" Ah, another test. Didn't we just take the test last week…"
"That's right, I haven't read the book yet…"
The students started to complain. The students had a good relationship with this math teacher who had just graduated, so they dared to express their dissatisfaction in class.
"Hehe, alright, hurry up. It's only 40 minutes. You've already wasted three minutes just now. If there's anything else you haven't finished, continue.”Zhao Ying said with a smile. Although she was not much older than the students, she still had these students under her thumb.
"Sigh!" No one complained anymore. They quickly tidied up the books on the table, took out a ruler, a ballpoint pen, and a stack of parchment.
Yang Ming slowly put away the algebra book in front of him, but his mind was wondering if he could cheat in a while to copy higher scores.
In fact, Yang Ming also knew that cheating in this kind of exam was useless. Although he could get a higher score, when it came to the college entrance examination, the possibility of copying others became zero!
However, Yang Ming made the score higher at this time to make Father Yang happy. As for the college entrance examination, isn't there still a few months left? Let's talk about it then!
The papers were handed out. Looking at the papers with the smell of ink in front of him, Yang Ming really didn't know where to start. He didn't know how to solve the first question. Yang Ming knew this cosplay because it sounded more like Hossein (Sam Hossein) who was killed by the Americans. As for what it meant, Yang Ming didn't know.
Yang Ming habitually took out the glasses case from his pocket. This was his cheating tool, which could only be used when playing billiards or taking an exam. After taking it out, he realized that the glasses had been smashed by the blonde.
F * ck, don't let me see you next time! If I see you again, I'll cut off your penis and hang it on the TV tower! Yang Ming cursed.
Yang Ming was a typical poor student in the class. In order to prevent him from affecting others, the teacher arranged him at a separate table at the back of the classroom near the back door.
Zhang Bing, who was sitting in front of Yang Ming, was actually not very good at learning, but he was much better than Yang Ming. At least, he could pass every time, but Yang Ming couldn't do a single question.
Zhang Bing and Yang Ming had a good relationship. In the past, Yang Ming would wear glasses to copy from him during the exam. After Zhang Bing finished, he would put the paper aside so that he could see it. Now that he didn't have glasses, Yang Ming couldn't see it no matter how good his eyesight was.
Originally, Yang Ming wanted to give up. Suddenly, he remembered that the old man gave him a pair of contact lenses. He couldn't help but have the idea of trying his best.
Yang Ming took out the small box of contact lenses from his pocket...
Yang Ming, what are you doing?" Zhao Ying, who was invigilating the exam, walked to Yang Ming. She saw Yang Ming sneakily take something out of his pocket. She thought that he was cheating, so she immediately scolded him.
If it was another teacher, they might turn a blind eye to Yang Ming. However, Teacher Zhao Ying, who taught mathematics, had just graduated from a normal university this year. Yang Ming was the first batch of students she taught this year, so she was very responsible. Moreover, she had never discriminated against Yang Ming because he was a poor student. She had also seen Yang Ming's file before. The first prize of the National Mathematical Olympiad in Grade Two. This kind of impressive result was impossible for ordinary students to achieve. Intuition told her that Yang Ming used to be a good student, and he was a very smart student. It must be because of something that made him fall.
Zhao Ying also wanted to talk to Yang Ming in her spare time. After all, the age difference between the two was not much, so it was easier to communicate. However, Yang Ming was often elusive. Zhao Ying couldn't find him even after looking for him several times.
Yang Ming was shocked. His hand trembled and he almost threw the contact lens case on the ground. He looked up and saw Zhao Ying staring at him. He quickly said carefully,""Teacher Zhao."
"What are you holding in your hand?" Zhao Ying pointed at the thing in Yang Ming's hand and asked.
"This?" Yang Ming handed the glasses case to Zhao Ying and said,"Glasses!"
Zhao Ying took the small box and opened it. It was indeed a pair of contact lenses. She returned it to Yang Ming,""You're so mysterious with your glasses! Hurry up and answer the questions!"
"Got it." Yang Ming took the glasses case and nodded.
Zhao Ying was Yang Ming's favorite among all the teachers. She was young and beautiful. The most important thing was that she did not roll her eyes at him like other teachers. Instead, she always asked him patiently if he understood. If he did not understand, he could ask her at any time.
This was why Yang Ming was the first to take out his math book when he thought of studying. He felt that he was most sorry for his father, followed by Teacher Zhao Ying.
Yang Ming had an indescribable feeling towards Zhao Ying. Like? Adoration? Or worship? His feelings for Chen Mengyan could be considered as liking, but what about Zhao Ying?
Yang Ming couldn't figure out how many times he had wet dreams about Zhao Ying! It was no wonder that Zhao Ying's figure, which was even hotter than Chen Mengyan's, had a firm chest, and a well-proportioned small waist. It was the sexual fantasy of an adolescent boy like Yang Ming!
Compared to Zhao Ying, Chen Mengyan's appearance was not inferior at all, but she lacked the maturity and charm. She had more of a young girl's innocence.
Yang Ming shook his head and threw these dirty thoughts behind his head. He picked up a contact lens marked L. Even if Yang Ming wasn't educated, he knew that this represented the left eye.
This was Yang Ming's first time fiddling with contact lenses. This thing was more than twice as expensive as ordinary glasses. He had seen others wear it before, and now he also put the mirror on his eyes.
After wearing both pieces, Yang Ming blinked. It felt good and there was no discomfort. He had thought that it was a piece of trash from a street stall, but it seemed that the old man had not fooled him.
Yang Ming didn't know if the degree was appropriate. He looked up and glanced at Zhang Bing's desk. At this time, Zhang Bing had finished answering the multiple-choice questions on the first paper. He placed it at the corner of the table so that Yang Ming could copy it.
Can't see clearly? Yang Ming complained in his heart. What was the difference between this and not wearing glasses?
Yang Ming tried hard to look forward, wanting to see the handwriting on Zhang Bing's paper. Suddenly, something strange happened! Yang Ming only felt a blur in front of his eyes. It was like the autofocus function of a point-and-shoot camera. The words on the paper seemed to be getting closer and bigger. Yang Ming actually saw it clearly!
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