Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"Time's up, everyone stop writing!" The English teacher clapped her hands. "Last table, collect the test papers."

Gong Huasui sat on the outside and naturally took on the task of collecting the test papers.

Seeing Chi Qinghe was still writing, he walked forward.

Song Xulin's test paper was the easiest to collect. He was in a very bad state during the test.

If you can write, write; if you can’t, sleep.

Anyway, the knowledge in his head and his connection with these competition exercises are limited to 26 letters.

When it was Song Xulin's deskmate's turn, Gong Huasui put his hand on the paper with a smile and pulled it away in the blink of an eye.

"Sorry class, time's up."

As he said this, he followed the same method and took away the papers of several people in front of him.

His efficiency is the fastest compared to the other three groups.

The English teacher looked at Gong Huasui with satisfaction. When he was about to take the test paper, Gong Huasui looked at his desk and exclaimed.

"Teacher, I forgot my test paper is still on the table. Please wait a moment."

The English teacher was stunned and subconsciously wanted to say something, but when he saw the other person's panicked face and the look as if he had really forgotten, he held it back.

"Be careful next time."

Gong Huasui responded with a "yes" and returned to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to lean to the side. "How do you feel about finishing these questions? Are they difficult?"

Chi Qinghe silently covered the draft paper and replied, "Not bad."

After saying that, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

The workload for senior high school students is already tight, so the school will specially arrange for students to go back to the dormitory for lunch break at noon.

He spent his entire lunch break in the hospital and running around outside, leaving him no time to rest.

I almost fell asleep while doing the questions just now.

Those questions were not difficult for him, but there was no guarantee that he would not get confused or confuse the options.

Forget it, just watch the show, anyway he doesn't need to go abroad.

Chi Qinghe supported his head with his hands during the following classes. I don’t know if the knowledge he learned absorbed it, but he slept very uncomfortably.

The teachers must have talked to each other and knew what happened this morning. They all felt that Chi Qinghe was frightened and needed to calm down, so they deliberately did not rush to get him to stand up and answer questions as usual.

In this way, Chi Qinghe successfully made it until school was over.

As soon as the school bell rang, he fell asleep on the table like a loose rubber band.

His deskmate in front of him, Song Xulin, had been recharging his energy throughout the whole day, and when he heard that school was over, he was extremely energetic.

"Chi Qinghe, school is over! Why are you still sleeping?" He knocked on the table and shouted loudly.

Chi Qinghe frowned and buried his head in his school uniform again.

Seeing this, Song Xulin wanted to take action directly, but was suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Gong Huasui said with a forced smile, "I'll stay here with him. If you're in a hurry, go back first."

"You're here with him? Who are you to him? You're here with him!" Song Xulin looked perplexed. "He's my sparring partner. Every Friday we have a duel. Who are you?"

Gong Huasui pursed his lips and said, "I am him..."

Before he could finish the rest of the words, Chi Qinghe suddenly raised his head. Although he still looked a little confused, he had become much more sober.

He grabbed his schoolbag, stuffed his homework into it randomly, then pulled up the confused Song Xulin and ran out.

Leaving Gong Huasui sitting quietly in his seat.

"Double swords combined...what does that mean?"