Chapter 075

"What is it?" The invigilator came to Qiao Nan's side.

"Teacher, the three pens I prepared are all broken. I can't write. Can you lend me a pen?"

"This..." The teacher is embarrassed for a moment: "my side only has the red pen, which one of you has the redundant pen to be able to borrow?"

In the face of the invigilator's questions, the examination room was silent. Everyone just wrote their own compositions in silence. No one answered the teacher. Some people secretly put their extra pens in order to avoid being asked by the teacher.

Sit in the same examination room, but there are only a few winners. Everyone is a competitor. Who is willing to lend the pen.

At least the students in this examination room are not willing.

"This..." In this case, the teacher is also in a dilemma. He has to invigilate the exam and cannot leave. Other students are unwilling to borrow it. He can't rob it for a strange student.

Qiao Nan took a deep breath and took a sip: "teacher, I can't really do it. Can I borrow your red pen?"

"No, the rules set out above in this composition competition must only be written in blue and black, but not in red." Unfortunately, the teacher said, because there is no pen, even the competition can not participate, this student is too unlucky.

Qiao Nan's eyes are red. Even though she didn't want to participate in the competition at the beginning, she came all the time, but she gave up because of the lack of a pen. Qiao Nan is very unhappy and unwilling.

The most important thing is that she has prepared three pens, some new ones and some for ordinary use.

Mingming was fine last night, but she can't use it today. She can't believe it. Someone must have touched her things!

"Teacher Zhou, what's the matter?" At this time, several people stood outside the classroom.

"Principal." Seeing one of the old people, Mr. Zhou hurriedly went out and said, "that student's pen is broken, and other students don't have any extra pens to lend. It's impossible to take the exam."

“……” The old headmaster's lips became a straight line: "now the children really are, achievement is of course important, but moral character also has to study hard."

"Use mine." His eyes had been looking at Qiao Nan, who was so worried that he was sweating on his face. Zhai Sheng said something calmly, and then took out a pen he had taken with him.

Today, he came to school for his father. I didn't expect to meet Qiao Nan.

What Zhai Sheng didn't think of was that Qiao Nan, the boy, was possessed by the spirit of decay. He met Qiao Nan several times, and almost every time Qiao Nan was unlucky.

However, Zhai Sheng looked at the schools in the examination hall with disapproval.

"I thank you for that student." The invigilator breathed a sigh of relief. He really felt pity for the little girl.

Look at those teachers who took good care of this student just now. They must be good students. They can write well.

"No."

"This is the pen you want. Use it quickly. Don't delay." The invigilator gave Zhai Sheng's pen to Qiao Nan: "but this is a pen. It's ink. Be careful when you write. Don't spend the words before the ink is dry."

"Thank you, teacher!" Jonan's eyes brightened.

"Don't thank me. He borrowed your pen. When you use it, you remember to give it back to him." The invigilator pointed to Zhai Sheng at the door and said, "this pen is heavy and has texture. It's not a cheap one.".

"Brother Zhai?" Seeing Zhai Sheng, Qiao Nan blinked: "teacher, I know."

"OK, then hurry up, others have written a lot."

"Well." Qiao Nan replied that she was ten minutes late.

Thanks to this composition, she had a draft in her heart. Otherwise, she would not be able to write this composition.

In fact, Qiao Nan likes to write with a pen. In addition, this pen is very good. The ink on the tip of the pen is very smooth. The slight touch makes Qiao Nan write "shuasha". The speed of his hand is even faster than that of a ball pen.

Without a quarter of an hour, Qiao Nan has almost caught up with the progress of other students' compositions.

Because of the relationship of borrowing a pen, the invigilator teacher paid special attention to Qiao Nan, so he stood by Qiao Nan and watched for a while.

See Qiao Nan in such a short time, wrote so much, and the invigilator teacher a look at Qiao Nan's content, eyes are bright, plus the pen character unique edge, a piece of brilliant writing is really eye-catching.

Qiao Nan had finished her composition before the bell rang.

When I was out of the examination room, some students who had not finished writing cried and made a noise like anything.

Qiao Nan went out of the examination room easily, looking for Zhai Sheng, and then returned his pen to him.

Before Qiao Nan took a few steps, Mr. Li caught up: "Qiao Nan, how do you like the composition this time?"

"Almost as usual."

"That's good." Mr. Li took a sigh of relief. As long as Qiao Nan played normally, the third place should be there instead of the first one.

"Qiao Nan, why are you here?" A voice sounded from behind Qiao Nan."I come to the provincial composition competition." Qiao Nan looks back at Qiao Zijin.

