The school bully pretends to be high-cold

"Have you heard? It's about the haunted residential building in the suburbs some time ago."

"What kind of haunted is it? Didn't it be published in the newspapers? Addicts gathered there to take drugs, and they were reported when they were done."

"Yes, yes, my family lives nearby. It is said that after receiving the report, the police hid in an ambush in advance and took a group of people."

"There are enthusiastic people reporting, don't they all say that there is no one to go to the restless area?"

There are all kinds of discussion topics in the recess class, and some people talk about haunted residential buildings.

The person involved, Wang Zehao, said that he could not calm down, this matter was very dramatic and magical.

I wanted to go to the ghost building to explore, but it turned out to be a den of drug addicts. Fortunately, no one let them go up to the third floor unimpeded that day and found the clue.

Then call the police.

After the police received the alarm, they remotely guided them to evacuate to confirm whether they had met the addicts. Later, on Saturdays and Sundays, plainclothes ambushed them for two consecutive days.

Although they only managed to call the police and didn't participate in the whole process, it was very exciting and made people excited.

But Wang Zehao didn't dare to tell his family about this, for fear of being questioned by his parents.

Ghost House Adventure?Still too little work.

Wang Zehao expressed panic.

Xiang Yu was quite happy.

For this incident he gained 50 morality points.

It was very sudden.

Even Gu Chen could see that his tablemate was in a good mood these two days and they were happy together.

The class bell rang, and the dean stepped into the classroom with the bell ringing.

The corners of the mouth could not stop rising, but there was a look of melancholy on his face.

"What's the dean's expression?" Zhang Boyuan secretly guessed, "Could it be that the grades came out?"

He wasn't the only one who guessed this way, and everyone else discussed it in the same way.

"All guesses are good." The dean listened to the comments from the people below, wiped his mirror with the corner of his clothes and put it on again, "The teachers in the examination group worked overtime on Saturdays and Sundays to approve the papers for the whole grade. It’s not sorted out, but I guess it’s coming soon.”

The dean kept looking in one direction after approaching the class, once or twice was okay, but if there were too many times, the students in the front row would all look back.

"Huanhuan, I guess the number one is my bully." Wang Zehao stretched out his elbow to hold Yang Shuhuan, and said in a low voice: "The dean has been watching him."

"No way."

"Ahem." The dean withdrew his gaze, turned on the multimedia computer on the podium, and said leisurely while operating: "We are different from last time. This time we adopted the form of online grading, and many students still suffered."

After finishing speaking, he clicked on a folder in the USB flash drive, "The teacher of the Chinese grade group has intercepted some of the papers of everyone's test papers, let's take a look."

When Xiang Yu heard him say the word 'rolled noodles', he felt something was wrong, and looked at Gu Chen's notebook on the table next to him.

From this angle, if you don't get close to you, you don't know what the other party is writing.

It is estimated that it will be over.

Xiang Yu looked at Gu Chen, only to see this man frowning while staring at the picture projected on the blackboard.

"Same table." Gu Chen tugged at Xiang Yu, leaned over and whispered: "This word looks familiar."

"..." More than familiar.

Looking at the magnified and familiar font, Xiang Yu twitched his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "This is your character."

"Ah?" Gu Chen obviously didn't react, and several days had passed, it took him a long time to see what he wrote.

The dean stared at the picture and said seriously: "This question written silently in an ancient poem can be regarded as a sub-question."

"Forget—" the bottom said in unison.

As I said before, as long as the papers are produced by No. [-] High School itself, and the dean suddenly asks them to memorize something before the exam, then there is no doubt that they must pass the exam.

Not to mention getting all six points, it is at least four or five points.

"Fuck, who is this? Zero is too much, right?" Zhang Zitong had heard of his squad leader's font but wasn't that familiar with it.

"Ah~" The dean glanced at Gu Chen helplessly, and switched to the next one manually, and the latter's eyes met his, embarrassment was not embarrassment, but guilt.

The guilty Gu Chen saw the familiar font again on the next picture.

He wrote a lot of strange things about an analysis question of ancient poetry, so he added lines to the section below.

I can't see what is written clearly, maybe the teacher thinks he is pitiful and gave him 1 point.

"This..." Gu Chen whispered to Xiang Yu: "It shouldn't be, this kind of situation has never happened before, really, I also reviewed it online in the freshman year of high school, and it was normal at that time, and I played it well in peacetime. Almost, it’s not that I care about this score, it’s just that this is obviously a blow from the teacher to reduce the dimensionality of the students, and there is nothing wrong with my answer.”

Xiang Yu wanted to comfort him, but after hearing what he said, the words turned into words.

"How thin is that?"

"puff!"

"Hahahaha!"

Later, Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan were about to go crazy laughing while holding back their laughter.

There were quite a lot of interceptions. After showing the pictures of various topics on the podium, the dean couldn't help but say a few more words.

"We write a lot in liberal arts. The test score is very important. Don't take it seriously. If the Chinese is like this, can you still do well in political history? Teachers don't even want to read such words when they are grading. The college entrance examination is such a teacher's impression score. Thank you for rowing away."

The words are specifically for Gu Chen to hear.

At this time, Gu Chen was busy demonstrating his writing skills to his deskmate.

He just copied a passage from the book, and he copied it and looked at it.

Hold the pen, start the pen, and fold it horizontally and vertically, just according to his answering speed.

Gu Chen's hands are long and slender with distinct bones, they look like the kind of hands that are suitable for playing the piano and writing, but the handwriting is like a ghost painting.

Words do not match hands ah.

Xiang Yu said: "You should write more of the copybooks given to you by the school committee."

"Hey, I'll just write slower next time, this situation is a special case."

Do you dare to have a next time?

For the first time, Xiang Yu showed his boyfriend's restraint.

"Write 4-5 pictures at home every day, and send them to me after taking pictures."

"No problem." It's fine to write it down in advance.

"What I wrote that night counts." Feeling that the strength was not enough, he added: "If you don't post pictures, you don't chat, and if you don't write seriously, you don't chat."

In the afternoon, the answer cards between classes were distributed to the students in each class. As soon as Gu Chen got home, he devoted himself to practicing calligraphy and tried to chat with his deskmate as soon as possible.

The answer sheet is placed on the table to remind yourself.

The door of the bedroom was not closed. Gu Chen's mother, Ms. Jiang Lin and Yan Jiang, glanced in when she passed by. Seeing that the other party was busy at the desk, she came in to take a look. Afraid of disturbing her son, she walked lightly and stood behind him for a long time. , laughed.

"You were asked to write but not to draw, what are you doing?" Ms. Jiang laughed at him, "Why did you suddenly write a copybook, isn't it because you are very confident in your own handwriting, and your dad and I don't listen to what you say? "

"Hey, the situation forced it." Gu Chen finished writing this and did not continue. He chatted with his mother and planned to wait for the other party to leave before continuing.

"The parent meeting will be after school the day after tomorrow, right?" Ms. Jiang took the answer sheet and walked to the other party's bookcase. There were many things on it, including gifts from classmates and origami from children in the orphanage.

"The seminar has been postponed. Your dad is in a hurry to come back from class tomorrow afternoon. I'll give it to you."

Gu Chen thought that his boyfriend had never met Ms. Jiang, so he responded directly: "That's good."

[The author has something to say: Xiang Yu: This word is your only flaw. 】