The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Lu Yumo frowned, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

He felt that his sister was being ridiculed and looked down upon, so he was very angry, but seeing the calm expressions of Fu Zhi and Ye Jiuyi, he weighed the consequences of rushing up and beating a group of people by himself.

——Basically, not only can't beat him, but he also needs to be bruised and swollen by the opponent, and needs Fu Zhi's reinforcements.

Let go of Liao.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

Fu Zhi listened to music with earphones, took a glass of orange juice, his eyebrows were full, and his eyes were cold and unruly.

He tugged on Lu Yumo's sleeve casually, "Take the exam well, and don't listen to what others say."

When it comes to exams, Lu Yumo is worried that the results of class 21 can still compete with him, and they will meet each other and appreciate each other, but: "Zhizhi, I don't even have the ability to get down to the next class, your class..."

Ye Jiu glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Do you know why you don't have the ability?"

Lu Yumo asked humbly: "What do you think?"

"The day you were born, your brain was trapped by the door."

Lu Yumo: "..."

How many years is the sentence for murder?

What about his knife?

——

On the other side, inside Class 21.

Before Fu Zhi came to the class, Su Xing had prepared 2b pencils, erasers, black carbon pens, rulers, and white paper for Fu Zhi.

I also checked it several times nervously.

Song Fang was sitting next to Su Xing, which was Fu Zhi's throne.

How should I put it, although Ye Jiu could dream about the exam questions, but not all of them, just some of them intermittently.

So before the exam, Fu Zhi specially tutored him in his homework, pressed a lot of questions for him, and taught him a lot of basic knowledge.

Even so, Song Fang kept shaking his legs at the moment, always wanting to run to the toilet.

Su Xing comforted him, "It's all right! Didn't you write Zhizhi's name a hundred times today? Zhizhi's school spirit will bless you."

"The situation is the same as it is now. No matter how bad we are, we have been trained by Sister Zhi's devil for half a month. Can we still not mention it?" Sitting in the front row, Wang Yu turned his head and vowed: "We have a cheating weapon. Ye Jiu, there are so many famous teachers who have taught us, how many people in the extra class have become lemon spirits, if we can't improve our grades, we will be laughed at by the grandchildren in the class!"

"Damn!" The Fat Sports Committee held up the black carbon pen, "If you don't hesitate, you will do it! I have already issued a military order with my parents. If I can't get into the top 100 in the grade, I will wear it back to seventeen years ago and let my mother wear it. Go to a big clinic and do a no/pain/human/flow and get rid of me!"

"I, Hitara is fat and fat. I only fight for the day and night, and I only fight for the first place. I am willing to be a master!"

The Fat Sports Committee turned to Song Fang while talking, and the torch of confidence and beauty passed into his hands. Song Fang exuded the light of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, "I can do it! I can do it! I can do it!"

But, "What time is it, where is Sister Zhi? Is she not coming?"

Fu Zhi, who didn't know that Song Fang missed him, had just reached the corner of the stairs of Class 21 when a hand grabbed his wrist and dragged him to a small office in front of Ye Jiu.

"Raise your hands, cover your head with both hands, and squat to the corner!"

With a series of familiar tones and proficient professional skills, a 2b pencil that was not sharpened with a pencil sharpener was about to move on Fu Zhishen.

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi turned around.

"What are you doing?! Let you crouch in the corner with your head in your arms, don't you understand?"

"Teacher Fan, Teacher Ma, Director Liu, what do you do?"

Fu Zhi didn't even follow suit, looking at the three men in black masks with only one pair of eyes left in front of him without a word.

She is fearless, and she has seen through the essential identities of these three people at a glance!

Looking at the girl standing in a lazy and casual posture in front of her, Director Liu sighed with emotion at her flat mentality, as if a cat whose tail had been stepped on had blown its hair, "Who is Director Liu?! What are you talking about?"

"Your head is so bright," Fu Zhi said sincerely, "Next time you pretend to be a killer and bring a wig."

Bald Director Liu: "..."

Careless, no flash!

Director Liu touched his barren place, took off his mask, and stomped his feet in anger.

At this point, Fan Gaoda and Ma Mingquan could only follow the showdown, took off the masks on their faces, and stared at Fu Zhi blankly.

Fu Zhi asked them, "How old are you? Can you be a little more mature to rob with a pencil here?"

Director Liu: "..."

Director Liu flicked his sleeves, held the pencil in his hand and pressed it against his carotid artery, "Don't tell me that it's useless! Just tell me about your exam, can you fill in the test paper for me? correct answer!"

