Jing Ci was always the focus of the class, but when Ying Jiao acted like this, almost everyone in the classroom focused their attention on the two of them.

The boys in the back row banged the table crazily, whistled and cheered.

The girls also gathered together and bit their ears, looking at the two people with bright eyes.

Jing Ji's cheeks were hot, he was embarrassed and shy at the same time. He glared at Ying Jiao fiercely: "Let me go!"

Yingjiao chuckled: "What's wrong? Didn't you say you could hold it?"

Jing Ci immediately retorted: "I didn't!"

He Zhou looked at it tremblingly for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and carefully pulled Ying Jiao: "Brother Jiao, Jing Ci has an exam this afternoon."

Ying Jiao gave him a cold look: "I won't take the exam?"

Can that be the same?

Before He Zhou could say these words, Zheng Que said from the side: "That's right, Brother Jiao, let's talk about it after the exam. Jing Ci was bullied by the old witch today..."

Yingjiao suddenly looked at him: "Who?"

Zheng Que honestly told the scene that happened in the morning, and then said: "You don't even know that if Jing Ci hadn't escaped quickly, half of the paper would have been wasted."

"You are really promising," Yingjiao exerted his right hand slightly and looked at Jing Ci calmly: "What did I say this morning? You won't say a word when you are bullied?"

He grinded his teeth gently and said, "You'll have to fight hard with me."

"It's nothing," Jing Ci struggled for a while, but when he saw that he couldn't break free, he simply stopped moving. When he mentioned Zhang Jing, his tone was still calm: "After the results come out, let the results speak for themselves."

"You are generous." Yingjiao sneered, squeezed Jing Ci's hand with his fingers, and let go.

"Next time..." He said vaguely: "Let's see how I deal with you."

Jing Ci didn't understand what he meant and didn't bother to dig deeper. After Yingjiao let go, he shook off his numb fingers and lay on the table to catch up on his sleep.

The exam in the afternoon was mathematics. This time the invigilator in the Jingci exam room was not Zhang Jing, but two male teachers.

After getting the test paper, Jing Ci wrote down the name of the class as usual before starting to browse the questions.

The test paper is not difficult, it can even be called easy for Jing Ci.

Jing Ci picked up the pen and began to answer the questions with confidence in mind.

Coincidentally, Zhang Jing happened to be the invigilator at the Yingjiao examination room.

Zhang Jing still used the same rhetoric——

"You guys give me a good test! If I find you cheating, it will be a minor demerit!"

"If you don't work hard in normal times, what's the use of working hard during exams!"

He Zong and Yingjiao were in the same examination room. As soon as Zhang Jing appeared, he secretly cried out inwardly.

At noon, when he heard Zhang Jing talking about Jing Ci, Ying Jiao's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He Zong was still thinking at the time that luckily they usually wouldn't meet Zhang Jing, an old witch. He never expected that fate is not as good as fate. It was such a coincidence that Zhang Jing became their invigilator.

Watching Zhang Jing lowering her head to count the test papers, He Zou hunched over and quietly slipped next to Ying Jiao, looking at him with a complex expression: "Brother Jiao, please take it easy."

Yingjiao looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

"That student, what are you doing?" He Zong was fat and wide, and his goal was very obvious. Zhang Jing's sharp eyes saw him at a glance, and she was furious: "Do you still want to take the exam? If you don't want to take the exam, get out!"

He Zhou glanced at her coldly, walked back to his seat, and pulled out the chair vigorously. He moved too much, and the table he moved moved, and the table legs rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

"Who are you throwing it at?" Zhang Jing immediately rushed towards him like a cockfighter: "Which class are you in? What's your attitude!"

He Zhou looked up at her with his swollen eyes squinted: "Class 7, what's wrong?"

Zhang Jing sneered: "Why don't you know how to pull up a chair?"

He Zhou chuckled: "Yes, how about I get up and teacher, you can pull me up and give me a demonstration?"

"You!" Zhang Jing's face turned red with anger and she pointed at He Zhou. Just as she was about to curse, the male teacher who was proctoring the exam with her came over and said, "Forget it, Teacher Zhang, it's exam time."

Zhang Jing didn't want to endure it at first, but when she thought about it again, many of the students in Class 7 came from very well-off families. It would be okay to say a few words at ordinary times. But if such a trivial matter really made a big fuss, it would not end well.

