Chapter 45 There is a strength called vision

"Fever?" Song Huanian touched his forehead again and asked, "What's the fever?" ā€

Xu Yu smiled and touched his head without meeting her gaze, and said in a low voice: "It seems that I have a little fever, and I feel a little dizzy when I get up in the morning, I should have gone to bed last night without closing the window, isn't it raining." ā€

Song Huanian shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and tapped on Xu Xu's forehead: "You! Why so careless? Recently, the weather has become cooler, and it is easy to catch a cold and fever, so wear more clothes. ā€

"I know the squad leader, you don't have to worry about me, I'm very good!" Xu Yu stretched out his arm and gestured his biceps, as if to say, look, I am very strong.

"Why do you still come to school when you have a fever?" Song Huanian didn't accompany her to make trouble, but asked with a serious face: "It's okay to ask Teacher Zhao for a leave, but it's okay to tell me if it's really not good." Why are you so reluctant to yourself? ā€

Xu Yu held his mouth with an innocent expression, and reached out to hug Song Huanian: "No, squad leader, isn't this going to be an exam?" I've been a skipping student before, so if I don't take the exam this time, how many of my classmates will doubt me? ā€

Xu Alfalfa's words are good, Huacheng No. 1 Middle School has always been a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and those who can enter the experimental class are the best in the city. There are not many students like her who transfer to the experimental class directly, not to mention that Zhao Yue said that he was still a skipping student when he introduced it, if he didn't participate in this exam, I don't know how many people would talk about it behind it.

Song Huanian knew the character of the school people, sighed and touched her head: "Okay, go drink some hot water." ā€

"Okay." Xu Yu smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Squad leader, you are so distressed, I don't know if you will give it to that stinky boy cheaply in the future!" I won't be willing to do it then! ā€

"You're going to be poor!" Song Huanian pretended to be angry: "You can't rely on your high IQ to not study hard all day long!" Otherwise, what if you let those students who are harder than you, who work harder than you, but whose grades are not as good as yours? ā€

"Then according to that, it's my fault that I studied well?" Xu Yu was very puzzled, how could he have anything to do with himself?

Is her high IQ genetic? Mom, as a professor at a well-known foreign university, and Dad is still a leader in education, shouldn't he have a high IQ? Although it is talent rather than hard work, at least there is! It's better than nothing!

"What are you talking about?" Tang Sinian came down from upstairs, and just saw the two of them standing at the top of the stairs and walked up to ask.

Xu Yu pounded his index finger and asked with a pensive face: "Tang Sinian, you say." It's—" glancing at his reaction, Downs listened intently, waiting for her next.

Xu Wei sighed: "Forget it, I won't ask, I'm afraid it will affect your mood for the exam, so forget it." She waved her hand casually, indicating that she didn't want to say anything more.

The corners of Tang Sinian's mouth twitched, you finished your sentence! What's the deal with always hanging on other people's appetites! The most annoying person is this kind of person, half of a sentence, but what you are waiting for is a sentence of "I won't say it".

Tang Sinian endured his temper and smiled in the demeanor of a gentleman: "It's okay, it won't affect my mood, just ask if you have any questions, I'll listen!" ā€

As long as you don't let me hear half of it!

The child put a bright smile on his face, Xu Yu looked at him with a very sincere look, and continued to pound his chin: "What is the third multiple-choice question in this language?" ā€

Tang Sinian instantly understood that he had been tricked, swallowed his anger, and cooperated with her very much: "The third question of Chinese is C, Teacher Zhao Yue said it in class, this is a scoring question." I hope that some students will not pretend to be invisible and give up their lives! ā€

"No, I remember that Mr. Zhao said that he chose B?" Song Huanian's face showed a hint of embarrassment: "Are you mistaken?" ā€

"Really?" Tang Sinian was frightened by her, and opened his mouth tentatively.

"Fake! Hahahaha! ā€

The last session of the afternoon will be in English.

A teacher in the third year of high school invigilates the exam instead of a politics teacher, and just standing there gives people a sense of oppression. She walked around the classroom to make sure no one was out of discipline.

After the announcement of the distribution of papers, she picked up the sealed papers and showed them, repeating the discipline of the examination room by the way.

Song Huanian looked at Song Ci after checking the papers, she remembered that although Song Ci's grades were not good, her English single subject scores often occupied the first place in the grade, and it was very common to get a full score in the exam.

Song Ci casually glanced at the scroll twice, and easily corrected the short essay in the back.

"Dingdong, now play the English test listening."

Song Ci turned the scroll over, and this time he became serious. Song Huanian listened to his hearing, but kept looking at Song Ci's delicate side face with his spare eyes, and laughed in a low voice when he looked at it and forgot that he was still taking the exam.

Some of the classmates around frowned slightly, and their expressions were a little displeased. Hearing any murmur can make people angry.

Song Huanian knew that he had lost his temper, and hurriedly focused his attention on the exam paper again.

The examination room is arranged in a disordered order, and there are good students and bad students in one examination room. The speed of English listening and speaking has increased a lot compared to the previous exam, and a boy sitting in the front row frowned more and more, and finally broke out after hearing the last long passage with a fast speed.

He angrily threw the pen on the table, and fell asleep on the table with self-defeat. The teacher in the third year of high school seems to have seen a big scene, and he is no longer surprised by the boy's behavior. Still holding his hands in his arms, he walked around the classroom unhurriedly.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still half an hour before the end of the exam, Song Huanian stopped the pen in his hand. She looked up and saw that Song Ci had finished sleeping on the table.

Song Huanian looked at the handful of hair on his head and coughed lightly.

It seems that I didn't comb my hair again today.

Song Ci's answer sheet was placed in the corner of the table, and the student next to him seemed to be a little anxious, taking advantage of the invigilator's turn to quickly look at his answer sheet a few times, and returned to normal before the invigilator turned around, looking like I didn't know anything if I didn't ask me.

The student who had just peeked at the test paper picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, which should have been memorized a lot.

The so-called exam, some people rely on strength, and some people rely on eyesight.

If you hadn't seen him peek at the whole process of Song Ci's answer sheet, according to the way he is working hard now, you should admire his strength. However, the truth is in front of you, and that student's eyesight should be very good.

Sure enough, there is a strength called eyesight!