Chapter 490 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder 8



The next day, Zhao Zhao was sent to the classroom by Xie Zian as usual. When he entered the classroom, his deskmate Shen Xinghe immediately looked at him.

"Why didn't you accept my friend request?" Zhao Zhao's voice came, and without even raising his eyelids, he said calmly, "I didn't notice."

"stand up."

Shen Xinghe had a cold face and met Zhao Zhao's eyes who was standing in the aisle. The two of them confronted each other silently for a few seconds.

The boy's face was still sickly pale. He lowered his eyes and looked at himself on the chair. Shen Xinghe could see some fragility and helplessness on his cold face, and felt a sense of guilt for no reason.

"Squeak" the chair was dragged and Zhao Zhao returned to his seat smoothly. He did not hide his impatience in his eyes.

Shen Xinghe turned around and wanted to say something to him but it got stuck in his throat. He paused and said in an angry voice: "What? Are you unhappy with me?!" I haven't said I'm unhappy with you yet!

Zhao Zhao ignored him and just as she took out her homework book, a crumpled math test paper was thrown onto the tidy table.

"Team leader, have you forgotten what our relationship is?" Shen Xinghe's handsome face darkened. He added Zhao Zhao on WeChat yesterday just to ask questions, but until now, his friend request has not been approved.

"Teach me how to do the exercises."

The two of them are in a study group after the opening exam. According to school regulations, Zhao Zhao has the obligation to tutor Shen Xinghe in his studies.

Zhao Zhao resisted the urge to tear up the test paper, without even giving the other party a glance, and said coldly, "Which question?"

Her cold eyes stared at the scribbled test paper, and when Shen Xinghe spoke, she finally couldn't help but throw it back on his desk.

"It's so dirty."

He spoke word by word, his dark eyes finally glancing at Shen Xinghe, "Next time, give me my homework, be cleaner."

"Bang!"

"Xie Huaizhao!"

The volatile teenager slammed his desk in anger, and the whole class looked over at him, "Don't go too far!"

His face was red from neck to face, and his loud voice and ferocious look made him look very difficult to deal with.

"Is it so difficult for you to teach me how to do my homework?!"

The students who were originally preparing to stop the fight and watch the show were stunned by his words with a tone of grievance. They all felt confused and whispered conversations were heard in the classroom.

Zhao Zhao remained calm in his seat, his refusal attitude unwavering. He said, "Your homework is too dirty. I can't bear to read it and I can't teach you."

He really disliked this study group, but what he disliked even more was Shen Xinghe.

Shen Xinghe clenched his fist and said, "Why don't we go out and have a fight?"

The conversation in the class stopped. Seeing Zhao Zhao actually stood up, the students at the back table who had been planning to watch the show quickly pushed him down and said, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Sit down quickly."

He then looked at Shen Xinghe, who had been staring at Zhao Zhao's profile, and advised, "You don't know his physical fitness. Can he just fight casually?"

At the beginning of the school year, the head teacher reminded the whole class that Zhao Zhao's physical fitness was very poor, and it was naturally Xie Zian who specifically reminded the head teacher.

Shen Xinghe didn't want to hit him. Although he usually disliked this man, it was not to the point of disgust.

Now someone persuaded him, so he went down the stairs.

He sat back in his seat and the class became quiet again. After a while, the class started and the teacher walked up to the podium with a math textbook.

"Have you finished the test papers?"

"Done." The sparse voices of the students below responded to him. Shen Xinghe held his chin with a dark face, looking unhappy.

The math teacher was a middle-aged man in a striped shirt and black-framed glasses. He casually glanced at Shen Xinghe, who stood out from the crowd, and said, "Since everyone's finished, your deskmates can exchange their papers and review them."

After a pause, he remembered something and continued, "We'll tally up the scores while we're at it, and then the study group leader will report the scores to the student council."

A class has a lot of homework and corresponding practice papers. The teacher does not have time to correct so much homework, so usually the students sitting at the same table correct each other's practice papers.

Shen Xinghe was still in a daze when suddenly someone next to him hit his arm. He frowned and turned his head. A neatly arranged test paper was handed to him, and at the same time, the test paper that was clenched in his hand was pulled away by him.

The young man casually glanced at the front and back of the test paper, raised his hand and wrote without hesitation, and a big zero appeared on the wrinkled test paper.

Shen Xinghe:.......

The teacher on the podium had not finished writing the answers yet, but in the corner, his score had already come out.

"Student Councillor, Shen Xinghe scored zero points."

The boy's calm voice echoed amid the sound of flipping test papers.

Zhao Zhao turned around and calmly circled Shen Xinghe's name under the helpless gaze of the person sitting behind her.

This kind of test paper is just an after-class exercise. The reason why the teacher requires the scores to be counted is just to test the students' learning attitude.

Shen Xinghe stared at the indifferent young man and said through gritted teeth, "I'm truly convinced."

He guessed the answers to the multiple-choice questions and left the essay questions blank. Normally, he could get about ten or twenty points by guessing, but today his luck seemed to be particularly bad, and he was the only one in the class who got zero points.

He took the boy's neat test paper, checked the answers over and over again, and didn't find a single mistake. Looking at the full score of 150 written by his own hand, his eyes turned red.

"Have you finished reading it?"

At the side, that impatient voice sounded again, even more angry.

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