Song Wanqiao watched her try to put on an appearance of escaping from her life, crying and laughing, "I learned rhetoric very well." ”

"False praise, false praise."

Jiang Lige is really not ashamed, and she can't hear the sarcasm, but she is relieved, except for repetition, she uses other rhetorical techniques very unfamiliarly, but fortunately she only shows a small appearance.

In the middle of the class, the geography teacher began to chatter, "In the future, try not to be too far away from home, so as not to worry about my parents all the time, like I am an only child, and I also work in other places, my mother always says that she feels lonely." ”

There were boys at the bottom who coaxed, "Let your mother have another one." ”

Instantly burst into laughter.

Whenever this happens, Jiang Lige will take advantage of the chaos to look left and right, and his mouth is itchy.

She leaned into Song Wanqiao's ear, "Song Wanqiao, I have a question for you, was I on the list of cheaters in that chemistry make-up exam at the beginning?" ”

"Yes."

"That'...... Why is there no name for me in the end? ”

"I don't know."

"Don't know? So how do you know my name is on the list? ”

The girl's crisp voice came, and a mischievous smile flashed in her eyes.

Song Wanqiao was surprised, she always had a pot of mashed potatoes in her head, and she would actually trick him.

The sights collided in the air, and Song Wanqiao exhaled gloomily, "Jiang Lige." ”

"Huh?"

"Don't copy it again."

"This ...... I'm afraid, a little ...... It's difficult! Jiang Lige laughed dryly twice.

Coming into contact with a burning gaze, he immediately changed his words, "But don't worry, for your sake, for your sake of protecting me, I swear, I will definitely change it, and try to copy as little as possible in the future." ”

Change is change, change or not change is another matter.

She is a woman and a villain, except for formal exams, monthly exams, and final exams, which are occasions to stick to principles, she usually copies the homework of various subjects, which is the norm, and it is a bad habit developed for more than ten years, and it is addictive like smoking, and she can't quit.

As a result, familiar scenes are repeated over and over again.

Jiang Lige grabbed the end of Song Wanqiao's clothes, "I promise, the last time, next time I will finish my homework on time." ”

Song Wanqiao: ......

"If you don't give it to me, I'll go find the bear!"

Song Wanqiao: ......

"I count three times, 1, 2, 2.1, 2.2, 2.5, 2.55......"

"Jiang Lige, did you smoke opium? Do you have to smoke it? ”

"Please, just a few multiple-choice questions, I really can't do it."

Song Wanqiao: ......

"I'm really going to find someone else!"

Glancing at her gloomily, Song Wanqiao threw down the exercise book as if issuing a holy decree.

That's it, just copy it, she didn't kill people and set fires.

And the result of this is really not very good, and it is mixed with a hint of embarrassment.

In physics class, Lao Liu lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "This homework, there are twelve multiple-choice questions, and only one student in the class has done all the right, guess who it is?" ”

"Song Wanqiao!"

"Big Bear!"

The two voices are intertwined and uneven, like cheerleaders cheering for the top two track and field athletes at a sports meeting.

Whoever shouts louder, the victory will belong to the side.

"It's not right, it's Jiang Lige, Song Wanqiao and Da Xiong have all done a wrong question~"

Class: ......

Jiang Lige: Suddenly I was struck by a dry thunder from the dome.

"Everyone put their hands together, raised them above their heads, and applauded Jiang Lige's progress!"

This is Lao Liu's rule, he said, the word "palm" is composed of "Shang" and "hand", and the hand can only touch the nobility when it is raised to the highest.

He is a good teacher and believes that every bit of progress of his students is earned by his own head, so he never doubts others.

It was precisely in this way that Jiang Lige felt even more self-ashamed, she felt as if she had instantly turned into a big bad wolf who deceived the little white rabbit.

All kinds of unbelievable voices filled her ears, and she didn't have the heart to listen, only thinking about who could give her three feet of white silk and let her die.

