Nonlinear Love

"Oh, what are you, you didn't pass?"

"I'm in a hurry, you can't do it, I'll read it."

"Small stammer, can you straighten your tongue and speak?"

Talk, talk, everyone's eyes are round and anxious.

Ai Xueyu swallowed, his whole body tense uncontrollably. The blue veins on the back of the hands bào, the fists are clenched tightly, and the nails sink deeply into the palms.

Layers of sweat formed on his back, dripping uncontrollably, and he was soaked all over.

This scumbag cheating method is so good, how can it be possible to find a person with full marks to copy the answer completely.

However, even though he knew that it was impossible, there was an increasingly panicky premonition in his heart.

The uneasiness grew, and it almost devoured people.

Absolutely, impossible, impossible to be...

"It's a full score." Song Jiaci finally let go, and said the result smoothly in one breath.

The audience was quiet, and the sound of breathing could be heard.

Su Lian's face was expressionless, his neck was suddenly hooked by Chi Wang, he swayed back and forth, and almost died: "You fucking let go."

"Pretend well, you are waiting for me here." Chi Juan gritted his teeth, regretting the beginning.

The onlookers who have reacted have already taken out their mobile phones, and while quickly transmitting information to all corners of the second year of high school, they couldn't help screaming wildly.

"Fuck, bull bī!!!!"

"True or false, what is the concept of a full score?"

"He's not a school bully, he's a school god?! I knelt down."

The chatter in his ears was getting farther and farther, and Ai Xuehua was pinned to the spot, feeling that his throat was stuck by a pair of big hands, unable to make a sound or breathe.

His whole body seemed to be crawled by thousands of ants, nausea and nausea hit his chest, his heart stopped, and his eyes darkened.

Full marks, really full marks.

He gasped sharply, pressing his heartbeat, controlling his weak legs to barely stand.

The next second, I consoled myself, calmed down, nothing, maybe I did well in the test this time.

Su Lianyu has scored so many points, even if the two subjects are full marks, they may not be able to pull over.

Ai Xuehua was in a cold sweat, staggered across the aisle, pulled away the crowd, grabbed the grades of the whole class, and checked with shaking hands.

His eyes were locked on his name for the first second, and both Li Zong and English performed well, a few points higher than he expected, and ranked eighth in the grade.

He smiled slowly, his eyes moved up, the smile froze on his face, and suddenly solidified.

Above his name, two small bold characters were written impressively.

Su Lian.

No more, no less, just one higher than him.

That name was sarcastic, pressed down like a mountain, fell into sight, smashed into the heart, and smashed all the internal organs to smithereens.

Together with his pride and self-respect, he was crushed on the soles of his feet and completely collapsed.

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Chapter 9

Su Lian's results spread rapidly within a few minutes.

It's not uncommon to get full marks in English, but if you can get over 300 in the comprehensive examination, you can't find one in the whole three middle schools.

It doesn't matter whether the ranking is the first or not, after all, people have a lame foot in Chinese.

The point is, one of the top eight middle schools was the last one, and this time it jumped into the top ten of the third middle school.

It's not that no one has secretly suspected cheating, but the score is so good, who can copy it?

The entire high school department was filled with mixed emotions, shock, adoration, inferiority complex, doubts, all kinds of feelings.

Is this reasonable?

Is this science?

Are you a human?

The school bully is no longer a school bully, but transformed into a rising sun-like academic god.

Of course, most of them haven't forgotten that must-win bet. Now that the Jedi has turned the tables, the result is self-evident and exciting.

Su Lian stared at the dull-eyed Ai Xuehui and made a final decision: "You lost, you should know better than me, a transfer student, where is the broadcasting studio."

"You don't need to remind me." Ai XueXue was still immersed in the huge blow, his fingers were white and his face was ashen.

"Ai learns, if you lose, you have to admit it, don't afford to play."

"A man and a man, say what you say, don't be a dog."

"The broadcasting room is on the third floor of the general hall, you're welcome."

People always think it's not lively enough, and someone next to you starts booing each other, lest the world will not be chaotic.

Ai Xue Xue clenched her fists tightly and didn't even dare to look directly into Su Lian's eyes. Thinking of the clamor of jumping up and down these days, she wanted to slap herself.

His usual arrogant jīng looks like he was being pumped, he lowered his head and whispered like a mosquito: "I'll go at noon."

"Just remember." Su Lian wasn't so stingy that he fell into the trap. This result was expected.

His neckline was pulled halfway by Chi Li, and he felt that his neck was chilled by the wind from the air conditioner.

So he indignantly gave the man an elbow, and after hearing a grunt, he finally broke free from the man's claws and sat back in his seat.

Chi Wang hurriedly followed, leaning on the desk and asking, "What's your situation?"

"I won the bet." Su Lian made a pun, reminding the man who was about to enter the playground.

lead operator.

Chi Li bent his neck lower, leaned in and stared at him with sharp eyes: "I'm asking about your grades."