Yi Ning turned back, grabbed the admission ticket in Jian Yili's hand, turned around and ran.

Yi Ning ran two or three meters away and turned around and waved at Jian Yili, "I went to the exam, you go home and cook me something delicious!" ”

Jian Yili waved his hand to cater to him, and replied with a gentle smile: "I'll go home in a while and make you your favorite stir-fried shrimp." ”

Yi Ning smiled insolently, and after walking a few steps backwards, he turned around and trotted into the examination room.

The long ponytail swayed behind the white shirt, the straight back seemed to never bend, the pleated skirt swayed again and again, the white slender thighs went down, and the curves of the legs wrapped in stockings were smooth and beautiful.

The beautiful figure disappeared from sight, and the shallow smile on the corner of Jian Yili's mouth gradually dissipated.

Will his baby sister win?

It's worth looking forward to!

——

The examination room was tense.

After the invigilator finished the inspection, Yi Ning stepped into the examination room and clearly felt that the atmosphere in the examination room was very different from the outside.

The boy sitting in the first row played with the pen in his hand restlessly, and tried to turn it several times before succeeding. The girl by the window looked out the window, not knowing whether she was looking at the sky or the trees, and her hand was unconsciously tapping lightly on the table. The boys in the last row were lying on their desks, one hand pressed under their foreheads, and one hand sticking out of the desk, only the thick black overhead could be seen.

Enin sighed.

How many people have worked hard to pick up the lights and study at night, just to grasp the opportunity to change their fate in the exam, but Song Jingyi only needs to "plagiarize" the correct answer to be able to soar.

Is it fair?

If there are hundreds of Song Jingyi, the originally fair examination system and even the social system will inevitably collapse.

And the reality is even more terrifying, just one Song Jingyi has brought the world to destruction.

didn't give Yi Ning much time to sigh, and the speaker in the upper right corner of the blackboard wall began to play the rules of the examination room.

"Warmly welcome all candidates to participate in the National Unified Examination for Admission to Colleges and Universities......"

Yi Ning sat at the back door with a wide view.

The boy sitting in the first row had no intention of playing with the pen, and held the pen tightly in his hand. The girl by the window stared at the speaker in front of her, her eyes motionless. The boys in the last row sat up straight and scratched their hair impatiently.

The paper was handed out, and Yi Ning retracted his gaze and answered the question seriously.

——

Wangzu Middle School across the street.

Song Jingyi sat in the middle of the classroom.

She propped her head on one hand and lazily wrote her answers.

【B。 】

【C。 】

【A。 】

Song Jingyi didn't even look at the question, and filled in the answer with the voice of the Xueba system, like a robot being controlled.

[Swear, don't think about it. 】

[Haohao is like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and I don't know where it stops. 】

Song Jingyi wrote "Feng" as "with", and the Xueba system immediately reminded her.

["Feng" is a fake word. 】

The Xueba system adjusted the adjustment plan in a timely manner, and presented the answers to the test papers in a more intuitive way in front of Song Jingyi's eyes.

Song Jingyi changed from dictating the answers to copying the answers, and the speed of writing accelerated.

The two hours passed quickly, and Song Jingyi handed the test paper that had already been completed to the teacher.

When packing the pencil case, Song Jingyi heard the two of them discussing in a whisper.

"Is this the majesty of a scholar? I racked my brains and couldn't hold back a word, but Song Jingyi wrote like a god! ”

"This year's questions are so difficult, I can't wait to become a three-headed and six-armed Nezha, and seeing her holding her head and writing the test papers leisurely, my mentality is a little broken."

"The exam is like playing a copy, you and I have been abused by the big boss thousands of times and can't pass the test, and a student like her is like opening a lock and hanging blood, no matter how difficult the question is, she can't let her shed a little blood."

The corners of Song Jingyi's mouth hooked into a smile.

She has a school bully system, isn't it just open?