Li Ying didn't take it seriously and urged Lan Jingyu to write quickly, "Don't be lazy and improve your efficiency."
After she finished speaking, Lan Jingyu stopped.
The man leaned back and tapped the book lazily with his fingers, "Why don't you take a look?"
Li Ying didn't even raise her head, "Don't look at it."
"Don't you want a steady stream of power?"
Li Ying: "I'm allergic to chicken soup and can't drink it, especially this kind of foreign chicken soup."
Lan Jingyu pursed his lips, touched his cheek lightly with the tip of his tongue, and reached out to push the book aside.
Li Ying noticed his movements and finally raised her head, "Huh?"
"See for yourself." Lan Jingyu tapped the first page.
Li Ying didn't know why and took a look.
She didn't see anything else, but she accurately captured the three words Gong Shiheng.
Lan Jingyu turned his face sideways and saw that she was stunned, and then as if she was electrocuted, he snatched the book over and quickly wiped it with his fingers to make sure it was not printed.
He looked playful and whistled, "Tsk, tsk, have you received the power delivered by my good brother?"
Li Ying was beaming with joy at first, then she stood up with the book in hand, turned around twice, and scratched her head hard, "Kuokuo, you idiot! Why tell him!"
Now, if she fails the exam, it will be a shame.
It doesn’t matter if it’s embarrassing to others, but Gong Shiheng…
ah!
She was spinning in circles like a top, getting more and more anxious, and felt like she was about to explode.
Lan Jingyu licked his lower lips, and the smile in his eyes became a little lighter, "You are named on the gold list, my brother really trusts you."
Li Ying stopped and stared at the words on the page, her expression hard to describe.
no.
Gotta work hard.
She took a deep breath, quickly sat down next to Lan Jingyu, and took away the pen he used.
“Is this about being self-reliant?”
Li Ying responded casually, rummaged through her bag for a new paper, and said, "Say hello to Auntie, I'm going to be there later."
Lan Jingyu's Adam's apple rolled and he said: "Three and a half."
"I can finish copying it."
"Copy?" Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows, turned to look at her, and said, "You have such a powerful power, why don't you write it yourself?"
Li Ying paused and really thought about it seriously.
She blinked and said with some reluctance: "I, I will write it myself next time. Today I will absorb knowledge from other people's answers."
Lan Jingyu: "Oh——"
Li Ying moved her body and said, "Don't make any noise, I want to be serious."
Lan Jingyu shrugged, "Don't worry, I won't disturb you."
As he spoke, he reached into the desk, grabbed a handful of the small bag of snacks she had just eaten, and tore it open leisurely.
Li Ying bit her mouth, her whole body tensed up, and she focused on looking at the screen of her phone.
Her posture when doing homework was very childish, holding the test paper with her arm, holding a pen in her white hand, and writing stroke by stroke.
The pen scratched across the paper, making a subtle sound.
Lan Jingyu chewed the snacks, turned sideways, held his chin with one hand, and squinted at her profile.
"Wow-" he suddenly said.
Li Ying was forced to raise her head, "What are you doing?"
Lan Jingyu: "I wrote it so fast."
Li Ying pouted, took a deep breath, and continued writing with her head down.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I wrote really fast and well. If I keep going at this pace, landing will not be a dream."
Li Ying: "..."
Seeing that she had endured it, the man continued: "Not only can I get ashore, but a perfect score is nothing more than that. If I see you working so hard, I will be moved to death."