The elegant man was giving lectures and making comments at the same time.

"You can't drink water during class, don't you know?"

"Why are you looking in the mirror as a man?"

"You who are reading pornographic books over there, are you thinking about going to heaven?!"

"You guys all said you can't drink water..."

"Professor, we're not drinking water, we're just drinking beer."

Everyone put down their wine jars and looked serious.

The elegant man was so angry that his face was distorted beyond recognition.

Chisa Furutegawa, who was watching from behind, had the veins on her pretty face clearly visible.

These... idiots!

.....

After lunch, in the classroom.

Because there was still half an hour left before the exam, everyone wanted to come up with a more effective cheating plan.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one.

The middle-aged teacher holding a stack of test papers walked quietly to the podium.

"Everyone, please sit down separately. We will start the exam in five minutes."

The crowd dispersed, but the distance between them was not far.

Kujo Ditaro sat in the last row, and his intention was very clear, which was... to copy by force.

Even though Chisa Furukawa didn't give him face, he could still see the answer with his superhuman eyesight.

"Di Taro, your German score is very important. We need to help each other this time."

Kitahara Iori believed from the beginning to the end that the main force of this exam was definitely not the other stupid teammates, but Kujo Ditaro.

So in order to get the quickest help, he sat in front of Kujo Ditaro.

"talk later."

Kujo Ditaro moved his mouth, his attitude a little perfunctory.

Kitahara Iori raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Di Taro, you can't burn bridges after crossing them. One person's victory is nothing. Only when we overcome difficulties together can we achieve true victory. We are friends in need."

After a moment of hesitation, Kujo Ditaro began to whisper devilishly.

"You're right, but if too many people give similar answers, it's easy to be caught cheating, so... do you understand what I mean?"

"You mean... OK, let them fend for themselves, and we work together, how about that?"

"You have to understand that giving you an answer is very risky..."

"Don't say anything, Dad. I will reward you handsomely after the task is completed."

The two reached a consensus, and the corners of their mouths began to coincide.

These two guys...

Imamura Kohei withdrew his gaze and became more and more certain in his heart that he would have to lick both of them in this exam.

Chapter 104: You...The atmosphere is becoming increasingly tense!

"Everyone, put away your pencil cases first."

"Also, drink water while standing still during the exam."

"Finally, you can hand in your exam paper early after you finish it."

The middle-aged teacher looked at the people below and announced the examination room rules in a calm tone.

The man, who looked a bit handsome, put away his pencil case with one hand on his forehead.

The short and fat man with dyed orange hair tightened the water bottle with gritted teeth.

Two people died at the very beginning... Really unreliable!

Imamura Kohei glanced to the side, a glint of hope in his eyes.

Kitahara Iori looked straight ahead, showing no intention of responding.

Imamura Kohei made faces, intending to make a bigger noise.

Kitahara Iori shook his head, but the corners of his mouth kept rising.

This bastard!

Imamura Kohei gritted his teeth and turned to look at the other person.

Kujo Ditaro was not indifferent, but instead gave a soothing smile.

After a moment of hesitation, Kohei Imamura revealed a sinister smile that was as gentle as the spring breeze.

If you don’t take me with you, you will die together!

How dare you threaten me? I'll give you the wrong answer.

Damn Kohei, just eliminate him first!

The three of them understood each other tacitly and acted ruthlessly against each other in private.

"Then let's start now."

"I'll hand in my paper and leave."

The huge classroom that was originally full of people now only has a few people left.

These guys...

The expressions of the remaining few people gradually became ugly.

Cheating already requires caution, and now that the number of people has dropped sharply, their actions will be more easily exposed.

Kujo Ditaro originally wanted to sneak a peek at the test paper of his neighbor, but because he was tall, every move he made would attract the teacher's attention.

In addition to this difficult problem, the girl's methods were extremely cruel. Not only did she disregard the friendship between her classmates, but she also covered the test paper tightly.

This Kotegawa! He's so useless!

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his unwilling gaze and silently tapped the table with his pen.

Ok?

After hearing this, everyone exchanged knowing glances, intending to work together to overcome the difficulties.

