MVP in the next examination room

Tang Ran reckoned that Yuan Che had at least been reprimanded when he returned home.After all, when he entered the class, he was confessed as a top student, but after the monthly exam, he became a "sacred beast" beside the podium.

No one in the family can bear this kind of gap, not to mention that there is such a "notorious" student sitting in a symmetrical position - even worse than a scumbag.

"Are you going home at noon?" Tang Ran asked the back of Yuan Che's lying head, "If you don't come back, I'll order takeaway together."

Before Yuan Che could respond, Jin Luo and Li Hong behind him rushed to answer: "No."

Tang Ran said, "Did I ask you?"

"Light it up for us together," Jin Luo clasped his fists, "Thank you Mr. Tang! Save the child!"

"Whatever I order, what do you eat? If you dare to choose, you will never come back." Tang Ran turned around and continued to study the back of Yuan Che's head, "How can you sleep so well? It seems that you are always sleepy every day."

Yuan Che automatically blocked Tang Ran, and lay motionless on the table.

Tang Ran quickly found a new way of communication: "If you answer, please raise your head."

"..."

"OK," Tang Ran happily snapped his fingers at the stationary next table, "I can't go back on my word."

"Mr. Tang," Ding Yifan also raised his hand positively, "I, me, me, take me too."

Tang Ran raised one eyebrow: "Why, Lao Feng also talked about you yesterday?"

"That must be." Ding Yifan put on a serious face.

"What did you say?"

"Personal hygiene," Ding Yifan pointed to his two desks - he was the only one in the class to occupy two desks, one for people, and one for piles of books, "He called me a pig's nest."

It was rare for Tang Ran to have no disagreement with Lao Feng's words: "That's right."

Others also agreed.

Ding Yifan: "..."

Even though Lao Feng had specifically told him before the monthly exam that he must tidy up the pile of books during the exam room, and take all unused books back to the dormitory, otherwise they would all be thrown into the trash can for him, but Ding Yifan still stubbornly put the The books were moved to the teacher's office in lumps, and after the exam, they were brought back in lumps, returning to the original pigsty shape at an alarming speed.

In order to get a takeaway meal, Ding Yifan did not hesitate to say harsh words to Tang Ran: "Tang Ran, listen to me, as long as you dare to order my share, believe it or not, I will dare to take your surname!"

"Damn," Tang Ran was shocked by him, "So spineless?"

Ren Yu, who was busy copying the plot of Fengyunjue, really couldn't listen to it anymore, and couldn't help raising his head: "Squad leader, you should be sober!"

"I can't wake up," Ding Yifan said, "Today's meal in the cafeteria is a bit high."

"What are you talking about, so happy?" The chemistry teacher on duty happened to come down from upstairs and stopped at the door of class 12, and the class fell silent immediately.

"Is there too little homework assigned, or did you not hear the class bell?"

Teacher Ren entered the door angrily and looked around for a week. Seeing that there were still a few people sleeping on their stomachs, he clapped his hands dissatisfiedly: "Those who know Zhougong, wake up and sit up straight! I'm here to announce a good morning to everyone." information."

The students looked at him in bewilderment, unable to think of any good news he could bring at this time.

"There is a monthly exam for the second department this week, don't you know?" Teacher Ren said, "After the unremitting efforts of me and the other teachers in the chemistry group, we finally got the chemistry test questions for their monthly exam! How is it? Surprised surprise!"

There was a lot of screams at the bottom, and before the howling was over, the chemistry teacher said: "Come on, class representative, send it to everyone now. How can the good time in the morning be wasted? Let's start from now and spend an hour and a half to test it." Take a moment. Treasure this gift, do it yourself, don’t turn over the book, don’t plagiarize.”

There were several knocking sounds on the table below.

"By the way, let's open the seats too, and let's all sit according to the student number, and simply create an environment for the quiz." Teacher Ren stood on the podium, patted the table with a blackboard eraser, "Everyone, act."

Accompanied by whining and whining noises, the tables and stools scattered in all directions.Tang Ran and Yuan Che's desks were also moved to the back, and the last seat to the north was directly against the back door.

Tang Ran sat in this position, and Yuan Che was across the aisle to the south.

The one sitting in front of Yuan Che is "Michelin logo", Qin Shuo's classmate.

The papers were passed from the first row to the back, and the paper "crashed" into one piece. Under the cover of this sound, Qin Shuo raced against time to find an "ally" for himself.

Qin Shuo looked at Ding Yifan who was sitting in front of him, and it took only half a second to give up the idea of ​​forming an alliance with him - he might not be crazy to invite the squad leader to cheat together.

There are quiet and well-behaved little girls on the left and right. Usually, if you accidentally hand in an assignment late, you will feel sad for a long time. Cheating is something that you will never do.

Rao Qin Shuo had no choice but to bow his head to Xueba no matter how displeased Yuan Che was on weekdays.

He turned around clutching his scarf, and discussed with Yuan Che in a good voice: "Then what, Brother Yuan, borrow me to copy later, okay?"

Yuan Che glanced at him, then lowered his head to write his student name.

Qin Shuo didn't give up, and smiled with regret: "Brother, I'll treat you to dinner after the exam."

"Wait?" Tang Ran suddenly interjected, "You didn't seem to have this attitude towards me last time?"

"Ah?" Qin Shuo scratched his head, "You mean the monthly exam last time? My attitude towards you... What's wrong, isn't it good?"

"I didn't mention you," Tang Ran said, "I said Yuan Che."

It was very refreshing when I borrowed his homework to copy last time.

