Idol and school grass are at the same table

Shen Zhixing's not cheating is not because of his high consciousness, but the main reason is that he is afraid of trouble - cheating is very troublesome, and it will be even more troublesome if he is caught.

Besides, it is really not difficult to take the exam. Even if you really don't learn anything at ordinary times, you can pass it by rote memorization.

In contrast, the monthly exam is actually more troublesome.

Of course, for poor students, the headache is not the grades, but the exam process.

I can't write, and I have to wait for two hours to be the most tormented.

"It can be regarded as another exam."

"It's really boring to death. I started to sleep when I was listening, and I woke up at the end and glanced at the answer sheet next to me."

"Then you still have some copying, the buddy next to me, he finished the answer sheet before the hearing was played, and slept until the end."

After the exam was over, just as the invigilator walked out of the classroom with the papers, everyone in the last exam room gathered together to exchange their exam experience.

Those who got it copied were stunned, while those who didn't get it were dejected and irritable, and they were discussing how to copy the next subject. The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that they didn't look like people who had exams to come.

"Speaking of which, next to me is Ji Ting. He is really serious about taking the exam and writing all the time. I glanced at it and copied a few choices."

In the crowd, someone suddenly said something, and the group of people fell silent for a while, and then excitedly inquired about the information.

"I heard that he has made great progress. He went from the last to the first few in our examination room in one fell swoop."

"His political history seems to be good. It is said that if he didn't get a good score in mathematics, he would have passed the examination room in front of us!"

For these poor students, the "examination room in front" and here are two different worlds, and those who can get close to the examination room in front are all powerful people.

The crowd of onlookers immediately became agitated, and pulled the person sitting next to Ji Ting into a close relationship.

"Big brother, the next subject of politics is up to you."

The boy originally wanted to make a fuss about it, but he didn't expect someone to make up his mind, and he was a little nervous for a while.

"This... how do you rely on me?" The boy touched his head and subconsciously glanced in Ji Ting's direction, "How could he copy it for me?"

"If he doesn't give it, can't you copy it? You usually have a quick mind, why don't you have any IQ now!"

The person next to him looked like he hated iron but not steel, "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. If he doesn't copy it for you, why don't you read it yourself!"

"Bai has a pair of [-] eyes. If you give it to me, I can just copy all his English compositions."

A group of people discussed in full swing, as the man in the center of the topic, Ji Ting didn't hear anything, and still sat in his seat with his head bowed to review.

"stop looking."

Xiaoba Shen swayed to the side of Ji Ting at some point, sat on the seat next to Ji Ting, crossed his legs, reached out to pick up the book on Ji Ting's desk, "I can't let you go to the examination room in front, you You have to stay here with me."

Ji Ting didn't even take it back. He glanced at him, and said in the usual bad tone, "Get out."

"Hey, I heard that you have become the top student in your area now?" Shen Zhixing smiled, put the things back in front of Ji Ting, tilted his head and glanced at the crowd who were still talking enthusiastically, "Look over there Those brothers are discussing about seeing you in the next subject."

Ji Ting's hand holding the book paused slightly, and made a small crease on the book.

Shen Zhixing put his arms on Ji Ting's desk, and looked at him with his face propped up, "How about you show me too?"

Ji Ting sneered, "Didn't you swear before that you would not cheat, and your awareness was very high?"

"Isn't the situation different?" Shen Zhixing smiled indifferently, "And this time the monitoring is not turned on, what a pity to waste such a good opportunity?"

Ji Ting didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he raised his finger and pointed around, "Open your dog eyes and see how far there is between us."

"Well," Shen Zhixing glanced at it pretendingly, "It's only a diagonal line. Fortunately, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl can still get married after a Milky Way. We are only half a class, why can't we pass notes? gone?"

Ji Ting felt that he could hardly communicate with this kind of psychosis, so he glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to read.

The preparatory bell for the exam rang, the class fell silent for a while, and the invigilator's footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Shen Zhixing tugged on Ji Ting's sleeve resolutely, "I'll pass you a note later, you must return it to me."

Ji Ting didn't want to pay attention to him, and looked up to see the boy next to him standing two meters away from the two of them, staring at him cautiously, frowning at Shen Zhixing, "Hurry up and get back to your seat, don't block him."

Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting had too much trouble, and didn't notice that there was someone behind him. Hearing this, he immediately stood up and stepped aside, "I'm sorry."

The owner of the seat had just finished discussing how to sneak a peek at Ji Ting's paper, and was suddenly taken aback by Ji Ting's gentle treatment. The pencil case on the table was taken away.

The boy immediately lowered his head to pick it up, but his hands were shaking because of nervousness.

Shen Zhixing also bent down, picked up the things before him and helped him put them on the table, smiled, "Why are you nervous? I won't eat you."

It’s okay if he didn’t say anything, but when he talked about the boy, he became more nervous, glanced at Ji Ting, lowered his head lower, “Thank you, Brother Xing.”

"The exam is about to start. Review materials, mobile phones, schoolbags, and things that have nothing to do with the exam are put outside."

The invigilator took the test paper and put it on the podium, stared at Shen Zhixing and continued, "Go back to your seat and don't make any wrong decisions."

Shen Zhixing felt the teacher's special attention to him, and smiled at the invigilator, "Okay, I'll go back right away."

Then, relying on the commotion in the class, the teacher was far away, and said to the boy with a smile, "You are welcome brother, I will have to pass a note to my deskmate later."

Hearing his words, Ji Ting felt even more headache. He gave Shen Zhixing a hard look, turned his head and said to the boy next to him who was too scared to speak, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

The next second, Shen Zhixing turned around suddenly and touched Ji Ting's head, "What's wrong with helping each other at the same table?"

The invigilator watched for a long time and got impatient, so he coughed as a reminder.

Shen Xiaoba winked at this time, ran away, and slipped back to his seat before the invigilator and Ji Ting got mad.

The boys on one side watched the whole process of Shen Zhixing molesting the world superstars in horror, and finally sat down tremblingly under the murderous eyes of the invigilator.

But his eyes unconsciously wandered back and forth between Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting for several times. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a miracle that Shen Xiaoba could survive till now.

Liberal arts questions can be written as long as they memorize them. Ji Ting has a poor foundation and it is difficult for him to learn the content that needs to be understood. It is much easier to memorize by rote.

It didn't take long for Ji Ting's choice to be answered.

He took the paper and started to paint the answer sheet, and the other people around him also started to move.

It was probably discussed in advance, and the people around Ji Ting cooperated very well.

The boy closest to Ji Ting was in charge of glancing at Ji Ting's paper, while the others kept staring at the invigilator, and if there was any trouble, they would immediately inform each other.

Ji Ting finished the multiple-choice questions on the first side, turned the paper over, and turned his head casually, just in time to meet the eyes of the boy next to him who was stretching his neck and aiming at his paper.

The boy was startled, choked himself, and coughed so hard he couldn't breathe.

The others thought that something had happened, and immediately sat up straight in unison.

The invigilator sitting on the podium was already drowsy. Hearing the movement, he gave several people a warning look, and then continued to support his head and lowered his head.

The other invigilator, who was wandering around, didn't notice the small movements of the few people. He turned around again, pulled a stool, and sat down.

The alarm was lifted, and several people were ready to act again.

The boy in charge of copying was still a little nervous, so he quietly glanced in Ji Ting's direction to make sure that he didn't look at him, so he relaxed and continued to look at his paper.

After a few glances, his vision was blocked again.

The boy scratched his head and glanced towards Ji Ting, but his gaze paused slightly when he touched the paper on his desk—the indifferent boss was pulling the paper towards him calmly.

Half an hour before the end of the exam, the exam room became completely agitated.

Everyone has finished answering the multiple-choice questions, and everyone has written as much as possible for the big questions.

It's time to do nothing after answering the questions.

Those in the back row who haven't finished copying the land and those who still want to continue to struggle are still looking around, and notes have already started flying in the classroom.

"Brother Ting, this is for Brother Ting."

Ji Ting was slightly taken aback when he heard someone calling his name, and then realized that it must have been written by someone.

He didn't say anything, and glanced at several directions who were looking at him.

Several boys secretly gave Ji Ting a wink, and immediately, regardless of whether he received it or not, a note flew over quickly, wiped his desk, and landed in front of Ji Ting.

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