Chapter 128 A meeting of scumbag students

Jin Heng caught it reflexively and found that it was the schoolbag he had dropped on the road yesterday. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wen Yan, only to see that the other person seemed to have a few more injuries than yesterday. He was most likely leading someone to seek revenge..

It's quite similar to his style, but it definitely doesn't include giving school bags.

Jin Heng wanted to brush off the dust on his schoolbag, but when he saw that it was clean, he had to retract his hand, put the schoolbag on his shoulders, and said two words seriously: "Thank you."

"laugh……"

Wen Yan sneered, the bruise on his face not fading, but showing no loss of publicity. He raised his eyelids, always feeling that the word "thank you" was quite ridiculous: "In addition to saying this, would you say anything else?"

Jin Heng keeps his head down most of the time, but when he stands straight, he is actually taller than Wen Yan.He holds a soy milk cup on the tip of his slender finger. His school uniform is white with short sleeves and a lapel. The jacket has blue edges on the side. It is lighter than Chongming's color. It is clean and timeless. The sun is shining on his shoulders. It can make many people look at him when he walks on the road.

Jin Heng looked at Wen Yan. His eyelashes were deep and thick, his pupils were black and white. They were clean and clean. He seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling. He asked Wen Yan for his opinion: "Well... thenWhat should I say?"

"..."

Wen Yan once again realized the fact that Jin Heng was taller than him, put his hands in his pockets, murmured a curse word in his mind, expressionlessly stepped on the basketball that had just rolled over under his feet, and kicked it towards the ball behind him without looking back.Group of people.

Xu Meng responded: "Fuck, this is basketball, not football!"

Wen Yan glanced over with a cold look, and he immediately silenced him.

Wen Yan bought a breakfast and threw a hundred pieces to the stall owner. While waiting for the change, he bit the soy milk straw and said with an emotionless threat: "If you dare to tell anyone about what happened yesterday,Do it at your own risk.”

learn.

After all, the school bully in Chongming was pinned to the ground and beaten by others. It would be really embarrassing if word spread.

Jin Heng grasped the shoulder strap of his schoolbag with both hands and nodded: "Yes, I know."

His hair is dark and soft, and his skin is fair. He is the kind of well-behaved kid who is most popular with his elders. This action makes him look like a primary school student. He is so well-behaved and so rude that people can't help but want to bully him.

Wen Yan couldn't help but look at him twice, thinking that he was like a soft bun, no wonder he was always being picked on. Without saying a word, he took the change from the stall owner, threw the coat that was about to slip off over his shoulder again, turned around and took it with himThose people from Chongming left.

The stall owner realized that he hadn't picked up the breakfast he bought, so he shouted several times from behind: "Hey, classmate, you left your things here!"

Two tea eggs, one fried dumpling, and one fried dough sticks wrapped in glutinous rice were placed alone beside them, but Wen Yan only took a cup of soy milk and left. When the stall owner saw that he didn't respond, he could only stuff the things into Jin Heng's hand.Li: "Your friend is gone, why don't you hold it for him."

The two of them were standing here talking just now. The stall owner probably misunderstood something.

Everyone was gone, and it was impossible for Jin Heng to chase him. He could only take the things, turned around and walked into the school. On the way, he met his deskmate Wang Hai, who followed him hesitantly with a schoolbag on his back: "Hey,Jin Heng.”

Jin Heng didn't need friends, and he didn't like interpersonal communication. When he saw Wang Hai, he still had no mood swings, so he hummed.

Wang Hai seemed to have seen something just now: "Are you being targeted by gangsters from Chongming? I see that Wen Yan was talking to you just now. What did he say to you?"

Jin Heng paused when he heard this and smiled: "Are you sure you want to know?"

His eyes were deep and dark, always making people feel like they were hiding something that they couldn't know, otherwise they would get into trouble. Wang Hai felt the hair on his back as he stared at him, and subconsciously shook his head: "I... I just asked."

I asked if I just wanted to know, it makes no difference.

Jin Heng said: "You can ask Wen Yan yourself."

When he said this, he looked gentle and harmless, without any sharpness. He looked no different from usual, but it made Wang Hai feel strange. He was about to say something, but he saw that Jin Heng had turned towards the teaching building.Gone.

The positions of each grade-level monthly exam in the Sixth Middle School are based on the ranking of the previous exam. The best students are in the same examination room, and the poor students are in the same examination room. To a certain extent, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups.

