Uncle's apex pet: girl, don't make trouble

Chapter 8 Gong Jin, copy it for me (2)

As soon as the exam bell rang, Cen Nian was like a prisoner sent to the execution ground, completely hopeless.

Looking at the thick test paper with more than [-] pages, it was like reading a bible. I couldn't understand the graphs and formulas I learned in mathematics.English is a bit better, but Cen is only half-baked in English.

Although she has been staying abroad, the country she stays in may be English-speaking. God knows she can speak French well.

As for language...

Well, it has been more than ten years since I returned to the embrace of my motherland, and even now there is no obstacle to communication, Cen Nian owes it all to his best friend and her parents who love to speak Tongcheng dialect.

What classical Chinese and poetry appreciation should I talk to her about?
joke!

Who is Du Fu?

Who is Li Bai?
Is it a song written by Li Ronghao?
Also, what dynasty do these poems belong to, and what thoughts and emotions do they express?
Fuck her!

How does she understand!
As for other generalizations, Cen Nian is good at a little bit, which is much easier than language and mathematics. After all, she also needs to learn this knowledge abroad, but she is a little confused when encountering political history.

Seeing the time go by little by little, with two hours left, she had written less than six pages.

And some students in their class have finished the test papers and handed in the papers and went home.

Yes, St. Caesar expressly stipulates that comprehensive examinations can be handed in early and left.

Cen Nian watched the people coming and going on the podium, handing in the papers one by one confidently, and the sadness in her heart flowed like a river.

She also wants to hand in the paper!

But she won't!
It is estimated that the total score of this kind of score is 760, and she can't even get 60!
I will definitely be scolded to death by my uncle when I go back, I will definitely!
Cen Nian secretly turned to look at Gong Jin beside him.

The other party was writing the last page calmly.

Cen Nian hastily turned the paper to the last page, but no matter how far he stretched his head, he couldn't see anything, and his neck was still a little sore.

I regret not buying myself a multi-functional, telescopic glasses.

Gong Jin noticed that Cen Nian raised his eyebrows and reached out to cover the test paper.

Cen Nian: "..."

Gong Jin, you did it on purpose.

Turning his head sulkingly, resting his chin on the table, staring at the question that he didn't know anything about, he was in a daze.

Zhu Yueqi in the back seat had already finished writing and handing in the paper, she got up and saw Cen Nian's paper, and laughed.

"Don't struggle, you are not a top student at all. Can you pass such a simple question?"

"..."

Cen Nian rolled his eyes and covered his face on the test paper, not wanting her to read it.

But seeing that everyone was about to leave, even Han Lingyan, Cen Nian became more and more anxious.

Biting the pen, wanting to write something but can't write it!
Turning to look at Gong Jin again, the other party still blocked the test paper tightly, unable to see half a word.

At this time, there were only three or four people left in the entire classroom.

Cen Nian also went all out, and shouted in a low voice: "Gong Jin? Xiao Jinjin? Gong Dashen? Gong male god? Idol?"

She kept changing her address, but the other party acted as if she didn't hear her, and she was still looking at the test paper steadily, as if she was checking it.

But that leisurely look didn't seem like he was really looking at the test paper.

Cen Nian's mouth pouted in grievance.

The voice raised a little more: "Ancestor... just show me a little bit, just pass it, please, please! The little girl will definitely be grateful to you, you can do whatever you want!"

Who knew that this time, Gong Jin seemed to have finally grown ears, and turned to look at her with a half-smile: "Whatever is fine?"

(End of this chapter)