Chapter two hundred and seventy second: Submitting the paper in advance
Shaking my head, this kind of question can only be considered as the English test questions for first and second grades of Chinese primary schools. Even if I have not been to the United States, this kind of question can be completely scored. I feel helpless about the person who set the question. It's really too
madamadadane.
Now I look so fast that I write, writing constantly, and it is done completely in less than ten minutes. Then I put the pen into the pencil case, yawned, and started to sleep, and I was so sleepy.
Feng, who was sitting not far behind me, twitched his mouth hard. I really don't understand why the two brothers are so different? This younger brother looks like a copy of Cilang, almost anytime, anywhere.
When I was asleep, during the days when I was in school, this person also slept every day, so his relationship with Cilang became better and better, because the places where they slept were in the same hidden place, which was really destined to be together.
As for that brother, he is a top figure, with elegant manners and gorgeous appearance. He doesn't look like two brothers at all. If these two people were not standing together, they had a very similar appearance and top-notch appearance, then anyone would
Can't see it.
I was handing in half an hour, and I finally woke up. It seems that Japan has regulations on handing in advance.
I raised my hand, then pressed the paper and walked out. At this time, Feng also raised his hand and pressed the paper like me and walked out.
However, immediately after Feng, several people handed the test papers in advance, but most of them were girls.
"Qianye, have you finished writing the paper?" Feng spoke with some concern. After all, this person who started to sleep after writing for a while really made people feel that he had only written a few questions.
"Ah." I nodded, and I must have finished writing. This young master emphasizes perfection, and has a beginning and an end, so I will not let go of half of the writing, unless someone interferes with it or there are other situations.
Awesome, Feng now feels that these two brothers are becoming more and more like two brothers, at least they are doing the same perfect and gorgeous.
"Yeah, you two are out too?" Needless to mention who this person is, Mr. Jibu walked over with his robot, Birch. "You guy has finished writing, I have no reason to finish writing."
I wrapped my hands around my chest and looked at Jibu coldly. This guy likes to hit me every time, which is really hateful.
"Tsk, what are you, an unlucky guy, doing these days? You get home so late every day?" As the eldest son of the Jibu family, Jibu naturally slept very late, so even if the house is big, it is in the room.
I still know some things about it.
These days, I’m not filming everywhere. First, there are many dojos in Osaka, and I’m still filming night scenes. Then the most helpless thing is that I have to go to several famous dojos in Kanagawa and Tokyo, but I’ve just been in the past few days.
There is no time to go back to Jibu's house earlier, "The latest dramas are all night dramas."
"Didn't you say that you are not gorgeous guy? You don't have to go out to film." Jibu said a little unhappy. Does Jibu's family have no money to let this guy squander it?
I didn't say anything, and I actually don't know why I wanted to film. Maybe it could relieve my depression. And I still have so many fans, which is not bad.
"Okay, Jibu, we all handed in advance, where are we going now?" Feng said hurriedly. He thought the atmosphere between the two brothers was really weird.
I shook my head and said I didn't know. Because I handed in advance, I still had half an hour to wander around this completely closed school. And because of this exam, the school was all on holiday, and there was no club.
It's so boring.
"Go to the music classroom." Jibu looked at the music classroom over there. He and Feng both had very good musical talents, and I can be said to be a music idiot with incomplete tone, so what did I do?
"I won't go, I don't have the talent for music." I shook my head quickly and prepared to leave the three people.
"Then go to the tennis department!" Jibu was quick-eyed and quickly grabbed me. It was really troublesome. Why did I go to the tennis department? "Jibu, forget it." Feng shook his head and went to the tennis court.
If Tochiya doesn’t play ball with Jibu, then the only one who suffers is himself. He may play ball with Jibu or Huadi. Neither of these two people want!