Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

There are two main subjects in the morning test, English and Chinese. The invigilators entered the classroom on time and began to distribute the test papers.

Fang Li sat in the penultimate row, took the test paper from the front seat, and glanced worriedly at the empty seat in the back.

Morning exercises and morning reading classes have not arrived yet, and the exams have already started, why Ruan Qingmu hasn't come yet.

Is something wrong, or is ill, have you asked Jane for leave?

After handing out the exam papers, the invigilating teacher from the outside class said seriously on the podium: "Hurry up and write your name and student number. Listening will start in three minutes, keep quiet!"

The students quickly wrote their names one by one. After a while, the small radio in the classroom rang and the English listening began to play.

Whether they heard the clouds, mountains and fog, or seemed to understand, all of them perked up their ears and tried their best to recognize the sound. Before I knew it, a few minutes passed.

In the corridor of the second year of high school, it was silent, only the English reading from each classroom was uniform.

Ruan Qingmu grabbed her schoolbag and ran upstairs in one breath.

As soon as he ran to the classroom window, the sound of his footsteps alerted two or three classmates by the window, who couldn't help but look at him.

As soon as Ruan Qingmu met their gaze, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

The invigilator at the door frowned when he saw him, silently made a "tap" gesture, pointed to the back of the classroom, and made a "go" gesture.

I am seven or eight minutes late, do you still want to take the exam?

Ruan Qingmu at the door did not come in. He lightly stepped and quietly retreated out of the corridor, leaning against the wall.

The invigilator was taken aback and understood what he meant.

This is because I am afraid that I will enter the classroom to collect the test paper, and then run to the end to sit down, which will affect others to do the test. But don't say, although he is a scumbag, he can help others.

It wasn't until the end of the small broadcast that Ruan Qingmu walked into the classroom, grabbed the paper and sat down on the seat.

!

After a while, Fang Li quietly leaned back and threw a small note in his hand.

Ruan Qingmu was doing the quiz quickly, and she was stunned when she saw the small paper ball. Unfolding it, he could not help but raise his eyebrows.

It's crooked, it's all the answers to the listening questions just now, no signature, but looking at the handwriting, it's not Fang Li's.

When he looked up, Huang Yazheng, who was diagonally ahead, winked at him proudly.

Ruan Qingmu couldn't help laughing, silently said "fuck" and gave Huang Ya a thumbs up.

Then, tore the note and threw it away.

Huang Ya's smile froze in front. Liu Jun, who was watching secretly next to him and was about to raise his hand to report cheating, was also stupid.

Huang Ya turned his head helplessly, **** it, Brother Ruan disliked his answer! Even if he is a scumbag, he has finished listening to the whole set of listening questions, right?

The bell rang and the papers were passed.

Bai Jing and the others quickly ran to the back: "Brother Ruan, go pee together?"

Ruan Qingmu stood up and went to the toilet with them.

The next game will be two hours, so it’s not good to not put water in the middle.

Huang Ya asked heartily, "Brother Ruan, why didn't you read my answer? I think I did a great job this time."

Ruan Qingmu went into the toilet and found a urinal: "I think it will be more reliable to choose C."

"Brother Ruan, you hurt my heart by saying that!"

Besides Bai Jing asked: "Brother Ruan, why are you late for the monthly exam? You are also absent from the morning exercise."

Ruan Qingmu yawned, tears streaming out of her eyes, she said sleepily, "Well, I'm getting up late."

After helping the little mute take a bath last night, Xiaoyun dragged her brother Yiyi for a while before sending the little mute into his room.

After she came in, she felt guilty and grateful, cried and thanked him for a long time, and finally fell asleep, and it was one or two o'clock in the night.

This sleep is bad. He thought his mother would call him in the morning, and Mu Wanli thought he set the alarm clock.

Firstly, because she was also tired; secondly, their beauty massage shop never had business in the morning, nor did they have the habit of waking up early.

Ruan Qingmu didn't even have time to eat a hot meal, grabbed her schoolbag and ran out, bought some breakfast at the entrance of the alley, and hurriedly called a taxi.

There was a traffic jam all the way, and when I arrived at the entrance of Experiment No. 3 Middle School, the exam had already started.

Huang Ya hurriedly said: "Oh, those people in the student union's discipline department are very strict. Qin Yuan is even more poisonous. He glanced over and asked why you weren't there?"

Ruan Qingmu was silent for a while: "Did he ask me?"

"Yeah, I asked several times." Huang Ya patted his thigh, "I thought our two classes were so familiar, and you guys are good friends, can you help cover it up! "

Ruan Qingmu replied sloppily: "Normal, so many people watch, can he forget it?"

