I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 169 Is everything going back to the original point?
07:30 that night.

Standing at the bottom of the teaching building and looking up, almost all the classrooms are locked with the front and rear doors and windows, and it is dark. Even the teacher's office is dark and empty, so you can see the only bright one at a glance. Classroom—Noble class in the first year of senior high school.

In the classroom, the young man with a clear face lowered his head and wrote exercises in silence.

A quiet and open environment has always been what he yearns for.

It's just that now, it seems that something is missing.

Yi Chen's attention seems to be focused on the exercises in front of him, but if he looks carefully, he will find that he is a little absent-minded.

He couldn't help raising his head all the time, looking towards the door with a hint of expectation hidden in his quiet black eyes.

Then the expectation was in vain, the young man pursed his lips, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

In the few days when Ye Ziqing first came to the evening training, Yi Chen always told himself that she was just on a whim and would not come tomorrow.

But she always showed up on time. Seeing his dazed expression, she smiled mischievously: "Aren't you surprised? I'm here again!"

Except for occasionally teasing him with a few jokes, or asking questions that he doesn't understand, the girl is really studying peacefully.

Gradually, Yi Chen has gotten used to having her sitting next to him every evening.

Even if she didn't say anything and just lowered her head to do the questions, it still made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Ye Ziqing told him in the afternoon that he would not come tonight.

The girl seemed to be joking, but a voice in her heart told him that it was true.

It's just that he didn't want to write the letter, and held a sliver of expectation, hoping that it was just something she said deliberately to lie to him, hoping that she would appear in front of him tonight as usual, and ask him with a smile on her face, "Surprised or not? I'm here again!"

Yi Chen even forgot to ask: "Are you not coming tonight, or will you not come in the future?"

Jingle Bell--

The crisp bell sounded according to the time setting.

As if awakened by the ringing of the bell, Yi Chen suddenly looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

Only then did I realize that the time for an evening class had passed.

But the figure he expected to see did not appear.

He suddenly lost the will to continue studying, he breathed a sigh of relief, and began to pack his things.

Put the pen into the pencil case, and finally put the pencil case and books together in the old school bag.

Yi Chen put his schoolbag on his shoulder with one hand, and left the classroom with long legs.

Snapped.

The lights and fans in the classroom were turned off together, and the only light in the entire teaching building was also extinguished.

boom -

When Yi Chen closed and locked the iron door, a gust of cold wind blew in the corridor without warning, carrying a faint smell of water mist.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

In the layer upon layer of black clouds, there are dazzling lightning flashes dancing from time to time.

Rain is coming.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

Yi Chen didn't hesitate any longer, and walked down the stairs at a faster pace, heading for the dormitory building.

Finally got back to the dormitory before the heavy rain poured down.

Yi Chen walked into the dormitory building with his front feet, and the heavy rain came one after another, pouring down on the ground.

The dormitory manager was sitting on the bench with her mobile phone and was chasing the drama. Seeing this, she smiled and said, "Young man is lucky, he almost became a drowned rat."

Yi Chen twitched his lips politely and nodded.

Rumble—crack—

There was another burst of violent thunder behind him.

Yi Chen stopped, turned around suddenly, and looked back.

Behind him, the teaching building with no light in sight stood quietly, blocked by the overwhelming rain curtain.

Yi Chen looked away, and walked back to his dormitory.

——After the midterm exam is over, will everything return to the original point? -
As a key middle school in F City, the efficiency of Hengchuan No. [-] Middle School is absolutely beyond doubt.

Especially the speed at which teachers correct test papers.

The exam just ended on Wednesday, and when the next day was in class, the Chinese teacher walked in through the door with a thick stack of papers.

Seeing this, the students were a little excited.

This was the first time they saw the teacher's speed of correcting papers at Hengchuan No. [-] Middle School, and it was normal to be surprised.

For senior students, it is already used to it.

"Is this our midterm paper?"

"No way, is the teacher correcting papers so fast?"

"Don't think too much, maybe the teacher sent us a test paper for practice."

"Ahhh, my composition is off topic, I don't want to know the score so soon!!"

The students in the audience whispered to each other, and all kinds of voices were heard endlessly.

The teacher put the papers on the podium, but he didn't give a damn, and said directly: "Study committee, come and hand out the papers."

Yi Chen got up, walked to the podium, distributed the papers into four equal parts, and handed them to the four team leaders for distribution.

Ye Ziqing's face was filled with anticipation, and her eyes followed the group leaders who were walking around distributing the test papers.

I saw the young man walking back to his seat from the podium, holding a paper in his hand.

Ye Ziqing thought that Yi Chen was taking his own paper, looked at him eagerly, and asked, "How many points?"

Yi Chen opened the paper, glanced down, and replied: "102"

Ye Ziqing nodded, and said casually: "Oh, 102 points..."

The next second, she froze suddenly.

Ye Ziqing blinked her eyes, raised her head in shock, and asked uncertainly: "The full score in Chinese...isn't it 150?"

He nodded: "Yes."

? ? ! ! ? !
150 out of 102 papers, the big devil only got [-]? ? !

Ye Ziqing suspected that she was dreaming.

Are the questions in that Chinese paper so difficult?
How difficult is it that a college god with the level of the Great Demon King only got 102 in the exam?

Or is it that the Great Demon King is out of order?
At this time, a team leader walked towards her and handed over the paper in his hand.

Ye Ziqing's small heart suddenly rose, thumping wildly, and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

The team leader was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yi Chen hesitantly. Seeing that he was indifferent, he handed the paper to Ye Ziqing.

Ye Ziqing, who was in a tense state, did not notice the strangeness in her eyes.

As soon as she got the test paper, Ye Ziqing couldn't wait to look down at the score.

141
Ye Ziqing: ".........???"

She looked like she had seen a ghost.

Behind him, Si Heng also got his own paper.

"Hahaha, 130 points, not bad, it's within my expectations, what's your score for Guozi?"

As he spoke, he stretched his head and went to Guo Zi's side to look at the test paper he just got.

Like a thief, Guo Zi immediately stuffed the test paper into the stomach of the table, and said in a vicious voice, "Fuck off! Read one hundred times!"

"Who cares~"

Si Heng made a cut and curled his lips. From the corner of his eye, Ye Ziqing was staring at the paper in his hand in a daze. Curious, he stood up to read, "Little Ye Zi, how much score do you have?"

After seeing the score clearly, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "141? Is this you? Am I dreaming?"

Looking at the paper that was filled to the brim, the words written with ink and ink brushes were sharp, neat and elegant, and did not look like Ye Ziqing's writing at all.

(End of this chapter)