes like torches, waves like anger, and the mountains and rivers outside and inside Tongguan Road.

It's so fucking annoying... Others handed in a handwritten version, but he handed in an electronic version.

It is still the "universal review book" downloaded from the Internet.

……

In the cheerful atmosphere, only Yuan Che, who was about to take the stage, couldn't laugh.

Careless.

Before school was over last night, Tang Ran held up the written self-criticism and gave him a look.The handwriting is indeed imitated, and the content is quite satisfactory-at least the first page looks like this.

Yuan Che didn't say anything more.

So Tang Ran gave this review to Ren Yuzhen, and asked him to pass it along with him, and then he went home and downloaded a copy from the Internet to make do with it.

Yuan Che came onto the stage holding two pages of manuscript paper, and the gloomy aura instantly brought Tang Ran's heated scene back to freezing point.The students in the audience fell silent in unison, and lowered their heads in unison to resume their confession.

Yuan Che finished reading the first page without emotion, then stopped, and was about to stop there and step off the stage, but he heard Lao Feng say from the side: "Continue, read as you write. Don't be shy to read out now that you have written it. "

Yuan Che hesitated for a moment, and opened the second page that made him suffocate.

He closed his eyes and sped up his speech.

"... Wilde said I can resist everything but temptation. I think so too."

"But to be precise, what I can't resist is mainly the temptation from the next table."

"When he sent me an invitation to join the action, I fell into a deep confusion. At that moment, I seemed to hear the ancient call from Acheloids."

……

The crowd who bowed their heads in "repentance" raised their heads in astonishment, listening to Yuan Che chanting non-stop shocking words in a cold tone without fluctuations, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, strangling his thigh desperately under the table .

"His voice is very magnetic and pleasant to the ear. It caused a huge wave in my heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time. I know that if I reject him, my heart will never be at peace."

"Reason tells me that I should resist temptation and abide by school discipline... But I remembered that Oscar Wilde once said that the only way to get rid of temptation is to give in to temptation."

"After a fierce struggle, I listened to my inner voice."

"...Although we made a huge mistake this time and caused some troubles for the teacher, we are not without a bottom line. It is especially worth mentioning that we did not disturb other students' studies..."

Although Yuan Che couldn't see any emotion on the surface, he had already greeted Uncle Tang Ran ten thousand times in his heart.

Is this a fucking review written by a human being!ah?

What kind of colorful thunderbolt flash eggs are you talking about?

Is it intentional at all? ?

Yuan Che finished reading the two pages of inspection without changing his expression, put the paper away, and returned to his place.

Tang Ran was still immersed in his own writing and couldn't extricate himself: "This article is well written, the best among the five."

Feng Zhizhong couldn't stand the book and went over to slap him on the back: "Did you evaluate it!? Did you evaluate it!? Do you think you are talking about composition?"

Someone at the bottom couldn't help whispering to the tablemate: "Yuan Che usually looks so cold, so he has such a lot of drama inside?"

Yuan Che's desire to beat someone could not be fulfilled for the time being, and when he was secretly lucky, he suddenly realized one thing - no wonder Tang Ran said that his review level could be on the "Fan Wen Wall", this kind of inspection, who the hell is it? Don't want to paste it on the wall?

He glanced at Old Feng's face from the corner of his eye, and felt that this review paper was probably comparable to a combustion accelerant.

Not only did it not extinguish the fire, but it also went up a level.