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Chapter 151 Monitor, your hands are so small

On Saturday, the school was quiet, and the basketball court outside the window was cordoned off.
The senior year group has really put a lot of thought into this joint entrance examination. According to the probability, about one-third of each class in the senior year is distributed in Building B.
The examination room was bustling with people.
To be precise, this is Li Qingrong's examination room.
The classroom was empty, with only thirty people in total. Since it was a science examination room, the number of girls in the classroom could be counted on two hands, and the one who attracted the most attention was naturally Li Qingrong.
The girl's sitting posture is very upright, but she does not look rigid. Her thick high ponytail looks elegant. What is really attractive is her white neck and soft jawline.
Under the autumn sunshine, the earlobes are honey-colored, like translucent pink amber. The whole person looks cool, and no one dares to disturb him.
Several boys pretended to look out the window and glanced at the girl by the window. They thought to themselves that it would be nice if they could sit closer to her.
Maybe the story can follow the old-fashioned plot of picking up an eraser and borrowing a pencil, and then add QQ to show the humorous Asasi side of myself.
In Japanese comics, there are drawings like this, Takagi, Mai-senpai, or Tamako, Naruhina Ino, Hyouka, Autumn Sky, The Change of Land, Tang San Xiaowu and so on.
It seems like there are a lot of complex ingredients mixed in, but it doesn't matter.
Pure love is invincible, all it takes is an opportunity to pick up a pen.
Hmm. Is it possible that one of her pens rolled halfway across the classroom and landed at her feet? What kind of drama is this? Will the other party use dialect when confessing?
Hiss~ Do you want to pretend that you don’t understand Hakka? It’s easy to send it, it’s hard to choose!
The cold classmate confessed in unintelligible dialect.
What should the child be called in the future?
There is still some time before the exam starts, and occasionally people can be seen visiting the exam room.
Yu Tongjie was no exception. He was also assigned to take the exam on the third floor of Building B. After putting down his exam stationery, he rushed to the exam room where Li Qingrong was located as soon as possible.
As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that the atmosphere was not right. Several boys in the classroom had wandering eyes. They seemed to be looking at Li Qingrong by the window intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn't help but sneer.
Do you know me? Just look at it blindly. What can you see?
Yu Tongjie did not speak directly to Li Qingrong and did not know what to say.
He has a better way to deal with this.
A few minutes later, Yu Tongjie walked up to an acquaintance in an examination room and chatted loudly with him, using some advanced vocabulary from time to time.
"The Apple Watch is just like that. xxx said he would give it to me, but I didn't want it."
"Damn, that costs a lot of money, right?"
"Hey, it's not a matter of money." Yu Tongjie waved his hand and glanced at Li Qingrong from the corner of his eye, "The main thing is that I can't accept it. Besides, it's useless for me to ask for it."
"Hiss~" The friend also cooperated and took a breath of cold air, "By the way, Brother Yu, I heard that"
Many people in the examination room were attracted by Yu Tongjie's voice, either surprised or disdainful.
Yu Tongjie talked eloquently, made exaggerated movements, and burst into laughter from time to time. The whole situation was as if the lifeblood of the political and business circles in Zhennan County was in his hands.
In his own eyes, he is like the calm and restrained second generation of high-ranking officials.
After a while, a figure flashed in from outside the classroom door.
Jiang Nian walked in and took a look, then sat directly next to Li Qingrong. Many eyes in the examination room also followed him, looking slightly surprised.
No, who is this person?
"Monitor, aren't you going to review?"
Li Qingrong glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and looked down at the table.
"I finished my morning reading review."
"Oh, then let me test you." Jiang Nian put one hand on the table and asked the question while looking at the face, "What is the ancient poem about returning to the garden and being in the middle of the field, indicating the planting of various trees?"
Halfway through Yu Tongjie's words, he heard a familiar voice. Turning his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone else beside Li Qingrong, and couldn't help but feel angry.
Where did the yellow hair come from?
Take a closer look and see why Jiang Nian is here too!
He couldn't help but hold his breath and listened carefully to the chat between Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong. On the one hand, he was curious, and on the other hand, he also wanted to know what topics Li Qingrong was interested in.
But after hearing this, the answer I got was.
"Monitor, don't you like drinking water?"
"Monitor, your hair looks so beautifully tied. How many hair ties do you have at home?"
"Monitor, your hands are so small, why are they so whiter than mine?"
In an instant, Yu Tongjie's vision went dark and he almost couldn't stand still.
What a greasy-headed man!
Li Qingrong glanced at him and ignored some questions. For example, why his hands were so white, but he answered some questions without rejecting them.
Jiang Nian chatted for a while and left with satisfaction, leaving behind the sound of heartbreak everywhere.
Half of the boys in the examination room watched Huang Mao leave, inevitably feeling depressed for a moment. No. Do all good-looking girls like that?
Apart from having an okay face, that man's speech was greasy and uninteresting! But why, could the Japanese Asashi be no match for the local yellow hair after all?
Yu Tongjie left the examination room in a daze, until he relied on instinct to return to his own examination room. The moment he sat down, he came back to his senses and realized that he should hurry up.
Score 600 points early and ask Lao Liu to change teams.
Just as I was thinking about it, two invigilators came in carrying two sealed document bags.
