Chapter 207 This person is too expensive to drink water
Song Zixi, who was going to call Gong Jiuan, saw Lin Yao who suddenly came into sight, slowed down, put the school uniform coat that he had taken off on one hand, freed his hand, and waved at the person:
"Hi~Squad Leader Lin, it looks like you did well in the exam!"
The two stood side by side, Lin Yao had a slight smile on her lips: "It's okay, how about you?"
"That's it." Song Zixi put one hand in his pocket and shrugged: "It's still as much as you want to test."
His Chinese score is not top-notch, but it's not low either, just stuck at less than one hundred and twenty-three.
Lin Yao smiled lightly and remained silent.
Because the right side of her examination room turned to the stairs, Gong Jiu took two steps silently, and stood there, waiting for the two to approach.
It was probably due to the heavy fog this morning. After finishing the test papers and leaving the examination room, the hazy fog had dissipated.
People who put on thin coats because of the coolness in the morning took off their outer layers one after another, revealing the white and blue T-shirts inside.
Lin Yao didn't bring a school uniform jacket, but wore a blue and white short T-shirt inside, revealing hands as slender as lotus root, with fair skin.
only…
His eyes fell on the girl's wrist, which was covered with a layer of pure white bandages, and the scattered light fell on it, which was particularly conspicuous.
Gong Jiu's brows furrowed involuntarily.
As it was approaching, Song Zixi stood beside Gong Jiumiao, tilted his head, and looked into the examination room through the window. In his vision, the invigilator stopped in front of the desks of the examinees who had already left, and was reaching out to pick up the desk. test questions.
Turning straight, he said, "Jiuan, you came out so early? I'm afraid you won't hand in a blank paper?"
Lin Yao yelled first, and upon hearing this, she also raised her head slightly to look at her, with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes glistening.
However, Gong Jiu silently ignored him, his eyes fell on Lin Yao's bandaged wrist impartially, and his brows were slightly frowned: "What did you do with this hand?"
It feels like I haven't seen her for a week, why did this girl hurt her wrist.
"Ah? Oh~ this, this," Lin Yao was taken aback for a moment, followed her gaze, and then realized it later, subconsciously blocked it with something, "I just went to the kitchen to pour some hot water two days ago , I accidentally burned it."
Facing Gong Jiu and talking silently, she seemed a little nervous and stammered a little, and Song Zixi who was on the side laughed directly.
"Jiuyin, you don't know, this man takes a lot of water."
Hearing the little ridicule in his words, Lin Yao secretly poked and rolled her eyes at Song Zixi, and then said, "Student Song, are you ready for tomorrow's lecture?"
Song Zixi, who was originally amused, paused, unable to laugh at all.
Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted...
Song Zixi could pass at worst no matter which subject he was in, but he failed every time in physics.
Seeing his gray face, Lin Yao parted her lips triumphantly and smiled.
Let this person always take pleasure in making fun of her.
Staying on the bandage for a few seconds, Gong Jiu looked away silently, turned around and stepped forward, "Let's go."
There were people walking by, and their eyes couldn't stop glancing at the lazy and unruly young man.
The exam time in the afternoon is set at two o’clock, and it’s only after eleven o’clock, so it’s still early, so I have to eat first.
"Hey Jiuan, you haven't answered my question yet..." Song Zixi started talking and followed Gong Jiuan.
"What?…"
"Don't tell me that you really handed in a blank paper..."
"..."
After two seconds: "No."
"Are the previous Weibo... all true? When did you meet a supermodel Jiuhan?"
"That's right, God Gu..."
"..."
The thing in Lin Yao's hand was taken by Gong Jiuan, and she spent all her time listening to Song Zixi's endless questions.
She said, how could this person not make noise about these things...
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In the examination room, the rest of the students buried their heads, and at a glance, they were sparse.
The invigilator held hands and wandered back and forth in the aisle.
The male teacher wearing glasses stopped in front of an empty seat by the window, picked up the test paper on the table, and was about to look at the test paper that had only been done for half an hour.
The appearance of the teenager sleeping in the examination room came to mind, and he shook his head.
The first thing that catches the eye is the boy's name. The font is strong and powerful, and there is a bit of wildness unique to young people in the atmosphere.
He nodded casually. Although this person had a negative attitude, his handwriting was good.
He first turned it over, ready to take a look at this person's composition. The next second, he looked at the clean and tidy answer sheet, his expression froze—this person didn't write a single word? !
The chest rose and fell slightly. The male teacher adjusted his glasses, and turned over to look at the topic in front of the boy. The scroll was neat, and although the handwriting was obviously scribbled and random, it was very clean. There was not a single extra ink spot throughout the text, as if the writer had finished it all in one go. .
Looking at the answers to the previous questions, the paper looks pretty good. The male teacher looked a little better, shook his head, and generally scanned it.
Scanned it roughly, and finally, the male teacher stared at the answer sheet, sat down along the position, and started from the beginning again, looking carefully...
(end of this chapter)