"But it's a good drawing."

"Those who have entered the first class, you are not bad, then you know that Mo Liang is the highest score in the whole grade group of the first year of high school, and he is very strong in all subjects, and you are the same.

Why is there this random exam, I said it before, let you find your own shortcomings.

You guys are really neat, and all the points you lose are composition and comprehension.

No, there is a special one, Jiu Nuan. ”

Zhang Ying said, her eyes fell on Jiu Nuan in the penultimate row: "Classmate Jiu Nuan, why is your paper blank?" ”

As the teacher's words fell, some of the students around turned their heads and looked at the girl who looked like a doll.

Suddenly named by the head teacher, Jiu Nuan, who lowered his head and painted, was a little dazed.

She glanced at her table mate and silently asked him what was wrong.

Mo Liang and Jiu Nuan sat together, half a head taller than her, and the little girl looked at him silently with big eyes at this time.

I could see my own reflection clearly in her eyes.

Just a single look, Mo Liang felt that his heart was messed up.

She was sitting there motionless with a good baby at the moment, beautiful and overly cute.

Mo Liang lowered his voice and looked at her:

"Empty questions on the paper."

Jiu Nuan nodded slightly. Standing up, he said softly and glutinously:

"Teacher, I won't."

“……”

, why won't you stand up?

Also in a straightforward tone.

Zhang Ying didn't expect her to answer like this, and was silent for a few seconds.

"Alright! Sit. ”

She thought about Jiu Nuan's score again, 140 points, watch it tightly, improve the score, there is no problem.

Zhang Ying opened the volume and looked at the rows of small heads below: "Enough nonsense, now let's start talking about the volume......"

"By the way, Mo Liang, you and Jiu Nuan are at the same table, she won't be able to talk about the question in the future, tell her about how lonely one is, ask two more people to be lonely with you."

“……”

This Chinese paper is the answer sheet of the third year of junior high school combined with the first year of high school. It was not difficult for them, so Zhang Ying put the reading comprehension and composition with the most mistakes in the first place, and talked about it carefully.

Then I flipped to the basic knowledge in front of me, and nagged again, and Zhang Ying just finished talking about the third period.

…

Inspiration is not always available, so when Jiu Nuan put away the sketches, few students in the classroom left.

Jiu Nuan did all the papers sent out during the day, and when she packed her schoolbag, she took away her drawing paper and pen.

Wu Yuanfei didn't know why he didn't come to her.

Jiu Nuan picked up his schoolbag and walked to the fifth class.

The classroom of Class 5 is on the other side of the stairs, and there are still a few students fighting in the hallway.

Jiu Nuan stood at the door and glanced into the classroom, Wu Yuanfei stood at the lectern and hung what Lang Dang was writing.

There was also a teacher sitting next to him, and the two of them were busy with their own work.

Jiu Nuan took out his phone, leaned against the wall and decided to wait for him for a while.

A voice came from inside the classroom: "Have you finished writing?" ”

Wu Yuanfei's voice also fell: "There are too many teachers, I was wrong, I won't dare next time, spare me." ”

"It's good to admit mistakes, what do you think when you hit someone, huh?"

Jiu Nuan: Amazing. is worthy of being a school bully, exactly the same.

"It's not like he's cursing first."

"Don't you have a mouth?"

"My boss said that if you can do it, you will never beep."

Syllable~

Scared, Jiu Nuan trembled.

It's too two~

"In the future, I will be your boss, and then let me know that you beat people, and see how I clean you up.