City A's circle was only that big.
Tang Mohan and the girl, why did they leave No. 1 High School and transfer to No. 3 High School?
Principal Li found out about it later.
He had learned a lesson anyway. Since these two Buddhas had arrived at No. 3 High School, he had to keep them there.
Three libraries? They had taken advantage of such a big investment.
Therefore, this time, they had to handle the matter carefully. It was a show of respect for Su Xia, and that was what teachers should do.
*
The second internal exam.
Xia Ling and Tang Mohan's seats were deliberately separated in the two exam halls.
The meaning of this was not explicitly stated, but it was not excessive either.
"Do you believe me? This time, I will surpass you!" The girl propped up her face and looked at Tang Mohan, who was packing up the papers and pens.
The handsome boy was wearing a white t-shirt. His fingers were long and slender, and his joints were clean.
He was about to get up when he heard the girl's provocation.
Tang Mohan glanced at her.
The girl sat there on the table, still propping up her face to look at him.
She raised her face slightly, her peach blossom eyes curved up, and the smile on her lips was sweet and clear. Just looking at it made people happy.
Tang Mohan glanced at her, imprinting the girl's sweet and clear appearance into his heart.
His eyes narrowed, and his thin lips curled up with a smile.
"Then I'll wait."
She could come with confidence and boldness, but he would also do his best to defend his position.
Xia Ling only got up when Tang Mohan stood up. She packed up her paper and pen, and went into the exam hall.
Monkey and the others were in the same exam hall as Xia Ling. Originally, they had already prepared to lose their entire line of defense, but when they saw Xia Ling...
It was as if they had seen their savior.
"Don't look at me. Don't call me during the exam. I'm busy, so I hope for the best."
Xia Ling sat down and a group of people surrounded her.
"Alright." The people from class three looked at each other.
Finally, one of them had the courage to say something that monkey did not dare to say.
"Boss, we just want to ask you if you want to copy the answers we got from the first place in the next class. Last time, you copied boss Tang's and got second place in the entire school. If you suddenly do badly this time, won't it be very embarrassing?"
Xia Ling: ".Get lost."
Until the time of the exam, Xia Ling still had more than one ball of paper rolling over under her feet.
She sat there unmoving.
When it was almost time to hand in the paper, she was a little curious, so she bent down and picked one up.
First, multiple choice questions...
ABCCD...
Of the five, three were different from her, and Xia Ling was very sure that she had made the correct answer.
Fill-in-the-blanks questions, reading comprehension questions, classical Chinese questions.
Just that sentence that translated classical Chinese and explained nonsense made Xia Ling doubt life.
But that was not the scariest part. The scariest part was that the note looked like it had been tortured.
From the hands of the underachievers to Xia Ling, the note had been ravaged until it was soft.
Obviously, it had passed through the hands of many people.
...
Did these people not think before copying the answers?
Xia Ling roughly skimmed through the paper.
Such a lousy answer, if copied on the paper, it would probably not even reach 70 points!
*
The exam ended.
Xia Ling returned to the classroom early.
She waited in the classroom for a while, then looked up.
At the classroom door, Tang Mohan was wearing a white t-shirt. His handsome face had an indifferent look in his eyes as he walked in from outside.
"Come." Seeing that he was sitting in his seat, Xia Ling beckoned him with her finger.