She rolled her eyes at He Zhou angrily, then reluctantly raised her feet and returned to the podium.

There were quite a few people in Class 7 of Yingjiao's examination room. These people read the mathematics paper as if they were reading from heaven. They filled out the multiple-choice questions at random, picked a few simple questions and wrote them down before lying on the table to sleep.

The atmosphere in the examination room was very peaceful.

Zhang Jing sat on the podium and stared down, not relaxing for a second.

Ying Jiao raised his eyes and glanced at her, tore off a small piece of paper from the draft paper, bit off the pen cap and wrote a few words on it, balled it up, and slowly threw it into the aisle.

Zhang Jing stood up suddenly, feeling that she had finally caught the cheater. She came over with high heels and stooped down to pick up the small piece of paper.

The corners of Yingjiao's mouth raised slightly.

He Zhou, who was diagonally behind him, had seen his movements and was immediately anxious.

I secretly wondered if Brother Jiao was stupid for laughing even after being caught cheating.

Is this the time to laugh?!

Shouldn't we rush forward and grab the note first?

He Zhou was running around in a hurry, but Zhang Jing was very satisfied.

Finally, I caught a typical example. These bad students are used to it. If I had met her earlier, I would definitely have kept these low-income students in check.

Zhang Jing thought as she unfolded the ball of paper.

Then the next second, her face turned green.

The paper was not kneaded particularly tightly, and there were not many wrinkles on it. On the white and smooth paper, five characters were written with a black water-based pen: Whoever looks at it is stupid.

Zhang Jing turned pale with anger and trembled all over.

"You..." She pointed at Yingjiao, her lips trembling and she couldn't say a word.

The male teacher who was invigilating the exam with her saw this and came over.

"What's wrong? Did you really cheat? Hey, Teacher Zhang, don't..." The rest of the words stopped abruptly when he saw the content on the note.

He looked at Yingjiao with a complex expression and was speechless.

"You..." Zhang Jing finally calmed down and asked Ying Jiao angrily: "Which class are you in? What's your name? Stand up!"

Yingjiao sat motionless on the chair, looking at Zhang Jing with a smile: "Grade 2, Class 7, Yingjiao. What's wrong? It's okay. I have to continue the exam."

Zhang Jing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. She slapped the note onto Yingjiao's table with shaking hands and yelled at the top of her lungs: "Is this yours? Isn't it?!"

"Yes." Yingjiao continued to smile: "Teacher, I didn't cheat."

Yes! I didn’t cheat, but I scolded her!

Zhang Jing stretched out her hand to pull Yingjiao: "You, get out of here!"

Yingjiao ducked away from her hand and raised his eyebrows: "Why."

What Zhang Jing wanted to say was when the door of the examination room was suddenly pushed open, and Feng Mao walked in with several teachers.

When he was inspecting the examination room, he heard Zhang Jing's roar from a distance: "What happened?"

"Director!" Zhang Jing suddenly seemed to have found someone to support her. She ran towards Feng Mao and handed him the note: "Look! Look! All the students from Class 7 are in the examination room."

What are you doing?!"

"Okay, you were caught cheating right?" Feng Mao took the note and glanced down with a sneer, "Let me see what is written on the note..."

Before Zhang Jing could stop him, he squinted his eyes and slowly read out: "Whoever looks at it is stupid..."

"Who is looking at who is stupid?!"

Feng Mao's face also turned green.

For a moment, a pin drop could be heard in the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, uncontrollable laughter rang out from all directions, and several teachers following Feng Mao couldn't help but tilt their heads to hold back laughter.

He Zhou suppressed his laughter and his face turned red, and he gave Ying Jiao a thumbs up sincerely.

Sao is still arrogant.

"Whose?! Whose is this?!" Feng Mao gritted his teeth: "Stand up for me! I..."

"My, what's wrong?" Yingjiao stood up, raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Did I cheat?"

The moment Feng Mao saw his face, his eyelids jumped.

Why is it him again?!

Why is it still him?!

Why is it always him?!

Zhang Jing was still nagging in her ears: "Such students must be punished! What the hell is an exam..."

Feng Mao was so annoyed that he wanted to slap her back!

Just forget it when you see it and show him the note!
To be continued...