My Sister is Very Obsessive

On Monday, exam week officially arrived.

The school's official website arranges the exams like this: the exams of the freshman and second year are arranged in the morning, and the exam subjects of the junior or senior part are arranged in the afternoon.

Therefore, before seven o'clock, the whole dormitory was noisy.

In their words, it is best to go to the classroom at 7 o'clock for the exam at 8 o'clock. Using the time before the exam and cooperating with the pressure of the exam can completely achieve the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort... Well, in fact, their main purpose is to Get a cheat sheet early.

Although I felt that my review was good, after all, I was affected by their nervousness. Watching them walking around in the dormitory, I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to.

So he kicked the quilt away with one foot and sat up.

After I folded the quilt, I propped up the mattress with one hand, and then jumped lightly to the ground. The whole movement was smooth and smooth. Liu Weiyi, who was wiping his hair with a towel just after washing his head, was stunned.

"Don't your feet hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" I put on slippers at will, "This is not a very high distance, as long as you properly master some basic unloading skills, you can easily do it."

"Great!"

Liu Weiyi gave me a thumbs up with an envious look on his face. After all, who doesn't want to be agile and strong!

"Small scene!" I waved my hands without any humility.

Liu Weiwei sat back in his seat, looked at me who was wearing my coat and was putting on my shoes, and asked, "Have you ever played parkour before?"

"No!" I chuckled and shook my head, "I just watched videos on the Internet before, jumping around in the flower beds in the park for a while, this shouldn't count!"

Afterwards, Liu Weiyi smiled and didn't ask any more questions, while I turned around and went to the balcony after I was dressed.

Jiang Tao was washing his hair, and Zhao Kuo... "Old Liu, get some paper!"

I stood on the balcony and listened to Zhao Kuo's voice from the toilet. I was really speechless. This guy has such a habit, which is really strange.

After calling, he didn't hear Liu Weiyi's response, Zhao Kuo continued to shout a few times, Liu Weiwei still didn't respond, and finally he had to ask Jiang Tao for help.

"Brother Tao, help me with that paper!"

"Wash your hair, wait a minute!"

"I can't wait, my legs are numb!" Zhao Kuo's tone was a bit mourning, "Please call Lao Liu for me!"

Jiang Tao sighed speechlessly, then shouted to Liu Weiwei in the bedroom through the window, "Old Liu, paper!"

"heard it!"

Liu Weiwei, who had finished blowing his hair, responded helplessly, then reached out and took the roll of paper on the table, and tugged a lot, complaining about Zhao Kuo, while walking towards the balcony.

"Has this guy made a habit, every day!"

I was a little speechless, but I still chose to stay silent.

Jiang Tao said that washing his hair before the test can keep his mind clear and help him perform well in the test, so Liu Weiyi washed his hair early in the morning, Jiang Tao washed his hair himself, and Zhao Kuo, who had gone to the toilet, also prepared Shampoo and towels.

They persuaded me to wash one too, which might work wonders, so I washed my hair along with it.

So... early in the morning, everyone in our dormitory washed their hair collectively.

Although today is a general exam, we are not a major, so the teaching building where the exam is located is no longer in the same place.

They seem to be teaching three, and I am teaching one.

When we parted at the fork in the road, I was very surprised that they went directly to the teaching building instead of going to the cafeteria for breakfast.

"Aren't you eating breakfast?"

"Don't eat!" The three of them answered me in unison.

Since they don't eat, then I will eat it myself, thinking, I walked to the cafeteria alone.

There were quite a lot of people in the cafeteria. After queuing up to buy breakfast, I ate and hurried on my way. It was only a few minutes after 7:00 when I arrived for a lesson.

I took out my mobile phone, opened the class group, and found the spreadsheet uploaded by the monitor in the group. The exam schedule was listed on it. Although this thing is also available on the official website, it is clear that the monitor is still very responsible.

He knew that there must be many classmates who were too lazy to search on the official website, so he went directly to the official website to download a copy and sent it to the group file.

"Classroom 311!" I took my phone and walked to the exam room arranged by the school.

Before I went to self-study, I was in one teacher, so I couldn't tell the distribution of the classrooms of the first teacher, but it was very easy to find a classroom. At least I knew where to go after going up the stairs to the third floor. The grade, which way you go is the small grade.

When I entered the classroom, I found that almost all the students in the class had arrived, and none of them were out of line. They were all sitting in their seats, or kept flipping through books, or carrying knowledge points with their eyes closed. .

On the blackboard, there are five slanted characters written on the blackboard: Seated by student number.

So I took out my phone again, downloaded the document about classmates’ information sent by Qun Lao earlier, clicked it after downloading, found the one with the smallest student number in the class, and started counting down along the student number until it reached mine. student ID.

The location is against the wall, and there are students who are not familiar with the students sitting next to me. I am ashamed to say that, because I have never lived in the dormitory of this class, so even if I take a class together for a semester, I can't recognize the whole class. classmates.

Although I can't name them, they sit in the same classroom on weekdays, and their faces are familiar.

As soon as I sat down and was about to take out my schoolbag, the boy in front of me turned his head and asked me with a smile,

"How's your study going?"

"It's okay, it should be fine!"

I didn't pretend to say "I didn't study well, I don't understand anything", although I knew that if I said I didn't review well, it should be easier to open up the topic with them.

After all, everyone habitually said before the exam that they didn't study well, and then they panicked. People don't want to be seen through by others. This is normal.

"Hey, buddy!" Another male classmate who was sitting on my left, across the aisle from me, gently poked my arm.

I turned to look at him.

"When you're done, send some answer sheets to the table. Please brother, I haven't reviewed at all, and now I'm panicking!"

The boy across the aisle from me said with a smile.

I chuckled and nodded, "But I don't promise I'm right!"

Although I know that cheating is not good for others, the teacher often says something bitterly, 'helping a classmate to cheat is to pay him back', but this is from the teacher's point of view. If you are from the student's point of view, it would be stingy not to let others copy it. , it is easy to be despised by the whole class.

Teachers and students are in the relationship between superiors and subordinates, so there is nothing to be targeted or isolated; while students and students are in an equal relationship, that kind of loneliness after being targeted and isolated, if it is not good, it will be in the students Shadows left in my heart.

I don't mind helping him as much as I can.