"What's it to do with you?" Ye Chen still remembered the grudge from the eye-rolling incident earlier, and his tone was unfriendly.
For the sake of cheating, she endured!
Han Xiaoye took a deep breath and put on a fake smile, trying to please, "Um... Ye Chen, we have known each other for a while. Can you put your paper closer to my side later?"
"You want to plagiarize?" Ye Chen took the paper.
"Mr. Lu Xun once said, how can we call it stealing when it comes to things related to scholars? Saying 'plagiarize' sounds so harsh. At most, it's an academic exchange, or to put it accurately, it's borrowing." Han Xiaoye flattered excessively.
Ye Chen curled his lips, his naturally crescent-shaped eyes with a smile, and then, to Han Xiaoye's expectant gaze, he casually summarized, "So, you still want to plagiarize, right?"
Heh! Heh!
"Yes!" Han Xiaoye gritted her teeth! She did want to plagiarize, so what? The top student truly didn't understand the pain of a struggling student.
The English teacher had noticed their side long ago, walking over in ten-inch high heels and clearing her throat. Han Xiaoye quickly threw a look at Ye Chen, a pleading look of "I'm counting on you," then turned her head and pretended to be a studious student, focusing on answering the questions.
Perhaps due to a clash with the ABCD gang by nature, her English had always been poor. At this moment, as she opened the paper, she became dizzy with the multitude of tenses. After filling in what she could and guessing what she could, she cautiously lifted her head and glanced at the English teacher at the podium. When she realized the teacher wasn't looking their way, she quickly glanced sideways...
The moment she glanced, it made her want to flip the table due to anger!
Ye Chen actually covered his paper with a Chinese textbook!
"Hey, hey... the paper..."
"Hey, Ye Chen, the paper..."
During the exam, the classroom was quiet. Although her voice was low, it still caught the attention of the surrounding students, who looked in her direction one after another.
"Cough!" The English teacher coughed as a warning from above.
Han Xiaoye quickly lowered her head, pretending to be innocent. She looked at her paper, not recognizing most of the words, and after waiting for about ten minutes, she discreetly glanced at the English teacher again, only to find her playing with her phone.
It was a great opportunity!
Han Xiaoye kicked Ye Chen's chair, and this time, Ye Chen noticed her. Han Xiaoye quickly gave him a meaningful look, while continuously mouthing the words "the paper."
Ye Chen frowned at her, then suddenly raised his hand. "Teacher."
The English teacher smiled when she saw it was him, her face full of wrinkles. "Ah, it's Ye Chen. What's the matter?"
"Han Xiaoye says she wants to go to the bathroom." Ye Chen calmly continued, looking at the incredulous gaze of the girl, "Just now, Han Xiaoye kicked my chair. I guess she's desperate to use the bathroom but didn't want to tell the teacher directly, so..."
F*ck! This motherf*cker!
The English teacher didn't doubt him. "Oh, I see. Han Xiaoye, you may go, but don't make it a habit."
Han Xiaoye's face twisted, she clenched her fists, barely holding back the urge to beat the despicable person next to her. She squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying. "Thank you, teacher."
"Go quickly and come back soon." The English teacher waved her hand.
...
When she came back, she had already planned a hundred ways to torment Ye Chen in the restroom. But as the end of class approached, she couldn't help but glance sideways. She still had more than half of her English paper left blank. If Ye Chen didn't let her copy, she would end up with a disastrous result. Before, she didn't care, but now it was different. If Fu Zhiyan found out she got a terrible score, the consequences... Han Xiaoye shivered.
Just as she was getting anxious, a small paper ball flew quietly and landed between her and Ye Chen. Han Xiaoye knew it was Su Rui coming to her rescue, and she was excited to pick it up. But just as she bent down, a pair of long legs faster than hers stepped on the lifesaving paper.
Then, she saw the innocent-looking beautiful boy raise his hand again. "Teacher."
Could it be that he's going to tattle?
Han Xiaoye swallowed her saliva nervously, her heart pounding rapidly.
"Han Xiaoye says she wants to go to the bathroom again."
F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! This b*tch!
Not only the English teacher but also the other students in the class looked over. The English teacher, annoyed, put down her phone and said, "Han Xiaoye, didn't you just go to the bathroom?"
Han Xiaoye looked at the paper note being stepped on by Ye Chen, feeling the pain of being caught cheating. She endured and endured, clenched her teeth, and twitched her facial muscles. "Hehe, teacher, I have a bit of diarrhea today."
Although the English teacher was extremely displeased, she waved her hand and let her go...
Han Xiaoye hurriedly came back from "using the bathroom" and was about to quickly fill in some answers in the last three minutes when she suddenly realized that her exam paper was missing from the desk. She frantically searched and asked, "Where's my paper? Strange, where did my paper go?"
The English teacher, who was correcting the papers of those who handed them in first, suddenly looked up. "Han Xiaoye, why are you looking for the paper?"
"Teacher, I went to the bathroom, and the paper suddenly disappeared." Han Xiaoye stopped searching.
The English teacher smiled. "It's in my hands. Ye Chen handed in the paper for you when he was handing in his. He said that you were afraid of having diarrhea until the end of the class and didn't come back, so you asked him to hand in the paper for you. Don't you remember?"
Ye Chen...
Han Xiaoye stiffly turned her head and her teeth gritted, making a grinding sound. "Hehe!"
Her gaze was filled with killing intent as she looked at Ye Chen. Their grudge had escalated!
...
On the other side, Quan Ronglian, sitting in the backstage of a TV talk show, casually picked up his phone and opened Weibo. A new comment notification caught his attention.
The comment arrogantly proclaimed its existence with the words "Impotent" at the end. Quan Ronglian raised an eyebrow, and clicked on the profile of a user called "A Slightly Yellow Orange." He found that the profile only had three Weibo posts, two of which were reposts for a lottery. Only one Weibo post was made two years ago, asking if the world was only divided into the strong and the weak, and if no one cared about true and false.
Puff...
Quan Ronglian sneered and copied the comment that was left for him, made a few changes, and posted his response.
"Mr. Quan, the show is starting."
He casually tossed his phone onto the table, took a drag of his cigarette, and stepped onto the stage wearing flip-flops.
...
Han Xiaoye spent the whole day glaring at Ye Chen fiercely. She finally made it to the end of the school day, looking forward to going out for a nice meal with Ruirui. However, Auntie Wang unexpectedly picked her up at the school gate, so she had to reluctantly bid farewell to Ruirui.
"Auntie Wang, why are you here?"
Auntie Wang smiled, revealing her teeth. "The young master asked me to pick you up and take you to the old residence for dinner."
"Eh..."
The old residence, could it be the one she was thinking of?
"Don't worry, Miss. Madam is very kind. She will be delighted to see you."
"Madam?"
Han Xiaoye suddenly had an impulse to get off the car. What was Fu Zhiyan up to? Was he addicted to role-playing? Did he really think they were uncle and niece? Why made she meet his parents?