On the last day of exams, politics in the morning and foreign languages in the afternoon.

Ouyang Zhen is still very handy in the political test paper, except for some things that are memorized by rote, so many years of political study are not in vain.

She didn't have much confidence in the English test in the afternoon, and she was still confident that she would get some marks in politics.

An Qian saw that Ouyang Zhen was like a god in writing, and she couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

She hastily read the political exercises, and if she answered them well, she should be fine with seventy or eighty points.

If these points are really smoothly obtained by Ouyang Zhen, then even if she can't be admitted to a junior college, what if she is admitted to a technical secondary school or technical school?

She hated Ouyang Zhen to death, and her biggest hope was to let her fall off the list directly, and the score line would not pass.

It's a pity that the two are far away, and there are people in between, and she wants to frame her for cheating or can't do anything.

An Qian bit her lip, her eyes rolled around quickly, and she immediately had an idea.

She must finish answering in front of Ouyang Zhen, and then use some small means to interfere with her.

An Qian lowered her head and hurriedly began to answer the question.

Ouyang Zhen didn't know what the hell An Qian was thinking in her heart behind her, she was completely immersed in the sea of questions, and all kinds of sounds in the classroom seemed to be automatically blocked.

People usually like to look at good-looking things, and among the candidates in this examination room, Ouyang Zhen's appearance and clothing are the most outstanding.

The two invigilators patrolled back and forth, and they would inadvertently focus on Ouyang Zhen's body.

Ouyang Zhen didn't pay attention to this at all, her whole mind was on the test paper.

When she was still a few questions away, she suddenly heard the screeching sound of moving tables and chairs from behind.

She subconsciously turned her head to look over, and saw An Qian's cold and provocative eyes, even through some candidates, they shot straight at her.

Ouyang Zhen pursed her lips and turned her head back decisively.

No matter what An Qian's intentions are and how she provokes herself, she can't delay answering the question because of her.

The account between the two can be calculated by waiting until the afternoon exam is over.

When they are scolding or beating, he will accompany them to the end.

An Qian saw that Ouyang Zhen was not affected by her at all, and continued to brush and write seriously, she deliberately shook the wooden chair again, and coughed loudly at the same time.

Her actions, not to mention whether they affected Ouyang Zhen, at least affected some of the candidates sitting around her.

Not everyone in the classroom worked hard to write, and there were some people who came to make soy sauce, and one of them even had a big brother who slept on the table and was drooling and snoring.

But these are not enough to affect others, An Qian really did it.

A girl sitting in the back row of An Qian finally couldn't bear to muster up the courage to raise her hand: "Teacher, this classmate in front of me is too noisy, either deliberately moving the table and chair or coughing." ”

An Qian took advantage of the fact that the invigilator had not come over, and glanced back at her with a good look: "I can't sit comfortably and move off the stool?" Do you care about the heavens and the earth or the cough? ”

The girl in the back seat puffed out angrily: "Why are you like this!" "She was unlucky to sit behind such an unqualified person.

The invigilator was a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, she pushed her glasses and looked at An Qian with a serious face, and by the way, she glanced at the paper on her desktop and said, "This classmate, even if you finish answering the questions, pay attention to the discipline in the examination room and don't affect other students." ”

The invigilator didn't leave after that, just stood in the aisle.

An Qian suddenly became a lot more honest.

Ouyang Zhen didn't look back and knew that An Qian was beating Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, and a sneer crossed the corner of her mouth.

If An Qian thought that this would affect her, then she would be too pediatric......

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