"Classmate, what about Chinese, how many marks can you get in the Chinese test?"
'Best in the game' scratched his head and said shyly, "It's more than 80..."
Everyone in the messenger gathering place seemed to have found a savior, and they rushed up, and some people stuffed cigarettes into his chest pocket: "Brother, please accept a little of my heart, please don't be polite."
"I've only seen an 80-point Chinese score in my dreams. How can you fall into our exam room with such a good score? You are a master of the common people who are underappreciated."
"It's really too strong, I'll give you a look later and throw the answer to me."
"Don't worry, brother has been in the arena for more than ten years, and there is absolutely zero risk. Even if I eat the answer, I will not let it fall into the claws of the invigilator."
"… "
The boy who was surrounded by circles fluttered all the way. He thought, he will try to stay in this exam room next time... It's a little nice to be a big brother.
Feel the power all over me!
No one has ever praised his failing grades like this!
Xie Yu sat in his seat and turned his pen, waiting for the invigilator to enter the class.
Holding the black pen with three fingers, he turned carelessly, circle after circle, he narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting a little sleepy.
He Chao poked Xie Yu's right shoulder with a pen: "Little boy, do you want an answer?"
The pen in Xie Yu's hand fell with a "pop". His fingers were slender, with particularly prominent knuckles, and he remained in that position without moving.
"You?" Xie Yu put his head on one hand, turned his body to look back at him, and said, "Forget it."
He Chao knew that Xie Yu had misunderstood, and the others leaned back, stretched out his hand with a smile, curled his index finger, and tapped Xie Yu's forehead lightly: "What are you thinking, of course it's not mine, it's the one over there. The little brother who is 60 in mathematics and 80 in Chinese..."
It was really light, as if it was just rubbing against it.
Xie Yu instinctively rejected this kind of contact. It was more appropriate to use the word "unaccustomed" instead of rejecting this kind of contact. He stood up with one hand on the desk, leaning forward, wanting to blow He Chao's head: "Follow me? You said don't always move your hands and feet."
He Zhao sat in the last one, the seat was still a little far from the wall, and he took a few steps back with the chair.
"You have a very energetic temper," He Chao said, "... be fine, don't make trouble, don't get excited."
The noise they made was a bit loud, and the others looked in the corner intentionally or unintentionally, and said they didn't know what they were doing. Let's say it's a fight, it doesn't look like much.
"What are they doing?"
"I heard from class 3 that Xie Yu and Brother Chao are a bit of a base."
"what?"
"I didn't quite believe it at first..."
"Which third-class student knows everything? The news in his mouth is true or false, just listen to it."
Then the bell rang again.
Director Jiang's voice came from the radio: "All candidates, there are still five minutes before the start of the test. Please return to the designated test center. The first test subject: Chinese."
The wording of the broadcast here is very rigorous, and the tone is soft, probably to ease the nervousness of the candidates for the exam, but Director Jiang suddenly paused, and then the style of painting changed again, and his voice suddenly increased: "Classmate, which class are you in? What?! It's time for the exam, and you're still fighting here, stop, come here, little brat, how dare you run..."
"… "
The broadcast was interrupted, and some students keenly heard the footsteps of high-heeled shoes in the corridor, and quickly reminded everyone: "Shh, the invigilator is here."
The noisy class fell silent in an instant.
He Chao didn't know how to write the word "Quiet" at all, so he stamped Xie Yu with the pen again: "I'll pass the answer to you later."
Xie Yu spit out two words coldly: "No."
He Chao: "Why not, eighty percent of the language."
Xie Yu Xin said that if you want a shitty answer, what if you accidentally score higher than you.
"It's too bad," Xie Yu found a reasonable reason, "the score is too high, it's not suitable for me."
The two invigilators who came in were Tang Sen and Xu Xia.
What a coincidence, these two have a close relationship with the second and third classes of high school.
Xu Xia was probably transferred temporarily. When she walked to the door, she asked, "Is this the class?" Lao Tang replied, "Yes, yes." Tang Sen held the middle-aged and elderly wolfberry health tea that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. As soon as he came in, he put down the tea cup, opened the test paper bag with the seal, and counted the number of test papers.
Xu Xia brought a cushion and a book. She glanced around, and when she saw He Chao, her expression froze unnaturally for a second, and then she looked away.
"Xu Xia." A classmate recognized it.
"I don't know, how is she, is the invigilator strict?"
"I used to be the head teacher of the third class, but then he was transferred... You ask Brother Chao, he should know better."
"Brother Chao, Brother Chao."
The one who was close to He Chao really asked in a low voice, after all, the quality of these two teachers' invigilation quality directly affects their fate: "Old Tang, I know that the female teacher next to him is not strict. ?"
