two sons three fathers

Chapter 31

When approaching the door of the classroom, Han Yu looked at the long queue in the corridor from afar.Doubtful in his heart, he pulled Fu Yizheng and strode forward.

There was a sound from the team, yesterday the invigilator said in a serious tone: "What is it, take it out!"

Han Yu went to the back of the line and saw that the back door was locked. At the front door, the detector on the teacher's hand rang.

"Drip! Didi!" With the sound of the machine, the boys in their class took out their mobile phones and were taken away by the teacher.

Han Yu understood, and waved behind him, calling out, "Foolish brother~"

Fu Yizheng passed him by, stood in front of him and looked back, his eyes were still calm, and he smiled: "It's okay, don't worry."

Han Yu scratched Fu Yizhang's palm with his fingertips, and Fu Yizhang took his hand and squeezed it.Maybe it was because of someone, so he quickly let go of his hand.

Seeing the students in front of him passing the test one after another, Fu Yizhang was approaching. Just as Han Yu started to take a step, Fu Yizhang held him down.

Fu Yizheng took a step forward and raised his arms naturally.

The metal detector stuck to his shoulder, swiped it down, and then swiped it up from the knee in front of him...

"The monthly exam doesn't count, and the detectors are all taken out?" The classmate behind Han Yu complained quietly, "I didn't use it yesterday, why are you so strict today?"

Han Yu's heart shuddered, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Drip!"

The detector stopped at Fu Yizheng's waist, and the teacher looked at him, "Take it out."

What did he put in his pocket?

Han Yu frowned, his fists dripping with sweat.

Fu Yizheng only took out two mobile phones, one pure black was Han Yu's, and the other textured black was his own.

The teacher looked at it and said, "The school prohibits bringing mobile phones, don't you know?"

"It's used to contact the family," Fu Yizheng said with a slight smile, "It's useless in normal times."

The teacher took it away, and continued to sweep up, to the shoulders, the pinnae, the top of the head...

The instrument no longer makes any sound.

The teacher said: "Come to pick up your phone after the exam, next one."

Although there was nothing wrong, when the detector brushed against Han Yu's forehead, ears, and shoulders, the pores under his thick clothes froze, sticking to the clothes, and his arms became stiff.

"Students in the back, hurry up," the teacher waved, "The exam will start soon."

Han Yu successfully passed the test, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped over the door frame.

Fu Yizheng turned his face sideways, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and glanced at him with a smile.

The eyes met a little, and Han Yu went straight back to his seat. After sitting down, he touched the camera.

Can't help but sigh, this thing is really powerful.

All the students arrived and sat down properly. After a few minutes, the bell rang.

The teacher enters the classroom, walks down with a sealed bag, walks through the aisle between the tables, shows the sealed line, and only distributes the test papers after the students have confirmed it.

After getting the test paper, there was an instant of complaints in the classroom, most of which were from students who usually have some strength.

"This...why is it so difficult?"

"Is it our sophomore?"

Some students directly asked the invigilator in puzzlement, "Teacher, did you take the wrong paper?"

Compared with yesterday, two invigilators came today, standing straight at the front and back of the classroom.

The teacher on the podium raised his tone and said rigorously: "No, no sound is allowed at the beginning of the exam."

The classmate who spoke listened, lowered his head, and remained silent.

The boy who asked the question was a student who was good at mathematics in the class, and he was very active in answering questions.Han Yu glanced at it. This classmate often made loud and soft voices to refresh him when he was about to fall asleep.

There was a "beep".

Han Yu immediately looked back, and there was a slight electric current in his left ear, and that small piece of sensitive skin was slightly heating up.

At the same time, he heard heavy footsteps approaching.

Han Yu's back stiffened, and his nerves tensed immediately. In order to make his movements look natural, he slowly lowered his head and subconsciously covered his ears.

The teacher came behind him, but the voice was facing the empty space above his head, and said: "The name, the class checks it once, how many times I have taken the test, I can't remember this!"

When Han Yu saw it, he didn't write it himself?

While paying attention to the teacher's movements from the corner of his eye, he was distracted to listen to the voice in his ear.

After writing the message, there was a new movement in my ears, the sound of paper flipping.

The teacher moved to another position, and the oppression disappeared.

Han Yu raised his head and raised his eyelids, looking at the first table. Fu Yizheng was lowering his head, revealing a section of the back of his fair neck, and Xin Chang's two fingers were rubbing his right ear tragus.

"Young master." A deep voice reached Han Yu's ears through a small microphone, and the words were correct and clear.

Han Yu pressed his ears and found that even Liu Cheng, who was closest to him, didn't notice anything unusual.He was sure only he could hear it.

He thought: Master?Fu Yixuan?

He guessed that his perspective was that of the other side, and maybe the other side could see a wider range than him.

At this time, the people facing the camera were all Fu Yizhang's people, who were about [-] to [-] years old according to the voice.

What will it be?

Han Yu glanced at the classmates around him from the corner of his eye, and within the range he could see, everyone's brows were visibly furrowed. They all lowered their heads and looked down, staring at the paper on the table with livid faces, as if they had never seen the content on that paper before.

He also noticed at this time that the classroom had been quiet for some time, and there was no sound at all, not even the sound of writing.

Han Yu's fingertips holding the pen were slightly cool, and the cold air around him became particularly vivid.

"Little friend, turn to the next page," Nazhi continued, "We've finished this part."