"You, you and you also take part in the provincial composition competition?" Qiao Son Jin a stammer, a bit frightened, how she did not hear at all.

"It's Qiao Zijin. Do you want to join the competition?" Li teacher is very surprised to see Qiao Zijin, Qiao Zijin has how many levels, Li teacher is know, when Qiao Zijin can also come to participate in the competition, is it not afraid to waste places in the attached middle school?

There are bonus points in junior high school composition competition, and there are also points in senior high school.

That's right. High school is more popular than junior high school.

Qiao Zijin and Li teacher's words directly collided together, Qiao Nan smiled: "you come to participate in the competition, I heard my parents say, but I didn't expect that we would take the exam in a school."

"Oh, ha ha." Qiao Zijin very reluctantly smiled: "really, really have a predestination, Nan Nan, how do you write?"

"Not bad." Looking at Qiao Zijin's face more and more, Qiao Nan picked the eyebrows, this composition competition, Qiao Zijin did not write well, or his face is so green?

"Well, it's late. It's time for us to go back." Patted Qiao Nan's shoulder, Miss Li didn't say too much to Qiao Zijin.

Qiao Nan follows teacher Li, nods to Qiao Zijin and leaves directly.

As soon as Qiao Nan left, Qiao Zijin's face immediately pulled down, gloomy, and then hurriedly went to find his classmates: "I heard that this provincial composition competition, junior high school also came. Do you know what is the composition question of this competition in junior high school? "

"It's like ours." The classmate took it for granted to answer a sentence: "the teacher who I said the question was lazy enough. The junior high school department and the senior high school department have the same question. They would not like to think about one more."

"Qiao Zijin, have you finished your composition? You're really lucky this time. " Qiao Zijin's Chinese teacher came over with a happy face: "the composition you showed me last time can be used, you don't need to think about it. Have you written that composition? "

When it comes to Qiao Zijin, the Chinese teacher is also surprised.

Usually the performance is mediocre, I didn't expect to write a composition with a little aura.

Otherwise, with Qiao Zijin this achievement, how also can't let Qiao Zijin attend composition competition.

"It's written." Qiao Zijin dry Baba said a sentence, not happy at all.

God knows that when Qiao Zijin saw the composition question, he was so happy that he wanted to scream. It's really God's help!

She didn't expect that her luck would be so good that she could not only rely on Qiao Nan's composition to be seen by the Chinese teacher, but also get a chance to participate in the composition competition. What she didn't expect was that the composition from Qiao Nan was just right for the exam.

A composition, she can use from the beginning to the end!

But after seeing Qiao Nan's appearance, Qiao Zijin's good mood no longer exists.

, Joe, as like as two peas, he must have come to the composition competition. The composition of the junior middle school is similar to that of the high school. Qiao Nan will not write the composition, too.

It's impossible, it shouldn't be.

This one is written by Qiao Nan at ordinary times. Qiao Nan should not be able to recite it. Will he write another one?

Qiao Zijin thinks more and more empty of heart, want to brain benevolence all ache, she silently prays in the heart, she and Qiao Nan's composition must not bump into the mountain.

Qiao Nan can't write a composition. He can write another one. There's no need to transcribe an old one. Qiao Nan can't be so lazy, right?

After taking part in the composition competition, Qiao Zijin can go home at last, but along the way, Qiao Zijin's heart has not been quiet, making a lot of noise.

"Son Jin, came back, this competition test how, have confidence?" Qiao Zijin returned home, of course, was warmly welcomed by Ding Jiayi.

"Ma, where's Nannan?"

"She is reading in the room."

"Mom, I'll go to find Nannan first. I'll tell you later." Hearing that Qiao Nan also came back, Qiao Zijin left his schoolbag to Ding Jiayi and went to Qiao Nan's room: "Nan Nan, I have something to tell you."

"Say." Qiao Nan has thrown all three pens that can't be used in today's exam into the garbage can.

After coming back, Qiao Nan checked it carefully and found that her pen had been broken.

People who have used the ball pen know that if the ball pen falls hard on the ground, it is easy to break ink and can't write words. Her three pens have been broken by others.

Her schoolbag has been put on the car. The person who did it is certainly not from other schools. The teacher would not do such a thing. Is it one of the four other people who participated in the competition with her today?

At a young age, the heart and eyes are too bad.

"Nannan, what's your composition question today?" In case the information that the classmate grasps is wrong, then she has nothing to worry about.

"Miss Li told me that the composition questions of our junior high school department are the same as those of your senior high school department." Qiao Nan answered according to the facts.

It's really the same

Qiao Zijin's face is stiff: "Nan Nan, what did you write about this competition?"