The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

The third middle school was vigorous and resolute, and printed out the preliminary examination papers on the second day, with a total of three papers except language and mathematics.

The school spirit and discipline of the No. [-] Middle School are strict, and the examination style and discipline are also very famous. The top students keep their backs straight and write non-stop.

The first math test.

Wu Jing scanned the test paper with a single glance, filled in everything he could fill in smoothly, and then began to bite the cap of the pen and think about life.

These questions obviously look similar to those on the middle school exam paper, why can't I figure them out?

What went wrong?

A black shadow suddenly appeared outside the one-meter-high window, and his back felt hairy. He immediately retracted his eyes that were trying to wander around, and stared at the test paper as if he was concentrating on it.

The invigilator was the history teacher of their class, a very refined old man, walking around the classroom reviewing everyone’s test papers, when he passed by Wu Jing, he stared at his papers for a long time, hesitant to speak, but he held back I didn't say anything.

Turning to look at his deskmate again, the chrysanthemum-like face immediately bloomed with spring.

Wu Jing was suddenly depressed.

He looked at the tablemate from the corner of his eye, and Yan Xinguang had stopped writing as early as he did, with his left hand resting on his forehead, and his eyes were slightly closed.

The exam had only started for 25 minutes. Those who didn't know thought that he had given up struggling just like Wu Jing. Only Wu Jing knew that the front and back of this person's paper had already been filled.

Duan Changhan contributed the only breaking point to this boring exam. He and Liu Lei passed the note and were intercepted on the spot by Director Xing who was patrolling. After standing there for two hours, he gritted his teeth and compared Liu Lei with his mouth, "Fatty, you are not loyal enough" before leaving.

After the exam, a group of people were discussing the answers, Wu Jing and Yao Bin didn't want to participate in such a hypocritical discussion, "I really didn't pass the exam!" "Me neither! Half of them can't write!" "... "

Duan Changhan, who was punished for standing, came in to pack his schoolbag and wanted to sneak away. Before he left, he came over and asked him, "Are you going to play ball? There is usually no one at noon."

Wu Jing: "I won't go, I'm starving to death, taking this test will waste my energy."

Yao Bin turned around and rolled his eyes at him: "Don't worry about it, I can hear you clearly from the front. Your writing voice stops after 15 minutes at the most. What a waste of energy? Did you play too many games last night?"

Wu Jing was shocked: "Excellent, can you hear this?"

Fatty Liu Lei also came over: "Yao Bin's hearing is pretty good, so how can you score Wu Jing when you listen to it?"

Wu Jing interrupted, "It's too much, don't just talk about me, you said you heard it before, so why don't you talk about him?"

He points to the left.

The eyes of the four followed the direction of his fingers.

The young man's stern face was filled with darkness, and he noticed their gazes, and slowly looked over.Their eyes met, and there was silence in the air, which was in stark contrast to the noise just now.

Yan Xinguang looked at them for a while, without saying a word, then turned his gaze back, and when he turned his face sideways, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Wu Jing suddenly became hoarse.

I have to say that this Yan Yan is really good-looking.

Of course, he was still a little worse than himself.

Yao Bin: "Hehe, let's go, let's go eat."

Wu Jing, who was dragged away, hadn't reacted yet, and when he was queuing up in the cafeteria, he taught Yao Bin a heartbreaking lesson: "Why are we running? Is the surname Yan a cannibal or something? It seems like I'm afraid of him, damn it , I lost all face!"

Liu Lei: "The moment I looked at him, I broke out in a cold sweat. Do you think it's mysterious?"

Wu Jing sneered, "It's Xuan, he has sorcery." Then he passed the plate to the window, "Master, bring more braised eggplants!"

**

The reason why a key middle school is a key middle school is not only that the examination papers are issued quickly, but the results are usually also issued quickly.

Wu Jing and the others went for a walk around the stadium after eating, but failed to grab a spot. When they were squatting in the auditorium drinking drinks, they saw a few people walking towards the teaching building of the first grade with a roll of red silk in their arms. up.

Yao Bin stood up and squinted his eyes, "Don't tell me it's a red list?"

Liu Lei: "Isn't it possible? Just take a preliminary test and still make a list? Let's go and have a look."

A few people trotted behind the group of people, but those people walked very fast. When they arrived, the red notice had already been pasted on the notice board on the first floor, and a group of people were standing on tiptoe look.

Liu Lei let out a yell and began to squeeze in. Yao Bin asked Wu Jing, "Do you want to see it?"

Wu Jing shook his head: "I'm not going, you go and see it, and let me know after you've finished."

Yao Bin squeezed past him. His eyesight was 5.0, which was a huge advantage among a group of short-sighted people. He scanned the list up and down for a few minutes and came back after being two meters away. Thoughts.

Wu Jing stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Say, what's the ranking?"

Yao Bin: "That's awesome, the tenth grade!"

Wu Jing froze for a moment, couldn't believe it, pointed to himself, then pointed to the list, "Really?! Did you read that right? Let me go, are you so amazing?"

Yao Bin was stunned by his expression of "Why am I so awesome", and quickly interrupted, "Wait, wait, what are you talking about? I said that Yu Jia's tenth grade is awesome, what do you think?"

"..."

Wu Jing: "Who told you to see her grades? How much is mine? How much is yours?"

Yao Bin: "I thought none of us were the kind of people who expected results?"

Wu Jing: "...Stop talking nonsense, you don't want to talk."