He Zhao smiled and threw the pen in his hand on the table: "She."
He Chao just said two words and didn't say any more.
The classmate touched his head, not knowing why, he just thought He Chao's smile looked a little cold.
Regardless of whether the invigilator is strict or not, the cheating should still be done.
The performance of this group of people is not very good, they are very courageous, and they are playing with heartbeats.
Rounding up is simply a big action movie.
"There is still half an hour before the end of the exam, so hurry up and answer the questions. Those who haven't started writing essays should control their answering speed."
Xu Xia walked back and forth a few times without leaving. She sat on the chair and read a book. Tang Sen held a glass of water and wandered around the classroom: "Be honest, we come to school to learn not only knowledge, but more important than being able to solve problems. It's learning to be a man..."
As Tang Sen spoke, he turned around, and the ball-shaped answer sheet flew past him.
"I hope you don't cheat and show your true level. No, no, there is nothing to be ashamed of... We will try our best to get it right in future studies... "
The ball of paper just happened to hit the corner of He Chao's table.
No matter what question He Chao did, it was always five words, "give up, next question", with the exception of language. After all, I can understand Chinese, but I am not illiterate, so every time I take the Chinese exam, I will fill in the test papers to make up for the regret that other subjects cannot start.
After finishing the previous topic, he began to write the essay, writing so passionately that it was too scribbled to fit into the grid.
Seeing that Tang Sen was about to turn around again, He Zhao calmly reached out and held the paper ball in his hand.
Tang Sen really turned around, he stared at He Chao's roll face for a long time, his expression was a bit complicated, but in the end he didn't say anything. : "...Basic requirements, clear handwriting, roll surface points, which should not be deducted, pay attention."
Since the twenty or so people were all pointing to an answer, they discussed it for a long time, and finally discussed the attacking pipeline-style answer transmission mode.
The classmate who passed the answer to He Chao implied that he had finished copying it and passed it forward.
He Zhao gave him an "OK" gesture dashingly, reassuring him.
Xie Yu was still thinking that it should be about the same as getting 40-50 points in Chinese this time. Half of his test papers were blank, and he simply didn't fill in the answers for questions that he didn't plan to get points for.
He Zhao's level of answering questions with his eyes open and blind is beyond his reach.
In the Chinese class before the test, Lao Tang sent out two reading papers, which were assigned in get out of class and collected after class. He watched helplessly as He Chao filled in all the blanks earnestly, but he filled in all the stuff that didn't match his head. The answer sheet at the end was widely circulated in the class, and Liu Cunhao and the others were watching as a joke.
The topic of this exam essay is "Back View".
Xie Yu was working hard to stray from the topic, and his head hurt from researching off the topic. He heard He Chao whispering to him behind him.
Then he was stabbed twice in the back.
"Old Xie," He Chao whispered, "Hand, below."
"what?"
"Answer, reach out."
He Chao held the paper ball in his hand, leaned forward, and hid his left hand under the table, leaning against the wall, very concealed, and Xie Yu could reach it with his hand.
Xie Yu leaned back without looking, resting on the edge of the table with one hand, narrowing the distance between the two, he lowered his voice and said softly, "I said no."
"You don't want to, the buddies in front are still waiting to copy," He Chao tapped the bottom of the table with his fingertips and urged, "The fate of those few people is in your hands, do a good deed every day, and work hard to develop charity. "
The noise of the large fan in the center of the ceiling drowned out the conversation between the two, and a slightly hot breeze was blowing in from outside the window. The windows in the classroom are bright and clean, and there are seven or eight extra test papers on the podium, which are pressed by the chalk box, and the corners are rolled up by the fan, and it seems that they will fly in the next second.
Xie Yu reluctantly lowered his arm and stretched it back, but he couldn't touch it for a long time.
"where?"
"Just down there."
"No."
"Yes, you can touch again."
Xie Yu wanted to inquire about the enemy's situation, and asked, "Did you copy it?"
"Me? I didn't copy it." After He Chao finished speaking, he remembered Xie Yu's previous sentence, 'I can't afford it', and said, "...I thought about it, and I also can't afford it."
"… "
Xie Yu was so annoyed that he leaned back a few times, thinking that if he couldn't get him this time, he would just let them go and let them die. pointing fingertips.
Both were stunned.
The fan creaked and continued to spin.
There were only a few leftover chalk tips in the chalk box. Finally, the test papers on the podium could no longer be held down, and were lifted up by the wind. Xu Xia quickly closed the book and bent over to pick it up.
Xie Yu didn't let go, and He Chao didn't withdraw his hand.
After a stalemate for a while, He Chao suddenly moved his fingers, and his index finger was slightly raised, just touching Xie Yu's palm.