Fake Slackers

“Teacher Tang, turn off the fan," Xu Xia said while picking up the paper, "... the noise is too loud, the English exam hearing will affect later. ”

Townsend nodded and walked over to turn off the fan.

Xu Xia grabbed the test paper and from her perspective, she could see the bottom of the table with a slight head up.

Seeing Xu Xia about to get up, Xie Yu shockingly shrunk her hand back.

He Dynasty reacted slowly for two beats. He looked down at Xie Yu and continued to answer the questions. This blinked his eyes. Five fingers closed, and he held the piece of paper in his hand again.

Xu Xia didn't notice anything was wrong.

After she picked up the paper, she looked around and opened the book and started reading.

When Townsend saw an attempt to flip a language book to find an empty answer to a poem, he stopped at the classmate's desk, did not speak and knocked on the corner warning.

The fan slowly stops.

There are still four people in front of Xie Yu. The four brothers are burning inside. The answers promised were delayed and there is no time to copy them.

So the head finally couldn't bear to turn back and hint at the person behind him: "... where's the goods? ”

The person behind said he didn't know, then asked back: “Is the thing still with you? When can I connect? ”

“I don't know. ”

“I can't wait, I don't have time. ”

“ …… ”

The fourth classmate was given a heavy responsibility, but he also dared not ask, Xie Yu's legend is still circulating in the school today, he proposed: “Otherwise, we should come up with our true level...”

Be prepared to come up with a real level of consciousness. The four brothers in difficulty no longer expect an answer. However, he lectured in good faith. He waited a few minutes and went to poke Xie Yu's back: “Answer, hurry. ”

Xie Yu gave him a word: “Get lost. ”

“So ruthless,” he said, "look up, these four compatriots, look at their sad and sad backs, no pain in conscience, don't you have any thoughts? ”

Xie Yu: “none of my business. ”

He Dynasty: “…”

“In the last ten minutes, everyone hurried up," Townsend looked at the watch on his wrist and warned, “The composition is not finished yet, pay attention to the time, you can start the closing job. ”

Townsend turned around and walked up to the podium.

In this gap, Xie Yu did not turn around and reached back. He did not hide under the table like He Dynasty. He put his hands against He Dynasty's table with a bright and upright backing. The tone was impatient to say: "Answer. ”

He was stunned for a second. He reacted and put the paper in Xie Yu's hands.

After Xie Yu got it, he threw the paper forward again, impartially smashing it on the table of the classmate in front of him.

He Dynasty came back to me and suddenly wanted to laugh.

He lowered his head, finished writing the paper long ago, his elbows on the paper, his hands covering one side of his eyes, his appearance scattered, and said secretly in his heart: this little friend who said “none of my business”... kinda cute.

Ten minutes later, the bell rings.

Two morning exams followed by an English exam. They don't need to go back to the examination room to get a book to review or anything. Except for those who are going to the bathroom, the rest of them will continue to stay in the examination room after submitting their papers.

After the two supervising teachers had collected their papers and the papers had been arranged according to the examination number, the class stood at the door and waved at the two teachers, cheering collectively: "Ah friends, goodbye! ”

There was a mess in the class, and someone brought a poker game owner.

“Are you coming or not?” The one with the poker card asks while he deals.

He Zhao rose and waved his hand and said, "No, you guys play. ”

Xie Yu is still assessing, adding and subtracting on the paper several times.

He Zhao walked to Xie Yu's side and bent over to look at it. He hadn't seen it clearly yet. Xie Yu “banged” and turned the arithmetic paper over.

“What are you writing, so petty,” He Dynasty did not care, changed the subject, casually asked, “go to the toilet? ”

Xie Yu doesn't really understand the kind of group he likes to go to the bathroom, can't pee on his own or what, so much crap, he put down his pen, sarcastically: “... what, do you need someone to hold it for you? ”

“ …… ”

The same table was so heartless, He Dynasty touched his nose and went himself.

After washing his hands, he wandered around outside again. He called more than a dozen times just to say hello. The extent of the heat, as if the whole grade were his buddies.

“Chao,” someone called out from the classroom, leaning against the window and said, "I haven't seen him in days. ”

He paused, looked at the Eye Class number, and spoke to him against the wall: “In the Five Class Exams? You can do it, kid. You've made a lot of progress. ”

“Where and where, I'll give you a couple of pounds, you know best. As brave as you are, your grades are as good as they are, and your last exam was accidentally overwritten. ”

The man said, touching a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, he was going to smoke one out of it and pass it to him: "Central and South China Sea, take a sip? ”

The cigarette only smoked out half the time. The man suddenly “I fucked” in his mouth and stuffed the cigarette back.

Xu Xia stepped on high heeled shoes and walked through the doors of Class 7.

When Xu Xia went away, the man wanted to take out the cigarette again. He Dynasty waved his hand: “I don't smoke. ”

“Ah?”

He Dynasty added: “I quit. ”

Ten minutes before the next exam begins.

He Dynasty did not return to the classroom. He went around to a place where no one was near the teaching office. He searched for a step and sat down. He grabbed a lollipop from his pocket, an orange coat, ripped off the sugar paper three or two times and stuffed it in his mouth.

