MTL - Wulin No.1 Middle School-Chapter 18

During the exam in the afternoon, Wu Xiaoyu said that he should not be fooled by the people of the Devil's Cult.

Thinking of what the teacher explained, the questions that you can’t do are left blank, and hurry up to do the next question.

He started to do the questions seriously, the first question, no, look down. The second question, no, then look down.

In just one minute, he read all ten multiple-choice questions, none of which he could do. So he began to get the answer, and he wrote ABCD on the eraser in the same way, and left the result to fate.

Seeing this, the members of the Devil's Cult next to him were so angry that their teeth were itching. The well-known and decent people really had a wrong mind, so they came undercover to their examination room, secretly learned the fortune-telling skills of the right protector, and used it on themselves!

As soon as Wu Xiaoyu threw out the eraser, the person next to him coughed violently. He turned his head to look, and didn't notice that someone on the other side knocked his eraser over with a ball of paper, which was different from the result shown just now.

Seeing that the coughing person was fine, Wu Xiaoyu turned his head and began to fill in the answers according to the answers on the eraser.

The coughing person and the opposite person smiled triumphantly, and continued to use this method. This spy must not be allowed to get the correct answer!

It wasn't until the invigilator was about to send the coughing person to the hospital to be checked for pneumonia that the two stopped their petty movements.

Wu Xiaoyu wrote down all the answers he could write, and left the rest to God's will. Then he sat upright in his seat, quietly waiting for the fateful ringtone.

However, the time was very long, and he began to observe other people in the examination room.

The girls in the second row and third row have long hair, but it seems that the hair is very forked. The girl is still tearing her fork since the exam.

The boys in the third row and the second row are picking their nails, taking the opportunity to read the small note hidden in the palm.

The right protector by the window in the first row is still doing divination. It should be that he has finished the multiple-choice questions and is looking at the scenery outside the window. He is looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle to observe the sky.

Sun Yicheng, who was sitting behind the right protector, was stealthily taking out a cheat sheet from his sock, copying the answers while covering his nose. After copying, while the invigilators were not paying attention, they threw it on Yu Tingfeng's desk from a long distance.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xiaoyu heard Yu Tingfeng utter a few words in a low voice, and silently covered his nose.

That's the end of the first day of exams.

The next morning's test was English, a subject that frightened all the members of the Righteous Path Alliance and the Devil's Cult.

Xue Canming held the pen nervously, glanced at the broadcast from time to time, and waited intently for the next listening session——

"Listen to the following 5 dialogues. After each dialogue, there is a small question. Choose the best option from the three options A, B, and C given in the question.

Question1: *%￥#@..."

Xue Canming scratched his head frantically, what was he talking about? Is it harder than his master's recitation? !

When it comes to chanting sutras, Xue Canming glanced at Master Mingdeng in front of him, and saw Zhao Mingdeng standing on one side, not disturbed by the sound of the broadcast outside at all, just chanting sutras wholeheartedly, which is called peace of mind.

What is the demeanor of a master! This is!

Xue Canming put down his pen, imitating Master Mingdeng to meditate, but with a glance, he noticed that Yu Xiaohui on the right was writing vigorously, and his serious and focused appearance was particularly stressful.

No, Master Yu is so serious, he can't relax, pick up the pen again, still only hear *%￥#@...

Xue Canming: "..."

Give it up, or just give it up?

In the end, he quietly glanced at Song Zhaolan who was sitting in the first seat, and pinned all his hopes on the leader.

I saw Song Zhaolan lowered his head and closed his eyes...huh? sleeping? !

Well, since the leader is sleeping, he should sleep too! Just when he put down his pen and found a comfortable position to go to sleep, he saw Song Zhaolan suddenly opened his eyes, quickly chose an answer, and then closed his eyes to listen.

Xue Canming: "..."

Is this a bluff by Xueba? !

After finishing the English test with difficulty, Xue Canming felt exhausted and asked Yu Xiaohui: "You happen to be serious, do you know everything?"

Yu Xiaohui had a serious face: "No, I have developed a new set of boxing techniques, and I drew them by the way, do you want to take a look?"

Xue Canming watched her take out the draft paper, dumbfounded: "This, is this the move you drew?"

"Well, what do you think?"

Xue Canming looked at the string of stick figures above, and hid behind Song Zhaolan: "Leader, please give her a review."

"It's very charming, but it's almost meaningless." Song Zhaolan read it carefully, and added a small braid on the head of the first stickman with a pen, "You can see that it's the work of your Yushan school."

"Indeed! It can be seen immediately that this school's Kungfu is passed on to women and not to men." Yu Xiaohui was overjoyed, and carefully put it away, "After a while, I plan to recruit some female disciples here to see if I can carry forward this school. First Recruit a few people with smart heads and good bones, expand the team little by little, make it bigger and stronger, and strive to complete the first step of planning in three years, and expand to the entire urban area in five years."

Xue Canming: "..." What an ambitious girl!

The two-day exam passed quickly, and the self-study teachers all went to mark the papers that night, and the students studied quietly in the classroom...It is impossible to be quiet.

People in class A couldn't help but want to answer the answer, and there was a wailing when they faced it, but Xue Canming overheard their answer, and he didn't want to be a human anymore, and covered his ears to shield his surroundings.

He looked back helplessly, and seeing Zhao Mingdeng muttering something, as if he was joining a discussion with his deskmate, he sneaked over to listen curiously.

"People are not as good as I want, because I am immeasurable; I am not as good as people, because I have no virtue..."

Xue Canming: Actually, you are also eavesdropping on their answers, right? You're nervous, aren't you?

"Hey, where is the leader?" Xue Canming looked back and found that Song Zhaolan was no longer in his seat. "Where did he go?"