Yuan Che looked up at him speechlessly.Tang Ran actually had no intention of asking him to answer. After asking, he said to Qin Shuo who was still twisting his neck and begging, "Forget it, he won't copy it for you."

Qin Shuo had no choice but to cast a hopeful look at Tang Ran—although it was far away, it was better than nothing.

Tang Ran refused more simply: "Get out."

What happened yesterday has not been settled with him yet.

The chemistry teacher clapped his hands twice on the podium: "A few people in the back have answers on their faces?"

Qin Shuo still looked at Tang Ran persistently.

Teacher Ren called out his name angrily: "Beast!"——The school committee's father's Mandarin is not standard, with a bit of an accent, and when he shouts the word "Qin Shuo", people always think he is cursing the street.

"..." Qin Shuo turned back in despair, staring at the "gift" brought by his father from the school committee.

Tang Ran didn't panic at all. Although he also couldn't understand the topic, he couldn't bear to make it up.

He started with the big ones.

The chemistry teacher fiddled with his mobile phone on the stage for a while, and then came down to inspect the grassroots. When he saw the northernmost row, he stopped for a long time in front of Tang Ran's desk.

"Do you know that this set of papers is not easy to get?" Teacher Ren stared at Tang Ran, frowning, "If you don't want to write it, just say so, you don't need to make up such nonsense to fool the teacher and yourself."

Tang Ran's handwriting is quite beautiful, majestic, neat and clean. It belongs to the kind that is in a good mood at first glance and will never be deducted by the teacher.

...But even if the writing is ugly, there is no point to deduct, because there are a lot of eloquent writing, and there is no one that can be picked out.

The chemistry teacher frowned and nodded at the paper: "Tell me what is written here? What is 'dihydrogen monoxide'?"

The student eavesdropping in front of him was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Damn it... water."

Yuan Che glanced to the right, saw the position of the question clearly, couldn't help turning to the back and looked, wondering what kind of question it was that allowed him to fill in such a fresh and refined answer.

——(2) The final product in bottle c is [] (fill in the name of the compound).

Although he hasn't done this question yet, Yuan Che can be sure that it is definitely not water based on the few keywords he scanned.

The chemistry teacher was a little angry, and asked Tang Ran: "Did you use your brain when you were doing the questions? Do you still want to write? Why don't you start from scratch? Do you choose to fill in the blanks and wait to copy someone else's?"

Facing the questions that were thrown at his head and face, Tang Ran carried forward his usual style, and first chose the question he wanted to answer the most-"Would you like to write it?" and said: "No."

It's a pity that Mr. Ren misunderstood what he meant and tacitly accepted that he was answering the last question.

He turned Tang Ran's paper to the first side, and said, "Then write it from the beginning and review the questions with your brain! If you fail this set of questions, you can go to my office to do it again until you pass."

Just as Tang Ran wanted to say that I didn't mean it that way, Teacher Ren turned around and looked over at Yuan Che's test paper.

He just glanced around and saw two questions that shouldn't be empty, so he patted Yuan Che on the shoulder vigorously: "And you, do well this time, show your normal level, or come to my office Rewrite it."

As soon as Teacher Ren left, Tang Ran called Yuan Che in a low voice: "We can't hide, why don't you cooperate? I'll write the choice, you write the big question, and we can exchange it later."

Yuan Che: "No, there's no need."

"Why isn't it necessary," Tang Ran said, "Divide the work and answer the papers to save time."

Yuan Che: "...There is no need to copy yours."

"No," Tang Ran insisted, "Think about it, I can help you eliminate 24 wrong answers."

There are a total of 24 multiple choice questions in the chemistry test paper.

Yuan Che: "..." It makes so much sense.

The chemistry teacher was still strolling, now he walked behind Ren Yuzhen and found that he had only made three choices.

Teacher Ren quietly watched behind him for a while, but Ren Yuzhen didn't notice it at all, folded the paper again, and secretly copied Fengyun Jue underneath.

... The school committee probably has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I didn't finish copying this time just now, and I have something on my mind. I have to finish copying before doing anything else.

Teacher Ren suddenly said, "Who asked you to copy this now?"

Ren Yuzhen trembled in fright at the voice, patted his chest to calm down, and then replied in a down-to-earth manner: "You."

"Fart!" Teacher Ren scolded his son without any softness, "I let you do the paper now!"

"...Okay, okay," Ren Yuzhen speeded up the copying, "Wait until I finish copying these two sentences."

The student next to him couldn't help laughing lowly.

Teacher Ren was angry and funny, and slapped Ren Yuzhen on the back, cursing, "Little bastard!"

The sound is not too loud, but the classroom is too quiet, the whole class can hear it.

After a brief inhalation sound, a burst of wild laughter exploded in class 12.

Teacher Ren didn't care about the joke and scolding, and he didn't react when he finished speaking, until he heard Jin Luo's loud voice: "I, scold, me, myself." I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Teacher Ren scowled and slapped the table angrily: "What's so funny, laugh again!"

It ended up laughing even harder.

While enjoying himself, Tang Ran raced against time to discuss cooperation matters with Yuan Che: "How about it, think about it."

Yuan Che turned his head slightly, just in time to see a pair of eyes on the small window of the back door, watching Ban Li closely.

He quietly motioned Tang Ran to look to the right.

Tang Ran turned his head, looking straight into Feng Zhizhong's sharp eyes.

"Fuck me." Tang Ran was startled, instinctively grabbed the calculation book, and pasted it against the small window.

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