Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 258 College Entrance Exam!

Qiao Anchu outside the window saw Qiao Yimo, his expression suddenly dropped, and he clenched his fist unconsciously.

What a bad luck!

They can still meet here, God really knows how to joke.

But this is better, she wants to keep an eye on Qiao Yimo so that she has no chance of cheating.

"Student! Go in quickly, don't block the door and delay others!" The new principal urged impatiently.

"Understood!" Qiao Anchu replied angrily.

What a shitty new principal, if the previous principal would not dare to be so cruel to her.

It seemed that the new principal still didn't understand her identity.

Really blind.

Qiao Anchu angrily sat down on the designated seat.

Unexpectedly, before the exam started, my stomach was full of gas.

This must be Qiao Yimo's conspiracy, the purpose is to make her angry and make her unable to use her strength stably.

Thinking of this, Qiao Anchu calmed down a little.

She can't let Qiao Yimo's plot succeed!
Eight thirty in the morning.

Two invigilators walked in, and one of them was holding a stack of thick test papers.

One of them reminded: "If you need to go to the bathroom, hurry up, or you won't be able to leave after the test papers are issued!"

Hearing this, several people went out.

Several people were discussing back and forth: "An Chu, do you know what is the relationship between the new principal and Qiao Yimo?"

Hearing this, Qiao Anchu was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "What does it have to do with me?"

She didn't want to hear any news about Qiao Yimo.

She was disgusted when she heard the name.

However, she hesitated again.

"The new principal? Why is he related to Qiao Yimo?" Qiao Anchu asked gossip.

"Hey, it's okay! But just now the new principal greeted Qiao Yimo, I thought they knew each other! It must be an illusion!"

Among them, a classmate accidentally revealed a sentence while standing on the sink.

greet?
Qiao Anchu was stunned for a few seconds, and a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

A few minutes later, when Qiao Anchu came back from the bathroom, the preparatory bell rang.

After waiting for everyone, the invigilator also began to distribute the test papers.

The time quickly reached eight fifty.

When the time was up, the examinees in the audience began to bow their heads to answer the questions.

Qiao Yimo looked down, then picked up the pen in her hand and started writing.

Qiao Anchu looked over from time to time, and found that Qiao Yimo actually started writing essays?

Is there something wrong with this man?

Actually write the composition first?

It really is a talent.

Ah!It is estimated that it will be filled in and written indiscriminately.

She sneered, and continued to focus on her paper.

Minutes passed by.

The originally quiet candidates in the audience began to become restless.

Look at the composition requirements: Regarding your views on modern writers, you can choose one at will, and talk about your thoughts and expectations for future new era writers.

Among them, there are three characters to choose from: one is the modern realist Yan Ziyu, one is the writer Buhuo with exquisite writing style, and the last one is Qingqing, the modern writer with sharp and surreal writing style.

Candidates under the stage are miserable:

"Fuck! What the hell is an essay! I memorized it for nothing!"

"I don't know any writer!"

Hey, hey, I know Qingqing, his book was still a hit before, and I've read it too! "

"Grass, I only know one Qing Qing!"

Qiao Anchu looked at the topic of the composition, her face darkened slightly.

She doesn't even know how to write essays on this subject.
She looked around, deliberately cast her eyes on Qiao Yimo, and when the scene just flashed through her mind, she sneered again.

This Qiao Yimo is too funny, he still writes this kind of composition!
Are you sure you're not insulting these three writers?
She really wanted to know what kind of person Qiao Yimo wrote about the writer.

The invigilator on the stage listened to the whispers in the audience, and said seriously: "Don't look around, I will confiscate the test paper if I warn you twice!"

Hearing this, the audience returned to silence.

The invigilator walked up to Qiao Anchu, patted the table, and said in a warning tone, "Student, what are you looking at? If you look around, I will disqualify you from the exam."

Everyone's eyes fell on Qiao Anchu.

Qiao Anchu turned her head in embarrassment, she wanted to find a hole to get in.
As time passed minute by minute.
When Qiao Yimo finished the last multiple-choice question, she looked at the time on the stage, and it happened to be 10:[-].

A full hour, no more, no less.

She checked the name again, then got up lazily, with a cold and careless voice, "Teacher, can I hand in the paper?"

Hearing this, the two invigilators on the stage looked at each other.

Ready in an hour?
How can it be so fast?

Afterwards, the two invigilators looked at each other and walked off the podium.

The candidates in the audience were shocked.

How did it get better so quickly?

They haven't started writing the composition yet.
What hand speed?

Didn't she write a composition?
The two invigilators also walked off the stage with the same doubts, and glanced at Qiao Yimo's test paper.

I only found that the answer sheet was full of writing, and even the composition was just stuck at a thousand words
Even if the composition is scribbled, it can't be so fast, right?
It was so unexpected.

"Student, you can't go out now, you can only leave after the end!" The invigilator said blankly.

In the college entrance examination, you have to wait for the last 10 minutes before you can leave the examination room, otherwise you are afraid that candidates will cheat by taking advantage of the time difference.

"Okay, thank you!"

When Qiao Yimo finished speaking, she fell asleep with her face on the table the next second.

Qiao Anchu turned her head and took a peek, a sarcastic smile flashed in her eyes.

Qiao Yimo didn't know how to check after answering the question?
Ha ha!

That's right, maybe she just filled it out randomly, and it's a waste of time to check!
Quite self-aware.

The invigilator on the stage glanced at Qiao Yimo and shook his head helplessly.

For a while, I couldn't find the right words to describe her.

Is it self-confidence or too much conceit?
The college entrance examination is actually so perfunctory?

I am so sorry for my parents.

Moreover, when they went down to check, they found that the candidate's draft was blank.
Hey, if you don't even need a draft, what good results can you get?
Eleven o'clock.

The first test is over.

Candidates in the examination room left one after another.

Some candidates kept their heads down and did not speak, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Some candidates were all smiles, and they didn't look too bad.

"I didn't expect that the subject of the college entrance examination this time would be related to my idol, Qingqing!"

"Hahahaha, I snatched his new book last time, so it's no problem to write a composition about him this time."

"Emo!"

Han Meng stopped Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo turned her head and smiled lightly, "How about it, did you do well in the exam!"

Han Meng nodded, "I don't think it's difficult, and the composition is also about my favorite author!"

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo froze for a few seconds.

"Yimo, don't you have any composition?" Han Meng looked worried.

"I wrote it!" Qiao Yimo curled her lips, "It's easy, not difficult!"

(End of this chapter)