The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

"You're still alive, don't scream." Wen Ling was still copying homework with a stern face.

That's it...

Are you a copier?

The handwriting on the Wenling paper, the size, and even the layout of the paper, are exactly the same as the paper handed over by Liu Xinhan.

Even if you look closely, it's still the same.

System 233 was already stunned.

"You copied and pasted, will the teacher find out?" Although this kind of vacation homework paper, the teacher will not approve it at all.

After class, it's just a matter of talking.

However, System 233 still needs to be reminded. If there is a paper that needs to be turned in in the future, you can just copy and paste it like this. This is the rhythm of handing out the accomplices together.

Hearing 233 say this, Wen Ling's face became even tighter.

In the end, I broke the jar and smashed it: "Ah, what's wrong with me if I can't read? If I can read, can I just copy it like this?"

illiterate? ? ?

I understand, the Lord God didn't say, the little ginseng essence can't read.

If I had known this earlier, I would change the world of childhood and learn it slowly.

This is the third year of high school, and the little ginseng essence is no longer a scumbag, it is a drug study.

Toxic scum.

After System 233 was shocked, he thought about it, the little ginseng essence received the essence of heaven and earth, rain, dew, wind and frost.

It is said that spiritual wisdom is developed by oneself, and cultivation is also thought out by oneself.

There was no one to guide her, and naturally no one took her to read and read.

But now in the third year of high school, even if the original owner is a scumbag, the original owner at least...

Recognition.

System 233 only felt that his head was going bald.

233 was speechless, and Wen Ling was still copying and pasting.

Fortunately, if the teacher does not check or correct this paper, he can still fool the past.

233 originally wanted to say, I have some crash courses in reading and literacy here, why don't you come here.

As a result, the next second, Wen Ling stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the classroom door.

233's eyes went over together.

In October, when the breath is slightly cool, it gets dark earlier.

It was five o'clock now, and it was already dark.

In order for students to have a good learning environment, the lights in the classrooms have already been turned on.

Reflecting the flickering light, the cold and unparalleled Master Cao entered the classroom.

Hwaseong No. 1 High School does not force students to wear school uniforms.

You only need to wear it when you are doing exercises between classes.

Usually private.

After all, I have a half-day vacation a week, and I go home to adjust. The school uniform is not very dry after washing.

In addition, the school uniform is still pure white, which is not easy to maintain.

Therefore, usually everyone is a private server, that is, when you are doing exercises between classes, you can deal with it.

At this time, Wen Heng was wearing a white sweater with a light blue decorative strip on the chest of the sweater, and a pair of simple jeans on the lower body.

Wen Heng's height is 1.8 meters, which is already considered tall among students in the third year of high school.

After all, many boys may no longer grow after the third year of high school.

Some go to college, and they can go a little longer.

Wen Heng's height...

Oh, by the way, after graduating from the college entrance examination, Huacheng was destroyed, and he didn't escape, so Wen Ling didn't know if he grew up or not.

Wen Heng's body proportions are particularly good, with a pair of long legs that are slender and long, but full of strength.

Wearing ordinary jeans on him makes people feel that the taste of these pants has become different.

That face, youthful yet handsome.

His brows and eyes were cold, like the white snow of the Cangshan Mountains, which remained cold all year round.

His lips were light and thin, and when he didn't smile, it would give him an indescribable seriousness.