Not long after, the invigilator came in and distributed the test papers.
The test in the morning is Chinese.
Huo Yao was quite bald holding the test paper.
Among all the subjects, she dislikes Chinese the most. Looking at the densely packed pile of words reminds her of the days when she was tortured by those old stubborn people in the clan when she was a child.
The room full of ancient Sanskrit books was simply her childhood nightmare.
So after wearing this body, she has an instinctive resistance and dislike for Chinese, so it is natural for her to be biased.
Sighing silently, Huo Yao picked up the pen and began to write slowly despite the resistance in his heart.
When handing in the paper, although the whole paper seems to be written, but the correct rate... then there is no score.
In the afternoon is the math test, for Huo Yao this is the correct way to open the test.
Easy and simple, without any brainpower.
She had already been tricked by deducting points for her over-the-top answers, but she was quite careful this time and did not repeat the same mistakes.
After the exam, when I returned to the class, everyone was flipping through the books, estimating the approximate score for today.
"Miss Ju, do you feel that today's math problem is particularly difficult?" Meng Ying, who probably estimated that her score would barely pass, looked at Huo Yao with a sad face.
But after she finished speaking, she regretted it. This Ju Ju, who is ranked first in the national competition, asked her if she was not looking for abuse
Huo Yao tilted his head to look at Mengying, and let out a rare long sigh, "I think today's Chinese is very difficult."
"Pfft..." Meng Ying was stunned when she heard this: "Did I have an auditory hallucination? I actually heard a difficult word in your mouth?"
The one with a 'special' added in front.
"Although I'm excellent, it doesn't mean I'm omnipotent." Huo Yao blinked, and his tone was light and a little flat.
Meng Ying clutched her chest, being crit*N times every day.
"Isn't Chinese the easiest?" He hurriedly brought the topic back on track.
Huo Yao shook his head again and again, and said distressedly: "For me, it is the most difficult."
Meng Ying saw that she didn't seem to be speaking modestly at all, and then it seemed as if she had gotten a big news, "Then how much do you think you can score in Chinese this time?"
"I have finished all the questions, but whether I can pass or not probably depends on luck." Huo Yao dragged his chin with his hand, looking more and more melancholy.
I still miss the comprehensive model test of "National Knowledge Contest", so I don't have to be bald for Chinese questions alone.
Meng Ying was so shocked that her eyeballs almost fell out, "Miss Ju, don't tell me, you are biased!!"
Huo Yao glanced at her, "A normal student will have partial subjects, right?"
"That's the case, but the point is, are you a normal student?" Meng Ying asked soulfully.
He has won the first place in two consecutive competitions, can this be called a normal student? ! !
Huo Yao lazily took out the Chinese textbook from the desk, "I know you are jealous of my excellence."
The corners of Mengying's lips twitched, his eyeballs rolled around, and suddenly a wretched smile appeared on his face, and his voice was also a little mean: "If you fail Chinese, then your ranking in this monthly exam... oh hehe!"
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Son, you look gloating."
Meng Ying coughed, Le He quickly lowered the corners of her lips, and said in a serious manner: "That's not true, I just want to finish the monthly exam quickly and see the results soon."
Huo Yao let out a faint smile.
"By the way, let's go shopping together after school?" Meng Ying touched the tip of her nose and changed the subject.
Huo Yao shook his head, and flatly refused, "No, it's a private matter."
Seeing this, Meng Ying didn't force herself, and quickly sat back in her seat.
(end of this chapter)