Chapter 216 The Position of the First Valet Is Not Guaranteed

"I'm very happy that you guys have this kind of awareness."

Song Yaoyao slapped the paper with her little hand, and happened to see Shen Xun walking slowly from outside the classroom with sleepy eyes. She called out, "Shen Xun, good morning."

Shen Xun was flattered, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at her.

Today, Song Yaoyao's long hair is tied up high, revealing a small, clean face.

I don't know what happened, but it's beautiful and sassy.

"What, what?" He was wary.

Song Yaoyao smiled, "It's just right for you to come, then let's start the exam! Please do your best, and don't live up to my expectations~"

The tail is accentuated, a blatant warning.

Everyone succumbed to her threat, holding the papers sent all the way down in tears, and started the exam.

It's early self-study time. Wang Zhongyun ate too much breakfast, so he came up for a walk twice as a snack.

He stood at the back window and looked over. The girl sitting on the podium had a sullen face, writing and drawing in front of the notebook.

The entire 3rd class has a new look, and several have dyed their hair back to black.

Wang Zhongyun smiled comfortably and left quietly.

This group of children can know that hard work, at least it is not completely helpless.

He also wanted to know what kind of surprise Song Yaoyao could give him in the past two months!

The figure disappeared, Song Yaoyao raised her eyes and looked over, as if she had noticed, the window was empty.

She raised her lips and turned her attention back to the script.

An Feiran was the first to submit the manuscript, and he finished it in less than 20 minutes.

These questions, Song Yaoyao, were specially printed for Class 3 students, so I was going to find out what their foundation was. For a scholar like An Feiran, it is naturally unbearable.

"So fast?"

Song Yaoyao took the paper and turned it over. The accuracy rate was 100%. She patted her forehead, "Yes, this kind of difficulty is too childish for you."

Hearing her praise, An Feiran scratched his head embarrassedly, "It's okay, by the way, do you need any help from me?"

He didn't even dare to look into Song Yaoyao's eyes, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"Um?"

Song Yaoyao closed the book and jumped off the chair.

"Exactly, then please help me invigilate the exam. I have something to do. If anyone cheats, you can write down his name."

Seeing this, Han Jun bit the pen and bumped Shen Xun with his elbow.

Lowered his voice, "Brother Xun, this kid is always diligent, either a traitor or a thief! I don't think his purpose for changing classes is simple!"

Sure enough, it was a class that turned over. He actually finished this kind of problem that made him bald in ten minutes.

The difference between a scholar and a scholar is more than a galaxy? The difference is clearly the entire universe!

Shen Xun cast a gloomy glance at An Feiran, who was chatting and laughing with Song Yaoyao, and pulled his thin lips in disdain.

"Just by him?"

Whoever babbles all day long and blushes when he speaks, still wants to control him?

"Ah-"

An Feiran touched his neck and felt that the podium seemed a little cold.

Song Yaoyao just walked two steps, when he suddenly came back, wrote a series of numbers and handed it to him, "This is my number, call me if you have anything."

"Oh, good, good!" An Feiran blushed more thoroughly, and put away the number as if it were a treasure.

"Damn it, I got all the numbers!" Han Jun stared straight at An Feiran and said, "Brother Xun, if this goes on like this, your position as the first valet will not be guaranteed!"

This kid is obviously competing with Brother Xun for favor.

"Ah……"

Just as Song Yaoyao left, Shen Xun dropped his pen on the back and stood up.

Good evening everyone! Hi Avi Batti!