Jin Heng fell ill during the last monthly exam, which resulted in a low ranking. He had been hovering in the middle exam room, but now he was in the penultimate exam room, mixed with the poor students in Class 9.

In No. 6 Middle School, Classes 1, 2, and 3 are the key seedlings cultivated by the school. Classes 4, 5, and 6 get worse as they go further down the list, not to mention Class 9. Most of the entire class is from related households, so it is better thanClass 6 still sucks.

Jin Heng's seat was by the window. He checked his exam number and then sat down to drink the remaining half cup of soy milk. Several boys from Class 9 arrived early and flipped through English and Chinese books——

Don't get me wrong, they are not reviewing, they are making cheat sheets.

The class teacher of Class 9 is the grade leader of the English group. He has the most explosive temper. Otherwise, he would not be able to suppress these irritants. He will receive a failing grade and be punished for copying. The basic questions he taught are wrong and he will be punished for copying. Students in Class 9 are like this all year round.Those who copied it, although their grades are still bad, at least they are motivated and know how to make a cheat sheet to save their miserable grades.

Their requirements are not high, as long as they pass the exam, the head teacher said that as long as they pass the exam, all penalties will be waived.

The tables in the examination room were spread out widely, and the last few examination rooms were basically occupied by Class 9 students. This shows that their collective results are quite balanced, and they are basically at the same level.

Jin Heng sat in his seat, quietly ate two tea eggs, and then drank a cup of soy milk. He looked quite out of place, in sharp contrast to the people around him who were busy writing cheat sheets.

Sitting in front of Jin Heng was a boy with a sports headband, fashionable clothing and brand-name clothes. He finished typing the cheat sheet before everyone else, then sighed and stretched: "Fuck, I finally finished it."

A girl next to him glared at him: "Zou Kai, when you finish copying, you finish copying. Can you be quiet, for fear that the teacher passing by in the corridor won't hear you?"

Zou Kaiting said in disbelief: "I copy very fast, you don't care. You little turtles with slow hands should have copied it in advance yesterday. Tsk, I really don't know what to say to you."

The girl slapped the pen on the table: "You don't want the answer in English, do you?"

Zou Kai immediately leaned over with a shy face and said with a smile: "No, aunt, it's not that I was wrong. I rely on you to save my English. I failed last time and the people I copied the words were stupid."

The girl pushed him away in disgust, but her tone was friendly. The two of them seemed to have some sparks of love: "Don't quarrel with me. I heard that this is a test set jointly issued by the school and No. 3 Middle School. They are all advanced questions. Can I do it myself?"I don’t even know if I passed or not.”

Zou Kai had no choice but to sit back in his seat. He crossed his legs and looked around. He found Jin Heng, a new face. Seeing him sitting quietly in his seat, he asked out of curiosity: "Hey, why don't you hit me?"Cheat sheet?"

"..."

Jin Heng wanted to say that there was no point in writing cheat sheets. This time, there were very few questions to be memorized by rote, and the scores were not high. It was more about studying and applying during the test. He was silent for a moment and made up a reason: "...I'm lazy."

Zou Kai glanced at his test number information: "You are in Class 6, how are your grades?"

Jin Heng: "...You can tell just by looking at my ranking, that's it."

Zou Kai said oh, thinking that he was also a scumbag, and he was quite warm-hearted. He glanced at the corner of the table and saw the word Jin Heng written behind the examination number: "I'll finish writing it later, and I'll give it to you."Throw in an answer and don’t tell the truth.”

There are more than 300 people in the entire sophomore department. Zou Kai's score is ranked 250th and Jin Heng's score is 251st. On the surface, his score seems to be slightly better than Jin Heng's, so this sentence is quite confident.

It was the first time Jin Heng encountered this kind of thing. He paused for a rare moment and wanted to say no, but before he could speak, the bell rang. The invigilator walked in with a stack of sealed papers, his fat belly and thickThick glasses, nice face.

When Zou Kai saw this, he immediately turned around and looked at his nose and heart, pretending to be honest.

The invigilator wrote the exam time on the blackboard, and gave instructions about the integrity test as usual. Then he asked the students to put their schoolbags on the windowsill outside, and then distributed the test papers and passed them one by one.

Done!

