Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Who would feel pitiful for Zuo Wang?

Qin Yan's words can be used as a daily joke.

It wasn't until he saw the head teacher entering the door with a stack of papers under his arm that Hao Zijun held his stomach and laughed back: "Lao Wang is here with the book in his arms, I'll withdraw it!"

Qin Yan stuffed the milk back into his schoolbag, and quickly said his way to the back table: "I will thank you with other things later!"

As soon as she turned around and sat upright, she heard the stool creak, she lost her balance instantly, and her whole body tilted to one side strangely.

If he hadn't grabbed the edge of the table in time, he might have fallen down in embarrassment.

The corridor has very little space for people to walk around, and it is basically filled with various staggered rolling boxes, full of books, uneven.

If you accidentally fall, it is probably not much better than having an intimate contact with the ground.

Zuo Wang took out a black pen from the drawer, and prepared to deal with the math test that takes one test every two days and one test every five days.

The slender fingers moved slightly, and the barrel of the pen rotated flexibly at his fingertips, so fast that only afterimages remained.

The papers were passed to the end one by one, Zuo Wang took the test questions from the girl's hand, suddenly felt that her back was very stiff, and she maintained a slightly awkward posture.

At the same time, she could be heard whispering.

"Why is the chair crooked..."

Zuo Wang pinched the paper's fingertips, and subconsciously glanced at the part of the chair that was kicked in the morning.

A piece of the hollow iron pipe was sunken, which had already destroyed the balance of the tripod.

Xu Shi had been kicked on this stool frequently before, and with his kick in the morning, he was completely overwhelmed and went on strike.

He gradually slowed down the speed of turning the pen, and scribbled out the multiple-choice area of ​​the answer sheet, and wrote the remaining fill-in-the-blank questions and answer questions as he liked, making up as many as he could.

Very face-saving to Lao Wang.

After finishing this, it took only half an hour, and I didn't even finish half of it.

Suddenly, Zuo Wang raised his eyes, and found that the girl's back remained unchanged, and she didn't make a sound.

It is very tolerant, determined not to delay the test.

Zuo Wang cursed stupidly in his heart, closed his eyelids, and continued to lean on the table without writing.

After the air crash, all the inheritance left by his parents belonged to him, and it only decreased but did not increase in the past few years, and various expenses continued.

Already in the last year, he's already living on his own.

There are so many part-time jobs out there, Zuo Wang was too lazy to pick and choose, so he chose the most convenient one, helping others to play games and practice accounts at night.

The income is considerable, more than enough to cover tuition fees and living expenses.

As for what to do after graduating from high school, whether to go to college or enter the society, he hasn't made up his mind yet.

However, with his current poor grades, university should still be very far away.

When he was in junior high school, Zuo Hua was ranked among the best. He was the pride of his parents during the holidays, and all the children of relatives adored him.

Now, he has become a negative teaching material in their mouths, and he can't see him all year round, for fear that his children will be spoiled by him, do not learn well all day long, fight everywhere, cause trouble, and be reported by the school from time to time.

Zuo Wang didn't care about these at all, living alone in an empty house, he didn't have to listen to their eccentricities, but he felt at ease.

For an hour and a half or so, someone gently pushed his arm.

"Zuo Wang, it's time."

The test paper was pressed down, Qin Yan couldn't move it at all, and was afraid that it would be torn apart due to too much force, so he had to remind him of the time.

Wang Mingzhou yelled loudly on the podium that he was not allowed to write any more, and the last row passed the papers forward one by one.

Zuo Zhuang slightly raised his elbow, keeping a certain distance from the test paper.