Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

[?] Chi Qinghe's tone sounded doubtful. [I was just judging her potential as the heroine.]

4011: It doesn’t matter. I’ve become accustomed to putting on the armor of “silence”.

"I'm not new here, but thanks anyway."

Chi Qinghe habitually gave a polite smile, walked into the classroom, and followed Potato Chips to the back.

Because of the exam, the desks that were usually paired together were separated into eight small rows.

Chi Qinghe walked to the back, to the corner, raised his hand and opened the biology book on the table. He made sure the name was correct before putting down his schoolbag.

As soon as he sat down, the classroom fell into a strange silence, and various gazes, some direct and some puzzled, fell on him from time to time.

He was too lazy to pay attention to all these, but what concerned him more was a fleeting mocking look.

Are you planning to set a trap for him?

[The original owner was in a bad situation at school, and it's possible that she was bullied.] Chi Qinghe said lightly.

4011: [Ah? Weren't the original owner's injuries caused by his mother's beating?]

[So it wasn't necessarily physical bullying.] He looked around and keenly sensed the rejection and isolation his classmates were feeling towards him.

4011 stared at Chi Qinghe's suddenly cold eyes, unable to resist curiosity, [Host, have you ever been bullied?]

[If being too good is a sin, then I think I've been bullied.] Chi Qinghe joked seriously.

4011: […]

[There's a lot of bullying, including skin color bullying, racial bullying, rumor bullying... It's just a shame that the people I encounter are all cowards who only bully the weak and fear the strong. After the person who led the group ended up in the ICU, no one dared to mess with me anymore.]

4011 hesitated, [Host, have you broken the law?]

Who said that? I was acting in self-defense. The man pulled something out and stabbed me. I thought it was a knife. I was so scared at the time, I thought I was going to die. It was all instinct. When I woke up, I forgot everything. I just saw the man fall down the stairs by himself.

4011 was speechless after hearing this. [Host, you'd better tell the truth.]

MD! Where is its cool and abstinent male god?

How...how did it become like this!

Is the inner drama so rich?!

Chi Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "[Whatever.] It doesn't matter."

4011: […]

Chi Qinghe waited for a long time, hoping that the man would take the initiative to attack, but no one dared to come forward and talk to him, not even someone said anything harsh.

Helplessly, he could only stuff his schoolbag into the desk, find his textbook, and review as much as he could.

But as he was flipping through the book, he suddenly realized——

The college entrance examination does not test all subjects!

Jiangjing City implements a seven-choose-three system.

With the original owner's grades, passing the academic exams in the first and second year of high school would definitely not be a problem.

The only things he needs to be responsible for are Chinese, math, English and three elective subjects.

Thinking of this, a rare sense of shame emerged in my heart.

He was indeed self-righteous and always followed his intuition, but he forgot that he was no longer "Chi Qinghe".

I don’t know which three subjects the original owner chose. It would have been better if it was science, which he was good at. There were too many things in the humanities, and he really didn’t have time to memorize them.

Just then, someone finally came to the empty seat in front.

Chi Qinghe raised his eyes, but before he could say anything, the person in front of him turned his chair around, supported his head and looked at him intently.

"Bumpkin, we meet again."

Chi Qinghe was puzzled. The young man in the front seat was like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, releasing his charm to the fullest, which made his heart skip a beat.

“…I’m not gay.”

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Song Xulin glared at Chi Qinghe in embarrassment and anger.

"What are you talking about? If you're not gay, then am I? How could I be interested in a hard-core man like you?!"

Listening to the other party's deliberately lowered voice, Chi Qinghe slowly picked up the page of the book and turned it over, without even raising his head, he replied perfunctorily.

"You're not, I'm not, none of us are."

"I agree with the first two sentences, but the latter needs further consideration."

When Song Xulin smiles evilly, his sharp canine teeth are exposed, and the arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes cannot hide his arrogance and disobedience.

[Ding! Trigger a random task! ]

[Sincere friendship is like green onions in a frying pan, rare in the world~]

[Host, please complete the task of "Rejecting abnormal gambling friendships and defending pure campus friendships" to receive a bonus of 250 yuan.]

A bet? With whom? Not with that big, stupid guy in front of me, right?

"What does that expression mean? Don't you believe me?" Song Xulin looked displeased.

"Nothing..."

The voice was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the blackboard from the podium.

"Stop checking answers, sleeping, or chatting. Clear your desks and continue the exam."

There was a sudden burst of complaints from the audience, followed by the sound of moving stools and books.

There are so many high school textbooks that even if they fill up both the desk and the floor, there would still be a large box piled up at my feet.

Huayang Affiliated Middle School built extra-large wall cabinets at the back of the classroom, two for each student.

The exam required that no textbooks could be placed on the desk, so everyone stood up and moved to the cabinets at the back.

Song Xulin turned back first, then seemed to remember something, turned half sideways, and gave Chi Qinghe a malicious smile.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the exam later is... physics, not biology."

Chi Qinghe paused, glanced at the biology book he had just flipped through, and smiled.

"You have a good memory."

"Well, I can't hide it anymore. To be honest with you, you're not the first person to praise me like this."

Song Xulin looked like a smug villain.

Chi Qinghe's expression remained unchanged. He moved his fingers, which were hidden in the pocket of his school uniform, back a little, and the walnuts collided with each other, making a faint "click" sound.

Song Xulin found pleasure in teasing Chi Qinghe, who did not stop after putting away his books and returning to prepare for the exam.

"Are you angry? Not really. I was just joking. You're a grown man, don't be so insolent. Hey! Don't keep your head down and keep silent. At worst... I'll give you the title of the most handsome guy in the school for three minutes? Hey, Chi Qinghe, are you mute?"

Suddenly, a roar came from behind, "Song! Xu! Lin! Get out if you disturb other candidates again!"

Then, the invigilator picked up the eraser beside him and threw it behind him.

The eraser is square, with rounded corners, and is lightweight. It is a great punishment tool for teachers with good accuracy.

There are many potholes on it, obviously it has been abused a lot.

"Wow—so handsome!"

The crowd instantly let out a loud gasp and suppressed exclamations.

It was as if Song Xulin had eyes behind his back. He bent his arms, opened and closed his hands with his backhands, and actually steadily caught the eraser flying from the podium!

The people who were nearby were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their heads.

But a certain BKING was choked by chalk dust and his cheeks turned red from coughing.

He almost fell off the stool, but fortunately Chi Qinghe helped him in time and prevented him from falling flat on his face.

"Teacher, I'll take him to the school clinic." Chi Qinghe said seriously.

The invigilator was frightened by Song Xulin's appearance and waved his hand, asking him to hurry up.

The classroom became quiet again, and Gong Huasui sat up sleepily and took the test paper handed to him by the person in front of him.

He did not answer the question immediately, but instead looked towards the far right corner as if he had sensed something.

Is he sleepy?

Which little squirrel moved his deskmate's books?