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On the day of the exam, I felt that my hand had pretty much recovered so I removed the splint.

Since there was no wind or rain, I ran my usual laps around Dongshan Lake.

When I was running, I saw the kung fu shirt gramps.

I took the initiative to say hello:

“Gramps, my hand is healed. Should I learn the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms first, or the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi?”

The old man gave a blank look: “Soone as talkative as you can only learn the Monkey Fist.”

After carefully sizing up, he waved his hand and said: “No, no, based on your running posture, I know your left hand has not fully recovered, it would take at least two more weeks.”

I was very surprised: “I feel better! I’m not even afraid of getting into a fight!”

The old man remained unmoved: “It’s fine for a fight, but it’s not fine enough to learn my kung fu! Stop jabbering, continue your run! Co talk to after two weeks!”

I pouted and went to take the exam after three laps.

The examination room and seat number was assigned according to the overall ranking of last year’s final exam.

Because I scored poorly last year (especially the physics exam, where I only finished half the test. I didn’t realize there were questions on the back. At the ti I felt it was beneath , I thought middle school physics was only at this level), so I was assigned to the 4th exam room, 10th seat.

This was basically the area of the worst students in the whole school. Even a moron like Li ErLeng was also present.

In addition, Xiao Qin, who had just transferred and does not have a grade from last year, was also assigned to this room.

She was seated right behind ...

“Haha, it’s really a fateful arrangent...” Xiao Qin looked at my back and acted like a love struck idiot. I didn’t pay any attention to her.

The first test was the wretched language exam.

Filling in the blanks was the most annoying problem type, and it still tornted this ti.

In an exile area like the 4th examination room, if there was a question you didn’t know, there was no way to copy others before, since they might not be right.

But today was an exception, Xiao Qin, who was unexpectedly in the 4th examination room, is very good at the liberal arts.

So I sat a bit straighter, while the invigilator wasn’t looking, I whispered to Xiao Qin:

“How do you write the character “磐” from the word boulder?”

Xiao Qin used her finger to write the character on my back.

Bastard, are you screwing with ? Such a complicated word, let alone through the clothes, even if you wrote it directly on my skin, I wouldn’t know how to write it!

“Hey, stop drawing on my back! After you finish, just pass a note!”

“Okay o (>_

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