The next morning, Class F's classroom was much quieter than usual.

The big exam is approaching, and the study atmosphere is strong and tense. Even the scumbags can't help but endorse the questions and hug the Buddha's feet temporarily.

Yan Xia reviewed it for the last time, and felt that he had almost memorized all the knowledge points, so he packed his schoolbag and sat down on his seat with his eyes closed.

This scene fell in the eyes of Jiang He beside him, and it turned into another meaning: Yan Xia was finally willing to give up the Au Xueba persona, and dared to face the fact that he was about to fail the exam!

Sure enough, before I kept saying that I should study hard, it was just a whim.

"This is just like you. How did you pretend to be a good student a few days ago?" She tapped Yan Xia's desk with her index finger, her tone full of usual sarcasm, "If you fail the exam, you will do poorly. Everyone is used to it." , and no one told you."

When she said this to Yan Xia in the past, the other party would just lower his head and respond submissively.

Jiang He thought of his good ranking in the last week's exam, and also thought of Yan Xia's bad grades, and suddenly he felt a sense of superiority.

At this moment, Yan Xia opened his eyes: "That day, you were the one who poured water on me, right?"

Jiang He paused.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She lowered her voice unnaturally, and asked angrily, "Yan Xia, how can you doubt me? Aren't we friends?"

Yan Xia was very calm: "When I returned to the classroom that day, I saw that your fingers were stained with the rust from the bucket."

Startled, Jiang He covered his index finger, looked away as if running away, and replied in a muffled voice, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Jiang He, this is not the first time you have done something like this." The air was stuffy, but Yan Xia's tone seemed cold, "I can't tolerate you every time."

The atmosphere sinks, and the fruity pheromones in the air smell a little more aggressive and pungent.Jiang He swallowed his throat, biting hard: "I told you I don't know!"

Yan Xia's eyes gradually became disappointed.

"Actually, I have already asked those people, and they all said that you were there." She lowered her head, covering her eyes with her slender eyelashes, and said in a soft and low voice, "You also said that we are friends. As long as you If you are willing to admit it, I will definitely forgive you..."

Seeing this, Jiang He's heart skipped a beat.

She was still relying on Yan's family to be rich and powerful to get close to Shang Wandong, and she hadn't finished using Yanxia yet, so the relationship broke down all of a sudden.

Jiang He panicked and explained: "Why do you believe them? They always dislike you, we are true friends! Last time you were raped by the Internet, if it weren't for me, you would have been beaten to death."

Seeing that Yan Xia bowed her head and remained silent, she thought that the other party had listened, and she followed her persuasively, "Why didn't you tell me what happened? I stayed in the classroom after class that day and didn't go anywhere. I didn't even know that you were bullied in the toilet..."

Yan Xia suddenly raised his head, smiled and raised the corner of his mouth: "I didn't say where I was splashed. How did you know it was in the toilet?"

After all, he is still a high school student, no matter how scheming he is, it is useless to be too young.

This wave, this wave is a werewolf self-destruct, it can be voted out.

Jiang He's cheeks lost all color in an instant, and he stared at her with bulging eyes, speechless for a long time.

Yan Xia took out her phone from the drawer, and turned on the screen at her, on which a recording pattern flashed.

Jiang He was stunned: "Are you threatening me?!"

"I don't." Yan Xia smiled softly, showing no sign of coercion at all, and a sly light flickered in her beautiful eyes, "I just want to give myself an insurance."

Jiang He's lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

The bored Chung Kwon turned from the front seat.

Seeing the two people staring at each other silently, he couldn't help asking, "What are you two doing?!"

Jiang He ignored him, turned his head with a stiff face.

Yan Xia smiled: "Nothing."

Zhong Quan didn't think much about it. Seeing that Yan Xia's desk was empty without a single book, he subconsciously said, "You gave up the top ten in the exam?"

Yan Xia: "...I just finished my review." This is the same for one and two.

Zhong Quan saw that she was speaking with certainty, and thought to himself: For the ultimate scumbag like Yan Xia, it is really useless to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

He looked pitifully: "I understand, just do your best."

You know a hammer!

Yan Xia was speechless: "...Well, thank you."

Near eight o'clock, the broadcast sounded, urging the students to go to their examination room.

Jiang He left without saying a word.

Zhong Quan stretched out a hand to Yan Xia, and asked casually, "I did well in the weekly exam last time, do you want to rub my European spirit?"

Yan Xia shook her head: "No need."

Zhong Quan didn't insist either: "Well, then you can do your best."

The heroine's previous monthly exam was the last of the years, so this exam is in the last exam room—that is, class F.

Looking left and right, the surroundings are basically the original members of Class F, all of them sluggish, with numbness written all over their faces.

She picked up her schoolbag and wanted to change seats, but suddenly her heart moved, she walked quickly to the toilet, took out her mobile phone, and poked Shang Wandong's profile picture.

Shang Wandong, who was sitting in Class A waiting for the exam, felt a vibration coming from the drawer, and clicked on WeChat.

——"Yan Xia" patted you.

Shang Wandong: "?"

Yan Xia replied in seconds: "University bully, please lend me a European air!! [What kind of evil can a kitty have.jpg]"

Shang Wandong: "Rub."

Yan Xia: "mua! [猫包妹妹笔贴.jpg]"

Although Shang Wandong couldn't understand it, he was greatly shocked.

Shang Wandong: "MailDeliveryAgent?"

Yan Xia: "???"

Shang Wandong: "Isn't MUA an abbreviation?"

Yan Xia: "...No, sister, this is the onomatopoeia of kiss! Are you a caveman?!"

This time, Yan Xia waited for a while before receiving news from Shang Wandong.

I saw her reply sternly: "Oh. Strictly speaking, cavemen only mastered artificial fire, grinding tools and drilling technology, and did not know how to use smartphones. You have a bad record in history, so you must remember this."

Shang Wandong: "Also, why did you kiss me?"

Yan Xia was speechless.

The author has something to say:

Yan Xia: I'm dying of laughter, I can't move at all

感谢在2021-05-0723:51:13~2021-05-0822:39:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Hate me is 1 better;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Hate me, one better;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: customers have not had 5 bottles; what year. 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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