Chapter 4784: Where was the composition copied?

Zhao Yuanjing thought for a while, Han Yu, this girl, is just a girl with an

awkward personality who has a crush on Zhao Xiaojing, but can't lower her head

to admit it.

There is nothing bad about it.

Whether she is willing to accept it or not, it is a fact that Zhao Xiaojing

died.

Since she discovered the anomaly, Zhao Yuanjing chose to tell him the truth.

Not only her, no matter whoever asks him, he will say.

Including Wan Mei, Zhao Xiahua, Zhou Chuchu, etc.

It's a pity that even Zhao Xiaojing's biological mother and his aunt Zhao

Xiahua, who still loved him, did not find anything unusual.

Regarding his changes, they only assumed that he had finally figured it out

and was willing to study hard.

If you really care about a person, how can you not find the difference between

them?

Sadly, it was discovered that Zhao Xiaojing was no longer there, but an

outsider who had nothing to do with him.

They couldn't find out, and Zhao Yuanjing would not take the initiative to

tell them.

At least for now, it is very convenient for him to take the exam as Zhao

Xiaojing and get close to Yun Dai.

As for Han Yu, she is still a little girl, and her obscure fascination with

Zhao Xiaojing will eventually fade away over time.

Now, simply let her cry.

Zhao Yuanjing put on the headphones and continued to listen to the book.

This time, he listened to the English version of Harry Potter.

Prior to this, he had been exposed to Eastern myths and stories, and it was

also a bit new to the magical world of the West. It was used to exercise

English listening, which was very good.

When he entered the classroom the next day, Zhao Yuanjing saw Han Yu sitting

in his seat and lowered his head to read. He just glanced at him when he came

in, without any expression on his face.

It seems that she really likes Zhao Xiaojing.

After knowing that he was not Zhao Xiaojing at all, he no longer paid any

attention to him.

This is exactly what Zhao Yuanjing hopes to see.

He returned to his seat. Not long after, Chinese teacher Qian Juan ran over

and called directly: "Zhao Xiaojing, come with me to the office."

Zhao Yuanjing had to follow.

A stack of composition paper spread on Qian Juan's desk.

She picked up the top one and stared at Zhao Yuanjing: "Where did you copy

your composition?"

"Copy?" Zhao Yuanjing smiled, "Teacher Qian, even if I write well, you can't

just slander your students without evidence, right?"

Looking at the student's clear gaze, Qian Juan felt a little ashamed in her

heart.

She smiled awkwardly: "Zhao Xiaojing, the teacher is not suspicious of you.

It's just that... the words and sentences in this article are really not at

the level of a junior high school student. The teacher knows that you have

studied very hard during this period. But writing such things, It can't be

improved with a few days."

"Why not?"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "It's only six hundred characters. I just piled

up a few gorgeous rhetoric. When I read and read articles on weekdays, don't I

just remember a few more words?"

Qian Juan was dumbfounded.

Is it so easy to learn?

In order to improve the composition of the students, she did not know how much

effort she took.

In this Zhao Xiaojing's mouth, as long as he remembers a few words and a few

beautiful sentences, he can write a beautiful article?

Qian Juan looked at the words on the composition paper and didn't know what to

say.

"Zhao Xiaojing, how long did your composition take?"

"Um... ten minutes." Zhao Yuanjing wanted to talk about the time for two cups

of tea, but he quickly reacted and quickly converted it into the world's time.