She definitely wouldn't let her, and she dared to greet him so nicely.

The elevator opened in front of the two of them.

Jiang Xingyuan glanced at Ruan Yingyin coldly, ignored her greeting, and walked into the elevator by herself.

Ruan Yingyin also went in.

Jiang Xingyuan raised his chin, looked bad, and said fiercely: "Go out, wait for the next shift."

Ruan Yingyin paused, took a step back, and gave Jiang Xingyuan a strange look.

Animals are very sensitive to the surrounding environment. Ruan Yingyin felt that today's Jiang Xingyuan, although his face looked very bad, his tone was also very impatient.

But his breath was peaceful.

She grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, not quite understanding why, and shook her head in confusion.

**

The school that Jiang Xingyuan drove to, and the subway that Ruan Yingyin sat on.

So when Ruan Yingyin arrived, Jiang Xingyuan had been sitting in his seat for a while.

At this time, there are still 15 minutes before the morning reading. The Chinese and English class representatives are sending out the test papers for the monthly exam. The students in the class are picked up by the driver at home, so basically they are already sitting in their seats.

When Ruan Yingyin came in, the class was strangely quiet, and all eyes fell on Ruan Yingyin.

While managing the sun umbrella in her hand, she noticed everyone's gaze, revealing a row of small white teeth, and smiled embarrassedly.

Everyone must know that she won the first place in the exam, that's why everyone sees her that way.

This kind of mood is similar to that if Yang Tongyu passed the exam first, when Yang Tongyu came in, she couldn't help but look at Yang Tongyu a few times.

Ruan Yingyin understood, so she behaved in a graceful manner with a slight smile on her face.

It's not a smug smile, it's still a little modest, soft, and a smile that makes people feel good.

She walked quickly to her position.

Jiang Xingyuan took the language paper in his hand, glanced at Ruan Yingyin, and gave in slowly and methodically.

Ruan Yingyin walked in against the wall. She took off her schoolbag and was about to take out the book when her eyes floated and she saw the test paper in Jiang Xingyuan's hand.

Familiar handwriting and curly face.

"Student Jiang, is this my language paper?" she asked after deliberation.

"Well." Jiang Xingyuan glanced at it, then turned to look directly at Ruan Yingyin's composition.

He wanted to see how Ruan Yingyin wrote this perfect composition.

Jiang Xingyuan has ten lines in one eye. The more he looked, the more surprised he was in his eyes.

Ruan Yingyin's composition is written from the perspective of a hamster. The newborn hamster was almost bitten to death by its mother, and then rescued by the owner's grandmother and took good care of it.

It described the incident of two grandmothers taking care of the little hamster.

So Ruan Yingyin's composition is about the grandmother's love for the little hamster.

Jiang Xingyuan thought of the situation of the Ruan family. Ruan Xudong treated Ruan Yingyin like a hamster mother to a hamster.

And the grandma, the owner of the hamster, is Ruan Yingyin virtualized, or does it really exist in reality?

Jiang Xingyuan looked at Ruan Yingyin.

Ruan Yingyin looked at Jiang Xingyuan's hand holding the test paper.

The way he held the paper was not very particular, and the pages had shallow creases.

"Can you return the paper to me?" Ruan Yingyin paused for a while and couldn't help it.

Jiang Xingyuan followed and looked at the paper that was folded in his hand, thinking about Ruan Yingyin's unique obsessive-compulsive disorder in this life, and smiled.

It's just that the smile is a little deep, mixed with something.

Ruan Yingyin has changed so much in this life that he has to go and see what has changed Ruan Yingyin in this life and become the first butterfly.

He happened to be going to H city tomorrow. Ruan Yingyin lived in H city before, so he might leave something behind.

While thinking like this, he casually raised the paper in the air: "Why, the 150-point Chinese paper, can't I learn it?"

Ruan Yingyin said silently in her heart: No

She pursed her lips, forced herself to turn her head back, took out the textbook from the book, and said softly, "Okay, but be careful not to break my paper."

Jiang Xingyuan suddenly felt a little dull. He returned the paper to her.

Ruan Yingyin breathed a sigh of relief, the first thing was to smooth the crease.

Then there are the English papers.

The representative of the English class glanced at the grades above and walked over with a strange tone: "Ruan Yingyin, 130 points."

Jiang Xingyuan stretched out his hand and glanced at the other party with a gloomy expression: "Bring it here."

The representative of the English class quickly handed the test paper to Jiang Xingyuan.

Jiang Xingyuan held the paper and spit out a word: "Go away."

The class representative didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly left.

130 points of English can only be considered relatively good in all grades. Compared with Ruan Yingyin's grades in other subjects, English can be regarded as her weakness.

Jiang Xingyuan glanced casually and found that Ruan Yingyin's English level was indeed not good.

She can get a high score of 130 because she has mastered the scoring routine.

In terms of reading comprehension, he estimated that she did not understand the meaning of the original text at all. When she was doing the questions, it was like playing Lianliankan.

Put the question and answer options together with the original text, and choose the one with the same consecutive words.

She basically chose the wrong topic when it came to understanding the meaning of the original text.

The English composition is even more, from the beginning to the end, almost all the classic example sentences, memorize it, change it a little, and write it on the top, it is a high-scoring composition.

Opportunity.

In this way, if you are lucky, you can get 130, and if you are unlucky, it may be 100.

Jiang Xingyuan snorted lightly and threw the test paper over.

Ruan Yingyin hurriedly took it over.

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