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Chapter 779 You wrote the answer?

Before Shao Fei had time to be surprised for a few seconds, the invigilator entered the classroom with the test paper sealed in a kraft paper bag.

Although I don't know why Brother Xiao asked me to do this, but it's right to listen to Brother Xiao.

Shao Fei has always obeyed his boss's orders.

So when the test papers were issued, I turned to the composition section on the reverse side and began to review the questions carefully.

If you can copy the previous questions, you can't copy other people's composition, and you have to think for yourself.

It is actually a way to spend most of the time getting composition points.

Shao Fei's Chinese composition is not very good, but he is definitely not an incompetent novice, he can still use parallelism!At least in the aspect of reviewing composition questions, it will not be so biased.

Most of the time, you can get a basic score and even go up.

So he spent an hour filling the grid on the composition paper.

This at least gives the teacher a reason to grade.If it is empty or unfinished, the teacher can't do anything to give points.

Just after finishing the composition, Shao Fei once again "airborne paper balls" on Shao Fei's desk.

He didn't even see how the ball of paper got to his desk, but when it landed on the table, he quickly grabbed it and hid it under the table, for fear that the invigilator would find out.

Quietly open it and take a look...

[DBACB, CCADB...]

"I rely on..."

Answer!

Shao Fei almost couldn't resist amplifying his voice, and quickly restrained the agitated and complicated emotions in his heart.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at Han Qianxiao at the back table from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other party put the test paper and pen on the table upright, and his hand was...

Put it in the pocket of the down jacket.

"Brother Xiao? Did you write the answer?" Shao Fei mouthed, and then pointed to the content on the ball of paper.

Han Qianxiao nodded indifferently, "Yes."

Shao Fei took a quick glance at Han Qianxiao's answer sheet just now, and only wrote multiple choice questions.

He turned around and looked at the ball of paper thrown by the other party.

The above is all the answer content except the composition.

Brother Xiao, he...isn't it...

When he spent an hour writing the composition, the other party devoted himself to writing these answers?
Shao Fei's first reaction was... where did he copy the answer or did he buy it?
Because he had never seen Han Qianxiao take the exam, and he had never seen Han Qianxiao write any homework at school.

At this moment, looking at the dense and beautiful handwriting on the paper ball, I feel very complicated.

After all, Brother Xiao wrote the answer, even if it is wrong, you have to copy it.Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to Brother Xiao.

People took the time to write specifically for themselves.

So Shao Fei filled up the rest of the test paper within half an hour.

There is still... an hour until the end of the exam.

He just stared at an answer sheet that was completely filled with no space for a while.

Then he couldn't help but turn back to look at Han Qianxiao.

When looking over this time, the other party finally picked up the pen, but he held the pen in one hand and put it in his pocket with the other, without even holding the answer sheet.

Just slowly filling in the gaps in the ancient poems.

I probably filled in all the horizontal lines on the answer sheet on the first page.

"Brother Xiao, have you written the composition yet?" Shao Fei felt that Han Qianxiao's speed was a bit slow.

Thinking that the other party may have written the composition first.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied slowly: "No."

Shao Fei: "..."

Brother Xiao is Brother Xiao, there is no rush at all.

Shao Fei felt a little embarrassed. He filled up the answer sheet and wrote the composition, but the other party still had a lot of space left, so he couldn't help saying: "Brother Xiao, you should write the composition first. After the composition is finished, copy the front part." Copy it."

With that said, Shao Fei stuffed his answer sheet onto Han Qianxiao's desk.

(End of this chapter)