Maybe it's time to spell your eyesight.
Qiao Yanran stood up, moved the table away and sat on one side of the table. She looked around.
Because this is a poor class, there are only 278 students in the class. But the classroom is large enough to accommodate 80 or 90 people.
We are sitting in the open, so a pull table, the distance between each other is farther.
Although the original owner's vision is not short-sighted, but it is not very good, a long distance, nothing can see clearly.
The paper passed down quickly.
Qiao Yanran looked at the paper in her hand, feeling a little blind. She asked the author of classical songs about a large number of filling in the blanks.
She glanced at it briefly, thinking that she would finish the question first, but she read both the front and back pages of the paper and found that only the original owner of one question knew the answer.
Qiao Yanran turned the pen in her hand, looked around and found that everyone was seriously answering the questions.
She coughed in a low voice and winked at Meng Yu not far away.
Meng Yu received her signal, stretched out his hand to tear off a piece of paper, pen fell on the paper, issued a rustling sound.
Joe Yanran holding a pen, waiting for his note.
Soon, the little note was thrown over.
The speed is very fast. It must be this kind of problem in junior three. It's too simple for Meng Yu, a senior three student.
Qiao Yanran opened her mouth to xiaoyuwan in her mind while removing the note. 】
Xiaoyu Wan 】
after that, she took the note apart completely.
However -
there are only a few words on the note.
recently, Liangcheng Dream Theme Park has opened. Today is the morning after school. Let's go and play. 】
Qiao Yanran:
She is full of anticipation so long, unexpectedly only waited for such a small note?
Xiaoyuwan couldn't help laughing.
In fact, it doesn't blame Meng Yu. After a few days of contact, Meng Yu feels that Qiao Yanran is a Xueba, and he is still very powerful. He never thought about going in this direction.
Meng Yu, who has been staring at Qiao Yanran, finds that Wang An is not interested in his proposal. She just glanced at it, afraid that she didn't read all the words, so she crumpled the note into a ball.
Do you want to go out with him or not?
Meng Yu is wringing his brows and thinking seriously about this problem.
Qiao Yanran saw that the music teacher didn't look at her position. She quickly went to the position beside him, lowered her voice and said to Meng Yu, "let's change the paper. You can help me write the answer."
"Which question can't you answer?"
"I don't know."
Meng Yu:
Although the exam didn't last long, these questions were like pediatrics to him. He had already filled in the papers.
He handed his paper to Qiao Yanran and took her almost blank paper.
Meng Yu simply took a glance at her paper and found that it was clean. She only wrote an answer and wrongly wrote someone else's name.
However, the handwriting is very good-looking. It's wonderful and charming.
He hooked his lips and imitated her handwriting. Within ten minutes, he filled in the whole paper and handed it to her.
Qiao Yanran took the paper, looking at the words above, some unexpected pick eyebrows.
If she hadn't handed the paper to him by herself just now, she would have thought it was filled out by herself.