Dream. The music teacher said to him, "It's an exam, cheating in exam time, it's not allowed by the school, don't think about plagiarism, write the exam paper honestly." ”

"I can't write the exam paper honestly." The classmate muttered quietly.

"It won't be because you don't study well." The music teacher sat back on the podium again, "Calm down, do the test papers, don't think so much, it's useless." ”

Classrooms are back on track.

Ji Qian also stood up by the way and patrolled the classroom again.

Then he sat back in front of the electronic keyboard and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

How to answer, still can't answer this question, the more nineteen thoughts look at the question, the more dizzy they become.

Seeing the end, she simply folded the test paper in half, stopped doing it, took out her notebook, and focused on writing.

There's nothing in the world that makes her happier than writing.

"It's 8:50 now, and there are still forty minutes before the end of the exam, and the students who took the test paper last night can check the test paper." The music teacher said to the students.

"If you have more than enough heart, you can't do enough." A classmate said.

The music teacher said: "If you have more than enough, you have to know how to be enough, especially think about it, after the end of the exam, you will be able to have a summer vacation." ”

"Contentment is not enough."

The fan on the ceiling was 'squeaking', and the nineteen thoughts of spinning were dizzy.

Sunlight shines through the glass and shines in the classroom.

It's hot!

"Teacher, can you turn up the wind of the fan a little bit?" One classmate said, "There's no fan here." ”

"Yes."

The music teacher stood up and was about to adjust the fan, after changing gears.

He asked his classmates sitting under the fan.

"Is the wind fast?" He said, "If the wind is high, I'll turn you down a gear." ”

"It's ok. You can't scratch off the test papers. The classmate said.

"It doesn't affect you to do the test papers."

The music teacher stepped off the podium with confidence, intending to take a walk around the classroom to see how the wind was going.

"Report to the teacher, I have finished writing the test paper, should we go through the test paper?" Zhao Chenhuan raised his hand.

"Check it yourself when you're done." The music teacher said to her, "Don't always think about plagiarism, it's not good." ”

"But, after the test paper is finished, can't you think about it?" Zhao Chenhuan said, "Also, didn't you just say that you want to compare the answer with me and compare who has a higher score." ”

"You're thinking too much. I was just kidding. The music teacher sat down at the lectern, rubbed his temples and said, "At your age, you need to use your brains to think more about problems." ”

"The point is that the brain is not flexible." A classmate said, "Anyway, the summer vacation is coming soon, and there are still home visits, can't you be a little accommodating to the teacher?" ”

"Yes! Teacher, you have to think about our home visits, it's a shame that we don't do well in the exam. The classmate at the bottom excused himself and said, "Don't you want us to get a good score in the exam?" ”

I usually don't have to listen to classes, but now I talk to the music teacher, and they are strangely active.

One after another, there are so many words.

Zhao Chenhuan said: "Teacher, didn't you just say that you wanted to talk to me about the test paper, why did you suddenly change your mind now." ”

"You ......," the music teacher picked up another piece of chalk from the chalk box.

Now, he regrets his previous behavior more and more, what do you think, what kind of math test paper to write, can't honestly invigilate?

"Ugh." Zhao Chenhuan shook his head, "Sure enough, it fooled us, cut." ”

Listening to their nagging voice one after another, Ji Qian couldn't sit still.

She stood up and said, "The examination room should be quiet and quiet, why do you always like to plagiarize other people's test papers, and what others do must be right?" You have to believe in your own level, don't let others say that one plus one equals two, and you just copy it, what if you copy it wrong? ”

Zhao Chenhuan said: "That's right, isn't one plus one equal to two?" ”

Ji Qian was immediately unhappy.

"The head teacher speaks, don't keep interjecting." Ji Qian said, "Do the test papers seriously, Zhao Chenhuan." Otherwise, when I visit my home during the summer vacation, I will be the first to go to your house. ”

"Ahh No! Don't! ”

Ji Qian's expression was serious, and he glanced at Zhao Chenhuan.

Zhao Chenhuan had to bow his head to do the question.

Ten minutes passed like this.

The nineteen thoughts written with my head buried in my head have all written more than 300 words.

"Teacher, can you help me look at this question?"

The Literature and Art Committee raised his hand.

"Which one?" The music teacher picked up his exam paper from last night and stepped off the podium.

"That's it."

She placed her pen on the question.

"That's the right question." The music teacher said, "Are you doing the problem in the wrong way, show me your solution." ”

The committee member then handed over a draft of his solution.

The music teacher took a serious look at it and said to her; "Your above calculations don't seem to be wrong, but ......"

"Just what?" The Literature and Art Committee asked him.

The music teacher didn't understand, so he handed her the test paper in his hand.

"Take it for yourself, I wrote the answers in this test paper." The music teacher said.

After taking the test paper he handed over, the literary and art committee member didn't even look at it, glanced at it directly, and immediately picked up the pen, carried the music teacher's answers, and copied them.

"Hey, hey, use your brain, think about the problem, okay?" The music teacher tapped on the table in front of her, "No plagiarism!" ”

In fact, he just dealt with it casually. Where can the literary and art committee listen?

Originally, she didn't know how to do the test paper, but when she found a complete test paper, she simply copied it.

Ji Qian in front also saw this scene, and she didn't say anything.

He just stood up and said to his classmates: "It's good that everyone knows, don't spread the word about this." ”

"Yes, we all understand." Zhao Chenhuan said.

"If you know." The music teacher said, "You students, you don't listen to math classes, and when it comes to exams, you rely on plagiarism to solve problems, and now I can occasionally be kind enough to solve some problems for you that you can't do in math problems." ”

"You have to think about the college entrance examination later." The music teacher said to them, "You have to think about your future. ”

No one listened to him, and the music teacher shook his head helplessly, and walked back to the front podium and sat down.

The test papers were passed from the hands of the literary clerks in the class and passed over again.

Sitting on the podium, there is a scene that happens below, and the music teacher sees it all.

They were listless just now because they were messed up by doing the test papers, and when they heard that there were test papers that could be plagiarized, they all became energetic.

Take the test paper from behind.