False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

At this moment, the bell for class rang, and the teacher arrived in the classroom with a stack of new test papers.

"The exam is about to start, everyone go back to their exam positions!"

Some people in the class sat down in their examination seats obediently.

Some eyes were blank, and they couldn't help talking to themselves: "Didn't you pass the exam this morning? Why are you still there?"

Some just slipped in through the back door, apparently still not understanding what happened in the morning, "What's going on? Are you going to take the exam as soon as you come in the afternoon?"

Some seemed to understand something, but they felt a little unbelievable, "Did you take the exam this morning? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

It can be called a large-scale muddled group of demons dancing wildly.

The teacher knocked on the table again with the test paper, "Students sit back and distribute the test papers immediately."

Hearing the word "examination", Wen Zining's original excitement was completely extinguished, and even faintly raised the instinctive fear of the scumbags for the exam.

He withdrew his hand and sighed, "Wait, let's talk about it after the exam!"

In the afternoon exam, I took four exams in a row, and the teacher probably wanted to leave work early, and it took only 10 minutes to finish the English exam, and then the papers for the comprehensive and comprehensive sciences were handed out at the same time.

A total of six papers were piled up, what Wen Zining did made him dizzy.

The exam was finally over. Wen Zining looked at the time and found that it was already seven or eight o'clock in the afternoon.

He felt that he had just been through a battle, and even the toughest business battle was not as difficult as this exam.

Just after the exam, the table returned to its original position.

At this time, Wen Zining was already an empty shell that had lost his soul. He lay his head on the table, all he wanted was to be quiet.

Most of the students in the classroom had already left, Tang Junjie took the rabbit figure out of the drawer again, and pushed it in front of Wen Zining.

"You haven't answered what I just said," Wen Zining said in a weak voice, "I want to see the author of this."

Just as Tang Junjie opened his mouth, Wen Zining interrupted him again. He pouted and said angrily, "I don't know what I don't know. If you dare to lie to me, we will break up our friendship."

"You," Tang Junjie tentatively asked after hesitating for a moment, "Do you know how this SoulRabbit came about?"

Wen Zining didn't care how this happened, he raised his eyes angrily, "Are you changing the subject?"

Just following Tang Junjie's words, Wen Zining only felt a "buzz", as if something was about to explode.

"You're not... Wen Zining, are you?"

Wen Zining instantly jumped up like a rabbit whose tail had been bitten, and the bench rubbed against the ground, making an ear-piercing sound.

"How could I not be Wen Zining!"

The accident happened so fast that Wen Zining had no way to deal with it. He didn't even know when and where his flaws began to show.

Obviously, it was only the third day since meeting Tang Junjie, strictly speaking, it was only two and a half days.

Wen Zining couldn't think of anything, his heart was beating wildly, "I, I'm going back. Wen Qian and Geng Lin have also finished their exams, so they must be waiting for me outside the door."

After escaping from the classroom, Wen Zining sent a message to Wen Qian and Geng Lin, saying that he was waiting for the bus at the school gate.

On the way home, Wen Zining seemed restless.

If Tang Junjie found out that he was not Wen Zining in a short period of time, would the others also find out?

Except for Wen Qian who came into contact with after rebirth, did the others find out and didn't say anything, or were they secretly arranging something?

If Wen's father and Wen's mother had discovered it before, is everything they ask for now just a temptation?

Sitting in the car, Wen Zining put his feet on the back seat and almost curled up into a ball.

Geng Lin was the first to notice something was wrong, and asked casually, "Master Wen, are you feeling unwell? It feels like something is wrong with you."

Wen Zining was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand, and said indiscriminately, "What's wrong, there's nothing wrong."

Wen Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had already noticed Wen Zining's abnormality. He turned his head and took out a temperature gun from his pocket.

I only heard a "beep", ℃, indicating that the body temperature is normal.

Everything happened so fast, Wen Zining felt like his blood was about to freeze.

"The body temperature is normal." Wen Qian took back the temperature measuring gun, "Master Wen, do you have any discomfort? Do you need me to call the family doctor to come and take a look?"

After a long time, Wen Zining felt that his numb tongue could move, "No need, I just have too long exams and need to rest."

As soon as he got home, Wen Zining hurried upstairs and locked the door from the inside.

He anxiously tore off a blank page from his notebook, trying to find the flaws in his exposure from the three days of contact.

The pen poked countless dense black dots on the paper, but Wen Zining couldn't figure out what was wrong with him at all.

If it is said that the first day of school is too arrogant, but the former Wen Zining also made a crazy move of bringing two bodyguards to the school.

Other than that, Wen Zining couldn't think of anything else that was wrong.

There was a knock on the door, and Wen Zining reflexively stuffed the blank paper into the drawer, and asked cautiously, "Who is it?"