He Zhao was carrying sugar and lowered his head to text Xie Yu.

It's a cold joke from the internet, cold and awkward, and you can imagine what Xie Yu would say in the past —— boring, black, fuck off.

Cold jokes haven't come out yet, with footsteps coming from far and near behind, high heeled shoes stepping on the floor making a regular 'tread’ sound.

The He Dynasty did not turn back, but the person who happened to pass stopped.

“He Dynasty, what's wrong with you?!” Xu Xia stood at the stairwell with the examination papers.

Since the last incident in Yang Wenyuan, she has been dissatisfied with He Dynasty. In Xu Xiaxin, Yang Wenyuan returned to Yang Wenyuan, when she was wrong about the person, but the image of He Dynasty never changed in her eyes - a bad teenager with bad marks.

Xu Xiaqi did not fight out, and said: “What place do you think the school is, can you smoke in school? I opened my eyes in the hallway, didn't I say you, didn't I count? Look at what you look like. ”

In the corridor, I saw other students give He Chao a cigarette. Now I walked to the stairwell and saw something in his mouth. Xu Xia didn't even look closely, intuitively linking them together.

Before Xu Xia finished speaking, he suddenly laughed.

The teenager stands up against the wall with one hand, tall and thin, looks delightful, the school uniform is relaxed, and the waistline is approximate to the movement and clothing pattern.

“A little in your heart?” He Zhao was two heads taller than Xu Xia. He was supposed to turn his back on her. He walked down a step and turned around to look at her and said, "... what do I look like? ”

He Chao's mouth was so sweet and tired, but the words said were not so good: “Teacher Xu, are you not looking well? ”

Seeing that it was sugar, Xu Xia stopped talking. She avoided the He Dynasty, took two steps forward, and wanted to go directly downstairs.

He Chao blocked in front of her: “If you're in a hurry, I'm in a hurry. Well, apologize. ”

“You apologize," He Dynasty said again, "and the last time, I'm sorry to leave after two words. ”

Xu Xia couldn't see the He Dynasty in her heart, so she couldn't pull her face off.

He Chao said with a laugh: “Is it that hard to say that as a teacher table, you did something wrong and said three words sorry can't say? ”

Xu Xia stood silently.

Director Kang has also begun to actively broadcast the precautions for the next exam: “Please check the hearing equipment of the class teachers, let's play an English broadcast first, adjust the volume...”

He Chao smiled on his face, his eyes were filled with anger, and his body was filled with sharp and dangerous smells. It seemed that all the strength he normally put away had loosened up and swept him away.

Xu Xia felt a strong sense of oppression.

Just as she thought he was about to erupt, the teenager suddenly took two steps up the side, leaned against the wall and gave her a way out.

He Dynasty bit the sugar in his mouth, leaving only a stick.

Xu Xiadun for a few seconds, still walked past him, and when he made a half-step turn, He Chao suddenly called her again: “Is it because of poor grades? ”

Xu Xia looked up at the corner of the stairs. From her perspective, she could not clearly see the look on the face of He Dynasty.

He Dynasty pinched the white plastic stick and said, "Because of my poor grades, I am in your mouth —— like that? ”

Xu Xia suddenly felt that her neck had been strangled by invisible hands. She wanted to talk and couldn't speak.

The English Examiner is a history teacher for Townsend and next door classes.

He Dynasty is ten minutes late.

When they walked in, the whole class noticed something was wrong with him. Townsend wanted to grab him and ask him how he was late for the exam. He didn't peel like usual. I helped Grandma cross the street and stood at the door and said, “Are you late for the exam? ”

Ask Tanson directly: “Ah... either, or you next time..."

He Dynasty crossed him directly to his seat.

“Fuck you, dick. ”

“Brother Chao's state...”

“... what's going on? ”

“The exams have been sent. Look at the hearing. The hearing part will start soon.” As Townsend said, he looked that way and repeated the wrong question he had just said in his absence. "Read the third question in Question A, there are two repetitive options, and replace Option C with this one on the blackboard. ”

Xie Yu leaned back a little: “What's wrong? ”

He Dynasty also knew that he had just lost his temper. Not only had he lost his temper, but his little emotion had also been quite childish. After the emotion was sent out, he calmed down a lot. He grabbed his hair and said, “It's okay, it's nothing big. ”

When he finished, he raised his hand and said to Townsend: "Teacher, I will pay attention next time. ”

It's turning too fast, like a cyclone.

Townsend also couldn't really figure out the child, so he stunned to say three “good” words.

Halfway through the exam, He Dynasty has finished writing the exam papers. He was about to get down to sleep. He just put his arms around his eyes and heard two tapping noises from the bottom.

He opened his eyes halfway and didn't move: "Kid, what are you doing? ”

Xie Yu knocked her fingers twice again, making a crisp sound: “Hands, below. ”

He Dynasty touched it from below and touched a note.

There is only one question mark on the open.

This is probably from the highest level of care of his ruthless companion.

He Dynasty is well aware.

He thinks he can pick up the pen and write a big message that the "cold killer” cares about, filling the whole piece of paper, but when he picks up the pen, the tip of the pen falls on the paper and unconscious, he pauses, and finally he writes only six words:

- What am I like?