The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 26 Sleeping in the Exam Room

Fu Xiuyao didn't read the textbook before the exam, but she read through all the thick stack of notes printed by Yan Xirong the day before yesterday. After all, they were sorted out for her, and she couldn't put them in the corner like the textbook.

Yan Xirong is a top student, the teacher's favorite type of top student, with excellent grades, listening carefully in class, completing homework neatly, and taking detailed notes with a clear structure.

Yan Xirong became the student who was praised the most by the teachers, and they would praise Yan Xirong as long as they talked about any topic such as wrong homework notes for exams.

Yan Xirong's notes are treasures. In high school, the class lined up to borrow them, and people from other classes would come to borrow notes from Yan Xirong.

After the test papers were handed out, Fu Xiuyao quickly scanned through the test paper questions, pulled out the cap of the pen, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc.

In the quiet examination room, only the sound of the invigilators moving around to check the student card information.

Fu Xiuyao quickly wrote the answers on the test paper without any pause, as if he didn't need to think about every word he wrote, and quickly wrote line after line like printing.

Four and 10 minutes later, someone handed in the paper.

The exam time is one and a half hours, and it takes four to 10 minutes to write the two-sided answer sheet, which is simply against the sky.

There are a lot of questions, and each question needs to write a lot of words. There are twelve lines printed on the answer sheet for the first big question alone.

The person submitting the papers made little noise, but it still had an impact on the people around them after all.

"Hiss." Someone gasped, drawing extra attention in the quiet classroom.

It's outrageous.

Four to 10 minutes, leaving a piece of black writing on the answer sheet.

Is this man's hand real?
"As expected of Lin Mengxi, a genius in economics." Liu Sheng clicked his tongue and watched Lin Mengxi leaving with a backpack in a daze.

He looked down at the answer sheet he had just written halfway, feeling ashamed.

He wanted to see where the people around him were writing, so he tilted his head quietly and glanced around from the corner of his eye.

He was slightly relieved when he found that the location written by the people nearby was similar to his.

However, to his surprise, the girl next to her fell asleep on the table with her arm on her head.

When did she start sleeping?

Liu Sheng looked at her long black silky hair and shook his head slightly.

It's so pitiful, she must be very sad because she made a mistake in the exam subject and didn't review it.

After all, if you fail the re-examination, it will not only increase the difficulty, but also cancel your postgraduate qualifications.

Ugh.

Liu Sheng really wanted to wake up Fu Xiuyao and encourage her not to give up. She could write as much as she could, and maybe she could pass with the full attendance score.

However, the most important thing right now is the exam.

Liu Sheng who came back to his senses quickly drew up his pen to do the questions.

Don't be distracted, don't be distracted...

Fu Xiuyao was not asleep, and the small voices around him could be heard clearly.

In the quiet test room, she could clearly hear the writing of people around her, and at the same time, she could tell who was writing and who stopped.

She wasn't sleepy, but her mind started to get tired after seeing the test paper.

Just like when she was reviewing the principles of economics, she hadn't turned a few pages in the book, and her eyelids had closed before she had consulted with her brain.

She wanted to hand in the paper and leave here, but she thought of Yan Xirong.

Twenty minutes before the end of the exam, people in the exam room had handed in their papers and left the exam room one after another.

Liu Sheng also finished answering all the questions, packed up the pencil case, took everything and went to the podium to hand in the paper.

Fu Xiuyao lazily opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were sleepy and alluring.

She put two gel pens in her pocket, picked up the draft paper of the answer sheet of the test paper with one hand, and went up to hand in the paper.

Leaving now, less crowded when going out.

(End of this chapter)