Queen's favorite

Chapter 26
An Weiwei ran up to her, looked at the schoolbag on her back, and patted it carelessly, "You still carry this schoolbag? Why don't you change it."

Yi Zhantong could easily hear the pride in her tone.

Xia Pengcheng immediately continued, "Boss, let me buy you a schoolbag. Do you like Disney or Adidas?"

Yi Zhantong sneered, seeing An Weiwei's surprise, she introduced, "This is Xia Pengcheng, the young master of the Xia family, and the principal of the school is his uncle."

"Oh—" An Weiwei let out a long cry, and immediately walked to Xia Pengcheng's side with a smile on his face.

To put it bluntly, no one would like Xia Pengcheng's appearance and figure. If he didn't know his identity, no one might walk beside him at all.

Yi Zhantong is not, she really thinks this young man is innocent and generous.

After Xia Pengcheng was introduced, An Weiwei obviously stopped following her, and surrounded Xia Pengcheng talking non-stop.

Xia Pengcheng was extremely agitated by being surrounded. He stretched out his right hand and yelled forward, "Boss, wait for me..."

Yi Zhantong pursed his lips, carrying a backpack on one shoulder, and walked up the stairs in twos and threes.

A one-morning exam.

Topics are complex.

The materialization of language, foreign politics and history is a mixture of seven courses.

Some questions are perverted to ask questions in English.

The test paper is 20 pages long and the test is 4 hours long.

Yi Zhantong devoted himself to answering the questions. Fortunately, he studied abroad for a year before, and his English is still 66.

The killer's intuition made her always feel that there was a line of sight behind her.

At first she thought it belonged to Xia Pengcheng behind her, so she didn't pay much attention and kept answering the questions.

Many students in the venue were flipping through such a long test paper, sighing, looking at the English questions, scratching their heads, not knowing how to write.

Only Yi Zhantong, who writes swiftly and swiftly, answers the questions quickly after hesitating for a few minutes.

An hour, two hours, when two and a half hours passed, Yi Zhantong finally let out a sigh of relief.

The last one is Chinese composition, eloquent, she finished it.

The moment she closed the pen cap, she suddenly felt the pride of a warrior with her sword sheathed.

Behind him, there was still a fiery gaze.

Yi Zhantong looked at the teacher, but not at her, she glanced back.

That line of sight was not Xia Pengcheng, because Xia Pengcheng was sleeping on the test paper at the moment.

But -

Wood cold.

The two lines of sight meet in the air.

The light in Mu Han's eyes was cold, proud and proud.

Realizing that Yi Zhantong was looking at him, he curled his lips coldly, then glanced at her lightly, put it on the test paper, and continued to answer the questions.

Yi Zhantong stared back.

Turning his head around, he glanced back and forth about the answers.

Sample, compare with me?

Yi Zhantong put away the stationery, stood up, and walked onto the podium under the disdainful eyes of everyone.

"What are you doing?" the invigilator shouted angrily.

"Submit the paper."

Yi Zhantong's light words immediately made everyone sigh.

"What, she actually finished it. Could it be that she has an answer?"

"How is it possible, that is the last person in XX junior high school."

"That's right, even the male god Mu Han hasn't finished answering the questions, how could she finish?"

"Be quiet!" The invigilator knocked on the table.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Yi Zhantong in disbelief, "Student, are you sure you're done?"

Yi Zhantong was also willing to cooperate with them in acting, and spread his hands, "I will finish writing what I can write."

Meaning it won't or won't.

The invigilator's eyes dimmed in an instant, and the students below even let out a sarcasm.

(End of this chapter)