These cold and ruthless, desperate red scores were spread side by side on the desk, and the dormitory fell into a silence like death.

Shao Zhan silently put down his red pen, and no one was willing to break this silence first.

Shao Zhan: "..."

Xu Sheng: “…”

After a while, Shao Zhan sniffed out three words with difficulty to comfort the candidates, and also wanted to comfort himself: "It has made progress."

Facing this tragic score, Xu Sheng couldn't figure out where he made progress: "You can praise this score, are you comforting me?"

Shao Zhan: "If you find the test for 150, you will only get this score after the exam."

Xu Sheng: “…………”

Shao Zhan also said: "The papers on these test papers are only 100."

Xu Sheng didn't know whether he should be happy about it now.

To be fair, Xu Sheng's score has indeed made considerable progress compared to his previous scores. If it were replaced by a 150-minute test paper, the average score would be considered a rapid progress. Meng Guowei could shed tears of emotion and offer Xu Sheng's test paper to the office: "The Bodhisattva appears, Xu Sheng can actually get such a score. Is this Xu Sheng from our Class 7? He is finally willing to learn it!"

After Shao Zhan finished speaking, he began to carefully look at his wrong questions and find out where the scores were lost by this person.

Scores are only one aspect. Xu Sheng has a poor foundation. Just looking at the scores cannot fully understand his mastery of knowledge points. To give a brief example, suppose a question requires three problem-solving steps to get the final solution. Xu Sheng used to be unable to take one step.

But after combining the draft paper used by Xu Sheng to calculate, Shao Zhan found that Xu Sheng can now take at least one step.

I can walk two more times.

Although Xu Sheng doesn't like studying, he has been pushed into the sea of ​​questions by Shao Zhan these days and can't breathe. No one wants to suffer in vain: "I'm really stronger?"

"That's right," said Shao Zhan, "although the process is not important for fill-in-the-blank questions."

Xu Sheng: "That's useless."

Shao Zhan: "But your problem-solving awareness is keeping up."

Shao Zhan’s words did not comfort Xu Sheng, and Xu Sheng only felt a stronger sense of suffocation: “That sense of solving problems is not important. What is important is what to do now?”

what to do.

This is a serious problem that the two have to face.

After exchanging identities, they encountered many obstacles, but no matter which time, they did not have the "Monthly Casualty" to come even more turbulent. The charming eyes like peach blossoms were all younger brothers in front of Yuekao.

Shao Zhan originally thought that the exam was easy for him, but after observing a few Xu Sheng's answer sheets, he found that he really couldn't imitate Xu Sheng's answer ideas.

Xu Sheng is not a simple contestant who handed in a blank paper and got low scores. The questions he could write would be written on his own thinking process. Of course, it was all wrong to write. The questions he could not write were probably because the long exam time was too boring and he would also talk about something casually.

He couldn't write a few nonsense poems on the Chinese composition page to make up the number of words.

In the face of the disaster, Xu Sheng had a sudden inspiration. He was half leaning on the desk, and immediately sat upright the next second and asked, "Is there any way to miss the exam?"

Absent from the exam may be the only way they can go, and it would be nothing if they don’t take the exam.

Is there nothing left?

It is time to delay for a while.

The more Xu Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was feasible.

Shao Zhan remembered the school's regulations very clearly. He said coldly: "Students must conduct exams strictly in accordance with school rules. Those who have special circumstances may temporarily be exempted from the exam and wait for the corresponding supplementary examination notice to be issued. 1. Those who have major events at home..."

"A big thing happened,"

Xu Sheng said, "This lie is not easy to be over."

Shao Zhanxin said what he was doing here now. He raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and said, "Two, seriously ill..."

Shao Zhan had just said two words, and Xu Sheng slapped the table: "This is OK."

Shao Zhan looked at him.

Xu Sheng: "It's easy to pretend to be sick."

"It's not easy to have a headache or fever. Even if you can't find it out in the school infirmary, it's okay. Just say that the study pressure is too high, and you can do whatever you want. As long as the disease that cannot be found in the physical examination can be skillfully transformed into mental problems."

In order to give Shao Zhan some confidence, Xu Sheng said again: "I have done this kind of thing before, and it is easier than if you have something to do at home. Where can I go to invite two people to pretend to be a parent to school, and I have to reveal my feelings after a few words. Lao Meng is not a vegetarian."

The two of them decided to start the exam tomorrow. Before Shao Zhan got up and left, Xu Sheng grabbed him: "Well, do you still have the medicine you gave me last time? Maybe it was a bit harsh. In addition, I soaked in water during the shower - the wound was a little itchy."

Xu Sheng pulled his collar while speaking. The T-shirt on his body was already wide, and half of his shoulders were exposed, and a corner of his tattoo was revealed.

After finishing the medicine for him, the lights in the dormitory were almost turned off, and Shao Zhan returned to the dormitory with a few test papers.

Close the door and return to quietness.

