"Son, your big exam is imminent, and Dad will give you a couplet:

Look at one question and test one question, fate,

Meng's one-on-one question, luck. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Horizontal batch: It is useless to see more.

Come on, don't look at it, eat a banana. ”

Cao Ming took the lead, with witty words, and before he finished speaking, everyone bent over with laughter.

The son played by Meng Fan was speechless at this time, and stared at Cao Ming affectionately: "Dad, I just want to ask, am I your own child." ”

"、、、 nonsense, is it sent by charging phone bills?

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During the five minutes of the sketch, the laughter in the classroom ran throughout, and a few times, Mr. Zhao personally stood up to control the scene, so as not to affect the evening party of other classes around him, and then continued. Even so, the students in the entire school building still felt the exaggerated atmosphere of Cao Ming's class, and more and more students sneaked out of the back of their classes and crowded into their windows.

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The next morning, when many people saw Cao Ming, they couldn't help but imitate a few classic lines:

"The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when people are revising, I am previewing.

Cao Ming, I heard that this script was written by you, oh my mother, you are so talented. ”

"No, no, it's funny, how do you say Meng Fan's line: Some people die, they don't want others to live, such as Newton, Pascal, Ampere.

And that: whenever the invigilator says to put things that aren't relevant to the exam in front, I really want to put myself on it. ”

"Yes, yes, it's funny, Cao Ming, how did you think of it."

All Friday morning, Cao Ming and Shang Xuemei were all suffering from the aftershocks brought by the classmates after they were conquered by the sketch "Before the Exam" last night, and Meng Fan had even begun to practice his signature very sassy, obsessed with when he would be able to use it.

By the afternoon, the sense of relaxation brought by New Year's Day finally dissipated, because everyone already knew from the figures of the teachers of various subjects who hurriedly exchanged and compared in the office from time to time: the results of the joint examination of 100 schools have come down!

Just when everyone was worried about speculation and whispering, Cao Ming crossed Erlang's legs with a relaxed face, leisurely flipping through an original English book rented from the school gate.

The book is an autobiographical memoir written by Clinton.

Cao Ming reads this book very easily, not only because he has the ability to read American English fluently, but also because the unique tone of the book makes me very enjoyable, and the narration of listening to thunder in silence is very much to Cao Ming's appetite.

Shang Xuemei talked to Wang Yi about the results of the joint entrance examination for a long time on the side, trying to attract Cao Ming's attention in every possible way, but she didn't expect that today's Cao Ming was really calm, holding this broken book and the same as the old monk entering the meditation, he was stunned by the appearance of the flowers blooming and falling in the vestibular, and the clouds were rolling and I was immovable.

Pretending to be forced, this word was given to Shang Xuemei by Cao Ming.

Shang Xuemei felt that she had no sense of existence, snatched Cao Ming's book, flipped through it casually, and she was dazzled by the dense English letters, and her tone was shocked: "You can understand." ”

Cao Ming smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

But the meaning of this smile is much more believable to others than swearing and assuring the like.

Meng Fan heard the sound, turned around and glanced at the English book, and sneered: "He understands?" Who believes. ”

Shang Xuemei can show more patience and demeanor than usual to Cao Ming, but this does not mean that Meng Fan can also enjoy this kind of treatment, for example, if Cao Ming secretly looks at Shang Xuemei, she may think about putting on a shy and good-looking posture again, but if this person is replaced by Meng Fan, then she will definitely not give any good face.

Shang Xuemei seemed to be questioned, and slapped Meng Fan on the head with the book.

Meng Fan was speechless: "Wang Yi hasn't said anything yet, why did you protect it?" ”

This guy really can't speak, and he offended Wang Yi with one sentence.

Wang Yi was unnatural, pretended not to hear, took out the instinct magazine from the belly of the table, and flipped it up absentmindedly.

Shang Xuemei crossed her waist: "Cao Ming is Lao Niang's comrade-in-arms, if you suspect him, you doubt me!" ”

Meng Fan resisted stubbornly: "Comrade-in-arms? Do you know what a comrade-in-arms is? You've carried a gun together, slept on the kang with a gun, and prostituted together, don't you 、、、?"

Shang Xuemei really wanted to tear Meng Fan's mouth apart, so she threw the book back to Cao Ming.

Just when Meng Fan was triumphant and thought that he would surrender without a fight, he saw Shang Xuemei directly pull out the stool from below, and looked at this tablemate who he hated a hundred times more cruelly.

Seeing that blood was about to splash four feet, Cao Ming hurriedly got up and held Shang Xuemei down, but she didn't expect Shang Xuemei to unconsciously step back a little when she saw Cao Ming's hand that wanted to press her shoulder.

Fingers through several layers of clothing, I can still feel the beauty.

Time seemed to freeze in that instant.

Shang Xuemei's body seemed to have passed an electric current, and she trembled quickly, staring at Cao Ming with wide eyes, and the stool in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Wang Yi, who was halfway through the page, suddenly stopped in mid-air, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't believe the picture in front of him.

The one who reacted the most violently was Meng Fan, as if he had been taken advantage of, and after a moment of shock, a thick "Damn!" burst out of his mouth. ”