From Tong Su's perspective, he was walking slowly towards her, and every time she looked up, he was looking at someone else's answer sheet.
However, 666 can see everything from God's perspective, so it easily saw that the man, who looked fierce and cruel, was actually secretly glancing in the direction of the young lady!
Every time the girl looked up, he would quickly turn his gaze away to look at someone else. But as soon as the girl stopped looking at him, he would stare at her without blinking, his eyes fierce and greedy like a wolf, looking like he had ill intentions!
[Scheming! Cunning! Boss, you never knew you had this side to you! Huo Huo, look at him! I never imagined the boss was like this!]
It screamed and called out to Huo Huo, but the little fat bird ignored it. It turned around and saw the little fat bird fast asleep, hugging the arrow.
Those were weapon arrows that Tong Su had placed in her spatial storage. She had drawn them using weapon vouchers, but she hadn't used them much. However, the little fat bird had its eye on them and had repeatedly taken them out and brought them to its nest to sleep with.
Seeing this, Tongsu didn't care anymore. Since she didn't need it, she let Huohuo take it and play with it.
666 couldn't get Huo Huo to listen, so she just pouted and continued watching the mission livestream.
When Tong Su looked up with a smile, Jin Wenting sensed something. He pretended to be indifferent, as if he really was there to inspect the examination hall, walking around and stopping to observe the students' answers.
Just then, he walked up to Xu Yincheng, Tongsu's classmate. Xu Yincheng was engrossed in writing the imperial examination and didn't even notice Jin Wenting approaching.
The instructor whispered, "He's one of the most outstanding students in our county school. If the exam is within the scope of the Five Classics, he's always either first or second! Even in the whole province, he'd rank among the best..."
Jin Wenting didn't like the literary Four Books and Five Classics, but he had at least read them several times. Looking down, he knew that what the instructor said was right.
The student wrote with utmost care, each stroke meticulously. He had already finished explaining the topic and was now writing his lecture. The content was detailed, closely related to the topic, and very well written.
He couldn't help but feel a little worried. From the urgent letter from his subordinate, he learned that Qingzhai was going to compete with the students of the county school. This disciple wrote well, but what about her?
He had confidence in her, but his deep concern for her still made him unable to suppress his nervousness.
“However,” the instructor smiled, “the best writing is actually here!”
With a stretched-out hand, directly in the direction of Tongsu's cell!
Jin Wenting's heart skipped a beat, and he wished he could walk over immediately. He coughed twice, looking completely unconcerned, and said, "Then let's go take a look."
When they reached the cell number, they didn't look at Tong Su first, but instead turned to Yao Jinrong's cell number, which was opposite Tong Su's.
On the snow-white paper, not a single word was missing. Sitting at the desk, Yao Jinrong gripped the pen, sweating profusely, his face pale, and his body trembling like a leaf.
This is the person the Hong Kong Economic Journal was referring to as the one who led the way in making things difficult for those who practice vegetarianism?!
The man's eyes flashed with a ferocious, wolf-like coldness, and his whole body exuded a deadly killing intent, like the cold glint of a blade, ready to cut the person opposite him in half at any moment!
Yao Jinrong looked up as if he had a premonition, and immediately saw the murderous intent in Jin Wenting's eyes. His mind went blank, his heart felt like it was being squeezed, he had difficulty breathing, and his whole body felt as cold as if he were immersed in ice water.
This person wanted to kill him—
"Oh, so you're also a student from the county school?"
He heard the man's cold, deep voice, tinged with a hint of sarcasm: "What are the admission standards for the county school? Does someone who can't even write a single word deserve to be admitted to the county school?"
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