There was no other unnecessary sound. Shao Zhan put the test paper on the table, with the two words Xu Sheng facing up. The word Xu Sheng is not much different from before. The hook on the upper half of the word "Sheng" seems to be pierced.

At this time, the screen of the phone lighted up, and the group with the "Nanping" tag flashed in the notification bar.

Shao Zhan didn't look at it, so he directly turned off the screen and went to the bathroom to take a shower before the lights were turned off.

The weather is hot and cold water flows down the water pipes-

Shao Zhan has been jumping over the wall and tutoring Xu Sheng these days, and finally facing the answer sheet that failed the entire subject. His mind was a little messy for a while. He closed his eyes. After a while, what appeared in front of him was the tattoo he was facing when he was applying medicine to Xu Sheng.

Even though he closed his eyes, the totem still appeared in front of him with great clarity.

For the first time he saw it so clearly.

The scene in my mind was constantly retracing and the totem gradually faded away. Finally, what appeared in front of him was the alley next to Nanping Middle School. A very familiar scene, the dilapidated wall tiles always looked very dark because they were wet and could not shine on the sun. A man stood leaning against the wall at the entrance of this dark alley. The man lowered his head, tall and long legs, and was wearing the school uniform of Nanping No. 6 Middle School. His upper body was a simple T-shirt, which was almost flying by the wind in the alley.

Because the light was too dark, I could only see the smoke he pinched between his fingers with the light of fire.

The light was like breathing, flickering light and dark.

Shao Zhan seemed to hear someone shouting "Brother Zhan" outside the alley.

So the camera gradually moved forward, and Shao Zhan saw the man lifting

Head - The young man had a wound that had just been shot, and his eyes were full of sharp hostility, cold and ostentatious, and his eyebrows had not yet fully grown, with a slightly immature look.

That's himself.

...

"Pu"

.

Shao Zhan turned off the shower switch, he opened his eyes, and the water continued to flow down his wet hair.

He opened the bathroom door and went out. The group chat was no longer flashing in the notification bar of his mobile phone, but "s"

.

Xu Sheng changed his avatar. He changed the colorful avatar to a landscape photo by him, which was different from the ordinary landscape photo. He did not shine on the blue sky, but the light penetrated the clouds and cast a wall. He gestured with his hand and crossed his hands to a bird that spreads its wings and wanted to fly.

Those two hands are Xu Sheng’s own.

Shao Zhan didn't know why he could recognize it through reflection by just taking a look.

s: You will leave later tomorrow.

s: I have something for you.

Shao Zhan replied: What to give

s: Masks, pretending to be sick must be laid. You cannot be too fierce and unreal. Tomorrow we will wear masks and pretend to have a cold.

Shao Zhan:...

The next day, Xu Sheng really rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and found two disposable masks. He took the masks to knock on Shao Zhan’s dormitory door. Before leaving, he handed them to him for him to put them on, and told him to pay attention: "Today we will cough first, mainly cough."

Shao Zhan has never had such a magical thing happen to his entire high school career.

He took the mask.

Xu Sheng is Shao Zhan now, so he has to go to the classroom early. He put on the mask himself in advance, then raised his hand and hooked the edge of the mask with a finger, pulled the black mask down a little and said, "If the teacher asks you what's wrong, he will say it's okay."

Shao Zhan hooked his mask and said, "You are quite skilled in this business."

Xu Sheng let go of his fingers and pulled the mask up again: "It's okay."

Xu Sheng said that he has experience in this matter, but he really has experience. In order to be justified, he has deceived many teachers. His acting skills are so realistic that the teacher personally advised him: "Xu Sheng, your grades are also unsuccessful in high school. Why don't you go to the theater academy? I hope it's a little older."

After breakfast, Xu Sheng walked into the teaching building wearing a mask, and before he even entered the class, he gained a lot of concern.

Hou Jun was making up for homework. When he looked up, Xu Sheng, who had half of his face covered with a mask, was shocked. He forgot where he had to repair it: "I'll go, Brother Zhan, what's wrong with you? ☺https:">Fantasy Literature a>_☺"

Xu Sheng covered half of his face, which made his eyebrows and eyes more prominent. He pretended to behave and coughed, "It's okay, maybe he has a cold."

Hou Junxin said that the weather has been quite stable recently. Is there a cold this day?

But he didn't think much about it. As the class monitor, he regards caring for his classmates as the first rule: "This, you have to pay attention to your own body. The body is the cost of learning. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, I'll take you to the school infirmary."

Xu Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, coughing and said, "...it's really okay."

Hou Jun watched the sick body of the "Study God" pass through the first row of classmates and walk backward until Brother Zhan sat down. Then he looked away worriedly and continued to bow his head to make up for his homework.

When he finished filling one and took out another to continue filling it, he unexpectedly raised his eyes - when he saw the school tyrant also entering the class with a mask, Hou Jun was a little uneasy.

This, what, the situation.
To be continued...