Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

The class bell rings in the teaching building, and the invigilator points to several students and says, "don't write, close the paper, and then write zero."

The monthly examination classroom is ranked according to the grade ranking of the last monthly examination. Class one is the highest, Shen Yicheng's class, and class 14 is the last. It is the end of each class.

Teachers say that invigilating in class 1 and class 14 is a kind of happiness. The students in class 1 are all powerful, and their strength level is almost the same. There will be no cheating, and no one will stop writing when they arrive. Basically, they have finished checking papers half an hour before the end of the exam. Class 14 is the other extreme. They stop writing earlier than Class 1, because they can't write anything at a glance. They are the tail of the crane in the class all the year round. They know that it's useless even to make a small copy. It's even more impossible to copy other people's, they don't like learning, copy are lack of passion, what's more, the people around you are not necessarily better than you, copy the answers are all wrong.

Only those students who can't get up and down can cheat and copy the answers. They are dragging others' papers to change a few blank questions a few minutes before they hand in their papers.

Yang Zeyu put a pen into the pencil case, grabbed the straw paper and stuffed it into his schoolbag. Then he went to the No.1 position to find Shen Yicheng.

Shen Yicheng has already packed up and is now watching the weather forecast with his mobile phone.

"It's hard for you not to hand in your papers in advance." Yang Zeyu sighed.

An hour earlier, he saw Shen Yicheng looking out of the window after he had finished the problem.

"Well, multiple choice number 12."

“B。”

"The fifteenth."

“A。”

"Physics is the third choice."

“BCD。”

Yang Zeyu frowned, "wrong one, ah, I chose ACD."

As they walked outside the classroom, Yang Zeyu was silent for a while, and his heart of gossip became more and more irrepressible.

"Ah, your little boy friend..."

"My wife." Shen Yicheng nodded.

"Ah, when did you meet? I never knew you had a "Boyfriends?"

"I've had it for a long time. I wasn't here before. Of course you haven't seen it."

Yang Zeyu is full of doubts. He always feels that there is something wrong with everything. Such a big man is just like more people out of thin air. There is no sign at all.

"Why didn't you say that?"

"You didn't ask."

Yang Zeyu thought about it. With Shen Yicheng's temperament, baobuqi is really sultry. He really won't take the initiative to say it without asking him.

I thought you were single all the time You two have been together for several years. Who chased who? How do you know each other? Where does he go to school? "

Shen Yicheng glanced at Yang Zeyu, "do you check your household registration?"

Yang Zeyu said with a smile, "don't you care?"

"Just care about me. Don't care about my wife."

Don't care about my wife.

Yang Zeyu always feels that this sentence is not quite right.

"What kind of person am I? Don't cheat your brother and wife, OK? Besides, you are a straight man

Shen Yicheng strode forward and ignored him.

Yang Zeyu was speechless because he didn't want to talk to him.

After the monthly exam is an activity class, there is an hour to do anything except going out of school. All the students go to take a bath. Shen Yicheng, who can go home every day, naturally doesn't need to grab the bathroom with them.

He went to the bookstore for a stroll. Half an hour later, he returned to the classroom with a magazine. Before he sat down, his mobile phone rang.