The invigilator walked behind Leng Jun lightly, and the whole person paused when he saw the handwriting.

Are Nima sure it wasn't written by the same person? It's exactly the same handwriting!

The words of both men are equally uninhibited and uninhibited.

The invigilator didn't look at Mu Jiu's paper anymore, so he turned back and forth to read the words of these two people.

After all, Mu Jiu and Leng Jun's words are very good-looking, not to mention how they look, just looking at them is also a visual feast.

As a result, many people began to lament that this exam was too harsh.

In the past, the invigilator used to sit in a chair and watch them, but this time they were still walking around.

What they didn't expect was that the invigilator was just looking at Mu Jiu and Leng Jun's words.

It's just that Leng Jun is sitting in the first row, and Mu Jiu is sitting in the last row, and they are both in the corner, but not in the same direction.

Therefore, the distance between Mu Jiu and Leng Jun is the farthest in the entire classroom.

Because of this, they misunderstood the invigilator's intentions.

They all thought that their little actions had been discovered by the teacher.

Of course, this is a small part, and the rest does not matter.

The invigilator walked back and forth, but Mu Jiu was bored and began to turn his pen.

The invigilator walked over suspiciously, swept Mu Jiu's papers, and saw that Mu Jiu had finished writing them all.

Mu Jiu looked up at the invigilator, restrained the sharpness in his eyes, and smiled politely, "Teacher, can you submit the papers in advance?" ”

The invigilator originally didn't have any feelings for Mu Jiu, but now he inexplicably feels that Mu Jiu is well-behaved and sensible, and he must be a good boy.

The examination room was already very quiet, and although Mu Jiu's voice was obviously lowered, he could still clearly hear what Mu Jiu said in the quiet classroom.

Many people glanced back at Mu Jiu in surprise, and then calmly continued to answer the question.

I guess it's written blindly!

Leng Jun put down his pen with Mu Jiu almost at the same time, but the people in Beijing No. 1 Middle School had long been accustomed to Leng Jun's perversion, so they felt that it was normal for Leng Jun to finish every exam before half of the time had passed.

But Mu Jiu is different, Mu Jiu is an experimental class for them that relies on those relationships in the family.

There is no shortage of powerful people in Beijing No. 1 Middle School, so naturally I feel that it is nothing new, it is nothing more than relying on the family to eat and drink, and I have a beautiful face.

They have always looked at strength in Beijing No. 1 Middle School, and without strength, everything is in vain.

The invigilator also smiled, "You can't hand in the paper in advance, you can check it carefully again, this time the question is quite difficult." ”

Mu Jiu looked at the invigilator puzzled.

Is it hard?

Of course, she couldn't have said it.

After all, she listened carefully to the teacher's lectures every day, and naturally knew that many of the topics were out of the curriculum.

It is estimated that they want to take advantage of this monthly exam to hit their self-confidence, put away their minds and spend more time on studying, so that they can go to the next level.

Leng Jun also turned around and glanced at Mu Jiu, who was also very bored, and cast a sympathetic look.

As soon as she turned around to look at Leng Jun, the invigilator saw Leng Jun's gaze beside her.

There was even a little grievance in that gaze.

Invigilator: "......"

Mu Jiu: "......"

Mu Jiu, who perfectly misunderstood Leng Jun's meaning, glared at Leng Jun fiercely.

The old lady didn't bully you, don't touch the porcelain!

Leng Jun: "? ”

Leng Jun cast a puzzled look at Mu Jiu again, but Mu Jiu ignored him at all!