Facts have proved that the eyesight of 5.0 is still very good. Yao Bin talked about the rankings of several people he focused on. Ten pulls, Duan Changhan fifty.

This result has far exceeded his expectations, even Liu Lei came over and gave Wu Jing a thumbs up: "Yes, Brother Jing, I made a bet with someone before, either you or Brother Han, I bet on Brother Han, So I won, our brother Jing still has real skills! But brother Han is like a rumor."

Wu Jing: "..."

When Duan Changhan raised his foot, it was a flying kick.

Yao Bin made a mysterious expression: "By the way, do you know who No.1 is?"

"Is there anyone else?"

Yao Bin raised his finger and shook, "Wrong! It's really not the person in your mind."

Now, the few people who were still tearing aside became interested and gathered around, "Isn't it Yan Xinguang?"

"No, I took a few glances just now. The first one is really not him, it's Zhang Caijun. I'm still thinking that this is over, Mr. Yan's shining golden Xueba character set is about to collapse, but the next step Look, he is in second place, and his total score is only one point lower than Zhang Caijun's... This time the test is really difficult, and it is not shameful for him to be second in the exam, but Zhang Caijun will definitely die of pride. "

Yao Bin's guess was right, Zhang Caijun was so proud that his nose almost went up to the sky.

As soon as the group entered the classroom, they saw him chatting and laughing happily in the crowd. His black and thin body looked particularly powerful at the moment, and even the acne on his forehead was full of energy.

"The question is not bad. It is said that the teacher who participated in the college entrance examination proposition last year gave it. I really think it is not bad!"

"After finishing the composition, I looked at the watch. There were still 10 minutes to go. I checked everything in front of me, but I made two mistakes. If it weren't for those two questions, I would have gained seven or eight points!"

"Hahaha, thanks for the prize, wait for the monthly exam next time, one exam really can't prove anything."

"..."

While listening to his bragging, everyone looked towards the last row, wanting to know the expression on Yan Xinguang's face.

But they failed to do so, the clean and spotless desk was empty, not even the schoolbag was there.As Wu Jing walked back to his seat, he thought that he didn't seem to see him when he was eating in the cafeteria just now.

Could it be that he was hit by failing the exam and simply dropped out of school?

Classes officially started in the afternoon. The first class was Yao Erniu's English class. When he came in with a stack of test papers, everyone wailed.Yao Erniu clapped his hands for the paper to be handed out, and began writing on the blackboard.

This person looks a little silly, but he still has a lot of momentum when speaking in class, and his spoken language is very fluent. Unfortunately, Wu Jing seemed to be emptied of his learning cells in an instant after the high school entrance examination. Drowsy and in a trance, he wrote a bunch of "notes" that he couldn't tell what they were on the test paper, and the bell rang for the end of class. He rubbed his eyes, stood up and stretched himself, and heard Yao Erniu assign homework, " This is the end of today's class, students go down and correct the test papers, and we will continue in the next class, bye~"

When Yao Erniu walked out of the classroom, Yao Bincai turned his head with a look of eating a fly, "Should I go to the canteen? I am really tired. Teacher Yao babbled a class, but I didn't understand a single word." .”

After stretching, Wu Jing sat down and rolled his eyes lazily, "Still eating? The more you eat, the less blood supply to your brain, you will become more and more stupid. You know, when the time comes, you really can't hear a single letter." Understood. Come and correct the test papers."

Yao Bin's face was distorted in pain. He thought he was joking, but he sat down seriously and began to correct the paper. The two sighed together as they looked at Wu Jingjuan's ghost-like notes.

"No," Yao Bin pointed to the empty desk beside him, "Yan Xinguang's test paper is right next to you, why don't you just copy his?"

Wu Jing thought it made sense, so he reached out and took the test paper on the table next to him.

It was still hot in September, and after one class, Wu Jing's test paper had long since turned into a crumpled piece of paper, with a corner torn off by him.And Yan Xinguang's test paper just lay there indifferently and cleanly. When he picked it up, he felt the warmth and coldness of the paper.

He paused, flipped through the test paper, and looked at the name column on the front page. The three characters "Yan Xinguang" were written in a flying style, and the ending of the light characters was so long that it almost reached the sky. Is it not that good, I thought that a person like him must have been beaten to practice calligraphy since he was a child?"

Turning another page, wanting to read his composition, Wu Jing froze just as he turned the paper over.

"What are you doing? Are you stunned to appreciate someone else's composition?" Yao Bin poked his head over, looked at the page, and was also stunned.

The front and back of the test paper consisted of two pages, and the back of Yan Xinguang's English test paper was blank.

"..."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, the two looked at each other.

Wu Jing: "What does he mean..."

Yao Bin: "I didn't write all the reading comprehension and composition, so I have to give up at least [-]%... Is he trying to humiliate someone?"

Wu Jing: "If Zhang Caijun finds out about this, he will be so angry that he will eat all the bragging."

Yao Bin laughed a few times, "I guess so, but why didn't Yan Xinguang come this afternoon? He took all his schoolbags away. He's really mysterious."

Hearing this, Wu Jing looked at the empty table belly of the man, and saw the face of this great god, although he was good-looking, but always stinky, as if no one else was sorry for him, curled his lips, "Who knows."

Even after saying this, there seemed to be a bubble slowly rising in the bottom of my heart, and then slowly expanding.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, his curiosity about Yan Xinguang has reached its peak.

The author has something to say: Yan Xinguang: self-defeating

I don't even want to take the exam