Ji Zhe had a dream all night, and when he was woken up by the alarm clock the next day, he was sweating all over again.

It was still almost six o'clock at this time. Ji Zhe rubbed his head and sat up, looking at the dark room, heaving a sigh of relief.

Even in adolescence, Ji Zhe rarely had such dreams, but in his dream last night... even his face that had been blurry became clear.

That man always used a beautiful face to do the most hateful things, with an arrogant smile from beginning to end.

Ji Zhe got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, then opened the door and walked in. The corridor was still dark, and there was no light in Jing Ling's room through the crack in the door. He must not have woken up yet.

Ji Zhe went back and moved a chair, turned out all the test papers that Jing Ling had thrown to him before, and planned to wait at the door.

She must not have woken up yet. There was only one door. She had to go out if she wanted to go to class.

Ji Zhe was the first to pull out Jing Ling's Chinese paper, and his Chinese score was the worst, with only ten points.

I didn’t write a few words in the entire paper, but I did write in the few words, which was right. When it came to the place where I needed to write a few more words, Jing Ling consciously skipped it. The whole paper was clean, so I took it and said yes Some people believe the new estimates.

Ji Zhe’s grades in mathematics and comprehensive science were average. Ji Zhe was surprised to find that Jing Ling didn’t know how to write, but was simply too lazy to write. Only by writing in full can you deduce the conclusion required to be proved. Jing Ling only wrote down the key steps. The span is so large that it is shocking.

No wonder the examiner only gives one or two points for each question.

Jing Ling's English is the best. Except for not writing any essays, everything else is correct.

When Ji Zhe saw this, he roughly understood that co-authoring requires at least English writing, so she still had some patience.

Unconsciously, it was almost 06:30 in the morning. Ji Zhe rubbed his eyes and put down the paper.

He finally understood that Jing Ling's study was not as bad as he thought, and was even pretty good. Even in high school, he might not be able to do so well, especially in science. Jing Ling's answer appeared in There are many novel ideas and thoughts that most people would never think of.

Gradually, Ji Zhe heard a commotion coming from Jing Ling's room. Jing Ling must have gotten up.

Ji Zhe patiently held the paper and waited at the door.

But soon, the movement disappeared. Ji Zhe waited for a while and finally realized something was wrong.

It's almost late, why haven't you come out yet?

After tentatively turning the door handle, Ji Zhe found that the door was unlocked.

As soon as you enter the door, what you see is the white curtains floating in the breeze, and the windows are wide open, which is different from before.

Ji Zhe: "..."

As for?

Ji Zhe suddenly began to reflect on himself. Did he push Jing Ling too hard? The other party didn't even leave the door and just jumped through the window to escape.

After half an hour.

[Monkey]: Hahahaha Zheer, what on earth did you do to my little green plum? You forced her to escape through the window.

Ji Zhe did not chat publicly in the group this time, but directly chatted privately.

[Fat House]: Go, go, go!What can I do? Stop gossiping. Aren't you coming? I'm fine. Come on. I'll pick you up. We'll just go over there and have a look together.

[Monkey]: What?Aren't you giving me some extra lessons for Xiao Qingmei?

[Fat House]: To make up for my loneliness, my grades are really good, but I am pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

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