However, she still has a big revenge that has not been avenged, and she will not be blind to death.

Thinking of this, she angrily decided to live for a while.

It was enough to make Ling Chi's eyes look like he didn't glance at the person next to him, and his hand twisted Song Wanqiao's clothes under the table, "Did you do it on purpose?" You guessed that I would secretly change the answer, and I like to change the number to "7", so I deliberately made a mistake, didn't I? ”

Song Wanqiao's deep eyes stared at the blackboard, her jaw was tight, and she was calm and unwavering, "You think too much." ”

Is she thinking too much?

Ha? She's a fool, but it's too obvious, and the question he got wrong happens to be the seventh.

"Count you ruthless."

She didn't believe it, he returned to a full score in mathematics, physics and chemistry, a few broken exercises, and could he still carelessly lose Jingzhou?

He is not a big bear, he eats a bowl of beef noodles in the morning, holds chopsticks in one hand and a pen in the other, and it is normal for his eyes to have problems occasionally.

Song Wanqiao: ......

Jiang Lige: "You black-bellied man, scheming boy!" ”

Song Wanqiao: ......

In physical education class, the physical education teacher finally made a public appearance after a long period of "serious illness".

He led everyone to pretend to move a few times, and then announced the disbandment and free movement.

Jiang Lige surrounded the playground, grabbing the unique pebbles on the ground and desperately torturing them, which was a small action she would do when she was in a bad mood.

Fang Tang didn't give up questioning her because she was not in good condition, but despised her skills very much, "Jiang Jiang, what's the matter with you?" Are you a habitual copyist? How can you still make such a low-level mistake? ”

"I just thought he was all right, so I changed it smartly."

"You're only going to change one? Awesome! Sugar cube gave a thumbs up and praised her for her courage.

"Aren't there only twelve in total? I'm afraid that I'm going to make too many mistakes, and Lao Liu will talk to me again. ”

Jiang Lige muttered depressedly, he was really greedy enough to swallow an elephant and lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

"I'm careless, I hope you can learn from it, and then become bigger and stronger in the plagiarism industry, from now on, it will not leak, and ten thousand people will be invincible!"

"I will, but I'm so embarrassed this time, the whole class knows I didn't do it myself."

"Don't do that, Seon lost his horse......"

"There is no end to bad things." Jiang Lige answered weakly.

The next day, she changed her strategy and tactics, Song Wanqiao's can't be copied, and so many other people she doesn't believe that she can't find a suitable one for herself, it's a big deal, she doesn't believe in evil anymore, cut~

So, she buried her head in a lot of homework and pulled around, like picking out the clothes she wanted to wear every day in her large plastic bag.

Song Wanqiao looked at the messy scene on her desk, the books were all submerged, and only one corner was exposed, and she couldn't help frowning, "Mine can't be copied?" ”

"No, yours is almost the standard answer, I only have two results every time I copy it, fill in all the right, what I didn't fill in is because I don't dare to do it, in the long run, the teacher will doubt me."

Jiang Lige replied casually, since she was praised by Lao Liu's class last time, she had buried a deep shadow in her heart, Song Wanqiao's homework was more poisonous than poison, and she would die if she touched it.

Song Wanqiao was helpless, staring at her with her arms around her chest, this person seemed to have a lot of luck on the left side of the door.

In order to keep your desktop clean and tidy no longer like a battlefield, you can still not put your homework on your desk in the future, just throw it to her.

After thinking for a while, he remembered that there were still people who had not handed in, and got up to collect the rest of the homework.

Zhao Minghao was copying in full swing, a shadow covered the page, and before he could look up, the book was forcibly taken away.

"Hey, hey, class representative, you can't treat it differently, a bowl of water should be level, Jiang Lige is a scumbag, am I not a scumbag? I also need relief, I need care! ”

Looking at Song Wanqiao's straight and slender back, his psychological route at the moment can go around the earth for a week.