Chapter 388: The Cycle of Cause and Effect (3)

When the Chinese teacher announced the report card, the class immediately boiled.

Tang Tang's grades still failed, and he only scored 50 points. Ren Jingjing scored 140 points.

Ren Jingjing stared at the test paper, was stunned, and immediately buckled the paper on the table.

Xie Bangchen tugged at his hair and looked at Tang Tang's straight back worriedly.

"It's miserable. This time, my jelly beans are going to make a fool of themselves. Capsized in the gutter. Miserable, miserable! ”

Xia Zheng skillfully turned the pen between his fingers, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"Ren Jingjing actually scored 140 points? It's incredible! ”

"Her usual score of 60 is an extraordinary performance. This exam turned out to be the first in the class? Is there any mistake? ”

"Maybe people are suddenly working hard?"

"Didn't Tang Tang lose?"

"Actually, I would prefer to lose the surname Ren."

"Me too, she usually likes to bully people and is arrogant. I thought that Tang Tang could take out this evil breath for us, but it seems that he failed miserably. ”

The person sitting in front of Tang Tang began to whisper. Hearing this, Tang Tang was upset for a while.

Not far away, Ren Jingjing's sworn friends also had a lively discussion.

"Sister Jing, you are too powerful. The first in the class, a perfect counterattack. It's too much to give us a long face. ”

"Sister Jing, Sister Jing, the surname Tang is going to kneel down and kowtow to you. After a while, I will record a video and post it on the Internet for everyone to worship. ”

"I also want her to buy KFC, and the whole class will eat one for three days."

"Sister Jing is mighty. Sister Jing is domineering. ”

Ren Jingjing's hand pressed on the roll, as if she was smiling.

Tang Tang glanced at the scroll again, and his sharp eyes were like knives and glared at Ren Jingjing with murderous aura.

The spinning pen in Xia Zheng's hand stopped and stabbed Tang Tang in the back.

"Bear with this?"

Tang Tang looked back at Xia Zheng strangely, and he actually smiled back to her firmly. Tang Tang was stunned, adjusted his body, slapped his hand on the table, and stood up suddenly.

Her action frightened the teacher who was making the wrong question.

"Tang Tang, what are you doing?"

Tang Tang grabbed the test paper on the table: "Teacher, this is not my paper." My rolls have been repackaged. ”

As soon as her voice fell, it was like a scoop of cold water poured into hot oil and exploded.

"Rebag? What do you mean? ”

"Is there anyone who is making trouble?"

"Isn't it? Who is so bold as to dare to do such a degrading thing? ”

The Chinese teacher's eraser slammed on the lectern to remind the students to be quiet.

The discussion became quieter, and the teacher asked: "Tang Tang, you make it clearer, what's going on?" ”

Ren Jingjing was white under Tang Tang's gaze, and sweat slowly oozed from her forehead.

Tang Tang shook off the test paper in his hand and showed it to the surrounding classmates: "This paper is not mine." My test paper was reloaded. ”

The Chinese teacher encountered this kind of thing for the first time, and held the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, "Why do you say that this test paper is not yours?" It's got your name on it! ”

Tang Tang snorted coldly in his heart: It's really stupid. Write my name is mine? Then I can see that everything I like has my name written on it, and this thing belongs to me?

The plot with the word Tang Tang written on Xia Zheng's smooth head suddenly flashed in her mind.

Ridiculous. She closed her eyes to block out the strange thought.

"My pen can prove that this scroll is not mine." People who cheat are even more stupid. I want to use this clumsy method to win against myself, what about IQ? IQ was eaten by dogs.

She glanced at Ren Jingjing again.

The Chinese teacher stepped down from the podium, took Tang Tang's paper and looked at it, and then flipped up her notebook.

The more she rolled her brow, the tighter she wrinkled.