Zhao Mingdeng: "He just received a note, someone is looking for him."

Xue Canming: "Who is it?"

The deskmate pointed at the paper: "Ah, you should choose B for this question!"

Zhao Mingdeng immediately closed his eyes and chanted: "Face it with a smile, don't complain. Leisurely, follow your heart, follow your heart, follow your fate..."

Xue Canming: "..."

The exam was so scary that it drove everyone crazy! !

At this time, Song Zhaolan was already on his way to the grove.

He unfolded the note in his hand, and there was a line written on it——

Song Zhaolan, see you at Xiaoshulin in the evening self-study, if you are a man, you come alone.

I don't know who stuffed it into his desk when he was not in the classroom, judging from the handwriting, it wasn't Yu Tingfeng. But in terms of the urgent motive of committing the crime, it can only be Yu Tingfeng.

So the truth can only be that Yu Tingfeng wanted to provoke him, and asked someone to write a small note for him, and then sent his subordinates to sneak into their class to stuff the note.

When walking to the playground, one hundred meters ahead is the entrance of the grove. In order to avoid an oolong like the last time and being unable to find anyone, Song Zhaolan waited at the spot and called Yu Tingfeng.

As soon as Yu Tingfeng looked at the caller ID, he drove away the subordinates around him, and then answered the phone: "What's the matter?"

"I'm on the playground, come here quickly."

After finishing speaking, he hung up, Yu Tingfeng was puzzled, and then felt that this kid was really getting bolder, did you come and go when you call me, sir? !

And in the grove, another group of people is ambushing.

With a "snap", someone slapped his face: "Tsk, there are so many mosquitoes, can Song Zhaolan come?"

"If you don't come, you're not a man, but as long as he's a man, he will definitely come when he sees the note!" Class E Banba gritted his teeth, "Are you guys ready?"

"Don't worry, take them with you."

Ban Ba ​​nodded in satisfaction. He suffered a great humiliation in the toilet yesterday, and tonight he specially summoned some more brothers, and prepared a guy who would make Song Zhaolan from Class A kneel down and beg for mercy.

At this time, the person standing in front said, "Shhh, I heard a voice."

Everyone clenched the guy in their hands, and the person in front said again: "It doesn't seem to belong to him, it sounds very irritable."

Yu Tingfeng said angrily: "What did you call me here for?!"

Song Zhaolan said: "Let's talk in another place, go to the grove."

"Do you want to challenge me again?" Yu Ting followed him into the woods in a panic, "Is it?"

"No, I just want to tell you that you spelled my name wrong." Song Zhaolan said, "It's not the trick by the handle, but the photo of Rizhao."

Hearing the sound, Ban Ba ​​turned his head and pinched the people around him, and said in a low voice: "You are still a high school student, so you can't write such simple words?"

The people around you are too angry to speak out, it's obvious that you changed your name by yourself.

While talking, the two walked to the entrance of the grove, Yu Tingfeng was puzzled: "Beside the handle?"

"Um."

"Beside the handle?" Yu Tingfeng became more and more confused, but his left hand was lifted up by the other party.

Song Zhaolan wrote a few strokes on the palm of his hand: "Do you remember this photo?"

Yu Tingfeng froze in place, curled his fingers indiscernibly, stared at his hands for a while, then raised his eyes, looked at his eyebrows and eyes through the faint light: "Do you think I'm stupid?" ? Can I not recognize this word?"

"Oh." Song Zhaolan let go of his hand, "That means your subordinates can't write, so go back and teach them well."

"You'd better manage your own people, come to our examination room to be an undercover agent, hmph, that's all there is to a decent family." Yu Tingfeng snorted twice, with his hands behind his back, he always felt a little hot in his palms.

Could it be a trick? What a vicious and decent family.

"Come on, you called me out, what's the matter?" Song Zhaolan asked.

When Banba heard this, he immediately raised the wooden stick in his hand and was about to rush out, but someone replied, "When did I call you out?"

Banba paused, swung his stick again, and heard Song Zhaolan say, "Which idiot could call me out besides you?"

Ban Ba ​​thought: If I go out at this time, does it mean that I am a fool?

At the moment of hesitation, Ban Ba ​​missed the best opportunity for a sneak attack, because Yu Tingfeng moved away and completely blocked Song Zhaolan.

"Who are you calling a fool?" Yu Tingfeng reached out to block his way, "Obviously you asked me to come out, you fool."

Song Zhaolan: "You asked me to come out, that's why I asked you to come out."

Yu Tingfeng: "Obviously you told me to come out, so I came out!"

Song Zhaolan: "No, you told me to come out, that's why I came out, and then I asked you to come out."

Ban Ba: Have you finished talking about the tongue twisters?

Suddenly, Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng looked at this side at the same time, and said in unison: "Who is it?"

Banba turned his head to look at the people around him, who slapped his face again, and said in mourning, "There are too many mosquitoes, I can't help it..."

Now that it has been exposed, there is no possibility of a sneak attack, so Ban Ba ​​had no choice but to wave his stick: "Everyone, go."

After a while, the two were stopped by a group of people, and Song Zhaolan asked, "You guys called me out?"

"It's me. Didn't I let you come alone? Are you still a man?" Ban Ba ​​asked arrogantly.

Hearing this, Yu Tingfeng looked at Song Zhaolan curiously, then moved his eyes down, and thought of something, and said, "Why isn't he a man, he took it out bigger than yours."

Song Zhaolan: "."

"Boss, is it true?" The followers sighed.

Banba: "..."

The author has something to say:

Ban Ba: Come on, some people are bullying others, so no one will take care of them? !

Zhang Wei: I advise you to get used to it early