"Brother Wu's family seems to have a lot of 'bookboys', and they copied it two hundred times quite quickly."

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids, nodded, and glanced at the students of Suixing Hall behind Wu Peiliang.

Wu Peiliang's stiff lips pulled into a smile, and he shook his head with a sighing expression.

He tried his best to soften his voice and said calmly:

"Oh, I was just about to talk to Brother Zhao."

Wu Peiliang paused for a moment, then turned to look at the classmates behind him who came to help, with an even bigger smile on his face.

He immediately suppressed the complacency in his heart and looked sideways at Zhao Rong.

"I am not talented, and thank you for your love and support from my friends and classmates. I couldn't bear that I was distracted by copying books when the big exam was about to affect my results in the exam, so after class, you all came to me one after another to ask for some copied books.

I’m doing a lot of work to help you share the burden.”

Wu Peiliang turned around and bowed his hands to the large group of Suixingtang students who were following behind him, with a grateful look on his face.

All the students also returned the gift one after another.

Zhao Rong watched with cold eyes.

Wu Peiliang sighed with emotion.

"Well, thanks to our straightforwardness, unity and friendship, and classmates helping each other, I don't have to pay too much attention to such boring trivial matters these days. I can spare time to prepare for the big exam. Next, I will prepare for the big exam.

We will contribute to Suixingtang’s major exam rankings.”

Wu Peiliang turned and squinted at the discarded manuscript paper.

"It's just that I thought that although Mr. Zhao Da is just here to mess around, you should also be able to understand your own position, know what is the school's top priority and what are the details, be able to focus on the overall situation, and understand that my classmates and I are

It was a last resort and expedient, but I didn’t think of it.”

He took a step forward and his voice suddenly became cold:

"Huh, Mr. Zhao Da is so ruthless. Doesn't he take himself too seriously? He doesn't take me and my classmates seriously!"

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the Suixingtang students who came with Wu Peiliang looked unhappy.

Just like Wu Peiliang said, whether it is Zhao Rong's calligraphy class or the daily conflicts between Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang.

Most of them honestly followed and watched.

Because these are all based on the basis that they are beneficial to the results of the Suxingtang examination and at least do not hinder the examination.

This is also the sense of collective honor that Yu Huaijin has always created.

But right now, there is a conflict between Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang.

When the big exam is coming, it seems to the students that one party's willfulness will affect the results of Suh Xing Hall's big exam.

Because Wu Peiliang ranked among the best in Suixing Hall in the past two major exams.

at this time.

The students of Suixing Hall looked aggressively at Zhao Rong who threw their manuscripts casually.

Wait for him to give a reasonable explanation.

only.

What Wu Peiliang and others never expected was...

Zhao Rong, who had been silent all this time, looked at them with strange eyes.

Then he nodded directly without thinking, agreeing with what Wu Peiliang just said.

"Well. You guys..." Zhao Rong looked at the people in front of him and said without any tact: "It's really not good."

Wu Peiliang: "???"

Students of Suixing Hall: “…………”

Wu Peiliang wondered if he had heard wrongly. Why was the guy in front of him so arrogant? Why was he so arrogant? How dare he be so arrogant?!

He snapped, "You..."

"Shut up."

Zhao Rong frowned and interrupted.

Wu Peiliang choked on his words,

Zhao Rong rolled up his right sleeve, made a fist with his right hand and placed it horizontally in front of his abdomen.

He suddenly said: "Who are you?"

Wu Peiliang opened his eyes and his face turned red.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, shook his head and explained, "Oh, I mean, every time you take a big exam, where will you rank in this Suixing Hall?"

Wu Peiliang then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

But he sneered at this question.

Disdainful to answer.

Zhao Rong saw this and looked seriously: "First?"

Wu Peiliang snorted lightly and did not answer this question that he knew he was asking.

Is the guy in front of me really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?

With Yu Huaijin here, except for her calligraphy skills, she has perfect scores in almost all subjects. Who dares to be ranked first in Suixing Hall?

Zhao Rong's tone still contained some hope, "Second?"

Wu Peiliang frowned slightly, but still said nothing.

Zhao Rong's question made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

However, it is also very close to Wu Peiliang’s true ranking.

In the two major exams, his best one was third place. However, he made some small mistakes in the last major exam and only finished fourth.

At this time, Wu Peiliang snorted again.

Immediately, he raised his chin slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong with some pride, waiting for Zhao Rong to guess the correct answer, which was already close to the correct answer.

"Not even the second child." Zhao Rong shook his head with a disappointed tone, "Brother Wu...that's it?"

Wu Peiliang's old face darkened.

What do you mean you are not even the second child!

Could you please pay more attention to your wording? Why is it like swearing?

The same thing happened when I asked him where he ranked.

besides……

Wu Peiliang opened his eyes wide and took a closer look at Zhao Rong's regretful expression.

He took a deep breath.

The students behind him couldn't help but be speechless when they heard Zhao Rong's regretful tone and saw this scene.

Hiss, you are so good at pretending it all by yourself.

Good guy, what are you not good at doing and pretending to be the first?

Wu Peiliang couldn't control his anger.

As the number one student in Suixing Hall among the six classes, the top three and top four students in the assessment, in the eyes of you, the talented student ‘Mr. Zhao Da’, you are not even qualified to be mentioned, right?

At this time, Suixing Hall became strangely quiet.

Whether it was the students who came to stand with Wu Peiliang or the students who were watching from their respective seats quietly.

They couldn't help but fell silent.

All eyes fell on the young student with a calm face.

Zhao Rong got the answer he wanted to know from everyone's reactions.

"I thought... how awesome it was." He shook his head, ignoring the dissatisfaction and anger of the people around him, and sighed to himself.

Wu Peiliang: "Zhao Ziyu! You..."

"Stop you, what are you doing?" Zhao Rong curled his lips and interrupted.

He said indifferently: "Okay, if you don't have a dick, you won't have a dick. Just make do with it."

Wu Peiliang's face turned the color of pig's liver, but he quickly reacted, suppressed his anger, and tried to keep his face as calm as possible.

Don't be angry, whoever gets the fuck first will lose.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao Da has such a loud tone."

"Don't scream. You'll know if it's big or not. You'll know after trying it." Zhao Rong thought for a moment and chuckled, "I'm talking about the tone."

Wu Peiliang: “…………”
To be continued...