Chapter 28

"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 swarmed up. Some people stuffed cigarettes into his chest pocket: "Brother, please accept my thoughts, please don't be polite."

"I've only seen an 80-point Chinese score in my dreams. How can you fall into our examination room with such a good score? You are really a master of the common people."

"It's really too strong, I'll give you a look later and throw the answer to me."

"Don't worry, my brother has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and there is absolutely zero risk. Even if I eat the answer, I won't let it fall into the invigilator's clutches."

"..."

The boy who was surrounded by circles was in high spirits all the time, he thought, he will try to stay in this exam room next time for the exam... 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, he leaned back, stretched out his hand with a smile, curled his index finger, and gently tapped Xie Yu's forehead: "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 off: "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 test starts. 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 around here, stop, come here for me, little bastard, dare to run…”

"..."

The broadcast was interrupted, and some classmates 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 I 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 the 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 results of this group of people are 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 standards. If you don't, you won't, there's nothing to be ashamed of... We will try our best to get it right in our 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 up 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 Chao stretched out his hand calmly and held the paper ball in his hand.

Tang Sen turned over. He stared at He Chao's rolling noodles for a long time, and his expression was a bit complicated. In the end, he didn't say anything. He was behind him, swinging to other places, and a few words in his mouth. : "... Basic requirements, the handwriting is clear, the roll surface is the least deducted, please pay attention."

Because more than 20 people were pointing to a answer, they discussed for a long time and finally discussed the rolling answer mode of the streamlined line. The combat lines from the head to the tail, and then passed from the second row.

The classmate who passed the answer to He Chao hinted that he had finished handing it forward.

He Chao compared the gesture of "OK" in a chic way, making him relieved.

Xie Yu is still thinking that the Chinese language should be almost the same. Half of the test papers are blank, and the questions that do not plan to get points will not fill in the answer.

He Chao's level of answering a few answers with his eyes was really worthless.

In the previous Chinese class, Lao Tang posted two special test papers for reading, followed in the get out of class, and collected after class. He watched He Chao really finished the emptiness, but all the cows were not right to the ponytail. The last answer paper was widely circulated in the class.

The title of this test composition is "back".

Xie Yu was working hard for the start of the topic, researching the head pain, and heard He Chao shouting him behind him.

Then the back was poked twice.

"Xie," He Chao whispered, "Hand, below."

"what?"

"Answer, your hands are reaching over."

He Chao held the paper ball in his hand, leaned forward, hid under the table with his left hand, leaning against the wall, very hidden, Xie Yu reached out to reach.

Xie Yu leaned back without moving, holding one hand with one hand, pulling the distance between the two people, he lowered his throat and said softly, "Say no."

"Don't, the buddy in front is still waiting to copy," He Chao knocked on the bottom of the table with his fingertips, urging the word. "The fate of those people is in your hands, doing good day, and striving to develop charity. "

The noise of the large fan in the middle of the ceiling covered the conversation between the two people, and a slightly hot breeze rolled in from the window. The window in the classroom is a few cleansing. There are seven or eight more test papers on the podium. They are pressed by the chalk box. The corners are blown up by the fan. It seems that it can fly in the next second.

Xie Yu reluctantly hanged his arm, stretched back, and touched it for a long time.

"where?"

"It's underneath."

"No."

"Yes, you touch it again."

Xie Yu wanted to find out the enemy's situation, and asked, "Have you copied it?"

"I? I didn't copy it." He Chao said that Xie Yu's previous phrase "can't afford", and said, "... I think about it, I can't afford it."

"..."

Xie Yu was so annoyed that he leaned back a few more times. He said that he couldn't get it anymore this time, so that they would die, and they would not be empty if they copied what they copied ... He Chao's fingertips.

Both were stunned.

The fan squeaks and continues.

There were only a few leftover chalk heads in the chalk box. Finally, the test papers on the podium could not be suppressed, and the wind was blew up. Xu Xia hurriedly 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.