Chapter 128: The Game Shows Its Might
He looked at the invigilator and nodded, "Sure!" ”
The invigilator took the awesome paper: "Okay, you can go back!" ”
Bull nodded, and walked out of the classroom under the envious gaze of everyone.
At this time, the invigilator listlessly picked up the awesome paper and looked at it.
I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.
I'm Nima, what is this about?
The invigilator's mouth opened wide in surprise, his face was full of disbelief, and his hand touching the paper was trembling.
No wonder he was so shocked, it turned out that this test paper was full of answers, and almost all of them were copies of standard answers.
Looking at this dense small print, the invigilator couldn't believe it, could it be done in an hour?
There is also a 1500-word essay here, and I didn't copy it so quickly.
The invigilator didn't believe his eyes, he was a little skeptical, if the was a stolen paper, written in advance, and then taken out.
Suddenly, he glanced at the awesome essay question.
I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.
Fia, may you be blessed in heaven, what the hell is this?
The inquisitive invigilator read along the essay questions.
As soon as I read the beginning, there was an instant '', which spread throughout the classroom.
The invigilator's heart was about to jump out.
It's also sad that the invigilator will scream, look at the beginning of the awesome essay.
"Click!" I brutally broke the neck of an enemy who was secretly chasing me, stripped him of his clothes and burned them with fire, and gave the carcass to the lions of the savannah as my first greeting to them.
This and this, this is the beginning of the essay describing the wilderness of killing people and throwing corpses, can you hang a little more?
Throughout the history of the Xia Kingdom, no one has ever written such an awesome composition.
The students around him looked at the invigilator with puzzled eyes, wondering why he was screaming so much.
And the invigilator resisted the urge to call the police and continued to watch.
This is already the seventh day of my escape on the savannah after I got that thing.
Dancing with the male teacher and bathing with the crocodile, the days are quite relaxed.
The invigilator couldn't help but gasp, dancing with the male teacher, taking a bath with the crocodile, and being comfortable, I'll go, can I be a little more awesome?
Read on.
Soon, after I had hunted a reindeer, dinner was over.
In order not to expose myself, I tore the skin of the reindeer and ate it raw, and the smell of blood was full of blood, which was difficult to swallow even for me, an old fritter who often survives in the wild.
This time, the invigilator suddenly smiled.
The old fritters who are still surviving in the wild, you are surviving in the wilderness, it's outrageous, bragging about high school student essays!
Who is this student, so awesome.
The invigilator continued to watch.
It was in a small town called Sattar in a country in Africa, where I rescued a little girl named Fia, with dark eyes and a very bright eye.
At that time, the country was in the midst of war, and Fia's parents were killed by the opposition in the midst of the war, and the whole country was in flames.
Therefore, the people there are desperate, because every day they don't know whether they will live or die tomorrow.
It didn't take long in that town for the rebels to break the tranquility of the place.
The clatter of rifles was fired everywhere, countless people were slaughtered by bullets, they died tragically in the streets, shells bombarded house after house, murder, arson, robbery, forcible X, endless crimes were staged in the city.
Seeing this, another 'I grass' resounded in the silent classroom.
The invigilator's face changed, his mouth grew up, and he couldn't believe it, who is this and this, this is too awesome.
The high school essay was written as a homicide memoir, and it can still be written so attentively, as if it is the same as what I have personally experienced, I go, can I still hang a little? Can you still be a little more awesome?
With intense curiosity and great amazement, the invigilator continued to watch.
The endless fugitive was accompanied by endless pursuits, and soon, when we tried to escape the town, I found that the city had been completely blocked by the opposition.
In desperation, I had no choice but to do it.
After quickly snatching an AK, I immediately opened fire and swept through the surrounding enemies, and dozens of people fell.
"I !! in the grass"
The invigilator's face was exaggerated, and his mouth was wide open.
Grabbed the AK, swept through, dozens of people fell, are you when you are making a movie? Who is this TM sacred, to be able to write such an awesome composition!
Let's take a look.
In that battle, we fought in the dark, and the entire three-kilometer radius was about to be flattened by bombs.
Seeing this passage, the invigilator slapped the table and laughed.
This TM bragging should also be realistic, when writing fantasy novels, why don't you say that you smash a mountain with one palm and fly a sea with one kick!
How could the invigilator think this was a true story of awesomeness.
A high school student!
First, he broke the neck of his enemy, danced with a lion, bathed with a crocodile, and escaped in the wilderness.
After that, he snatched the AK and swept away dozens of heavily armed soldiers.
In the end, the sky was even darker, and a radius of three kilometers was flattened, and he was still intact.
Isn't that?
What high school student is so awesome! This TM is also called a high school student, this TM is clearly a god, okay!
Even if this is true, such an awesome man would come to be a high school student?
Unless the invigilator is kicked in the head by a donkey, or the winner is crazy, he will believe such a ridiculous story.
After reading the main essay, the invigilator just wanted to say one thing.
Awesome! Awesome! It's really awesome, it's just the first student in the ages, he's seen outrageous compositions, and he's never seen such outrageous compositions.
It's just a bomb!
Writing a high school essay as a memoir of a murder shootout, can it still be a little awesome? Can you still be a little more awesome?
The invigilator was amazed, he had never seen such a great student!
The candidates who were answering the questions in the seats were speechless for a while.
This invigilator must be crazy.
Screaming again, me Cao again, shocked again, slapping the table again, laughing again.
This Nima, there must be something sick in this brain.
When the candidates thought of this, they suddenly looked at the invigilator with a look in their eyes.