Fu Zhi didn't know whether Director Liu threatened her with his life, or simply put on a show and added a play.

Teachers can turn a blind eye to Fu Zhi's usual style of work, but this exam is different.

It's all related to whether No. 1 Middle School is about to fall out of focus!

A good student in the school must show 100% strength and get full marks in the test!

Don't hold back!

There was no expression on Fu Zhi's face, his eyes were a little cold, and he hummed lightly.

Then he pointed to the pencil on Director Liu's carotid artery, "Put it down, don't let it lie to your death."

Director Liu glanced at Fan Gaoda, and Fan Gaoda patted Fu Zhi on the shoulder, "You must make written evidence first, and you must answer my Chinese test paper well this time! Otherwise, he will show you to death and make you bear the blood debt!"

Ma Mingquan also took advantage of the fire and said: "There is also physics. The steps to solve the last few big problems must be written in detail."

They have all thought about it, if the No. 1 Middle School is really going to fall out of focus, then the top scorer of the seven-school joint exam must be their No. 1 Middle School!

This way you can save face!

Fu Zhi felt "emmm" in his heart, and looked at the three actors, "Have you guys forgotten about the bet again?"

"Oh, I don't think your class can win, I'm afraid you will break the pot and fall."

"...Put down your pencil, I'm going to the examination room to take an exam, and I'll give you the first prize."

"Really?" Director Liu took a deep breath to relax, and put down the pencil, "Then you go, the hope of No. 1 Middle School, let you carry it for the time being."

****

No. 1 Middle School used to divide the examination room for each final exam according to the grades. The last exam room is basically filled with people from Class 20 and Class 21, but this exam is randomly selected by computer, so it is not certain who will be assigned to each class.

In order to ensure the fairness of the joint examination of the seven schools, even the teachers of the seven schools disrupted each other's order and went to other schools to invigilate the examination.

When Gu Yuan's teacher walked into the examination room together with Qian Wenrui and Ma Mingquan, Wang Yu lowered his head and turned around, "I'm so stupid! I'm so scared, Qian Wenrui has changed to become a teacher in Hangyuan ? Why did you come to the No. 1 Middle School to invigilate the exam? The gossip is not allowed!"

Fat Sports Committee rolled his eyelids, wondering if it was just a coincidence that the students in Class 21 were basically divided into the same examination room by the computer.

"Hold on, Xiaoyu. The knowledge is in your mind, let the east, west, north and south wind, don't worry about this old witch! At worst, you can answer the questions quietly by yourself, don't cheat, it's okay!"

Song Fang twirled the pencil, and muttered, "I'm so haunted!"

There were three teachers standing in the examination room.

Gu Yuan's school has always been at odds with No. 1 Middle School. It can be said that except for Ma Mingquan, the other two teachers are not good at it!

Qian Wenrui, as the teacher hired by Hangyuan, this time also because a class of students he brought was going to take an exam in Gu Yuan's school. So she took the initiative to apply and came to No. 1 Middle School as a teacher to invigilate the exam.

Qian Wenrui looked around the students in the examination room proudly, and felt that it was an arrangement of fate that she was facing the examination room with the largest number of people in Class 21.

Laughed, "Tsk, I was still thinking about which class I could invigilate. It turned out that it was everyone in Class 21 who bet with the good students in our class."

The tone was contemptuous and mocking.

No one spoke in the examination room, they all lowered their heads, giving Ma Mingquan a face, and didn't take her seriously at all.

Qian Wenrui used to be capable, but she is no longer a teacher in No. 1 Middle School. There is no need for the students in Class 21 to argue with her about useless things.

Seeing their attitude, Qian Wenrui angrily threw the test paper in her hand on the desk, and said, "I'll tell you the rules of the seven-school joint exam again. If anyone makes me find out that they are cheating, I will write Hand in the file, let him bear the stain for the rest of his life, don't think about it!"

"Mr. Qian, don't get angry." Beside Qian Wenrui, Gu Yuan's teacher persuaded him, and said: "Anyway, they can't pass Gu Yuan in the No. 1 middle school exam. Their strength lies in this. No matter how much they cheat, no matter how much they plagiarize, they won't be able to copy anything." Flowers come."

Qian Wenrui snorted coldly, "Mr. Gao, you don't understand. These students in the No. 1 Middle School, especially the poor ones, are old hands who cheat!"

Gu Yuan's teacher Gao put on a shocked and unbelievable expression, with some sarcasm.

