Qiao Nan took a deep breath and then raised her hand.

"What's the matter?" The invigilator walked to Qiao Nan's side.

"Teacher, all the three pens I prepared were broken and I couldn't write them. Can I borrow one from me?"

"This..." The teacher was embarrassed: "I only have red pens around me. Who of you has any extra pens to borrow?"

Faced with the invigilator's question, the examination room was silent and silent. Everyone just wrote their own compositions silently. No one answered the teacher. Some people even put their extra pens in secret so as not to be asked by the teacher.

Sitting in the same exam room, but there are only a few places to win the prize. Everyone is a competitor, who is willing to lend the pen?

At least the students in this exam room are unwilling to do so.

"This..." The teacher was also embarrassed in this situation. He wanted to invigilate the exam and could not leave. Other students were unwilling to borrow, and he could not force a robbery for a strange student.

Qiao Nan took a deep breath and pursed her lips: "Teacher, it really doesn't work. Can you lend me your red pen?"

"No, the regulations set in this composition competition must be written with a blue and black pen, and the red pen cannot be done." The teacher said a pity that because there is no pen, he can't even participate in the competition, and this student is too unlucky.

Qiao Nan's eyes turned red. Even though she didn't want to participate in this competition at the beginning, she came and gave up because she lacked a pen. Qiao Nan was very unhappy and very unwilling to do so.

The most important thing is that she has prepared three pens, including new ones and common ones.

She obviously had a good time last night, but she couldn't use it today. If she said there was no problem, she wouldn't believe it even if she died. Someone must have touched her things!

"Teacher Zhou, what's going on?" At this time, several people stood outside the classroom door.

"Principal." Seeing one of the old men, Teacher Zhou hurriedly walked out and said: "That student's pen is broken, and the other students have no extra pens to lend. Isn't it impossible to take the exam."

"..." The old principal's lips pursed into a straight line: "Now children are really, although grades are important, but morality must be studied well."

"Use mine." After looking at Qiao Nan, who was anxious to sweat on his face, Zhai Sheng said calmly, and then took out a pen he had with him.

Today he came to school for his father, but he didn't expect to meet Qiao Nan.

What Zhai Sheng even more unexpected was that Qiao Nan, a child, was possessed by a god. He encountered Qiao Nan several times, and almost every time he encountered Qiao Nan, Qiao Nan was in trouble.

However, Zhai Sheng's eyes were filled with disagreement when he looked at the schools in the examination room.

"I'll thank you for that student." The invigilator breathed a sigh of relief. He really felt sorry for the little girl.

I saw that the teachers just now took good care of this student. They must be a good student and their compositions will not be bad.

"Need not."

"This is the pen you want, use it quickly, don't waste time." The invigilator handed Zhai Sheng's pen to Qiao Nan: "But this is a fountain pen, which uses ink. Be careful when writing, don't wipe the characters before the ink is dry."

"Thank you, teacher!" Qiao Nan's eyes lit up.

"Don't thank me, he borrowed your pen. After using it, remember to return it to him." The invigilator pointed to Zhai Sheng at the door and said, "This fountain pen is quite heavy and has texture, so it is probably not a cheap product."

"Brother Zhai?" Seeing Zhai Sheng, Qiao Nan blinked: "Teacher, I understand."

"Okay, then hurry up, others have written a lot."

"Yes." After Qiao Nan responded, she was already more than ten minutes late.

Fortunately, she had a thought in her mind about this composition, otherwise she would not be able to continue writing this composition after doing this.

Qiao Nan actually likes to write with a pen. In addition, this pen is very good, and the ink on the tip of the pen is very smooth. The slightly heavy feel makes Qiao Nan write "swish" and his hand speed is even much faster than using a round pen.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Nan had almost caught up with the progress of other classmates' compositions.

Because of borrowing a pen, the invigilator was particularly concerned about Qiao Nan, so he stood beside Qiao Nan and watched for a while.

Seeing Qiao Nan write so much in such a short time, and when the invigilator saw what Qiao Nan wrote, his eyes lit up. With the unique pen tip of the pen, a beautiful and beautiful writing really made people's eyes lit up.

Before the ringtone rang, Qiao Nan had already finished writing the composition in advance.

When I left the exam room, some students who had not finished writing cried, making a fuss like something.

Qiao Nan left the exam room with a relaxed look on his face, trying to find Zhai Sheng, and then returned the pen to him.

Before Qiao Nan could take a few steps, Teacher Li caught up: "Qiao Nan, how do you think the composition is written this time?"

"It's similar to usual."

"That's good." Teacher Li breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Qiao Nan performed normally, not to mention the first place, there should be a third place.

"Qiao Nan, why are you here?" A voice sounded behind Qiao Nan.

"I'll participate in the provincial capital composition competition." Qiao Nan turned around to look at Qiao Zijin.

