"Alive, don't scream." Wen Ling is still copying homework with a small face.

That's it......

You're a photocopier, right?

The handwriting on Wen Ling's scroll, as well as the size of the specification, and even the distribution of the layout, are exactly the same as the scroll handed over by Liu Xinhan.

Even if you look closely, it's still exactly the same.

System 233 was already stunned.

"You're copying and pasting, and you'll be found by the teacher?" Although this kind of holiday homework papers, the teacher will not approve them at all.

After the class, I just talked about it.

But System 233 still needs to be reminded, in case there is a paper that needs to be handed in in the future, you copy and paste it directly, this is the rhythm of the conspirators to be offered out together.

Hearing 233 say this, Wen Ling's little face tightened.

In the end, he directly broke the jar and broke it: "Ah, what's wrong with me not being literate, if I am literate, can I copy it directly like this?" ”

Illiterate???

I see, the main god didn't say it, the little ginseng spirit can't read.

I knew this earlier, so I changed the world of early childhood and learned slowly.

This is a high school junior, and the little ginseng essence is no longer a scumbag, this is a study of poison.

Toxic scum.

System 233 After being shocked, he thought about it, the little ginseng essence received the essence of heaven and earth, rain and dew, wind and frost, and it was indeed growing savagely in the wild, and no one had guided it.

It is said that spiritual wisdom is developed by oneself, and cultivation is also pondered by oneself.

There was no one to guide her, and naturally no one took her to read and write.

But now in the third year of high school, even if the original owner is a scumbag, the original owner is at least ......

Read.

System 233 only felt that his head was bald.

233 couldn't speak, and Wen Ling was still copying and pasting.

Fortunately, in this paper, the teacher can still fool the past if he doesn't check or correct it.

233 originally wanted to say that I have some crash courses here for reading and writing, or you should come here.

As a result, in the next second, Wen Ling stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the classroom door.

233's gaze passed together.

In October, when the breath is slightly cool, it gets dark early.

It was five o'clock, and it was already dark.

In order for the students to have a good learning environment, the lights in the classrooms have already been turned on.

Reflecting the faint lights, the cold and unparalleled school grass adults entered the classroom.

Hwaseong No. 1 High School does not require students to wear school uniforms.

You only need to wear it when you have to exercise between classes.

Usually it's a private service.

After all, I have half a day off a week, and I go home to adjust, and the school uniform is not very dry.

In addition, the school's uniform is still pure white, which is even more difficult to maintain.

Therefore, everyone is usually in private service, that is, when exercising between classes, deal with it.

At this time, Wen Heng was wearing a white sweatshirt, with a light blue decorative horizontal strip on the chest of the sweatshirt, and a simple pair of jeans on the lower body.

Wen Heng's height is 1.8 meters, which is already considered tall among the students in the third year of high school.

After all, many boys, after the third year of high school, may no longer grow.

Some get to college and can grow a little longer.

Wen Heng's height......

Oh yes, after graduating from the college entrance examination, Hwaseong was destroyed, and he didn't escape, so Wen Ling didn't know if he was long or not.

Wen Heng's figure is particularly well proportioned, with a pair of long legs that are thin and long, but full of strength.

Ordinary jeans worn on him make people feel that the taste of these pants has become different.

That face is green and handsome.

The eyebrows and eyes are cold, like the white snow of the mountains, and they are cold all year round.

His lips are light and thin, and when he doesn't smile, it will give him an indescribable seriousness.