Powerful Sweet Wife

Chapter 143 The exam is really tiring, it's not something people do at all!

Meng Beiye happily took the manuscript paper and compared it with Chi Qiong, but Chi Qiong suddenly turned her head and asked, "Going to eat?"

Meng Beiye immediately put away the manuscript paper and put it in his pocket: "Let's go."

The relationship between the two of them did not know when it became like friends. Pu Yin wanted to call them from behind, but he felt that he couldn't get in at all.

After Qiu Yingyue and Yan Tao, the four of them went to the cafeteria for lunch.

After eating, Yan Tao called Chi Qiong to play basketball again, but Chi Qiong waved her hand and refused.When he called Meng Beiye again, Meng Beiye also refused.

He also had good reasons for his refusal: "My hand hasn't recovered for a few days, do you still want it to hurt?"

Yan Tao looked at the hand gesture of someone who could no longer see the scars, and said "oh" silently.

At noon, students can go back to their respective classrooms for a lunch break. Chi Qiong and Qiu Yingyue went to Class Six, and Yan Tao and Meng Beiye went back to Class Five.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Yan Tao chatted with the other boys. Meng Beiye looked at the draft paper he had taken out, and thought about some hidden way to keep it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, but I saw a turtle was drawn with chalk on the back of a classmate.

Meng Beiye looked at the turtle for a while, then suddenly took off his school uniform, and drew a line inside with a pen.

It's clear and doesn't seem to wash off easily.

Then draw it inside, and lean on his back!

Meng Beiye glanced at the students in the classroom, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately started working with a black gel pen.

Although the gel pen is not as good as a pencil, the characters drawn are very clear.

With draft paper as the original drawing, it will be much faster to copy.

During the period, Yan Tao turned around and asked Meng Beiye what he was doing. After Meng Beiye glared at him, he didn't dare to speak again.

The temperature gradually increased at noon, and the students in the classroom all lay on their desks and began to sleep.

As soon as Yan Tao got back to his seat, he was shooed away by Meng Beiye, so he had no choice but to lie down on the other vacant seat to sleep.

Holding the pen in his hand, Meng Beiye depicted his characters stroke by stroke.I don't know why, as he was drawing, he didn't even need to look at the manuscript paper. The appearance of Chi Qiong sitting upright and writing was clearly engraved in his mind.

After Meng Beiye finished the last stroke, he picked up his school uniform and looked at it.

The person on the clothes gradually overlapped with the figure in my mind, and they became bright and pretty.

Meng Beiye raised his lips, thought for a while, then took out Yan Tao's red pen, and drew a little heart beside it.

It's just that after he finished painting, he felt his face was hot, so he quickly picked up his school uniform and went to the window.

Facing the sun, the handwriting on the clothes dried quickly.Meng Beiye touched it and put on his school uniform immediately after finding that the color would not fade.

The figure picture was pasted on his back, and Meng Beiye only felt his back was a little hot.

After spending the whole noon in his mind, the afternoon exam came again.

This time Meng Beiye didn't draw a picture, but slept on the table.

The invigilator knocked on his desk several times, but each time he woke up and fell asleep within two minutes. In the end, he didn't know whether he had handed in a blank paper or not.Or, I don't know whether to write my name on the test paper!

It was only after school in the afternoon that Meng Beiye breathed a sigh of relief.

Exams are really tiring, this is not something people do at all!

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After two days of exams, the school specially gave the senior one and senior two students a holiday, and also freed up time for the teachers to grade the papers.

(End of this chapter)