Public favoritism or something, that's hell.

"That's right, it's an iceberg." Huang Ya laughed. Suddenly, the bustling toilet became quiet for a while.

Several old boys from Class 1 walked in. At the front, the iceberg scholar had a cold expression and didn't look sideways.

Qin Yuan bypassed the class 9, walked aside, and started to unzip the pants.

Ruan Qingmu's eyes couldn't help chasing him, and naturally followed his movements, looking down.

A student who was pulling the zipper suddenly stopped.

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at Ruan Qingmu: "Even if no one is watching, I will remember it."

Ruan Qingmu was stunned for a while, and then she understood what he meant.

He smiled and shook the bottom: "I know. There are no people, you won't violate the principle."

Qin Yuan's cold voice sounded again: "Are you late for the exam too?"

Ruan Qingmu sighed: "Yes."

"Why?" Qin Yuan looked directly at the snow-white wall. Don't look at him.

The boys next to her were inexplicably quiet and did not dare to let out the air.

What's the situation, is the boss of the Ethics Department checking in face to face?

Ruan Qingmu looked around, a little unable to get off the stage, and raised her eyebrows: "I said I reviewed a little and got up late, do you believe it?"

Qin Yuan indifferently: "I don't believe it."

"Then I said I played games until late at night, do you believe it?"

Qin Yuan zipped up his pants: "I don't believe it either."

Ruan Qingmu smiled: "Look, you don't believe anything, so why are you asking me?"

"I want to hear the real reason."

Ruan Qingmu got closer and stared at Qin Yuan's eyes carefully: "Squad Leader Qin, you not only check the work, but also my people?"

He got so close, his dark eyes seemed to be ridiculed and provocative, Qin Yuan silently watched his own reflection in his eyes, his voice was almost whispering: "Yes, I only check you."

Fu Songhua was the closest, after all, he heard something vaguely, and glanced at Qin Yuan in shock.

What is only you, is this a public announcement targeting people?

He also followed in the morning to check the attendance, but their duty is to keep a record, how can they hold on and ask questions in person, it is not a teacher!

Ruan Qingmu was silent for a while: "I'm going to bed late, I'm getting up late."

Qin Yuan lowered his eyes coldly: "So, these things are not important to you at all, right?"

Whether it's an exam or an appointment to review together. They were completely absent-minded, not at all concerned.

Ruan Qingmu glared at him, suddenly a little anxious, what the fuck?

He looked expressionless, turned around and strode out of the toilet.

Bai Jing and Huang Ya hurriedly chased them out without daring to speak.

Brother Ruan is completely different from the first year of high school, which makes everyone a little confused. Sometimes it's cool and awkward, and sometimes it seems a little cute.

But sometimes, it's really scary.

It's like when a ball hits Liu Jun's forehead, it's like now - just being checked by Qin boss, his face suddenly sank.

Damn, it's like turning a book!

The language test started, Ruan Qingmu grabbed the pen and looked at the paper, and answered the questions quickly, flying like a phoenix, and the speed was very fast.

The title of the essay is a social news, followed by an argumentative essay:

"Some people think that substantive justice means pursuing justice and fairness in results, and we should pursue the end of this justice regardless of the process and procedures.

" And some people think that the procedure is unjust, and that "there is a law to be followed and a law to be followed", then the result may lose the soil of the law, and will eventually destroy the real Justice. So which do you think is more important, procedural justice or substantive justice?"

Bah, what the hell!

He gritted his teeth and wrote the subtitle of the composition—

"Procedural Justice, All Bullshit!""…

The invigilator was sitting on it, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw the last boy standing up and striding towards the podium.

"Hand in, teacher."

The teacher was startled, looked at the watch, it was still half an hour: "Check again, is it too early?"

Ruan Qingmu spread the papers on the podium: "Hand in."

In the classroom, a group of people stared at his back in stunned eyes. Isn't he sweet?

At the classroom window of Class 1, Qin Yuan accidentally raised his head and saw a familiar figure outside the window swayed and disappeared into the stairs.

He quietly retracted his gaze towards the essay title. Soon, he continued to pick up the pen, in one go, almost without pausing.

Not long after, he finished all the questions without checking and stood up.

The students nearby all looked up: I wipe, what's going on?

The former monitor, who was unshakable, sat in the examination room until the last minute, extremely rigorous person, what is the first hand in today?

Under the shock of the whole class, Qin Yuan walked to the podium calmly: "Teacher, hand in the papers."