Seeing that the candidates of the third (16th) class of high school did not want to answer the questions on the test paper, the invigilator had a disdainful expression, and felt that the students of the third (16th) class of high school definitely could not write, so they wrote blindly.

When the candidates of other classes saw the candidates of the senior third (16th) class answering the questions so quickly, they all felt that the candidates of the senior third (16th) class gave up on themselves and wrote so quickly without even thinking about it, did they want to compete for 0 points?

Zhang Qianqian learned that she could go to Huaqing, studied more hard, and accumulated more knowledge, and Zhang Qianqian remembered every knowledge point that Wang Yi said.

When she got the language test paper, Zhang Qianqian was surprised and delighted, Wang Yi had talked about these questions.

After being stunned for three minutes, Zhang Qianqian picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the test paper.

Zhang Qianqian is the first place in the third (16th) class of high school, and the invigilator of this examination room is standing next to Zhang Qianqian, wanting to put a little pressure on Zhang Qianqian and make Zhang Qianqian not take the exam well.

But Zhang Qianqian, what kind of mentality is that? The mentality is very good.

If Zhang Qianqian can’t do the questions, the invigilator standing by her side may make her feel pressured.

But Zhang Qianqian can do the questions, even if the principal stands by her side, it will not affect her mentality, but will make her more motivated and brush a wave of existence.

The invigilator is a mathematics teacher, does not understand the Chinese test paper, does not know whether Zhang Qianqian is right or wrong, sees Zhang Qianqian writing like a fly, only thought that Zhang Qianqian was writing blindly, and her face was full of disdain from beginning to end.

The invigilator stood next to him, stimulating Zhang Qianqian’s mentality, and in order to brush a wave of presence, Zhang Qianqian wrote faster.

Half an hour later, Zhang Qianqian finished writing the last word of her composition, and the “pop” pen slapped on the table.

The whole class was scratching their ears and cheeks to answer the questions, and suddenly heard this loud noise, and their eyes fell on Zhang Qianqian.

The invigilator kept staring at Zhang Qianqian, who was energetic at first, but slowly became a little sleepy.

Coupled with Zhang Qianqian’s writing that she didn’t want to think about, she kept doing repetitive mechanical movements, which was like hypnosis, which made the invigilator even sleepier.

Suddenly heard Zhang Qianqian’s “pop” loud sound, suddenly woke up, shocked and startled, both feet off the ground, really embarrassing.

“What the hell?”

The invigilator looked at Zhang Qianqian angrily, and reprimanded in a stern tone, it was not good to take the exam in the examination room, and actually slapped the table, is this trying to rebel?

“Teacher, I want to hand in the papers!”

Zhang Qianqian stood up, threw the test paper aside, and began to pack up the exam equipment.

“What? Roll in? ”

Hearing Zhang Qianqian’s words, not only the invigilator was shocked, but all the candidates in other classes were shocked.

How long has it been, is Zhang Qianqian actually going to hand in the papers? Did she think she was her brother-in-law?

After handing in the papers, Zhang Qianqian took the examination equipment, did not turn her head, and left the examination room dashingly.

Looking at Zhang Qianqian’s dashing and beautiful back, the invigilator was stunned for a long time, and then picked up Zhang Qianqian’s test paper.

The invigilator is a math teacher, does not understand the language, basically can’t do the questions on the test paper, can only appreciate the composition.

The invigilator originally thought that Zhang Qianqian had given up on herself and the test paper was written blindly, but when he saw Zhang Qianqian’s essay, the whole person was stunned.

——

“Love Eternal”

Love is a piece of sunlight shining on a winter day, making the poor and sick feel the warmth of the world.

Love is a spring that appears in the desert, so that people on the verge of desperation can see the hope of life again.

Love is a ballad that floats in the night sky, giving solace to the lonely and helpless.

……

——

At this beginning alone, the proctor was shocked: This… Is this an essay that a self-giving candidate can write?

Just when the proctor was in deep shock.

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

One after another, the sound of slapping the table resounded throughout the examination room.

And it’s not just one exam room, it’s all the exam rooms on this floor.

The “popping” slap on the table resounded endlessly throughout the corridor.

It happened that the principal Chu Yunxiao came out to walk around the examination room, and suddenly heard so many “crackling” sounds, and he couldn’t help but be startled, and thought that it was a conflict between the candidates and a group fight.

“What do you want to do?”

The invigilator saw the candidates of the third (16th) class of high school collectively patting the table, and thought that his proctoring was too strict and caused public indignation.

Thinking of something, the invigilator broke out in a cold sweat on his back, as if he had just taken a cold shower.

“Teacher, I want to hand in the papers!”

“Teacher, I also have to hand in the papers!”

“Teacher, I also have to hand in the papers!”

On the first floor, several examination rooms, one after another “handing over papers” sounded, shaking the entire school.

Chu Yunxiao, who was inspecting the examination room, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that it was a handover paper, not a fight, as long as it was not a fight.

However, the anger that had just been relieved suddenly raised again, no, it has only been more than half an hour now, how can they hand in the papers?

The invigilator in the examination room and the candidates in the other classes were all stunned.

If Zhang Qianqian gave up her self alone, this is understandable.

Why do a class have to give up on themselves?

And listening to the corridor, there are still the voices of giving up their own papers one after another, which is really magical, does the senior (16) class have to give up en masse?

……

Zhang Qianqian walked out of the examination room, saw Wang Yi waiting for her next to the lawn, and rushed towards Wang Yi with joy.

This time, Zhang Qianqian did not jump like the last time when she was two meters away from Wang Yi, but hugged Wang Yi tightly.

Wang Yi is small, just on Zhang Qianqian’s chest, and was held tightly by Zhang Qianqian, and she could clearly feel Zhang Qianqian’s youthful development.

Although Wang Yi’s body is only 8 years old, his soul age is not small, and his past life and present life add up to more than 30 years old.

A greasy uncle with a soul in his 30s is held by an 18-year-old young girl, what kind of system?

Wang Yi is not the kind of lewd, and hurriedly pushed Zhang Qianqian away:

“Big niece, men and women are not intimate, you can’t do this!”


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