As the test papers were passed back from the first row of the classroom, with a rustling sound, the test papers arrived from the front desk, and the last row was in the hands of Fan Ya and Kunshan.

Fan Ya thought it was a premeditated surprise attack by the math teacher.

But the math teacher still said in the class: "Students! The teacher just released the test paper last night, and we will evaluate the situation mastered in this unit in this class, the Trinity class and the Trinity and Second classes. ”

When she took the paper, she glanced back and forth. "Mom!" I didn't feel like I shouted softly, there were only a few calculation problems in front of me, and the rest were all application problems.

Looking at the application questions that made her head hurt all the time, they were all dense words, and she only brought a few numbers, she was worried and couldn't start.

She looked east and west, and saw that everyone was writing seriously "brush-brush".

I had no choice but to pick up the pen and deal with the calculation problem first. In the vertical column, write and bite the pen, and it is very difficult to finally gnaw down these questions. It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, that's not what Fan Ya is worried about, she just needs to fill the test paper and you're done.

Because Fan Ya has been in the first grade, the teacher has required that the test papers must be full, and whoever dares to empty a question will give you double the deduction of points. This request is very good, Fan Ya has not left a question that she forgot to write so far.

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When it came to the following questions, all the application questions were there, and she carefully read the first question and began to cheer in her heart: Oh my God! This question is the original question from last night's workbook! Ha-ha! The answer lies in the drawer! What else am I afraid of?

Her eyes quickly swept around, and while the math teacher was not paying attention, she secretly took out the math workbook in the drawer.

Put it on your lap, flip to that page playfully, and look at it again, and it turns out to be exactly the same. She glanced at the workbook on her lap and quickly copied it through the paper.

After copying this first question, she has a fluke mentality, will the following questions be in the workbook? I took a closer look, and most of the application questions below are the original questions in the workbook, and they are all corrected by the teacher.

There were also a few questions that looked familiar, and she looked for something that wasn't in the workbook. No matter! I'll finish copying the workbook first.

I copied a question like this, looked at my legs for a while, and felt tired when I copied it on my stomach for a while! took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, so she neatly took the exercise book to the desk and put it under the test paper.

In this way, it is much easier to copy, as long as you glance around, turn over a corner of the test paper, and glance at it a little, you can easily copy a question.

It didn't take long for some of the practical questions on the test paper to be copied in one go, which was much faster than the calculation questions just written.

The rest of the questions that felt familiar, she read it several times before she finally remembered it. It's from a math book, and the teacher changed the numbers and the text hasn't changed.

Fan Ya quietly stuffed the workbook back into the drawer, took out the math book again, turned to the page and looked at the application problem that changed the soup but not the medicine. Suddenly my heart was full of joy: Ha-ha-ha! I can get more than 80 without a perfect score on this paper, and I am about to break my highest record, which is an unprecedented high score.

Fan Ya saw in a trance that the bright red eighty points were floating towards her in the air.

Now she still has some looks down on the math teacher, and the math teacher was confused last night. This question is too substandard, so it's no problem for me to produce a hundred.

She just wanted to put the math book on the table, and she wanted to continue copying the problems.

Kunshan on the side watched Fan Ya finish copying the questions in the workbook, and originally planned to turn a blind eye, if Fan Ya could stop at the right time, he would forget it!

But now that Fan Ya has just finished copying in the exercise book, she has begun to take out the math book and copy the questions unscrupulously.

Kunshan couldn't bear to drag the math book in Fan Ya's hand, and he held the book high and shouted: "Teacher! Fan Ya cheated on the exam, she had already copied the exercise book, and she had to copy the book. ”

By the time Fan Ya wanted to snatch back the math book, it was too late! Kunshan is fast to her, and she has successfully informed.

The classroom was originally quiet, but suddenly a loud report came from Kunshan.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Fan Ya.

The math teacher was furious, walked towards Fan Ya and scolded repeatedly: "Fan Ya! You're almost fourth grade! If you don't study hard, you dare to cheat blatantly, and this test will give you zero points. Pulling her test paper with one hand, three times and five divided by two, tore Fan Ya's test paper.

"Get out of here now, and stand in the back of the classroom! Everyone gave me the exam to continue. The math teacher was furious.

Kunshan turned around and looked proudly, and Fan Ya, who was standing behind, was gritting her teeth at him: You don't want to give you a chance, don't blame me. Let's see if you dare to cheat next time, and if you want to study hard.

Fan Ya stood behind against the wall, just met Kunshan's gaze, and gritted her teeth with hatred for him: Kunshan! You big villain, traitor, traitor, and traitor, you give me bad things at every critical moment, and I will teach you a good lesson after class. Hate to death! Kunshan! My 80 points are gone, and now I'm a zero score, the lowest score ever. Kunshan! I'm not done with you when class is over......

Fan Ya stood like this for half a class, scolding Kunshan incessantly in her heart, kicking back and forth with one foot.

I finally stayed up until the end of class, waiting for the teacher to leave with a bunch of test papers.

Fan Ya rushed over, pulled and sat still in her seat, concentrating on packing the collar of Kunshan, the pencil case. He suddenly fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity, and he didn't know what was going on?

Fan Ya has begun to scold: "Kunshan! You big villain, traitor, traitor, it's you who hurt me now. ”

"It turns out that you caused me to wrestle, stinky Fanya! It is up to others to cheat on your own exams. When Kunshan heard Fan Ya scolding him, he realized that Fan Ya made him wrestle, and immediately got up from the ground.

As soon as Kunshan stood up, he bent down to pat the dust on his buttocks.

Fan Ya slapped him on the back with a slap, and her aggressiveness made Kunshan angry. didn't care about patting the dust on his buttocks, he directly grabbed Fan Ya's ponytail, and pulled it hard, and as soon as the rubber band was broken, the hair was all scattered.

Kunshan, who also provoked Fan Ya at this time, jumped like thunder, stretched out her hand and scratched wildly, and her mouth did not stop: "Kunshan!" I hate you! Hate you! You big bad......"

Kunshan didn't want to cause trouble and kept dodging, looking at Fan Ya, who was a little out of control, he couldn't stop shouting: "Fan Ya! You cheated first, I'm for your good! ”

"I don't need you to pity me......" Fan Ya heard Kunshan say this, and was even more disgusted. If your hand can't touch Kunshan, you use your feet, kicking for a while.

Qin Xiaoyan and Li Yang couldn't pull back no matter how much they dragged them, and now Fan Ya is a little crazy.

Some students have already gone to find the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang.

Gu Xiaoguan looked at the fact that he was always praised by every teacher, and Kunshan, who was high up every day, was beaten by Fan Ya and had nowhere to escape. At this time, he stood on the side gloating and shouted: "Fan Ya! Come on! Fan Ya! Come on! ”

When Fan Ya heard this voice, she couldn't hit Kunshan, and she had nowhere to vent her anger. This is good, Gu Xiaoguan sent it to the door by herself, and she kicked Gu Xiaoguan away with all her might.

Gu Xiaoguan didn't expect or notice that Fan Ya would come to him, and it would only hurt a little. But when you come to him, you just lie on the ground and keep rolling and spinning.

Gu Xiaoguan has been for a long, long time, and he has not had such a chance to perform. He and his mother are famous plague gods in the class, and everyone can hide as far as they can. Today he wants to show it vividly, so he can't stop crying and shouting, so that his mother can praise him and get more pocket money.

At this moment, everyone in the class fell silent. Teacher Wang had just arrived at this time, and when she saw Gu Xiaoguan on the ground, she couldn't help shouting: It's over! Finished! Why did you get into this thing again? onclick="hui"