A muffled voice came from outside the door, "Master Wen, it's me, Wen Qian."

Wen Zining buried his face in his hands, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, then walked to the door with his slippers on, opened the door, and blocked the door, "What's the matter with you?"

Wen Qian glanced at the expression on Wen Zining's face lightly, and could tell at a glance that he was just pretending to be calm, "Did something happen at school?"

"No."

Wen Zining turned his head away from Wen Qian, and stretched out his hand to close the door, but Wen Qian stepped in.

Wen Qian asked, "Did you get bullied at school?"

Wen Zining replied, "No."

Wen Qian: "So the exam questions are too difficult?"

Wen Zining looked at Wen Qian flatly: "Do you find it difficult?"

Wen Qian recalled today's paper, "It's not too difficult, after all, it's a test before the start of school, and some of the exams that are beyond the syllabus are also basic questions."

Wen Zining refused to admit defeat, "Then I don't find it difficult."

Wen Qian raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyes were like a sword trying to penetrate Wen Zining's heart forcefully.

Wen Zining lowered his head and refused to look at him again, childishly kicked Wen Qian's foot that had penetrated in, "Get out."

Wen Zining couldn't tell anyone about this matter, it was something that he could only digest by himself, and no one could help him bear it.

Wen Qian still refused to back down, "In two days, the entrance examination results will come down, and I guess I will be in the same class as you."

Wen Zining paused, then looked up at him, a dull expression appeared on his handsome and lovely face, "Even if you didn't go to school, you are still reading books and doing the questions seriously, it's only one semester, no matter what, you won't be so exaggerated right?"

Wen Zining can accept that he is stupid, but he cannot accept that Wen Qian is stupid.

After all, his current grades are not good, he can still blame this brain, thinking that it is because this brain is not very good.But if Wen Qian's grades are not good, it means that he himself is not good.

Wen Zining's shocked look rarely pleased Wen Qian, "It's not that problem. Lan Gegui's grades were already very close, and he missed two exams in the morning, which means he missed nearly half of his marks."

Why are you missing two exams in the morning?

Wen Zining finally realized belatedly, "It's my problem."

If he hadn't been sick that night, Wen Qian would have been able to go to the exam with Geng Lin.

Suddenly, Wen Zining had a flash of inspiration, and he smelled a hint of conspiracy, "If you want, you can go to the exam with Geng Lin directly. If you want to find a reason to sleep late, why are you dragging me?"

It's a lie to go to bed too late at night. When Wen Zining was the busiest in his previous life, he had almost no time to sleep a day, and he just squinted for a while.

Wen Zining frowned slowly, and pulled his body away, in order to guard against Wen Qian acting as a monster, his eyes kept examining him.

Wen Qian couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth slightly, and rubbed his head with his hand, "It's my fault."

He decided to go to the same class as Wen Zining last night, so naturally his grades would not be very good.

But if he deliberately got a low score, Mr. Wen and his wife might feel that he is not capable enough, and they might say "you should play with good grades" like ordinary parents, and say "you should play with good grades" and drive Wen Qian and his grandma out together. indefinite.

Every time he looks silly and easy to fool, but at the critical moment, he guesses what is in his heart like a blind cat catching a dead mouse.

Wen Zining took a step back and threatened: "If you try to fool me again, I will sue Grandma Ye."

Wen Qian nodded, and took another step forward in the direction of Wen Zining.

Wen Zining, who clearly seemed to have the upper hand and was on the defensive, gave up the city gate in an instant and retreated to the edge of the bed.

"Then Master Wen," Wen Qian entered the door gracefully, pacing to Wen Zining's room like the best butler in the Middle Ages, leaning slightly, "I can ask, what happened to you at school today?" whats the matter."

Wen Zining, who thought he had successfully changed the subject, turned pale in an instant.

【It's not Wen Zining's business, I was found out. 】

No one can say this.

Who else could he be if not Wen Zining?

Those favors, those cares, and everything now should belong to him, and have nothing to do with the former Wen Zining.

Wen Zining retreated step by step from the edge of the bed to the head of the bed. Just when Wen Qian thought that Wen Zining was about to let go, unexpectedly Wen Zining was forced to jump up, grabbed the pillow on the bed, and threw it on the intruder.

"roll!"

As soon as Wen Qian stood firm, Wen Zining drove people out step by step through the pillow in a disorderly manner, "This is my business, whether you come to ask, Aunt Zhang, or my parents, I There is only one answer."

"It's my own business!"

He was furious like a little beast that had lost everything, guarding his last chassis angrily and helplessly.

With a bang, the door was closed.

Wen Qian stood at the door with a pillow in his hand, recalling Wen Zining's red eyes soaked in tears when the door was closed last second.