"That's enough, it's endless." Xie Jue sat up and cast a sharp look at Song Zhu, but turned his head when he saw the other party staring at those watery eyes with an innocent expression.

Twisting his eyebrows a little impatiently, Xie Jue turned his head to the other side and continued to lie on the table and fall asleep.

Xie Jue's low roar was not loud or small, but it was a little sudden, and the surrounding classmates also quieted down instantly, and they all looked here.

Song Zhu was slightly stunned and pressed his eyebrows, only to feel that the temper of this villain at the same table was indeed bigger, but compared with his later murder and arson, it was nothing.

After all, he is a mature adult, but he will not worry too much about Xie Jue because of this, and he does not have too many emotions. Song Zhu put the money away, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a few sips, thinking about what to do with the windfall.

The class bell rang quickly, and a round woman walked in, exuding jewels all over her body.

I saw her put a stack of test papers on the lectern, pushed the red-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said in a weird manner: "Everyone did well in this mock exam." It's just that some people should stop taking chances. ”

The woman paused, glanced at Song Zhu meaningfully, and continued: "Cheating is not found to be good does not mean how good you are, and the results containing water are meaningless. ”

Hearing this, the classmates in the class were not calm in an instant, and they all took Song Zhu into the seat and cast a disdainful look at her. During this time, Song Zhu's results have improved by leaps and bounds, although he has improved a little at a time, but the contrast is too great.

"I'll just say, how did she improve so fast? Now it's finally revealing a flaw!"

"That is, how is it possible that several disciplines are progressing at the same time? It won't be to win Mu Jiangzhu's attention, right? What an unscrupulous means! ”

"The point is that she counted down before! The foundation is so weak. I have been pestering Mu Jiang all day long, and now I have changed so much all of a sudden. It's despicable and shameless. ”

The classmates who were handing out the rolls saw Song Zhu's rolls, and they were not calm for a moment: "Song Zhu is full of marks!" Mu Jiang is only 132! How is it possible? ”

Hearing this, a lot of people instantly gathered around that classmate, and Song Zhu's scroll was rummaged over and over with an unbelievable expression.

As if confirming what the English teacher said, they all looked at Song Zhu with jealous expressions.

Xie Jue also half-sat up when he heard the movement, supporting his head with one hand, half-squinting his eyes, and looking at everything lazily.

When the scroll returned to Song Zhu's hands, it had already been ravaged and unshaped.

Song Zhu twitched the corners of his mouth, only feeling that he was doing the question, forgetting to control the accuracy rate, and was negligent for a while.

She looked up at the English teacher and just wanted to say something, when she heard the English teacher say in a weird manner: "Song Zhu, you can translate the fourth reading." This is a bit more difficult to read, and almost all the students are wiped out, and you're all right. ”

The classmates burst out laughing.

"Rise up and speak! Aren't you amazing? All right, the only perfect score in the whole grade. ”

"Let you copy! Interesting? It's really a trick and the quality is bad, and it still can't be put on the table. ”

Mu Jiangzhu's eyes flashed, and the eyes that looked at Song Zhu also changed. In this reading, he only got one question right.

Xie Jue rubbed his ears a little impatiently, only to feel that this group of people were like flies.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Song Zhu, and saw that the girl did not panic in the slightest, but just browsed the scroll very calmly. While reading, while translating, I explained to everyone.

The classroom was still very noisy, but everyone was shocked when they heard Song Zhu's pure English pronunciation. Although it is not completely Native English, it is standard enough to stand out among the Chinese people.

Whether it is pronunciation, translation, or explanation of exercises, it is shocking.

For Song Zhu, this is also what she had to practice in her last life because she often had to participate in international academic seminars.

Even the English teacher was not calm, not to mention the pronunciation, just those few exercises, she also checked the information for a long time before sorting out and analyzing, but she didn't expect the girl to speak lightly, as if there were answers on the paper.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, the English teacher walked to Song Zhu's side, only to see that the paper was blank, as if everything Song Zhu said just now was an illusion.

"Teacher, I'm done." Song Zhu's eyes flashed, and he threw a warm smile at the English teacher.

Xie Jue next to him also seemed to be a little surprised, raised his eyes and glanced at his former tablemate, who was said to be on par with his own ranking, and continued to fall asleep, not caring about the English teacher by his side.

It's just that students like Xie Jue are almost all students whose teachers have given up, and it is already rare to see him appear in class, and they turn a blind eye to his sleep.

The English teacher seemed to be still immersed in Song Zhu's explanation, and coughed awkwardly twice when he reacted: "That's a good job, please take a seat."

"I'll just say, some people don't take shortcuts, if they can be as down-to-earth as Song Zhu, how fast the progress should be!"

Students: "......"

"Song Zhu, I don't understand this question very well, can you tell me more?" After class, there was an unexpected person next to Song Zhu's seat.

I saw Mu Jiang bending over and standing at Song Zhu's table with a serious face.

The classmates were instantly messy, but they were a little entangled in whether Song Zhu really had such capital.

Xie Jue glanced at this side cowardly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of ridicule, and he got up and walked out of the classroom with some irritability.

Doesn't she like Mu Jiangzhu? The male god took the initiative to approach, and now he is stealing the fun!

Xie Jue put one hand in his pants pocket, and somehow remembered the picture of Chen Zhou touching Song Zhu's head, and suddenly felt a little irritable, and kicked the table at the door of the classroom.

This woman is still so hypocritical.

Mu Jiangzhu stood aside, Song Zhu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, she really didn't want to have anything to do with Mu Jiangzhu: "Ahem, this question ......"

"Mu Jiang stops, someone is looking for it."

Just as Song Zhu finally entered the state and was about to explain to Mu Jiang, a loud voice interrupted the two.

Song Zhu raised his eyes, and saw Ruan Yunxi wearing a white dress, with a crystal hairpin on his head that looked quite delicate, standing at the door like a princess, and his face was still dyed with a shy crimson.

I have to say that Ruan Yunxi really has the capital to be a school girl and a heroine. I don't know how many boys and girls have charmed me just by this fairy-like dress, let alone her gentle and kind character.

Thinking of the plot in the later stage where Xie Jue stopped robbing the hostess and Mu Jiang to stop killing people because of the blackening of the heroine, Song Zhu's temples jumped and retracted his gaze.

The school's school flower appeared at the door of the class and wanted to find Mu Jiang, the boys in the class instantly coaxed, and Ruan Yunxi's cheeks instantly turned red.

Speaking of which, this period of time is still the stage where the male and female protagonists are in love with each other. Ruan Yunxi is the representative of the English class next door, and Mu Jiangsu is the representative of the English class of this class, and the two inevitably intersect.

This time, without his own interference, the relationship between the two should go well! It's just that no matter what, I can't go to prison anymore.

"Song Zhu, don't you like Mu Jiangzhu? Aren't you sad? The girl in the front seat turned around with some gossip.

Song Zhu sighed and opened the thermos cup: "Who said ......?"

These little fools, falling in love is more interesting than studying.