Not only Huo Xue was stunned, but even the people in the class were stunned when the topic came out. He held the composition paper and didn't know where to start.

Shouldn't you take narrative exams?

How do you write the word "life" if you don't have a range?

What can I write!

After thinking for a while, Huo Xue's eyebrows stretched out, and the black neutral pen slowly unfolded on the composition paper, with the fragrance of ink scent.

In the examination room No. 15, most people fell asleep on the table, snoring loudly.

In the whole classroom, only the short-haired girl in a neat school uniform lit her pen tips. From time to time, a breeze floated in, lifting her hair, which was so comfortable.

When she dropped the last word, the exam just ended.

Huo Xue frowned.

At this time, it was stuck tightly.

If there are problems in the future, it will be very dangerous.

Just as Maziface stared at a face that had red marks on her sleeping face, she was about to take Huo Xue's test paper, but the teacher walked to the last table and looked at the people who were ready to move. "The last classmate was responsible for collecting the test papers, and the others were sitting there and not allowed to move! Otherwise, they would be treated as cheating!"

Pork face cursed angrily.

"His grandma's!"

have a finger in the pie!

"That classmate, please say it again?" The invigilator glared at his pockish face.

Ma Zi's face became weak and wrote his name on his blank test paper in disappointment and handed it over.

The second scientific examination of political history is still the invigilator of the teacher.

Huo Xue has unique insights into the hot topics of the world and the current economic trends. She specially put forward a few test points, then analyzed them in depth and finished it. For other questions that were answered by memorizing the backrest, Huo Xue almost did not hesitate to fill in the standard answers in his mind. Right brain work has always been simple.

After the invigilator took all the test papers away, Maziwei walked up and glared at Huo Xue, "You are lucky! You are still not allowed to write your name in the afternoon to take the math exam."

However, Pork Face still miscalculated.

Because when taking math in the afternoon, Ma Zichao woke up and there was no one in Huo Xue’s seat not far ahead?

After catching a few people, I found out that the girl only took fifteen minutes to finish the questions on the test paper. She put the pen in her pocket and handed the test paper in advance and left quickly!

Hold!

Damn woman!

I would rather write randomly and hand in the paper in advance than help him write it!

When the physics exam was taken the next morning, Mazifang watched Huo Xue finish all the questions in ten minutes, then put the pen in her pocket, and she sat in her seat without moving. The confused teacher came down and took a few glances at the test paper in front of Huo Xue and looked at it with a happy face. After taking Huo Xue's test paper, she directly let her leave.

Ouch, that's strange!

The pen almost broke with anger!

Even the teacher is so happy? Fuck it!

What can the people who come to the 15th class to get the Golden Phoenix?

In the afternoon, take the English test.

Mazimao did not wait for the invigilator to send the test papers, and walked to Huo Xue's table with anger on his face, "Who the hell allowed you to hand in the papers in advance? Do you don't understand what I said or what?"

Huo Xue didn't move, and she was too lazy to frown. She sat in her seat without saying a word, as if she hadn't heard it.

Mazifa felt humiliated in her heart, and felt that this woman didn't take him seriously. She took a step forward and wanted to pick up Huo Xue's collar and teach her a lesson.

Who knew that before his arm was put on Huo Xue's neckline, his face felt his arm hurt. Before he could react, he had already knocked on his seat in a front-down position. The other party took his collar and knocked his head on the table!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every knock made other gangster boys in the exam room who had said dirty words to Huo Xue tremble.

The people from the Yuan 8 who had seen Huo Xue's cruelty exclaimed, "Brother Xue is mighty!"

"Brother Xue!"

"Brother Xue!"

After knocking for three times, Huo Xue pushed his hand out. The pockmarked face stagnated a few steps, and his body was unstable and he sat on the ground. When he fell to the ground, his head was still dizzy, and black and blue blood marks appeared on his forehead.

A boy who often talked dirty words to Mazifa stared at Huo Xue for a while, and his face changed drastically, "Brother...she...she...she seems to be the one who hit Brother Dao a few days ago!"

Ma Zifa looked up and recalled what they had discussed that day.

Girls with short hair, school uniform, low-key and unwilling to talk, generally look very thin and beat people, but they are first-class and fierce and ruthless...

Oh shit!

Inside every line!

The Pomacephalic people are usually the ones who skip class and make jokes, and they know little about school gossip. They even don’t know that the girl who hit Scar Tiger was the one who was there, otherwise he would not dare to order her to write the test paper for himself if he gave him a hundred courage!

She can even beat Scar Tiger in Second Middle School, but who can beat her with thin arms and legs?

Isn't this seeking death?

The others also changed their faces and stood beside them and didn't dare to help. When Mazifa came back, she was about to give her a smile to explain what happened these days, the invigilator walked in with her English test papers in her arms, and everyone was watching the fun.

When taking the English exam, he was so stupid that he didn't sleep. Of course, he didn't dare to ask others to write test papers for him. He just felt a headache.

Damn, why is this guy so cruel?

What Maziface didn't know was that in order to prevent blood from happening in his head, Huo Xue had already regained most of his strength.

If you don’t study chemistry in the second year of junior high school, the English test is equivalent to the end of the period exam.

It was almost no effort, Huo Xue handed in the English test paper in advance and left the classroom with a pen under the strange eyes of everyone.

The people who take the exam in Class 15 are very special, and almost all the poor students are here. The teacher will not allow them to copy and affect the rankings of the whole grade, but it will not stop them from leaving the exam room early. He also hopes that these people will give up their struggles earlier so that they can go back and correct the test papers they have on hand as soon as possible.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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