The poor students in Class 9 were all dumbfounded when they saw the paper. The previous math paper was difficult, at least they could understand it, but this time they couldn't even understand the questions. The test was like a banana!

Zou Kai whispered: "Is this paper produced by someone..."

The invigilator patted the table: "Start the exam and don't whisper to each other."

After speaking, he pulled a chair and sat on the podium, reading the newspaper and drinking tea.

Not sure if it was due to rebirth, Jin Heng read the paper again and felt that it was okay, but the higher-level questions at the back were a bit over the top. He roughly remembered some problem-solving formulas and followed the multiple-choice questions one by one, and compared with those around him.The students' suffering and hatred are in sharp contrast.

The classroom was silent, and you could only hear the rustle of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. While others were still scratching their heads over the multiple-choice questions, Jin Heng had already solved the big question on the opposite side. He turned the paper over and made a soft clatter.The sound seemed particularly abrupt.

Four or five people in the classroom looked at him. Some of them were close. At a cursory glance, they found that Jin Heng's test paper was full of problem-solving procedures. Although he didn't know if it was written indiscriminately, he looked very powerful...

There is a final question at the end. It looks simple at first, but is actually very difficult. It requires citing many conditions to verify. If you don’t pay attention, you will get caught in it. Jin Heng used a pencil to make a bunch of drafts on the test paper to streamline the process, and then went to the question.Fill in the answers on the answer sheet.

Zou Kai was only halfway through writing. He scratched his head and scratched his head. When the teacher wasn't paying attention, he threw a ball of paper at the girl who had spoken before. The rest of the group did the same, making small moves in private.

Although Class 9 was bad, they were still united and didn't hide much. Zou Kai's paper ball circled around the entire examination room and barely managed to collect all the answers. Of course, the accuracy was not guaranteed..

Zou Kai had almost filled out the math paper. Then he remembered the Class 6 student at the back table, calmly leaned back and threw a crumpled paper ball over.

Jin Heng had finished writing the paper for a long time, and was staring at the table in a daze. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the crumpled paper ball on the table, glanced at the invigilator, and then opened the paper ball without leaving any trace.

"..."

It can be seen that this answer is a "collection" of answers. To be more specific, this is an answer that condenses the wisdom of all the students in Class 9. Eight of the eleven multiple-choice questions are wrong, let alone the following..

Jin Heng pressed the mechanical pencil, made a few strokes on the ball of paper, then crumpled it into a ball, threw it onto Zou Kai's desk while the invigilator was not paying attention, and continued to sleep while lying on his stomach.

Zou Kai had just finished writing all the math papers and was in a state of relaxation. Suddenly there was a piece of paper on the table. He was startled. His eyes were so quick that he covered it with his sleeves. When he opened it quietly, he saw the answer to the multiple-choice question.I crossed out several times and someone wrote the correct answer next to it.

"hiss……"

Pass a small note with buy one get one free?Zou Kai looked back and saw Jin Heng sleeping, holding the answer in his hand, unable to make a decision.

Jin Heng was ranked lower than him, and his grades were probably quite bad. Therefore, the credibility of this answer should not be high. However, Zou Kai touched his chin and always felt that Jin Heng had a superior demeanor. After several hesitations, he still decidedI changed it according to his answer.

Not long after, the exam bell rang. The invigilator took away the answer sheets, turned around and left the classroom. The people who were sitting in order suddenly seemed like wild horses that had escaped the reins, gathering in twos and threes to answer the questions.

"Hey, hey, what did you choose for the first question? Is it C?"

"Yes, yes, it's C!"

Zou Kai glanced at the answer on the ball of paper. Jin Heng wrote A.

"What about the second question? What about the second question? I chose B."

"Great, I'm B too!"

Zou Kai looked at the answer again, it was D.

"The third question? The third question..."

…

Zou Kai couldn't listen anymore. He clutched his heart and fell back to his seat. He felt that he had lost at least several hundred million. He was a scumbag who couldn't write big questions, so he only expected to get points in multiple-choice questions. It was over now. He definitely wouldn't win.Passed.

Zou Kai already regretted changing Jin Heng's answer, but he still swallowed a mouthful of blood and asked him: "Tell me the truth, what are your grades?"

Jin Heng still said the same thing: "You can tell just by looking at the rankings, it's average."

He drank from the water cup and saw those people gathered together to check the answers. He wondered if it was necessary. They all copied the same paper ball, so what difference could there be in the answers?