Zhang Xiaomei woke up late today and jogged all the way to the back door of Class 3. Just as she arrived, she saw several girls with high ponytails swaggering out of the front door of Class 3.

She quickly grabbed a passing classmate and asked, "Why are they from Class 2 coming to our Class 3?"

"Big sister, why don't you go in and ask Jian Qingyi? I need to go to the restroom." The girl broke free from Zhang Xiaomei's hand and hurried towards the restroom not far away.

Judging from how tightly her legs were clenched together, making it impossible for her to move, you could tell how terribly she was suffocating.

Zhang Xiaomei stared at the girl's back and laughed for a while before turning around and going into the classroom.

"Jian Qingyi, what are those girls from Class 2 doing in our Class 3?" The moment her bottom touched the bench, her hand landed on Jian Qingyi's shoulder.

"They came to tell me that there will be a preliminary test later." Jian Qingyi looked down at her pencil case without looking up.

"A diagnostic test?" Zhang Xiaomei's voice changed in surprise. "It's only the beginning of the semester, what kind of diagnostic test are you talking about?"

During the two months of summer vacation, she forgot almost everything, both the things she could and couldn't forget.

They are now being notified to take a preliminary assessment...

This is clearly an attempt to kill her!

"You'll have to ask the teacher." Jian Qingyi smiled and put away her pencil case.

"Is it an open-book or closed-book exam?" Zhang Xiaomei asked hurriedly.

“They didn’t say.” Jian Qingyi shrugged.

Zhang Xiaomei's shoulders slumped down immediately.

He looked as if he had been deeply hurt.

A moment later, she turned her head fiercely to look at the top student in the grade behind her, her eyes blazing with anger, "Zheng Rui, don't tell me you only just found out about the placement test?"

"Believe it or not, I only just found out about this placement test," Zheng Rui sighed with a smile.

He never expected the teachers to pull this stunt.

"Didn't your aunt and uncle hint at anything to you? Didn't they ask you to review the knowledge points from before?" Zhang Xiaomei glanced at him sideways.

"No!" Zheng Rui shook his head firmly.

Zhang Xiaomei sighed, "Heaven is going to destroy me!"

Thinking of the knowledge points she had almost forgotten, Zhang Xiaomei quickly opened her schoolbag, wanting to find a book to cram for a while.

Just then, the school bell rang.

Zhang Xiaomei paused in her book-flipping motion. Before she could even groan, Zheng Jingya, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 12 and Zheng Rui's aunt, came in carrying a thick stack of test papers.

"Those of you who are well-informed probably already know, so put your textbooks away!" Zheng Jingya smiled at the students below the stage who looked like they had lost their parents, her voice as pleasant as ever.

The crowd below the stage seemed to have heard some kind of death knell, and everyone looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

As soon as they got their hands on the exam papers, everyone eagerly flipped through them.

Thinking of the bet with those girls in Class Two, Jian Qingyi didn't dare to be careless. She checked the test paper from beginning to end before starting to write.

Fortunately, I had seen it a couple of days ago, so it didn't take her too much effort to do.

A short while later, she flipped it over.

When your mind is full of ideas, you can write quickly.

To prevent students from cheating, Zheng Jingya sat on the podium as if guarding against thieves, her eyes never leaving the students below.

The classroom was quiet; the only sound was the scratching of pens on paper.

Hearing someone flipping through the exam papers, she instinctively assumed it was Zheng Rui.

But when I looked up, it was someone I never expected.

Jian Qingyi...

Thinking of her bottom-of-the-class grades, Zheng Jingya frowned slightly and decisively looked away.

As time ticked by, a tense atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.

After finishing her essay, Jian Qingyi flipped over the test paper, intending to check it again from the beginning, when she felt someone poking her in the back with something.

Thinking that she was sitting too far back and inconveniencing the people at the table behind her, she quietly moved forward a little.

The people behind her seemed to be working against her, constantly poking her in the back.

Normally, Jian Qingyi would have turned around and given him a big pat on the back.

But he was taking an exam right now, and it also involved a bet with those girls from Class Two.

We cannot tolerate her acting recklessly.

After thinking about it, she decided to raise her hand and report to the teacher.

Before she could raise her hand, a small piece of paper flew from behind and landed beside her.

She instinctively grabbed it in her hand.

If a crumpled piece of paper suddenly appears on your desk during an exam, it's definitely not a good thing.

Thinking of the consequences of being caught cheating, she steeled herself and, taking advantage of the moment when Zheng Jingya looked away, decisively stuffed the crumpled paper into her mouth.

As I struggled to swallow, two words drifted from behind me...

"Answer."

All Jian Qingyi could say was: 【Thank him and his ancestors for eight generations!】

Zheng Rui, who witnessed all of this, was stunned.

They've been sitting at the same desk in front of each other for at least two years, how come he didn't know she had this quirk?

He quietly tore off half a sheet of paper, intending to rewrite the answers for her, but before he could even put pen to paper, the person at the desk in front of him got up with their test paper.

Zhang Xiaomei, who was writing furiously, noticed the movement beside her. She looked up and saw Jian Qingyi placing the test paper on the lectern.

This……

Does this mean they've given up? Admitted defeat?

"What are you looking at? You'd be better off doing a couple more problems instead of looking at that." Seeing the students below the stage staring in shock at Jian Qingyi's departing figure, Zheng Jingya slapped the lectern in front of her in dissatisfaction.

The students were so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads.

The senior students were taking mock exams, and the surroundings were quiet. Jian Qingyi casually found a secluded corner and began to close her eyes and rest.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of me.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

Their gazes met.

"How many points do you think you got on the test just now?" Zheng Rui looked down at Jian Qingyi, a hint of worry in his eyes.

They'd been sitting next to each other for two years, and he couldn't just watch her kneel in front of the entire school and bark like a dog.

"If you don't want to hurt me, then don't give me any more answers." Jian Qingyi said bluntly.

Thinking about the stupid thing she had just done, Jian Qingyi wanted to slap herself a few times.

Instead of using such a great cheating tool on the island, they forced themselves to swallow such a huge wad of paper...

"What about the bet you made with those guys from Class Two? Do you really want to kneel down in front of the whole school and bark like a dog?" Zheng Rui frowned.

"How do you know it must be me kneeling in front of the entire school and barking like a dog?" Jian Qingyi stood up.

How could someone who has lived two lives lose to a few clowns?!

joke!

Zheng Rui was about to open his mouth to say something.

"Jian Qingyi!"

Zhang Xiaomei's cheerful voice could be heard from not far away.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Xiaomei jogged over to the two of them.

She habitually reached out and put her arm around Jian Qingyi's shoulder.

"Jian Qingyi, why did you hand in your paper so early today?"

"Why aren't you handing in your paper after you've finished?!" Jian Qingyi pulled Zhang Xiaomei back down to sit.

"Are you sure you've finished?" Zhang Xiaomei was so skeptical.

She used to be the last one to hand in her paper.

I was actually the first to hand in my paper today.

It's really hard to believe she finished it all.

“Definitely, definitely, and certainly.” Jian Qingyi smiled slightly.

"Jian Qingyi, why don't we have Zheng Rui talk to those girls and let's just call off the bet?" Zhang Xiaomei suggested tentatively.

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