"Write so fast?" Nanrong Xuening has always been in the top three every time he hands in papers, but why did he meet someone who writes faster than himself today? He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but speed up his writing.

speed.

The teacher was a little confused. He picked up Hua Wu's paper and looked at it. It was all filled with words. He glanced at Hua Wu who was calm and composed, and then turned around and checked the paper carefully. About five minutes later,

The middle-aged teacher swallowed his saliva, then raised his head and looked at Hua Wu again.

Oh my god, she read it right. She read the paper so carefully that she couldn't find any mistakes. She even wrote some solutions to the problems more clearly than herself. This... I really slept all morning.

Is she someone? The middle-aged teacher could hardly find a single mistake on Hua Wu’s paper. Even the punctuation marks were correct, and the font was particularly graceful. Was this really written by her? Oh my God... Class

How come there is such a genius in the world!

The middle-aged teacher's expression immediately made many people in the class frown. Looking at the teacher's shocked eyes, the whole class knew it. It seemed that this exam did not stump her.

It seemed that he was worrying too much. Looking at the middle-aged teacher's expression, Chu Jinmo didn't know why, but he actually felt relieved. What was going on?

"Hey, Ye Rongyu, do you know how to write?" Seeing that Murong Yu had already started writing, Nanrong Xuening couldn't help but look at Murong Yu's paper. At this moment, Murong Yu was still holding the pen in a daze.

Do you not know how to do it or...

"..."

Nanrong Xuening's answer was only silence. Seeing that Murong Yu didn't say a word, Nanrong Xuening thought that he had guessed it correctly. Then he moved his position closer to Murong Yu, and then spread his papers on the table.

The middle of the room is very upright. In this case, I should leave a good impression on Murong Yu. Nanrong Xuening thought so.

Feeling someone approaching, Murong Yu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. "Stay away from me." Nanrong Xuening's approach made Murong Yu even more disgusted. The chair moved to the side, and a book stopped Nanrong Xuening.

He didn't even bother to read the test paper.

"Ye Rongyu, you... how could you do this!" Faced with Murong Yu's merciless rejection, Nanrong Xuening was angry and ashamed. When had she ever been so humiliated and rejected?

"This is a test." Considering his academic performance, how could he copy Nan Rong Xuening's?

"Okay, you have the ability!" She didn't believe it anymore, and she couldn't capture him!

After a while, Feng Ge and Chu Jinmo stood up at the same time and handed the papers to the middle-aged teacher. After handing in the papers, they couldn't help but glance at Hua Wu.

Immediately afterwards, it was Nanrong Xuening's turn to hand in his paper. When he put the paper on the podium, he couldn't help but look at Hua Wu's paper. The handwriting on it suddenly came into his eyes. The writing was even more neat than his own...

…

He didn't look at it much, just glanced at it, and Nanrong Xuening returned to his seat. He was thinking in his heart that he was the best in the school. Although Hua Wu wrote a lot, they were definitely wrong. He wanted to

Her eyes fell on Murong Yu's paper, but she didn't have the courage anymore. She was afraid that this guy would leave a blank page unwritten.
Chapter completed!