Chinese language test papers are handed out.
The moment Jiang Nian got the test paper, his first impression was that the paper was of good quality. The aroma of ink wafted out, and he felt a little addictive after taking a sip.
He then turned to the last page, and first took a look at the title of the essay, "Composition on Classical Materials. Reading Qu Yuan. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."
Please combine the material, contact the context, blah blah.
The eight-part essay for the College Entrance Examination has a formula at one glance.
The moment he saw the question, Jiang Nian already had several directions for solving the question in his mind. But he didn't think about it in detail. He just made an impression first and then reviewed the question later.
He continued to write ancient poems and articles silently, and after he finished writing, he took a look at the reading comprehension. He was sure that there was a story to read, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
I silently set a goal in my mind. As long as I finish the previous questions, I can take a break by reading a story in the examination room.
I hope it's not a bad story, bless you.
Jiang Nian's handwriting is average, and he is neither good-looking nor ugly. Therefore, he has no advantage on the paper and cannot get the sympathy points mentioned by Lao Liu.
But it doesn't matter, Zhennan people don't need sympathy.
The one hundred and fifty-minute Chinese language test is over.
After school, Jiang Nian was busy grabbing food in the cafeteria and ran away as soon as he handed in the papers. He didn't wait for Li Qingrong to leave the examination room together, let alone find anyone to discuss the answers to the papers.
What is there to discuss about Chinese language? Is it a feast for literary giants?
Because I have a math test in the afternoon.
One of the subjects that Jiang Nian is least good at is also a nightmare that he has been trying to defeat for a month. Of course, defeating it is impossible, he just wants a few more points.
To this end, he devoted 120% of his energy.
After eating in the cafeteria, I hurried back to review and was picking up books in the corridor.
When I turned around and saw the bottom of the stairs, it seemed that someone's book basket had been stepped on and exploded. It wasn't the incomplete kind, but the book basket had completely turned into pieces.
Books were scattered all over the floor and slid down the stairs.
Jiang Nian was stunned and walked a few steps down, intending to pack up this man's books and pile them in their original place. After all, they were all senior high school buddies, and they were comparing themselves to each other.
I looked down and saw the name Yu Tongjie on the exercise book.
In an instant, Jiang Nian didn't want to pick it up with his hands. He kicked it with his feet, kicked the books into a circle, and then left, thinking that it was bad luck.
"Damn, I'm too kind, my Anta is dirty."
At noon, there were only two boys left in the classroom during lunch break.
Since the exam is only held at three o'clock in the afternoon, the lunch break usually ends at two o'clock. If you insist on self-study for this half period, you may only be able to study for about fifteen minutes before the students go to the examination room.
Therefore, the senior high school senior group decided to cancel the self-study before the afternoon exam. The students' rest time was extended from 10:30 to 3:00.
There is no need to say too much for general school students, they can sleep a little longer at home.
The same goes for the students who live on campus. They have never fought such a wealthy battle in their lives. They all choose to take a lunch break in the dormitory, get enough sleep and then get up to study mathematics.
In the classroom, Jiang Nian was not familiar with Luo Zhongping, but he roughly knew that he was Lin Dong's new roommate.
"Why don't you sleep in the dormitory?"
Hearing this, Luo Zhongping raised his head from the pile of test papers and confirmed that Jiang Nian was talking to him.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled honestly.
"I'm used to taking lunch breaks in the classroom all the time. I can't sleep when I go back to the dormitory."
"Oh, that's it." Jiang Nian didn't pay much attention and returned to his seat to continue reading and reviewing questions.
Half an hour later, there were still only two of them in the classroom.
Jiang Nian's nap time was at half past one, and it was only half past twelve now. The classroom was quiet, with the occasional sound of turning books, until Luo Zhongping's voice sounded.
"that."
Jiang Nian didn't react at first and was immersed in the sea of ​​questions. The classroom was silent for a few seconds before he realized that someone seemed to have called him just now.
So, he turned back and looked at Luo Zhongping in the corner of the back door of the classroom.
"What's wrong?"
Luo Zhongping was tall, thin and dark, sitting in his seat. His voice sounded a little nervous, and he asked him across the empty class.
"Are you and Chen Yunyun together?"
"Huh??" Jiang Nian looked like an old man on the subway. What kind of nonsense is this? Have I lost my memory? "No, why do you suddenly ask like this?"
In Jiang Nian's eyes, Luo Zhongping was in the classroom every lunch break. He had always been taciturn and seemed a bit honest and dull. He didn't expect that he would suddenly ask this.
Hearing this, Luo Zhongping became visibly embarrassed.
"that is."
In fact, just making up a random reason would be enough, but Luo Zhongping got stuck. He didn't say anything for a long time, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Nian didn't ask any more questions and just turned around.
Although it's not a good idea to say this, I don't want to explain so much. He is currently busy preparing for the math exam and can't hold anything else in his mind, let alone girls.
Women will cheat on you, but math won't.
After a while, Luo Zhongping's voice sounded again.
"Well, Brother Nian, do me a favor and pretend that I didn't ask anything just now."
Jiang Nian didn't turn around, but raised his hand to make an OK gesture.
He lay down at half past one, woke up at around two o'clock, packed up his things and went straight to the examination room.
Chapter completed!
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