Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 65 Mathematics Exam (Part [-])
Mathematics and physics have always been Qingran's shortcomings. If Li Qingmo hadn't forced her to choose science, Qingran would never have chosen to apply for science.

Regarding the mathematics and physics exams that will be taken tomorrow, Qingran is really not sure.

At six o'clock in the evening, Lao Wu was still worrying about his old mother in the class group. He sent a voice, and Qingran happened to see it, so he clicked on it to listen——

"Students, don't be too quick to sharpen your sword before the battle. Tomorrow's exam questions, hurry up and review today. Everyone strives to get a good grade in the exam this time."

The class replied with a series of expressions of 'chong Chong Chong' and 'come on'.

Qingran also sent a 'struggle' emoji, and Xie Ying'an also sent the same 'struggle' emoticon within 2 minutes.

The active class group suddenly fell silent.

This fucking Xie Ying'an was pulled into the group and spoke for the first time. Usually, when Lao Wu sent a message asking the whole class to see the reply, he hadn't seen him reply.

Su Chen was the first to @谢颖安.

Su Chen: "Brother An, has your account been hacked?"

Xie Ying'an didn't respond.

Su Chen: "Haha, let's continue, Brother An may have been pumped by the system."

In the group, Lao Wu @着苏景 scolded: "Continue? Why don't you hurry up and review, can you show your grades that time?"

The whole class was trembling, but luckily the gun only hit Su Chen, who was in his early years.

Old Wu: "It's over, let's all go to review!"

Su Chen: "Okay, old class."

Whether the students are gone or not, who knows whether they will review or not.

Li Qingmo came back early today, and the first thing he did when he came back was to ask Qingran how he was doing in the exam.

"It's okay." Qingran replied truthfully: "I don't think it's difficult."

"Fuck!" Li Qingmo cursed secretly, and went back to the room without even eating dinner.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Qingran felt that he had almost sharpened his sword before the battle. He still had to rest well today, so that he would be in a good state to face the exam tomorrow.

She went downstairs and poured a glass of milk, and after thinking about it, she poured another glass and brought it upstairs.

Li Qingmo's room was unlocked, and Qingran went in with milk in one hand.

Li Qingmo was buried in a pile of blank test papers. He wrote so seriously that he didn't even know Qingran opened the door to come in.

Qingran was a little speechless when he saw his pile of blank test papers. According to Old Wu, it was too early to move, and too late to scratch his buttocks.

Seeing Li Qingmo like this, Qingran felt really... refreshed.

She put the milk on Li Qingmo's desk, and said, "Brother, remember to drink milk later."

"En." Li Qingmo replied without even raising his head.

Tsk tsk, Li Qingmo has a sense of crisis in this appearance, I really want his deadly enemy Liu Luoxi to see it too.

Qingran became playful, ran back to the room, took a mobile phone and took a 15-second short video of Li Qingmo, and sent it to Liu Luoxi.

Liu Luoxi, a girl with internet addiction, replied to the messages unusually quickly.

Big cousin: "Ranran, why did you provoke me like this? (heartbreak)"

Oh, I almost forgot, the time of the big cousin's midterm exam is different from theirs.

Qingran replied: "Cousin, we have mid-term exams in the past two days, and my brother is sharpening his sword."

It was quiet for half a minute, and emojis started bombarding them one by one.

Big cousin: "(Shocked jaw drop) expression"

Big cousin: "(Rolling) expression"

Big cousin: "It's only been a few months since the midterm exam started? Do you want it so soon?"

Qingran replied: "Cousin, it's April, and your school is probably coming soon."

Big Cousin: "(Petrochemical) Expression"

Big cousin: "There is nothing to love in life, Ranran, when the time comes, remember to take a picture of your test papers for me to see."

Qingran was speechless, she regretted provoking her eldest cousin's chatter.

She replied: "Cousin, our test paper questions will not be the same."

Big cousin: "It doesn't matter, if there is a problem at that time, I will earn it."

Qingran: "..."

What else can she say, she can only reply well.

Qingran didn't know how well Li Qingmo did the test papers.

Anyway, the two dark circles under his eyes on the second day were comparable to national treasures, and his whole body looked like he was overindulgent and his body was hollowed out.

Even Aunt Liu asked him with concern, did he suffer from severe insomnia?

Li Qingmo slurped his soup, and couldn't care less about eating.

"No insomnia, Aunt Liu, I just did my homework too late last night."

After all, he even looked at Qingran sadly.

Really, if it wasn't for a Xueba younger sister, he wouldn't be forced to be like this.

Aunt Liu babbled: "The teacher is really serious now, leaving so much homework every time..."

Qingran quickly finished her breakfast and left with her schoolbag on her back. No matter what Li Qingmo called from behind, she didn't stop to wait for him.

Qingran didn't expect to run into Xie Ying'an when she went out, and Xie Ying'an had just walked to her door.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and pointed to the room: "Are you looking for my brother? He's still eating breakfast."

Xie Ying'an hooked the corner of his lower lip, and continued: "Then don't wait for him, let's go first."

Before putting it aside, Qingran could have noticed a slight difference in Xie Yingan's attitude, but today her brain is completely filled with knowledge of mathematics and physics, and there is no way to separate her mind to pay attention to Xie Yingan's strangeness.

When the two walked to the school together, Qingran was still worried, she asked Xie Ying'an: "Do you still remember the question Wen Shiyi asked you last time?"

Xie Ying'an frowned and thought for a while, "I don't remember."

Facts have proved that he doesn't even remember when Wen Shiyi came to ask him a question.

"No," Qingran said solemnly, "I always feel that I might pass that question, and I want to go back and revisit it."

As he said that, he walked in the direction of Class [-], Grade [-].

Xie Ying'an couldn't remember which question it was for a long time ago, left and right came early, and seeing Qingran walking towards the first class, he also followed.

When I came to Class [-], there was no one in the class. Qingran went straight to her seat, only to remember that during this period of midterm exams, the teacher had already asked the students to take all the books home.

Qingran: There is a sense of frustration that I can’t find it when I cry.

The old god Xie Ying'an was leaning against the door of the classroom. After watching Qingran's movements, he sat on the desk in frustration and stopped moving.

He suppressed a smile and asked, "Looking for a math exercise book?"

Qingran turned to look at him, nodded mechanically: "Oh~ I forgot to take all the books home."

The young man smiled triumphantly at the door, his white teeth almost flashed into Qingran's eyes: "Ranran, if I can find that book, how can you thank me?"

Who knew that Xie Ying'an was hiding a particularly big surprise.

Oh, it's not so much a surprise as he's lazy.

He didn't even bother to take his schoolbag back, so he asked his senior senior to keep it for him.

When Qingran turned to that question, Xie Ying'an also leaned over, and the scent of mint mixed with the scent of green grass permeated between the two of them.

Qingran didn't tie her hair up today, and the black silk was draped over her shoulders softly, showing a bit of cuteness.

Xie Yingan's Adam's apple slid up and down. He pointed to the question and said, "This question is quite difficult for us, so we probably won't pass it."

The boy's voice was inexplicably hoarse.

Qingran didn't have time to pay attention, she checked the steps to solve the problem, and replied casually: "Don't you think the questions in this exam are quite difficult?"

Xie Ying'an was puzzled: "Is there?"

He felt that every time the exam questions were like that, when was he sad?
Qingran: "..."

Hold!A fatal blow from a true academic master.

(End of this chapter)