The fake daughter was not exposed today

Jiang Fu didn't think much and started answering the questions.

After a period of score control practice, she has become proficient in identifying which are basic easy-to-scoring questions and which are difficult questions that test her knowledge accumulation and logical thinking.

There were no obvious pitfalls in the Chinese language test this time. Jiang Fu answered the classical Chinese reading questions step by step. He lowered his eyes to think for a moment and deliberately mistranslated an uncommon character.

Based on Shengzhou's past test results, it is impossible for him to surpass Jiang Yilan with his normal performance. In order to fulfill the bet, he will definitely use his special ability to spy on her answers.

While answering the questions, she paid attention to Sheng Zhou's emotions.

ridicule.

It seems that her guess was correct. Sheng Zhou used his superpowers to connect with Jiang Yilan's mind and read her thoughts, which is why he got the same score as her.

Thoughts always move faster than actions. For Sheng Zhou, answering questions is just dictation, while Jiang Yilan still has to consider it carefully.

This is the reason why Jiang Yilan couldn't pass the exam as well as him.

The exam was not long and there were many words to write in Chinese, so there was not much time to waste. Jiang Fu quickly changed his answers and moved on to other questions.

Because she had to fulfill the bet while keeping her score under control and also write an essay in Jiang Yilan's style, she had almost no energy to set a trap for Sheng Zhou. By the time she finished the essay, there was only one minute left before the end of the exam.

Jiang Fu could only turn the paper over and check the basic questions.

It would have been fine if she hadn't checked, but after checking, she found out that she had made a mistake in the poem dictation question.

At this moment, tension was also heard from the diagonal direction.

The bell rings and the exam is over.

Ning Shuhe took a deep breath and paused for a few seconds before speaking, "The exam is over. Everyone put down your pens and stop answering."

A little cold sweat seeped out of Sheng Zhou's forehead and his wrist ached.

He was also panicked because he had to change the answers at the last minute, but fortunately, the test was over.

After leaving the examination room, Jiang Fu deliberately took his time packing his things and fell behind Sheng Zhou.

Judging from his mood swings, he didn't notice the tracking, which meant that his superpowers could only last until the end of the exam.

Sheng Zhou dug out his ID, connected it to his phone via Bluetooth, and logged into an app. "My points haven't moved at all? How is that possible?"

In theory, increasing points requires pressure. Jiang Yilan's pressure in the examination room just now should have increased a little bit. How could it not increase at all?

Speaking of which, during the exam, he always felt that there was something wrong with Jiang Yilan, and she was always thinking about nonsense.

Jiang Fu turned and left.

Her guess had been confirmed, and now she only needed to concentrate on preparing for the math test in the afternoon.

Of course, this carefree attitude only lasted for three minutes. After three minutes, she found herself lost in thought again.

"This seems to be a comprehensive teaching building..." Jiang Fu remembered the location by looking at the utensils in the room.

In addition to three identical teaching buildings, Hegang High School also has a central teaching building, which is connected to the second floor of the teaching buildings for the three grades by stairs.

A design that is so baffling that it's hard to complain about.

The first and second floors of the comprehensive building are the auditorium, and Jiang Fu can just see the stage setting in the center from the window.

She remembered that when Jiang Yilan was a new student, she performed a solo at the school anniversary. The sound of the piano was melodious and touching. Countless teachers and students were attracted by her and called her goddess.

As for now, with her current identity, she is lucky enough not to be thrown rotten vegetable leaves.

"People's hearts are so fickle." She sighed.

Beach house.

"Xiaoxue, a gift." Zixu held the gift box with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yilan followed her wishes and opened the box obediently.

It's a harmonica.

She blew a scale lightly, her eyes shining slightly.

It is obviously not a toy, but a special musical instrument for performance, and the pitch is tuned to perfection.

She played a piece with great interest, and the music sounded like birds singing in the morning.

"It's my first time playing the harmonica, so I'm not very skilled." Jiang Yilan gently pinched the harmonica.

Zixu gently ruffled her hair and said, "How could that be? Most people wouldn't even be able to play the tune the first time they try it."

"Maybe it's because of my childhood skills. My parents are both musicians, and I've been exposed to these things since I was young, so I learn very quickly." Jiang Yilan lowered her eyes.

Sometimes, she missed them quite a bit, but it seemed that it had been too long and the appearance of her parents had become a little blurry.

"Are your parents in a good relationship?" Zixu asked her with a smile.

She nodded gently, her eyes sad.

"I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story," Zixu held her face gently. "As an apology, I'll take you somewhere to play in a few days. How about that?"

"Well, thank you, sister." Jiang Yilan nodded.

She stared at the symbol on the harmonica and played another tune softly.

For some reason, she felt that being Sister Zixu's "Xiaoxue" was also good. No one would tell her that her existence disturbed Jiang Yiran's original life.

in the afternoon.

Jiang Fu looked at the paper in his hand and took a deep breath.

After knowing that Sheng Zhou could read her thoughts, she had already thought about how to teach him a lesson.

Mathematics is the nightmare of many high school students.

When the test started, she quickly glanced at the questions and then began to answer.

Jiang Fu answered the basic questions slowly and calmly, the whole process was smooth as if Sheng Zhou's mind eavesdropping did not exist.

"These 30 points are a gift to you." Jiang Fu stopped writing temporarily.

Sheng Zhou was a little confused at first, but soon he noticed the invigilator's furrowed brow.

What is Jiang Yilan doing?

At this moment, Jiang Fu was lying on the table, closing his eyes and sleeping.

Compared with the overly tight schedule for Chinese, she had plenty of time to answer math questions, and she had enough time to play with Shengzhou.

I guess someone has lost the source of the answer and is at a loss.

Sheng Zhou's mind is indeed confused now. He usually either falls asleep in class or keeps chatting and playing games, and never writes a single word of his homework.

He wanted to be self-reliant, but he filled in the answers to the questions he was familiar with, and he knew he had not learned the other questions just by looking at the unfamiliar nouns.

Damn it, is Jiang Yilan planning to die with him?

After sleeping for more than an hour, Jiang Fu yawned, stood up, picked up his pen, and began to answer the questions.

Don't you like to copy the answers by mind reading? Go ahead and copy them now, it will be too late.

For most of the questions, she would just glance over them and start calculating in her head, then write down the answers directly and move on to the next question.

Sheng Zhou suddenly received the signal, but the other party was answering the questions very quickly, so he could only fill in the answers hastily.

But his foundation was not solid, and he could hardly tell what the other party had answered. He was like a rag bag being dragged behind a car, sweating profusely.

Jiang Fu was not in a hurry at all. He finished the last question, slowly took out the draft paper, and began to calculate step by step.

Sheng Zhou on the other side saw that she slowed down the pace, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to copy the answer sheet according to her ideas.

After some random calculations, Jiang Fu slowly crossed out all the answers.

"Sorry, I accidentally miscalculated."

Sheng Zhou looked at the filled answer sheet with a grim expression.

Feeling the collapse of emotions on the other end, Jiang Fu slowly wrote down the last question and put down his pen.