Memorial: "......"

The little girl puffed up, "Don't talk to me!" Don't interfere with my revision! ”

"Okay, last word."

Memorials stared at him suspiciously.

"If you don't want to rub your neck, it's not impossible to rub it somewhere else......" The sentence provoked the little girl to blow up her hair every minute, seeing that the rabbit was in a hurry to bite, Lu Xingye changed his words, "Borrow a pencil." ”

"You think beautifully! Don't borrow! You bite your finger and smear the blood book! ”

Oh huh?

Really angry?

Lu Xingye, who had been repeatedly tested on the verge of death, said slowly: "Then even if I paint it, the machine sweep won't give me points, memorial, do you want me to lose so much?" If you lose, you'll have to sit at the same table with Ling Yuran. ”

"It's good to sit at the same table with him, at least he won't be like some people who don't even carry a pencil."

Saying this, Memorials pulled out a mechanical pencil from his pencil case.

Thinking that Lu Xingye might run out of water with that pen, he took out two more black pens and slapped them in front of Lu Xingye.

Lu Xingye's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "Thank you, at the same table~"

Remembrance: ......!!

"Y-What do you call me......"

"Are you allowed to call, but not me?" Lu Xingye turned his pen, his knotted fingers were cold and white, as if the artist had carved perfect art, and deliberately lengthened his tone, "At the same table, how about giving you the first place in the exam?" ”

The little rice cake was so ashamed that she couldn't speak, and she wanted to jump into the bowl and bury it.

"Hmph, the first one is mine!"

"Okay, it's yours." Lu Xingye said with a low smile.

…

The weekly test invigilation is not so strict, they are all teachers of each class, and there is no seat number, just pull the table apart.

"The first subject is language, everyone warms up first." The Chinese teacher opened the kraft bag, "The essay must be written, who dares not to write the exam and come to the office for a day trip." ”

The rolls are passed from the front row to the last row in turn.

The bell rang, the answer signal came out on the radio, and for a while, the classroom was filled with the sound of the tip of a pen rustling on the paper.

Commemorative Xi writes slowly, and she suffers a little bit in the Chinese test, and she only finished writing half of the sheet when she heard the sound of turning the scroll next to her.

couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Lu Xingye.

The side lines of the young man's face were sharp and smooth, and the speed of doing the questions was fast, and the memorial was staring at him for a moment, he had already finished reading with ten lines at a glance, and wrote the answers with a brush.

Remembrance knew that he was hidden, but he didn't know what his true level was, and wanted to see if he was answering questions or scribbling, so he glanced at the words on his paper......

This...... Is it really a word......

Remembrance gave up decisively, forget it, why torture his eyes......

Mu Ying's weekly test can be handed in in advance, and after an hour and twenty minutes, Ling Yuran put down his pen and stood up to hand in the paper on the podium.

Everyone in the class: ???

What kind of fairy speed is this??

Many of them haven't even written their essays yet!!

Ling Yuran finished handing in the paper and subconsciously looked at the back row.

Remembrance Xi was still answering the question seriously, and Lu Xingye next to her was lying on the table, with one hand on the back of her head, looking at the sleeping position, it was estimated that she had been asleep for a while.

A touch of contempt crossed Ling Yuran's eyes, a scumbag is really a scumbag, and he can't even do a volume of this level.

…

In the next two days of the exam, everyone in Class S witnessed Ling Yuran's extremely fast handing in the papers.

Brush, hair curls.

Smack, hand in!

This is simply not a way to live!!

Big Lu, you will definitely lose!