Qin Ran is a typical symbol of Class 9.

No matter where he is, he is the highlight of the crowd, and he is a little depressed.

Li Airong glanced over with a dim look.

Even if No. 1 Middle School is the last examination room, the quality of students is not too bad. They don’t talk about manuscript paper, and at least they bring pencil bags or erasers.

Only Qin Ran has nothing but the pen used to write.

Just like this, do you seem to be a student who can take a good exam?

Li Airong was too lazy to say anything to the teacher who was invigilating the exam at all. She withdrew her gaze and turned to the exam room next door.

**

This midterm exam is strictly in accordance with the college entrance examination standards, both in terms of examination time and invigilance.

This is the first joint examination in the city. The school attaches great importance to it. Each examination room has two teachers invigilating the examination.

However, the teachers in the last few exam rooms invigilator were obviously not very serious. After putting the shield, they sat in front of drinking tea and chatting.

The preparatory ringtone rang.

The teacher started to send the papers: "Everyone knows the rules, don't copy, don't take out your phone, the shielding device is here, and there is also a teacher who wants to go to the toilet to accompany you."

The papers are passed from the front row to the back.

The penultimate row handed back for a long time, but no one took it, so he turned his head.

The people sitting in the last row, with school uniforms covered on their heads, seemed to be sleeping.

Even though it's lying down, it's not easy to mess with.

The people in the penultimate row knew that this was the school beauty and the boss in Class 9 who was afraid of even Wei Zihang.

He built his mind for a long time before he carefully reached out and poked the boss's hand with his pen: "...Big Boss, I've taken the exam."

Qin Ran moved her hands, then got up, reached out to take the paper. She hadn't had a good sleep these days, so she just felt a little sleepy.

When Qin Ran put on her school uniform, she coughed, and her throat was still a little hoarse, so she lowered her voice: "Thank you."

The student in the second row turned his head seriously and replied in a low voice: "No need to thank you."

Qin Ran flipped through the paper first, then looked at her right hand, then at her left hand, and frowned.

Ah, which hand should I use?

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Third update~

Good night, see you tomorrow, ah, you will hit me (you ask for a vote and whisper in a low voice but you dare not say anything)
Chapter completed!