"You, you also participate in the provincial capital composition competition?" Qiao Zijin stuttered and was a little scared. Why didn't she hear anything?

"So it's Qiao Zijin. You're here to participate in the competition?" Teacher Li looked at Qiao Zijin in surprise. Teacher Li knew how good Qiao Zijin is. When will Qiao Zijin be able to participate in the competition? Are you afraid of wasting the quota at the affiliated high school?

There are extra points for winning the junior high school composition competition, and of course there are also high school.

That's why the high school quota is more popular than that in junior high school.

Qiao Zijin and Teacher Li's words collided directly, and Qiao Nan smiled: "I heard from my parents about you coming to participate in the competition, but I didn't expect that we would take the exam in the same school."

"Ha, hehe." Qiao Zijin smiled reluctantly: "It's really fate, Nan Nan, how are you writing?"

"It's okay." Looking at Qiao Zijin's face getting more and more, Qiao Nan raised her eyebrows. Qiao Zijin didn't write this composition competition well, otherwise her face would be so green?

"Okay, it's getting late, it's time for us to go back." He patted Qiao Nan's shoulder, and Teacher Li didn't say too much to Qiao Zijin.

Qiao Nan followed Teacher Li, nodded to Qiao Zijin and left directly.

As soon as Qiao Nan left, Qiao Zijin's face immediately pulled down, and it was gloomy, and then hurried to find his classmates: "I heard that the junior high school essay competition in this provincial capital, and the junior high school essay competition also came. Do you know what the composition topic in this junior high school competition is?"

"It seems to be like ours." The classmate answered with a certainty: "The teacher who said the test questions was lazy enough. The junior high school and high school students had the same test questions as the junior high school students, and he didn't want to think about any more."

"Qiao Zijin, have you finished writing the composition? You are really lucky this time." Qiao Zijin's Chinese teacher walked over with a happy look on his face: "The essay you showed me last time is just right, so you don't have to think about it. Have you written that composition on?"

Speaking of the student Qiao Zijin, the Chinese teacher was also surprised.

I usually perform mediocrely, but I didn’t expect that I would have a little bit of aura when writing essays.

Otherwise, with Qiao Zijin's score, Qiao Zijin would not be allowed to participate in the composition competition.

"I've written it up." Qiao Zijin said dryly, not happy at all.

God knows that when Qiao Zijin saw the composition topic, he was so happy that he almost wanted to scream. God is really helping me!

She didn't expect that her luck would be so good this time. Not only did she be attracted by the Chinese teacher with this essay from Qiao Nan, she also got the opportunity to participate in the essay competition. What she didn't expect was that the essay she got from Qiao Nan was just in the same exam question.

She can use an essay from beginning to end!

But after seeing Qiao Nan's appearance, Qiao Zijin's good mood no longer existed.

Qiao Nan is here, and he must have been here to participate in the composition competition. The composition questions for junior and senior high school competitions are exactly the same. Couldn’t Qiao Nan write that composition too?

Impossible, probably not.

This article is written by Qiao Nan usually, so Qiao Nan probably can't recite it. Will he write another article?

The more Qiao Zijin thought about it, the more guilty he felt. Her mind hurt. She prayed silently in her heart that her compositions with Qiao Nan should not be thrilled.

Isn’t Qiao Nan good at writing essays? You can completely rewrite one. There is no need to copy an old one, right? Qiao Nan isn’t that lazy, right?

After participating in the composition competition, Qiao Zijin was finally able to go home, but along the way, Qiao Zijin's heart was never quiet and it was very noisy.

"Zi Jin, I'm back. How did I do this competition? Do you have confidence?" Qiao Zijin returned home and of course received a warm welcome from Ding Jiayi.

"Mom, where is Nannan?"

"She is reading in the room."

"Mom, I'll go find Nan Nan in advance and wait a while before telling you." After hearing that Qiao Nan was back, Qiao Zijin threw her schoolbag to Ding Jiayi, she went to Qiao Nan's room: "Nan Nan, I have something to say to you."

"Tell me." Qiao Nan threw all three pens that he couldn't use in the exam room today into the trash can.

After coming back, Qiao Nan carefully checked and found that his pen had been broken.

Anyone who has used a Yuanzi pen knows that if the Yuanzi pen falls hard on the ground, it will easily break the ink and cannot write the characters. Her three pens will be broken by someone.

Her schoolbag has been kept in the car, and the person who does this is definitely not from other schools, and the teacher will not do such things. Could it be one of the four other people who participated in the competition with her today?

At a young age, this kind of mind is too bad.

"Nan Nan, what is your composition topic today?" If the information that the student has is wrong, then she will have no worries.

"Teacher Li told me that the composition questions for our junior high school and your high school are the same." Qiao Nan answered accordingly.

It's really the same...
Chapter completed!