"I only have one pen."

"..." Teacher Chen took out a pen from his shirt pocket, ran to him in three or two steps, and stuffed it into his hand, "Write it for me, if you can rely on full marks, I will give you this pen!"

Students: “…”

Teacher Chen’s pocket was just a pen, and it was said to be a pen of some origin.

He always put it in his top pocket like a treasure, and never reluctant to take it out.

Now he actually said he wanted to give the pen to Zhao Xiaojing?

What kind of virtue is Zhao Xiaojing?

This is the first time Zhao Yuanjing has used a fountain pen.

He found that this pen was better than a fountain pen.

Writing is more tactile.

The pen is also more textured.

"Then thank you Teacher Chen." Zhao Yuanjing thanked him and lowered his head to answer the questions seriously.

Judging from his tone, it seemed like a pen was already in his pocket.

Teacher Chen said that if he could get the full mark, he would give him the pen.

With his level of more than 20 points, how dare you say that you have a full mark?

He's really a big face.

The other students complained in their hearts.

Only the squad leader Han Yu and Zhou Chuchu did not.

Han Yu knew that he was not the real Zhao Xiaojing, and that 20-year-old math score was not obtained by him. Han Yu firmly believed that Zhao Xiaojing's twin brother was a top student.

As for Zhou Chuchu, she just simply believed in her friends.

Just like Teacher Su in the last class, Teacher Chen in this class always stood beside Zhao Yuanjing, staring at his test paper without moving.

It seems like I want to see the flowers from it.

The students sitting around them dare not speak out.

Teachers, you like to stare at Zhao Xiaojing in the exam so much. Can you bring him to the office and look at him alone?

You are standing here, and the rest of us are under a lot of pressure!

Teacher Chen ignored the eyes of other students.

He just wants to know now whether Zhao Xiaojing, a genius, has learned mathematics!

If not, he would ask him, isn’t mathematics worth it?!

However, as time goes by, Teacher Chen's mood goes from nervous to joy, and from joy to shock.

He watched Zhao Yuanjing finish the answer to the last big question, his expression a little dull.

Yes.

All right.

A similar textbook-like answering process.

Without a trace of hesitation, the entire paper was completed like flowing water.

It only took one-third of the time for the other students.

After Zhao Yuanjing finished writing the paper, he blew it habitually.

This is his habit of writing calligraphy, so that the ink can be dried earlier.

After blowing the paper, he handed the paper to Teacher Chen, covered the pen lid with his other hand, put it in his schoolbag, and nodded to Teacher Chen, and said thank you gently.

The whole process was so silky and taken for granted.

Teacher Chen was holding the paper, stunned.

This kid...

But he couldn't say anything.

They did everything right in their papers.

But why should he think he is right?

This kid...

Teacher Chen is in a very complicated mood.

All right.

He has to admit what Teacher Qian Juan said.

Their Class 3 and 4th Grade of Ninghai Middle School are indeed a buried genius.

As long as he studies hard, he can catch up in a very short time.

Teacher Chen was about to turn around and leave with a complicated mood, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Zhao Yuanjing pulling out a book and put it on the desk to read it.
Chapter completed!