National schoolmaster, too arrogant!

"It's no use calling mom! One month later, I dare to fail the exam. I don't have to go back home in the future! "

Xi Jingya finished and hung up directly.

Thin with cold toward her tiny pick eyebrow, "have other questions?"

"How many people have you told me that I failed in Chinese

"Not much, only aunt Xi and Gu you." Bo Yihan sighed helplessly, "I didn't intend to say it, but I think you certainly don't intend to study. I can only say it to them."

"..." the warm heart was defeated.

It's all like this. What else can we do? We have to learn.

For warm heart, Chinese is really much more difficult than other courses. We should learn all the words that are difficult to write, and memorize all the ancient poems we have learned from primary school to high school. The most important thing is reading comprehension.

In addition to sleeping, she is either reading with a book or writing with a pen and paper.

Occasionally, with Ji ran Pei ziyao they come out to eat together, warm heart just gratified to find, tragic not only her one, but also Ji ran.

Because even before the meal, both of them had books in their hands.

Warm heart looking at Ji ran with a history book, "you are also learning, so clever."

Ji ran looked up at her one eye, light way, "Qiao."

"I thought all a's were easy for you. You don't have to study like me."

"It wasn't too hard, but I heard that in order to convince the public, the content that the professor got in this exam is much more difficult than our final exam."

"More difficult?" Holding my forehead warm and painful.

No wonder Bo Yihan recently began to find some university books for her to read.

She sighed. "Do you regret saying we cheated on the exam?"

Words fall, Ji ran glanced at the thin with cold one eye beside her, "what's the use of regret? Have come to this step, can only take a good test, you let cold more counseling you, don't drag me down

"Me? What's bothering you? " Warm heart widened his eyes, "joking, don't drag me down. I'm a genius. I'm a high score."

Ji ran chuckled, "if I don't cheat, you are the scum who let everyone know that you failed in Chinese."

Thin with cold beside added, "rare word."

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." Pei ziyao clapped the table and laughed wildly, "I heard, warm heart, you've got a duck's egg in your composition! You're the first scum in the history of our school to take the composition exam! "

Warm heart

Rare words are the stain of her life!

Unconsciously, a month passed.

On the day of the examination, the school specially opened the auditorium. On the stage of the auditorium, there were two desks, one on the left and the other on the right, to let warm heart and Ji ran take the examination directly on the stage.

Even though the school only allowed various media to enter on that day, the auditorium was still full of people with students who could have entered and left the school at will.

Dozens of professors work out questions on the spot, warm heart and Ji ran get the papers and take the exam directly.

After each test, dozens of professors will mark the papers on the spot to ensure absolute transparency and openness.

The first test was Chinese.

Compared with the warm heart does not adapt to the many scenes under the stage, Ji Ran is indifferent.

Warm heart took a deep breath, try to let yourself ignore those lights, concentrate on the exam.

Fortunately, Bo Yihan seems to know more about the routine of those professors than she does. Although some of the questions given by the professors are too fanciful, Bo Yihan has told her similar questions.