Urban God-level Selection System

"But..." Before Zhang Wanlin could say anything, Mo Yanran said: "Don't dare.

Here, this is my tutorial book, lend it to you.

Let’s start with the first unit. "

The act of talking between the two immediately attracted Qin Fei's eyes in the distance, glowing with envy.

Zhang Wanlin opened the first unit. These were all things he had learned, but they gave him a strange feeling.

Especially the densely packed problem-solving formulas and logical steps are completely big.

Are they going to the same school and the same class?

I do not know.

"I don't understand at all."

"Why don't you understand?"

"This."

"anything else?"

"And this."

After some conversation, Mo Yanran finally understood, basically all the knowledge points were a little bit ignorant.

Are you joking?

"Zhang Wanlin, now I really feel that you were really embarrassed by the sixty-point test before.

With your knowledge, it is not easy. "

Zhang Wanlin scratched his head: "Why don't I be smarter than you."

Mo Yanran seemed to think of something: "You didn't cheat for sixty points in the previous test, right?"

Zhang Wanlin was speechless, "How can this be called cheating? I'm just learning from it.

Yes, learn from. "

The object of reference is of course Qin Fei.

However, Qin Fei's results are also poor. If Zhang Wanlin is the last one, then he is the second last.

The second-to-last grade of the whole class is copied, and the grades naturally cannot be copied.

Before, he was in a hurry and went to the doctor, but he fell to the point of copying his homework.

Mo Yanran looked at him contemptuously.

I won't talk about such a low score on the test.

This score is actually obtained by cheating.

It's an eye-opener.

"Then tuition from here."

Mo Yanran said.

She started tutoring for Zhang Wanlin. In order to avoid being seen by the history teacher, she controlled her voice very quietly.

At first glance, it looks like the two are whispering, the relationship is exceptionally good.

Many students were surprised when they saw it.

"Mo Yanran seems to know Zhang Wanlin very well."

"Did they know each other before?

Shouldn't it. "

"I should know each other, or why would Mo Yanran take the initiative to change positions to him?"

"Could it be that Mo Yanran likes Zhang Wanlin!?"

Qin Fei looked at the actions of the two, eagerly attacking Zhang Wanlin! ! It was so close to the goddess.

"Hey, don't you stay so close, OK?"

Mo Yanran pushed Zhang Wanlin a bit, and the heads of the two were about to join together just now.

OK?

Zhang Wanlin said innocently: "Please, I can't hear you say so quietly."

"But I won't speak a little quietly, what if I'm caught?"

Zhang Wanlin was speechless.

Obviously, tutoring is such a serious matter, but it is as sneaky as eating spicy sticks in class.

"You speak so quietly, I must listen a little closer, right?"

"well.

Then get closer. "

Mo Yanran emphatically explained the question types under the two established history books.

The distance between the two went from far to near to very close.

When Zhang Wanlin was close, he could smell the faint scent of Mo Yanran, and when he was close, he could feel the scorching heat of her exhaled breath.

From a closer look, Mo Yanran is really beautiful and flawless.

If she could be my girlfriend, how good would it be?

Before he knew it, Zhang Wanlin was in a daze.

"Are you listening?"

Mo Yanran suddenly asked seriously.

"exist."

Zhang Wanlin woke up immediately.

"What did I just say?"

"Speaking..." "I knew you didn't listen carefully!!"

Mo Yanran was very angry, and the consequences were serious. It is necessary to pull his ears! "Oh, come on."

The results of the math unit test were just announced today. Zhang Wanlin has not yet emerged from the haze. In the first English class in the afternoon, the English teacher announced: "We will conduct unit tests in this class."

"If the test fails, copy the words fine and read after class.

And follow the corresponding dictation. "

Misfortunes never come singly, but fortunes come.

Except for the Chinese class, all of Zhang Wanlin's classes are crane tails, which not only hinders the country, it has already taken off the country's pants.

Among them, mathematics and English are even more important.

How can this be done?

! Is it going to be punished again?

Qin Fei was here before, although he was the second to last, but somehow he copied it.

now what?

Copy air?

Or copy Mo Yanran?

Mo Yanran scored very well in almost every class, with a perfect score of 100 and never had a score of 90. This time, she scored a perverted score in the math test.

Two words are outrageous.

Of course, the copy of her can guarantee a hundred shots, which is absolutely correct.

But the question is, is she willing?

Surely not willing.

Others were busy writing questions, but Zhang Wanlin tapped his fingers on the tabletop, struggling with the problem.

There is no distance between him and Mo Yanran at a meter. You can see some answers at a glance, and you won't find them if you copy them.

Besides, she is so focused now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wanlin picked up his pen and quietly looked at Mo Yanran's paper, while Yu Guang paid attention to the teacher's position.

Achieve six ways of seeing, hearing all directions.

Choose A for the third multiple-choice question.

Choose B for the seventh multiple-choice question.

Choose D for the tenth multiple-choice question.

... Before finishing copying, Mo Yanran quickly turned over and wrote the other side of the roll.

This speed is too fast, Zhang Wanlin only copied a few questions.

Mo Yanran glanced at him, and seemed to have discovered but not, and continued to write the same questions as before.

Zhang Wanlin had to turn over the other side of the noodles and copy it carefully.

However, the latter questions are quite difficult to copy, especially for reading comprehension.

How to copy long sentences and paragraphs at every turn?

Twenty minutes into class, Mo Yanran finished writing, but Zhang Wanlin was still helpless.

Whether it is side A or side B, the writing is scattered.

This was handed in and properly failed.

That's it! Now that Mo Yanran is idle, she has time to pay attention to him. What can we do?

I can't copy it.

Zhang Wanlin took the pen and wrote pretentiously, Mo Yanran looked at him calmly with her cheeks under her head.

How long will she have to watch this way?

Although I am handsome, I don't have to be so fascinated.

Class is about to end now.

That cold sweat in Zhang Wanlin's heart.

As the time for the end of get out of class was getting closer and closer, his psychology became more and more flustered.

"Zhang Wanlin, copy it for you."

Mo Yanran pushed the paper over.

Zhang Wanlin looked at her like a savior. The dignified squad leader asked him to copy papers?

No way.

"Don't look at me with that pitiful look, I'm so compassionate and act Lei Feng to do good deeds.

Do you copy or not? "

"copy!"

Zhang Wanlin wrote swiftly and started writing non-stop, now he is racing against time.

"Don't copy your name."

Mo Yanran reminded.

Zhang Wanlin said in a bad mood: "You treat me as an idiot?"

"Aren't you?"

After a lot of effort, Zhang Wanlin finally finished the copy, perfect! Of course, it is not completely copied one-to-one. It is carved out of such a mold, and if the teacher is not a fool, he can see who is copying who.

So Zhang Wanlin only copied part of it, and just guaranteed a passing score.

Just after he finished copying and wiping out his hard sweat, the English teacher suddenly stood up from the podium: "Zhang Wanlin, you copy the paper!!!"