But this is just a matter of getting into the top 10 of the grade.

In order to ensure that she won the "first place" position, Miss Buchuan could only frantically shift her attention to those final big topics.

So Miss Buchuan went to ask for a little bit of the girl in the same class who was obsessed with herself and was very good at computers, and got a lot of difficult questions for the competition through legal or illegal ways, and Miss Buchuan, who ate all these questions, admittedly relied on these to once again embark on a much more terrible Cheng than the "Xueba"...... Even if the Chinese composition section is very metaphysical and drops a few points, the other full scores are enough to defend her "first place" position, isn't it?

This is as amazing as the learning speed of opening and hanging, which made the original classmates and teachers think that the previous few bad scores were because Miss Buchuan had just come to the new environment and was not suitable for the exam.

- So let them misunderstand it like this, because knowing the truth is not good for their hearts.

In short, let's get back to the point, Miss Buchuan's confident appearance at this time of course directly infected the class leader who couldn't help but worry in his heart. After all, Miss Buchuan is a scholar, since I have said so, what reason do I have to continue to worry about it?

"That's good. ”

So I finally stopped on this topic, and the relieved class leader continued to eat his bento that he hadn't eaten at all.

However, Miss Buchuan didn't answer, and she still didn't notice the change in the class leader's affection, because all her attention was now on the small tomato in her lunch box...... Of course, the rest of the food had almost been eaten in the interval between listening to the class elder just now, and only this little tomato was left. Miss Bukawa used chopsticks to push the little tomato back and forth in the lunch box, although the appearance was crystal clear and mouth-watering, but she just didn't eat it.

Small tomatoes feel a little weird to eat.,It's always been the type that Miss Ayukawa doesn't like.,It feels like I didn't like it when I was Mr. Chuan.。

But if you don't eat it, it's a waste.

So this kind of entanglement didn't last long. They are already poor like this, and Miss Buchuan is of course destined to send this little tomato that she doesn't like to eat directly into her mouth in the end-but unexpectedly, she doesn't change her face at all after eating it.

If it weren't for God's perspective knowing the mental activities of Miss Bukawa washing there, I guess I would have thought that she was the type who could accept the little tomato.

Anyway, that's the end of lunch, even if it's all over.

After cleaning up a little, Miss Bukawa then threw the remaining remains of the bento directly into the trash can about two meters behind her. When he finished throwing it, he put his right hand on the table again, and naturally supported his side face, and Miss Bukawa maintained this posture and took a nap a little...... The head of the class, who was about ten minutes late for eating the lunch, saw that Miss Bukawa's one eye that occasionally showed her bangs had been quietly closed, and of course he would not choose to disturb her rest at this time.

Lightly packed up his lunch box and wrapped it with the square scarf he had removed earlier, the head of the class did not make a sound, and quietly returned to his position.

It's a pity that the perceptive Miss Buchuan has long sensed the departure of the class leader.

But after all, it's just a nap. The head of the class didn't do anything excessive, so of course Miss Bukawa didn't bother to pursue anything badly, and continued to nap with her eyes closed—and when she opened her eyes again, it would be the time for the afternoon exam to begin.

Just like the exam in the morning, Miss Bukawa also "wrote like a god" in the afternoon exam room, and wrote quickly without the slightest pause.

After writing the exam paper, of course, it is necessary to continue to catch up on sleep until the start of the next exam.

In this way, I wrote and slept, slept and wrote, and the time for the afternoon exam passed quickly, and the last subject was over in a blink of an eye...... Because there are fewer subjects in the afternoon than in the morning, the final test time is also relatively early. Anyway, it's a lot earlier than the usual class time. But at this time, even if Miss Buchuan leaves school early, she can't go home directly.,After all, the day of the school festival is coming soon.,The class still has to use all kinds of free time to make props to be used at that time.。

There was no need for the head of the class to bother with the organization, and everyone was very conscious of not mentioning the matter of going home. Coincidentally, I started the work of making zuò on the ground at hand.

Sure enough, they are all a group of good boys.

And in such an atmosphere, Miss Buchuan has no reason to take the lead in leaving the big group of the class, after all, she also promised the class master before, didn't she? So when everyone was busy with preparations, Miss Buchuan continued to lie on the table to make up for sleep, and slept alive for a long time.

Didn't she sleep in the exam room, you asked, and how could she still sleep?

But after all, the repeated process of sleeping, writing, and writing is really not very good for Miss Buchuan's sleep. So of course she can still sleep a lot of time.

#↑ Don't say it, it's just lazy#

After waking up, I went to participate in club activities again.,Saotome Yukina, the president of the second middle school, learned the lesson of yesterday.。 I didn't take any branches from the courtyard as the "Sword of the Brave", nor did I take a textbook and say that it was the "Shield of the Brave", but played the game on the computer with a high configuration...... Although from time to time there will be a very desolate scream directly because of the tragic death of the characters in the game, but under the unbearable head of Miyo Mitsui, not to mention Saotome Yukina is quiet, and even the computer is "resting" with it.

-- Maybe it was the "aftermath" of Miyo Mitsui's head that paralyzed the computer system.

Then it was finally time to go home, and Luo Xiaotian accepted the invitation of the girls in the same class before, so of course he didn't pester Miss Buchuan to go home as before.

And Miss Ayukawa finally had a rare time to walk alone on the way home. (To be continued.) )