"We" Han Yu analyzed the information in the words, and there was more than one person opposite.

"Ha~ I'm so sleepy~" A lazy and delicate voice came from another direction, yawning again and again, "Professor Li, how are you? It's been 10 minutes, why haven't they finished yet?"

Han Yu: "..." Fu Yizheng's father.

no mom!

He always gets confused.

Fu Yitang said again inside: "I'm so sleepy~"

"Yitang," said an old and steady voice, "my students are looking at the next big question."

"Student Yitang, Teacher Li, we have mentally calculated six solutions to the elective questions, and now we are doing reverse reasoning. We are still in the process of reasoning. Please give us a minute." That thick voice said.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the pen tip jumping on the paper, the rhythm is strong and smooth, piercing through the back of the paper, with several different frequencies.

Before Han Yu could react, the sound of writing had stopped, and it was the sound of writing in unison again, very softly, as if the person who put the pen was born with self-cultivation.

The people inside walked around a few times, and the deep voice said: "Mr. Li, it's all right, so the answers have been listed out, take a look."

Han Yu wanted to shout loudly in his heart, so he heard that the professor who called himself Li seemed to be holding the paper, turned it over a few times, and said lightly: "The third last question can be done at a glance, and there is no need for such cumbersome steps."

"Okay, teacher." The thick voice said respectfully.

Professor Li's voice approached, and he said slowly: "Little friend, start writing the answers, multiple choice questions one to ten, ABBC..."

Fu Yitang interjected tactfully, "Professor, you can directly give him the mirror image, it will be a bit faster to practice like this, and he may not be able to remember it."

"Okay." Professor Li said.

Han Yu knew that the mirror image was for him.

But... where did this come from?The classroom is full of people.

Han Yu was in a daze when his pupils trembled instantly. A transparent blue curtain flashed in front of his pupils, suspended a few centimeters away, and turned as he turned his head, like a shadow.It's from the camera on his forehead.

In the next second, Fu Yizheng's oval face was enlarged on the blue screen, and his white teeth showed: "Yuyu~ don't worry, only you can see it, exciting?"

Fu Yitang took two steps back, sitting gracefully on a pure black armchair, wearing a sapphire blue phoenix embroidered cloak, and a black high-necked long skirt inside, with the word "luxury" all over his body.

Women's clothing?

Han Yu didn't look carefully, but first noticed the opposite scene. In a closed room, beside Fu Yitang, there were one, two, three...seven people, a total of eight people, and the last six were all in black and white dresses.

On Fu Yitang's right is an old man with gray temples and a high bridge of nose with small round glasses. He looks energetic and energetic.

It should be Professor Li.

The rest should be his students, and they all stood beside the old man respectfully.

They smiled at Han Yu, and the old man said, "Little friend, let's start."

As soon as the screen changed, there were multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, major questions, and even the most difficult elective questions, all of which were displayed on the blue screen as a complete picture.

"Some students, self-consciousness!" The invigilator walked around and said to Han Yu's other side: "No matter how difficult the test is, you can't cheat. It's your own ability to get a score in the test. What's the point of copying it? A set of topics, you still don’t know how to do it.”

Hearing the sound, Han Yu was pulled back to reality.

He hinted to himself to calm down.

Han Yu thought to himself: The professor and the professor's students are undoubtedly powerful characters, as long as he dares to copy, he will get full marks.

He dare not ask for full marks.

What about Fu Yizheng, if he doesn't copy it, and Fu Yizheng does, what should we do?

Han Yu hesitated for a while.

"Little friend," Professor Li said again, "copying answers is not shameful. When God is close to wisdom, he always chooses to ask for it decisively. Don't resist, bravely jump out of the circle of rules, rules will no longer bind you."

Han Yu: "..."

Fu Yizheng probably heard it too, and turned to glance at him.When Han Yu raised his head, Fu Yizheng had already turned his face away.He only caught sight of Fu Yizheng's slightly curved mouth.

Yes, the answer?

Isn't this the answer he wanted!

Han Yu's heart was broken, and he didn't care. The professors said that this is asking for wisdom.

Just copy and you're done.

He brushed through the multiple-choice questions, and wisely changed one of them into an incorrect item, as did the fill-in-the-blank questions.

When it comes to the big question, he shouldn't be able to do it.

For those who seek the middle term of the arithmetic difference, he does not write the steps, but directly writes the final result.

For the rest of the questions, after writing the answers, Han Yu was empty.

"The handwriting is very beautiful." Professor Li praised him sincerely.

Han Yu wanted to say thank you, but the situation did not allow him to speak, so he wrote a thank you on the scratch paper.

Within 10 minutes, Han Yu had already put down his pen.

The topic was finished, but there was an indescribable weirdness in his heart, as if his heart was hanging on and he couldn't get it right.

"Yu Yu~" The camera cut to Fu Yitang's position, he covered his mouth with his hands, and said lazily: "If you don't do it, then we will see you in the afternoon."

He was woken up by his son at four o'clock this morning. He was delivering things and making phone calls to form a group. He was already so sleepy that he could fall asleep anytime now.

In an instant, the basket screen flickered and disappeared.

The eyes suddenly became clear, and Han Yu didn't quite get used to it. He blinked for a long time before returning to normal.

With plenty of time, Han Yu couldn't help recalling that from the beginning to the end, no one seemed to have asked Fu Yizheng a word.

Has Fu Yizheng finished copying it?