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Chapter 176 Stop Writing

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    "Now start answering the questions."

    Jiang Keran was writing hard, but she didn't sleep well at night, which made her dark circles thick, and she dozed off after a while.

    "Mumble, get up quickly, it's really a college entrance examination, if you don't want to apply to the Academy of Fine Arts, then I will apply."

    "you dare?"

    Jiang Keran yelled and alerted the invigilator to come over.

    "What are you doing? Write well. Why don't you answer a single question? You can only hand in the paper in the last 30 minutes. 15 years of hard work depend on this effort. How many times can you fight in life? If you don't fight now, when will you wait?"  .¡±

    Although the invigilator nagged a bit, it made Jiang Keran sober enough. She pinched herself fiercely, looked at the man with braces diagonally behind her, curled her mouth, and made the gesture of wanting to beat him up again.  fist.

    "It's agreed, I'll apply to the city's Academy of Fine Arts, you can't take the exam."

    "Then you have to answer carefully, don't waste the quota, if you don't pass the exam, you might as well go with me."

    "Two students, if you talk any more, I'm going to invite you out. Have you seen the monitors in the four corners of the classroom? They can rotate 360¡ã without any dead angle. If you are caught cheating, you will be expelled from school, and you can't even repeat your studies."  If there is no chance, the serious ones will be taken away by the police directly.¡±

    Before the invigilator finished speaking, two policemen passed by her side, escorting a student because someone took the exam for her.

    "Look, I really don't know what's the use of raising those ignorant people."

    "Teacher, please stop talking, we want to answer the questions quietly."

    The man with braces felt that Jiang Kenan, who was diagonally in front of him, couldn't sit still, as if he was going to the toilet. I don't know if it was disturbed by the ink marks of the invigilator, or she drank too much water.  In short, going to the toilet during the college entrance examination is a devastating blow to poor students who are slow to answer questions, and it is a fight with the scrapping of the earth.  That undoubtedly meant that it would be impossible to get into the university of your choice.

    "Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom."

    Twenty minutes later, Jiang Keran still raised his hand to speak.

    "Let's go."

    ?The two invigilators jumped out of nowhere, and were going to accompany Jiang Keran to the past, but when she saw this situation, it seemed as if her papa couldn't be pulled out for a while, but it was gone.

    "Teacher, she doesn't want to go."

    The man in braces stared at Jiang Keran, helping her speak his mind.

    "How do you know? Are you two playing tricks? From the beginning of the exam, I felt that you two were wrong. At first, you ignored each other, and then you talked to each other. You thought I had been an invigilator for decades, and even this little trick of yours  I can¡¯t even tell, is someone taking the test for you? Are you two gunmen?¡±

    "Teacher, look at my answers. Most of them are empty. I am a candidate for the art exam. I don't need to score too high. Have you ever seen an exam for art students? I can pass any answer."

    When Jiang Keran stood up, he was just seen by the head teacher who was patrolling the field.

    "She is definitely not a shooter. I can guarantee this, because she is a repeat student."

    "Repeat? Then she said that she can pass any answer? That's fine, you have a lot to do. If you don't want to go to the bathroom, answer the questions quickly. No matter how strong you are, you can hand in the test right away."

    When Jiang Keran sat down, he glanced at the man with braces between his eyes, so he didn't need him to be a hero.

    After that, Jiang Keran seemed to recall the plagiarism incident in the past, and held the roll of paper with both hands, worried that the man with braces would look at her again.

    In fact, she really thought too much. This is a culture class, not a professional exam.

    "When it's time for the exam, stop writing."

    "My God, I forgot to paint on the answer sheet" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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