I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

In the blink of an eye, it's the day of the midterm exam.

The results of the third year of high school have attracted much attention, because this is the last year of their hard work.

During this time, Sister Yu became more and more optimistic about Ling Xing's grades, because Ling Xing's grades in the two mock exams before the mid-term once showed signs of surpassing Pei Yan and reaching the first place in the grade.

Speaking of the second and third classes this year, it is also strange, the top three in the entire second grade are almost all in the second and third classes.

This made the teachers in other classes so envious that they shed tears.

Ling Xing and Pei Yan's grades are very stable, but Ji Yan's grades have not been very stable, and it is the same in these mock exams, his grades fluctuate from high to low.

In fact, everyone is studying very hard, but there are always some people who work the hardest. Learning is all about quantitative change leading to qualitative change, and the college entrance examination has always been the fairest competition.

Whether you work hard or not, your report card will be in your eyes.

On the first day of the midterm exam, Ling Xing passed it safely.

The second day of the midterm exam was still safe and sound.

On the third day of the midterm exam, there was only half a day of exams in the morning, and there was still the last subject left.

One day, when Ling Xing was concentrating on checking the test papers after finishing the questions, the invigilator came over and tapped her desk twice.

Ling Xing looked up and saw a strange invigilator wearing glasses saying to her: "Classmate, a classmate reported you for cheating in the exam. I'm sorry, we need to check."

The tone of the invigilator can be considered gentle, because they only received a report, and according to the regulations, the report is to be confirmed.

Ling Xing remained calm on the face, but there was a thud in her heart, as if her heartbeat had dropped a beat. She knew that what should come had finally come.

After a moment of panic, she became calm. Anyway, she had already prepared herself, so she had nothing to be afraid of.

During this period of time, Qiu Yilin imitated her handwriting stroke by stroke, even imitating her habit of stopping pens, how could it be without purpose?
And since Qiu Yilin has such a clear purpose, how could she not use it?She endured it for so long, after all, it was because of this midterm exam.

What do teachers and students care about most?
is grades.

What do students want to see most?
Xueba fell to the altar.

Compared with acknowledging the excellence of others, more people hope that the excellence of others is achieved by certain means, and they hope to expose this disgraceful means, so as to enjoy the process.

At this time, they will have a mentality, so what if I am not good?
At least I rely on my own efforts, he is excellent, but he relies on some rubbish methods that are not on the table...

Qiu Yilin's rank is a bit higher, and this is what she wants.

But since Ling Xing had expected this, how could he sit still?

Ling Xing laid the test paper flat on the table, stood up and stood in the aisle as the invigilator said.

The invigilator made a comprehensive inspection of Ling Xing's desk, pen, ruler, and eraser. After some inspection, he found nothing abnormal, and then he called the female invigilator beside him.

The female invigilator also collected the test papers at this time, she walked to Ling Xing's desk, and also collected the test papers that Ling Xing had finished, and took a special look at Ling Xing's name before collecting them.

Cheating in the proctor must be to see if there is a cheat sheet hidden in Ling Xing's sleeves and pockets, and if necessary, it even depends on whether there is a cheat sheet written on Ling Xing's arm.

Ling Xing was not afraid of the crooked shadow, and when many students did not leave the classroom after handing in the test papers, but turned around frequently, she calmly accepted the female invigilator who made a series of checks on her sleeves and pockets .

Nothing.

Including her arms and palms are all clean, there is no cheating at all.

Seeing this, the two invigilators sincerely apologized to Ling Xing: "I'm sorry, this student, it's our responsibility to check it out after receiving the report. Now we can prove that you really didn't cheat."

Ling Xing lowered her head, and after a long time, she nodded, as if her self-esteem had been humiliated.

The two invigilators couldn't bear it. After they looked at each other, the female invigilator couldn't help comforting Ling Xing: "Classmates, don't worry, I will tell your class teachers, including the dean, about this, and you will definitely be thorough. Return your innocence."

Ling Xing raised her eyes, her eyelashes were a little wet, and she asked the invigilator pitifully: "Teacher, it's not the first time that I've been reported for cheating. I want to know if the other party is a girl in my class. , because she reported me for cheating last time."

The two invigilators looked at each other again. There seemed to be a flash of surprise in their eyes, but they still shook their heads at Ling Xing: "Sorry, classmates, we can't tell you about the information about reporting classmates."

Ling Xing nodded in frustration, packed up the stationery on the table, turned and left the examination room.

Of course she knew that the proctor would never tell her who reported her cheating.

The reason why she asked this question was that all she wanted was to bury this seed of doubt in the heart of the invigilator.

Why do the same people keep reporting her for cheating?Why did she report her cheating twice without finding any evidence?
Did the person who reported it actually see her cheating?Where is the evidence of her cheating?
After the exam, Ling Xing returned to Class [-] and [-]. There was no one in the classroom at this point. She tidied up her books on the desk, put her schoolbag on her back and left.

She also wanted the teacher to know that sometimes watching with a cold eye would chill the hearts of the students.

……

After estimating the grades, Ling Xing spent a weekend at home with peace of mind.

She didn't go to class when school started on Monday, and it was the same on Tuesday, and she still didn't go to class on Wednesday.

Sister Yu called her for three days in a row, but Ling Xing gave the same reason: "Teacher, I'm not feeling well, and I can't go to class yet."

Of course she has a way to go to class, but she just doesn't want to go to class.

Why should Qiu Yilin report her, and she will suffer?

Why did she endure the strange eyes of other students because of the false report?Why did she have to endure being framed again and again?
On Wednesday night, Ling Xing asked Zeng Zhile to bring back all the books she left at school.

It was already late at the end of evening self-study, Ling Xing and Shi Shu waited for Zeng Zhile at the intersection where Zeng Zhile must pass after school.

Zeng Zhile quickly ran over, and she handed the book bag in her hand to Ling Xing, and then said worriedly: "Xing Xing, you really don't study at F High, do you?"

Ling Xing took the book and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you think I won't study at F High anymore?"

Zeng Zhile took Ling Xing's hand and shook it gently, her face was obviously sad: "When I was packing up your books today, Pei Yan said that you might never come to class again after you pack up your books at this time. It says you may have been chilled by the school's inaction."

Ling Xing remained calm on the surface, but he couldn't stop praising Pei Yan in his heart.

Pei Yan's divine assist is simply a surprise. What she has done these days is what she wants.

Ling Xing didn't answer.

Seeing it, Zeng Zhile cried even more sadly.

Seeing that Zeng Zhile was really sad, Ling Xing comforted her: "Don't worry, we still have to take the college entrance examination together, nothing will happen."