However, the reality is cruel. Poor students cannot understand the cheat sheets copied from German textbooks.

Looking at the helpless people, Kujo Ditaro had a lonely look on his face, but his eyes were looking straight ahead.

At the bottom right of the gang, there is a small note stuck with transparent tape.

Even though the font was very small, Kujo Ditaro could still see it clearly with his superhuman eyesight.

"Ok?"

Kitahara Iori turned his head slightly and looked at the muscular man who was writing, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

After all, Di Taro is still reliable, and those scumbags can just fend for themselves...

I don't know how Di Taro cheated, but I have to cover for him...

And that bastard Kohei, I'll give him some wrong answers later...

Kitahara Iori withdrew his gaze and twirled his pen casually while keeping an eye on the teacher's movements.

Kohei Imamura glanced sideways, and the scene that came into his sight made him feel a little relieved.

No matter how difficult the process of getting the answer is, he believes that as long as he is willing enough, everything is possible.

“…”

Time passed minute by minute, and the middle-aged teacher walked back and forth, stopping from time to time to look at any suspicious student.

Except for a few people, most people felt like every second was an eternity and the exam was extremely agonizing.

Kitahara Iori listened carefully in all directions, and after confirming that there was no rustling sound of writing behind him for a long time, he took the opportunity to turn around and beg for an answer.

"Di Taro...speed!"

Kujo Ditaro remained calm, moving his eyes left and right to indicate that something was wrong.

"Classmate, why are you looking back?"

Kitahara Iori's heart trembled, and he turned around stiffly, looked at the middle-aged teacher walking towards him, and hurriedly gave an explanation.

"Teacher, my pen is broken and I want to borrow it from him."

"Oh? Your pen is broken, right? Bring your test paper with you and do it at my place. I have a pen there."

The middle-aged teacher stepped aside and asked, "What's the matter? Do you have any questions?"

"...No, thank you, teacher." Kitahara Iori smiled bitterly and left with the test paper.

The middle-aged teacher stood with his hands behind his back, looked around at everyone, and walked to the back silently.

Damn Iori...he's more likely to cause trouble than to do anything good!

I still have half of the questions left to do...this scumbag!

Kujo Ditaro originally wanted to find an opportunity to force some answers from Chisa Furukawa, but now it was just wishful thinking.

Kohei Imamura glanced at the movement to the side, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot, but he could do nothing.

Kitahara Iori, sitting on the podium, didn't dare to look ahead and could only concentrate on writing the questions with a distorted face.

Regarding the situation of the three people, Furukawa Chisa was not only indifferent, but also kept saying "idiot" in her heart...

After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged teacher slowly walked to the front of the podium and said calmly, "Everyone's test results are not ideal. There are only five minutes left before the test ends. I will give you some easy-to-score questions."

Everyone looked happy and looked up with anticipation.

The middle-aged teacher pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Translate the words I said into German and write them on the back of the test paper. Question one: Heart rheumatism."

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Everyone's faces darkened, and they obviously couldn't answer.

The middle-aged teacher disagreed and continued to ask questions.

"Question 2: The man with the water gun."

"(Fuck you)!"

Everyone clenched their teeth, and the veins on their faces were clearly visible.

"The last question."

The middle-aged teacher exhaled slightly, and the atmosphere in the room began to become tense.

Everyone held their breath, intending to seize this last hope.

"Naked man holding a banana."

“?6?3╬?6?1?5?5д?6?1?5?4╬?6?4”

Everyone hunched over their desks, too angry to say anything.

.....

After the exam, Kitahara Iori was brutally beaten.

"I really didn't mean to..."

"You bastard! My only hope is ruined in your hands!"

Imamura Kohei was so angry that he grabbed the black-haired man's neck, and fire almost spitted out of his eyes.

Looking at the blond man with bloodthirsty and sharp eyes, Kitahara Iori waved his hands to explain.

"I don't know either. I clearly saw the teacher walking past. God knows how he found out..."

"You've screwed us over so badly. If I don't get 20 points this time, I'll kill you and sacrifice you to the gods."

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