I Don't Want to Marry Them As Wives丨Really Fragrant

Members of the discipline inspection department routinely pass by each classroom to check hygiene.

"Speak up, didn't everyone have breakfast?

Today, when we talk about the papers, we have to draw a few people to recite ancient poems.

I said that writing poems by dictation is a free topic. If anyone makes a mistake, huh, huh, huh! "

The Chinese teacher stood on the podium with a very serious expression.

"Where's Wang Xinzhu?"

"Teacher, she went to the office to get her report card."

"Is that so, this time I corrected the paper for Class Three.

The good seedling in their class wrote the composition very well this time.

I'll bring it over and read it to you later. "

"Teacher, I feel that my composition is also very good this time."

said the class representative.

"Having confidence is a good thing, and we can learn more from each other, but the time is a bit tight.

The college entrance examination is coming soon. "

At this time, the corridor leading to the parallel class in the teaching building saw a figure running like lightning.

She is like a wild racing car on the field, and like a soldier rushing to kill the enemy without fear of life and death.

The word "fast" was printed on her forehead.

Boom!

Accidentally, she almost fell headlong, but fortunately she finally stopped.

Although the journey was buffered for a while and he didn't hit his head, the skin on his palm was worn out, and a little blood flowed out.

"Student, are you alright?"

A student at the door of Class [-] was startled, and reached out to help her.

"It's okay... I... I'm fine."

Wang Xinzhu waved her hands, took a deep breath, and quickly walked into the sixth class classroom.

"Squad leader, what's wrong with you? Did you fall?"

The Chinese teacher was stunned for a moment, and then looked concerned.

"Apply safflower oil."

She kept a lot of medicines in her bag, mainly because there was a group of heatstroke among the first-year high school students during military training one year.

During that time, she prepared Huoxiangzhengqi water every day and developed a habit.

Now these medicines for bruises, she always carries them with her on weekdays, just in case.

"I'm fine, teacher, take a look at... your report card."

Wang Xinzhu swallowed her saliva, each word was forcefully squeezed out from between her teeth.

"What's wrong with the report card? This time I heard that your comprehensive science exam is very difficult..."

Browsing the report card, the Chinese teacher suddenly fell silent.

"Teacher, is it that the average score of our class is particularly poor this time?"

Some students poked their heads out to look at it.

"Uh……"

"What's wrong, what happened..."

"What... what's going on? Impossible? Am I right?"

"Wang Lei, have you scored so many points?"

A group of people got down from their seats and squeezed over to watch. Feng Xue, who was usually quiet and quiet, couldn't help but look around at this moment.

There are more than zero students in their ordinary class?

In Class [-]'s score ranking this time, Wang Lei is the first, and Wang Xinzhu is the second.

And the difference between No.1 and No.2 is more than 200 points!

Isn't it very difficult this time? Why is Wang Lei close to full marks?

"Old Lei... you are not cheating, are you?"

The monkey stared in disbelief, holding the report card, with a suspicious tone.

"Silly monkey, if you cheat, can you even pass the Chinese exam so high?

Let's talk about the last mock exam, is it necessary for Lao Lei to do this?

Uh……"

As he talked, Qiu Shao couldn't go on talking anymore, he found that this lie couldn't be substantiated.

This time it was even more surprising than Su Rou's confession to Wang Lei, which is almost impossible.

After everyone in class six was shocked, their hearts were covered with suspicion.

"Wang Lei! Come out!"

The head teacher's voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

"Old Lei?"

The monkey looked at him very uneasy, a little afraid that something might happen to him.

"I'll go and come back, it doesn't matter."

Wang Lei behaved very calmly.

1/4 dragon

"Student Wang Lei, I would like to ask you to explain, where did your test scores come from?"

The dean was pouring tea, and the ashtray beside him was full of cigarette butts, some of which were slightly foggy, obviously thrown in not long after smoking.

The Academic Affairs Office, class teacher and principal were all present, including the teacher who corrected the papers.

All eyes were focused on the boy.

Like "The Last Supper", everyone's facial expressions and movements are different.

"Of course I passed the exam."

"Oh? Teacher Li, please explain."

As soon as the words fell, Li Qinghu, who was in charge of correcting the Chinese test papers, walked over.

"Student Wang, I corrected your test paper, your composition is very good, I only deducted two points.

To be honest, if this is the college entrance examination instead of a mock exam, I will give you full marks. "

"Really, thank you teacher for your favor."

"I haven't finished my sentence yet, although I can't find traces of this composition on the Internet, it is not written by you.

I have compared this test paper with your previous answer sheets, and the handwriting does not match.

Classmate Wang, who did you hire to take the exam this time? "

"I didn't ask anyone to take the test for me, I wrote the composition myself.

If you don't believe me, let's check the handwriting. "

As Wang Lei spoke, he picked up the pen and paper on the table next to him, and wrote a few lines neatly.

"Forehead……"

Li Qinghu took the note, looked at the familiar passage, and felt turmoil in his heart.

This is exactly the content of the composition he corrected.

And the handwriting is exactly the same.

"It's unscientific. Why did a student's handwriting suddenly change so much?"

"It's almost like a different person."

"Did we make a mistake? This person in front of me is Wang Lei's twin brother? Not Wang Lei himself?"

"You are too whimsical. If there are twin brothers, you can find out after checking the household registration."

A group of people muttered.

Be clear.

A person's writing habit is deeply ingrained, even if he doesn't write seriously, and draws a peach charm, it's just a change of font.

For example, switch from italics to cursive.

Keren's handwriting is very difficult to change like fingerprints. Otherwise, why would the police use handwriting as evidence when they investigate the case.

It is very difficult to fake a person's blood type and DNA.

But now, people's cognition has been broken, bringing panic.

It's like the orphans in "Promise Neverland", at first they thought it was a human world, but suddenly someone told them one day.

You are the food of the ghosts, the livestock raised by the ghosts, and when you reach a certain age, you will be slaughtered like cattle and sheep.

Be the dessert on the ghost table.

Who can accept such a fact?