Like Gu Yuan's students, none of them ever participated in cheating in exams.

Fu Zhi held the pencil in one hand and turned it gently, resting on his chin with the other hand.

The raised eyebrows were a bit cold, and she looked in Qian Wenrui's direction with a half-smile.

Ma Mingquan stood awkwardly between the two women.

Before the exam started, I heard the two people's continuous praise, bragging about Gu Yuan's enrollment rate and exam results.

You come and go, one after another, endlessly!

Until the announcement sounded that the roll could be sent.

Only then did Qian Wenrui organize with the teachers in the classroom to distribute the test papers.

The first is a language test.

The papers were distributed downwards from Wang Yu in the front row.

When Song Fang first got the test paper, his nervous hands were covered with sweat, and he subconsciously glanced at the Chinese test paper.

When I saw the Chinese composition, and the reading comprehension test, and the classical Chinese composition, the whole person was stunned.

Then a huge joy exploded in his chest.

Fu Zhi really gave him the right question!

The test questions are exactly the same as those of the test papers he did a few days ago!

It's just that some small questions are asked in a different order.

In fact, the difference between Chinese and other subjects lies in the multiple-choice questions. There is also a classical Chinese essay that does not deviate from the composition.

These are the most important.

Ye Jiu was the kind of person who handed out the test papers and closed his eyes blindfolded, so he didn't even need to read the questions.

Song Fang had done it once, and Ye Jiu, the Wenquxing little koi, had bet on the questions first, so he could write down the answers to these questions almost without thinking too much.

Although Wang Yu and the Fat Sports Committee have not received professional training in copying, they have learned from the teacher these days and have mastered certain skills.

I did it myself first, and then compared it with some of the answers Ye Jiu gave in advance. I scribbled and rewritten it. It seemed that I had mastered some amazing secret technique.

As for Lu Yumo who was accidentally assigned to this examination room.

As soon as the test paper comes out, people are stupid.

What is the order of the multiple choice questions he just memorized?

ABCD?

JQKA?

Wang Zha?

In what order? !

Lu Yumo was already crazy, and when he looked up, he could see Fu Zhi who was quietly answering the questions in his seat.

Fu Zhi really did well this time.

Each question is written very seriously. Try to give a brief introduction to what you are saying and write a few words less when you get points.

Until I saw the Chinese test composition:

1. On Fu Zhi, a 17-year-old Chinese man who subdued the Burmese gangster Matthew, the shock brought to you by An Mixiu and what you can learn from.

2. On the Internet, the author of "Red Sun" is just a 17-year-old female high school student, who is also 17 years old, and the other party has already earned millions of dollars a month. What impact does the other party's outlook on life and pattern have on you?

Select one of the above two materials for analysis, requiring neat handwriting, neat scroll, 800 characters...

Fu Zhi: "..."

So she is going to write an autobiography?

Or brag about yourself?

Or should I pretend that I am not Fu Zhi and write this composition from a third-person perspective?

And, should she remind the teacher who produced the paper that she doesn't earn a million a month, the teacher at least erased a zero for her.

——

Qian Wenrui looked around in the examination room, not to mention any student whispering in the examination room, even if she just raised her head, she would step up to criticize and criticize severely.

Fu Zhi didn't hand in the paper in advance this time, and it was extremely difficult for her to write.

As soon as the bell rang at the end of the exam, everyone put down their pens, and Qian Wenrui ran to collect the test papers wearing a pair of high hats.

After Song Fang handed in the paper, he rushed to Fu Zhi crying, "The answer..."

"Don't say it here." Fu Zhi glanced at Song Fang.

Those eyes were clear and clear, and Song Fang was stunned for a moment, looking at her stupidly.

"Write down the answers to these questions you have done on a piece of paper, and I will give you an estimate after all the subjects are tested. Now take a break and go to dinner later."

"Ah? Oh..." Song Fang obediently followed behind Fu Zhi, and the students in Class 21 all walked out together.

Gu Yuan's teacher glanced at such a mighty scene, turned around and asked Qian Wenrui, "Is that the one who started Fu Zhi?"

"Um."

"I've always wanted to ask, how did she get to Class 21?"

"I'm willing to fall." Qian Wenrui finished speaking out of conscience, then casually flipped through the test paper in her hand, and saw that there were a few students in the test room whose answers to the test questions had a high rate of overlap with Fu Zhi's.

relieved.

After all, Fu Zhi's Chinese performance...has never been normal!