Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

After a while, the invigilator walked in and distributed the test papers.

The test in the morning is Chinese.

Huo Yao was quite bald with the test paper.

Among all disciplines, her least favorite is Chinese. Looking at the densely packed texts, it reminds her of the days when she was tortured by the stubbornness of the clan when she was a child.

The room full of ancient Sanskrit books was simply her childhood nightmare.

So after wearing this body, she has an instinctive resistance and dislike of language, so the partiality becomes a matter of course.

He sighed silently, even though his heart was resisting, Huo Yao picked up his pen and began to write slowly.

When the paper was handed in, although the entire paper seemed to be finished, the correct rate...then there would be no score.

In the afternoon, it was the math test. For Huo Yao, this was the correct way to open the test.

It's easy and simple, without any brain power.

She had already been deceived once for the super-gang answering questions, and she was quite careful this time and did not repeat the same mistakes.

After the exam, I went back to the class. Everyone was flipping through the books to estimate what my score would be today.

"Sister Giant, do you feel that today's math problem is particularly difficult?" After probably predicting the shadow of his barely passing grade, he looked at Huo Yao with a sad expression.

But after speaking, she regretted it. This giant ranked first in the national competition, and asked her if she was looking for abuse by herself?

Huo Yao tilted his head to look at Meng Ying, and uttered a rare long sigh, "I find it very difficult to speak Chinese today."

"Puff..." Meng Ying was stunned when she heard this: "Did I have a hallucination? I actually heard a difficult word in your mouth?"

There is still a ‘special’ in front.

"Although I'm excellent, it doesn't mean I'm omnipotent." Huo Yao blinked, his tone light and flat.

Mengying clutched her chest, and was critically hit *N times daily.

"Isn't Chinese the easiest?" Hastily put the topic back on track.

Huo Yao shook his head repeatedly, and said distressedly: "For me, it is the most difficult."

Meng Ying saw that she didn't seem to be speaking modestly at all, and it was as if she had received a heavy news, "Then how many points do you think you can get in Chinese this time?"

"I've finished all the questions, but it depends on luck." Huo Yao dragged his chin with his hand, looking even more melancholy.

I still miss the comprehensive mode test of the "National Knowledge Contest", without having to be bald for Chinese questions alone.

Meng Ying was so shocked that her eyes were about to fall out, "Giant sister, don't tell me, you are partial!!!"

Huo Yao glanced at her, "A normal student will have partial subjects, right?"

"That's the case, but the point is, are you a normal student?" Meng Ying let out a soul question.

Two consecutive competitions have achieved the first results, can this be called a normal student? ! !

Huo Yao lazily took out the Chinese textbook from the desk, "I know you are jealous of my excellence."

The corners of Meng Ying's lips twitched, and her eyes rolled, suddenly a wretched smile appeared on her face, and her voice was a little bit mean: "If you fail Chinese, then your ranking in this monthly test... haha!"

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Child, you look very gloating."

Meng Ying coughed, and quickly closed the corners of her lips with joy, and said solemnly: "That's not true. I just want to finish the exam soon and see the results soon."

Huo Yao chuckled softly.

"By the way, go shopping together after school later?" Meng Ying touched the tip of her nose and turned the subject.

Huo Yao shook his head, and faintly refused: "No, it's a private matter."

Seeing this, Meng Ying didn't force it, and quickly returned to his seat.