My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful - Chapter 2 We are too weak and have no strength ===

Thinking like this, after sorting out the assignments he received, Li Ziqian subconsciously looked in the direction of Mo Nanbei.

As a coincidence, just as he turned his head, his line of sight collided with Mo Nanbei, who also turned his head to look at him.

"what…"

The sudden look at each other made each other stunned for a moment.

Then, after two seconds of stagnation, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei suddenly continued in unison,

"cooperate?"

"…"

"I write the math, and you write the rest?"

"!!"

Is it okay to say the same thing twice in a row?

Looking at Mo Nanbei's widened eyes, Li Ziqian realized that the expression on his face was probably similar to hers.

It's really... subtle.

And such a coincidence? ? ?

Yes, outrageous.

However, looking at it this way, his tablemate's idea coincides with his!

'A good man.

Wonderful frog, wonderful frog! ’

Subconsciously, Li Ziqian commented on Mo Nanbei in his heart.

"I'm a bit biased, and I think I'll be more reliable in writing mathematics."

Considering that Mo Nanbei was his partner after all and needed to communicate well, Li Ziqian began to reason with her to express the reliability of his math homework.

"It's unfortunate, so am I."

"…"

What is it that can make a beautiful girl put on a cold face and spit out the words "me too" very indifferently.

At this moment, Li Ziqian felt that his worldview was impacted.

After taking a deep breath and making a negligible contribution to the warming of the world, Li Ziqian continued to speak,

"I don't think I can write English very well, but Chinese is really..."

"It's too much trouble, and I don't want to write it either."

When Li Ziqian was hesitating about how to express it euphemistically, Mo Nanbei quickly spoke his heart.

"…"

How did she know that? ? ?

However, seeing that Mo Nanbei had spoken out his true thoughts, Li Ziqian simply stopped pretending and went straight to the showdown.

"So, why don't we write math and get someone else to exchange the answers for the other two assignments."

"Okay, you roll one, I roll two, roll three, you are in front of me and behind."

Without any hesitation, Mo Nanbei agreed and quickly decided their respective tasks.

Incredibly efficient!

And the speed of this answer is as if she had this idea before!

"Do you have a stable partner?"

"Language class representative."

"Unfortunately, I am familiar with the English class representative."

"OK."

The homework of the remaining two subjects was done so efficiently, and the overly smooth cooperation and win-win situation made Li Ziqian's conscience, which had disappeared long ago, a little painful.

"Would this not be good?"

"Clam?"

Hearing Li Ziqian's words, Mo Nanbei turned his head abruptly and gave him an unbelievable look.

"What are you talking about? We are too weak and powerless. Isn't it normal to join forces to help each other?"

"Okay, awesome."

It had to be said that the logic was so self-consistent that he was speechless.

And these words really came into his heart.

Unfortunately, he thought so too.

His previous hesitation was nothing more than 'playing on the spot', wanting to find an accomplice to dispel the trivial guilt in his heart.

—"About what I said yesterday to study hard, but let go of myself today"

"So, aren't you here to let me dispel the guilt in your heart?

No, no, no, no one really does that? "

Mo Nanbei raised his eyebrows slightly and covered his mouth with his sleeves, his brows frivolous and his face full of surprise.

"…"

"Sure, I'm like that?"

"You're not like."

After a while, Mo Nanbei looked straight into Li Ziqian's eyes and added solemnly,

"You are."

"…"

Li Ziqian didn't know what angle to refute this.

With a silent sigh, he chose to write a math paper.

Li Ziqian's comprehensive grades are considered to be above average, consistently in the top 100 in his grade, and occasionally in the top 20.

The fluctuation is so big, mainly depends on whether the exam papers of "recitation and dictation" such as Chinese and English give him a face.

It is said that the problem of partial subjects will be improved after the second year of high school, but after the second year of senior high school, his pressure seems to be much less, but it does not seem to be reduced at all.

After all, if you look at it and analyze it rationally, it seems that no matter what subject there is something that you have to 'read and recite'.

For a lazy person like him, he definitely wouldn't waste time doing something like 'recitation'.

Unless the teacher says that the class will be called and checked one by one in class tomorrow, he will temporarily hold a wave of Buddha's feet or play a wave of cheat sheets that night.

However, for high school students, in fact, as long as they do their homework well, they will copy (demark) a lot of the same type of topics, and most of the content will be memorized.

Li Ziqian's experience on topics has now reached the Mahayana stage. Except for reading questions, arithmetic and other things, he can't help but think. In his opinion, the topics on this set of papers are quite familiar.

Seeing that Pharaoh left three sets of papers in this way, it's not particularly frustrating, at least the difficulty of the papers has been lowered, right?

Although the numbers are more difficult to calculate...

Li Ziqian felt that the numbers on these sets of papers were deliberately released by the teacher of the math group to make people feel bad.

Just when he crossed out the wrong number on the scratch paper for the fourth time, Li Ziqian clearly heard the very irritable voice from Mo Nanbei's side, the signature on the paper.

"Grass."

A clear and well-spoken voice reached his ears.

"…"

Li Ziqian tilted her head subconsciously and looked towards Mo Nanbei. At this time, her brows were slightly wrinkled, the knuckles holding the tip of her nose were a little white, and the movements of writing on the cursive paper became more and more violent.

"…"

Even under this circumstance, Mo Nanbei's profile is very good-looking.

Compared to her usual expressionless face, her current 'irritability' made her feel a little more agile.

Very casually hanging on the sideburns of his face, his long and narrow eyes slightly raised, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and his lips were pressed together because of impatience.

If it is said that human beings are really created by a creator, then Mo Nanbei is obviously the favored one.

Just like him.

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Two self-study classes and writing one and a half sets of math papers were more than enough for Li Ziqian.

Turning to look at Mo Nanbei, who was still writing hard beside him, Li Ziqian decided to write the back of Volume Three as well.

Anyway, the question is simple. He wrote it first. If Mo Nanbei hasn't finished writing it before get out of class, it will not delay their next plan to find others to cooperate and win.