"The stage play is good, play the sleeping beauty!"

"Don't know, I've asked about it. The program in Class 5 is Cinderella. The school beauty plays Cinderella. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to hit the subject matter again?"

This makes sense, and their rehearsal time is still short, so they just go up so quickly that they are not going to make a joke.

During the silence, a girl appeared in a flash and suggested:

"Or what else can we have a fresh one? The delicate and tender princess omega can't compare to. Let's have a crazy and cool alpha princess?"

"But there is no girl in our class? It's rare to see a girl?"

"It's really hard to find a woman, but we are still busy with a man's class?"

"Cross-dressing? Good idea, who will fight back?"

I can't mess with a soul question.

The alpha in Class 10 is indeed a little more than other classes, but there are only a few that look good, so everyone turned their attention to the corner of the classroom.

Song Ci was lowering his head to write the question. He was listening to everyone's discussion. At this time, he turned his pen around his fingers and refused with a smile:

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Xiao Lin was so scared that he covered himself:

"Don't think about it, if I want me to play the princess, I will jump from here."

That's all...

True. The sleeping beauty Rong Shiyi was lying on the table and did not express his opinion.

The kind-hearted classmate Song Ci awakened him for everyone:

"Rongrong, what do you think?"

"Um?"

Rong Shiyi raised his head sleepily, and a row of red marks were made on his cheek by the coil of the notebook.

He looked around blankly and found that everyone was looking at him, a little confused, and finally turned his eyes to Song Ci.

"Is that OK?" Song Ci asked again.

Rong Shiyi was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep.

When Song Ci asked, Rong Shiyi knew that she needed to nod her head in exchange for her stable sleep, so she ignored the premise and nodded randomly and responded.

"Be good, keep sleeping."

Song Ci turned back with a smile:

"He agreed."

The onlookers were stunned.

They did not expect that the decision was so easy and sloppy, nor did they know whether the school tyrant's nod in their sleep counted. They did not dare to ask, and after a moment of silence began to discuss the candidate for the prince.

Su Jinyou was the first to raise her hand:

"I! Princess A should be matched with Prince Sweet O!!"

But Su Jinyou's journey to becoming a prince did not seem to be so smooth because she has a strong competitor.

Song Ci, who had just said that he was not interested, raised his hand lazily:

"I want to, too."

Su Jinyou and Song Ci looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he stopped and left the scene in disgrace.

Everyone knows the story of Song Ci and Rong Shiyi, and the role of Song Ci and Prince is quite consistent. No one raises objections, and naturally no one will compete with him.

The starring actor was decided like this. Everyone assigned other roles for the rest of the time and wrote a list and handed it over to Yun Qingqing.

Rong Shiyi was completely unaware of all this. He was still playing chess with Zhou Gong in his sleep. He was not awakened by Song Ci when he was about to take the math exam again.

The examination was located in Director Wang's office, and Director Wang, Yun Qingqing and Yuan Mu were invigilating the examination together. For this reason, Director Wang specially brought a set of small tables and chairs from the warehouse, and also built a vertical desk lamp, which carefully wiped it clean and placed it in the center of the office.

Rong Shiyi sat there, feeling like a suspect who was about to be tortured.

Even now, Yuan Mu still doesn't believe that Rong Shiyi had done the questions himself. He held the paper in his hand and asked it last:

"You admit now that you are at most criticizing me. If you can't write it out later, it won't be good?"

Rong Shiyi resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

He learned from Song Ci, and smiled and reached out to take the test paper:

"Give me the paper quickly. Teacher Yuan. The pen in my hand is already protesting. It said that it wants to write the questions and thinks about it and it is about to catch fire."

Not only math problems, but also annoying skills, he was also a personal master of Song Ci.

Yuan Mu threw the paper onto the small table with a bad attitude.

Rong Shiyi didn't care about these details, so he started reading the questions after taking the paper.

It is fake to say that he is not nervous. Song Ci has mentioned similar questions before the math test papers in the monthly exam, so his sixty points are also lucky. If he does another set of questions, he may not be able to write them out.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Yun Qingqing next to her looked even more nervous than Rong Shiyi herself.

She quietly asked Song Ci next to her:

"Is Xiaohong OK?"

Song Ci was lowering her head to practice the question, but she was a little helpless when she heard this question:

"Don't worry, he can."

The office was surprisingly quiet. Director Wang even whispered in a low voice when he drank tea, for fear of breaking Rong Shiyi's thoughts, so he only had the sound of the tip of the pen rubbing on the paper.

In the end, Rong Shiyi covered the pen cover and stretched:

"I've finished writing."

Director Wang was a little surprised, he glanced at the watch:

"It's not time yet, let's take a look at other questions?"

"That's it, I can't do other questions even if I look at them."

Rong Shiyi played the paper and handed it to Yuan Mu very calmly.

Yuan Mu glanced at him, took out a red pen from his shirt pocket, and went to make corrections.

Yun Qingqing took the opportunity to come over:

"Xiaohong, is the problem difficult?"

"Simple! You can do it!" Rong Shiyi gave a thumbs up.

Since Rong Shiyi only wrote fill-in-the-blank choices and several sporadic questions, the papers were also extremely fast, and the results were already reduced during the time they were talking.

In addition to writing one decimal point in the end, Rong Shiyi deducted two points, and as long as he wrote other major questions, he could get points. Even because he was more than the monthly exam, his final score was higher than that of the monthly exam, with more than seventy points.

Yuan Mu only accepted reality until now.

His face was so dark that he checked it carefully after finishing the papers, and finally he was a little suspicious:

"My office was not locked at noon today, you..."

What this means is to suspect that Rong Shiyi had read the test paper in advance in private??

Rong Shiyi couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't bully others like this. He frowned and was about to refute, but one of them spoke out to stop Yuan Mu's next words.

"Old Yuan! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Director Wang's tone was a little stern, and he glared at Yuan's eyes. He took a sip of tea and said:

"You have blamed the child wrongly and wasted everyone's time. Do you have to apologize? I was wiping my chair today and my waist was flashing!"

Director Wang has a long experience and his words are quite important. Yuan Mu held them in for a long time, but in the end he didn't say any extra words. He patted Rong Shiyi on the shoulder and apologized in awkwardly:

"Sorry, the teacher blamed you wrongly."

Rong Shiyi generously accepted Yuan Mei's apology.

His tail was about to rise to the sky. This seventy was the highest score he had ever had since high school. He wanted to take the paper home and find a frame to frame it.

This guy was so proud that he was still complacent until he left the office:

"Dog, do you see, I got 73 points!"

"See, see, you're awesome."

Song Ci was very perfunctory, and then said cruelly:

"You can forget to write decimal points. You really have it. Since these two points are lost in vain, I will find twenty similar questions to you tonight and send them to me to check before going to bed at night."

Rong Shiyi's expression collapsed:

"Dog, the tactics of the sea of ​​questions are unscientific."

Song Ci disagrees:
To be continued...