Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 490 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 8

The next day, as usual, Xie Zian took Zhao Zhao to the classroom. As soon as he entered, his deskmate Shen Xinghe immediately looked at him.

"Why didn't you accept my friend request?" A accusing voice came from behind her. Zhao Zhao didn't even lift her eyelids and said indifferently, "I didn't notice."

"stand up."

Shen Xinghe, with a cold face, stared at Zhao Zhao, who was standing in the aisle, and the two remained silent for a few seconds.

The boy's face was still sickly pale. Looking down at himself in the seat, Shen Xinghe could see a hint of vulnerability and helplessness on his cold and hard face, and felt a sense of guilt for no reason.

With a creak, the chair slid back to its seat, and Zhao Zhao made no attempt to hide his impatience.

Shen Xinghe turned around, the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. After a pause, she said in a harsh voice, "What? You don't like me?!" I haven't even said I don't like you yet!

Zhao Zhao ignored him and just as she took out her workbook, a crumpled math test paper was thrown at her from the neatly arranged table.

"Team leader, have you forgotten what our relationship is?" Shen Xinghe's handsome face darkened. He added Zhao Zhao on WeChat yesterday to ask her a question, but his friend request still hadn't been accepted.

"Teach me how to do the problems."

The two of them were in a study group after the opening exams. According to school regulations, Zhao Zhao had the obligation to tutor Shen Xinghe.

Zhao Zhao resisted the urge to tear up the exam paper, didn't even glance at Guo Qu, and said coldly, "Which question?"

Her indifferent eyes stared at the scribbles on the exam paper, and when Shen Xinghe spoke, she finally couldn't help but throw it back onto his desk.

"It's so dirty."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his dark eyes finally meeting Shen Xinghe's gaze. "Next time, give me a cleaner assignment."

"boom!"

"Xie Huaizhao!"

The hot-tempered boy slammed his fist on the table in anger, drawing the attention of the entire class. "Don't go too far!"

His face turned red from his neck to his chest, and his loud voice, coupled with his fierce expression, made him seem very intimidating.

Is it so hard to ask you to help me with my homework?!

The classmates who were originally prepared to mediate and watch the show were taken aback by his aggrieved words and were all confused. Quiet conversations broke out in the classroom.

Zhao Zhao remained calmly seated, his refusal unwavering. He said, "Your homework is too messy, I can't stand it, I can't teach it."

He disliked the study group very much, but he disliked Shen Xinghe even more.

Shen Xinghe clenched his fist and said, "How about we go outside and have a fight?"

The conversation in the classroom stopped, and when Zhao Zhao actually stood up, the student behind him, who had been planning to watch the show, quickly pressed him back down, saying, "Hey, hey, what are you doing? Sit down."

He then looked at Shen Xinghe, who was staring at Zhao Zhao's profile, and advised, "Don't you know his physical condition? This isn't a fight you can just throw around."

At the beginning of the semester, the homeroom teacher reminded the whole class that Zhao Zhao's physical fitness was very poor, and naturally, it was Xie Zi'an who specifically reminded the homeroom teacher.

Shen Xinghe didn't intend to hit him. Although he usually disliked this person, he didn't hate him to the point of disgust.

Now that someone is advising him, he's taking the liberty of backing down.

He sat back down, and the class quieted down again. A little while later, class started, and the teacher walked up to the podium with the math textbook.

"Have you finished the test papers?"

"I did it." The students below responded sparsely. Shen Xinghe rested his chin on his hand with a dark expression, looking displeased.

The math teacher was a middle-aged man wearing a striped shirt and black-rimmed glasses. He glanced casually at Shen Xinghe, who stood out from the crowd, and said, "Since you've all finished, why don't you exchange your papers with your deskmate and correct them?"

After a pause, as if remembering something, he continued, "We'll also tally the scores, and then the group leaders will report the scores to the academic representative."

Class 1 has a lot of homework and corresponding practice tests. Since teachers don't have time to grade so much homework, they usually have students work with their deskmates to grade each other's practice tests.

Shen Xinghe was still in a daze when suddenly someone punched his arm. He frowned and turned his head. A neat test paper was handed to him, and at the same time, the test paper that was clenched in his hand was snatched away.

The boy casually glanced at both sides of the test paper, then raised his hand without hesitation and wrote a big zero on the crumpled paper.

Shen Xinghe: ......

The teacher hadn't even finished writing the answers on the podium when his score was already displayed in this corner.

"Class representative, Shen Xinghe got zero points."

Amidst the rustling of pages turning, the boy's soft voice rang out.

Zhao Zhao turned around and, under the helpless gaze of the person behind her, calmly drew a circle under Shen Xinghe's name.

This test paper is just homework for after class. The reason why the teacher asked for the scores to be tallied is simply to check the students' learning attitude.

Shen Xinghe stared at the indifferent young man, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm truly impressed."

He guessed on the multiple-choice questions and left the essay questions blank. Usually, he could guess and get 10 or 20 points, but today his luck seemed to be exceptionally bad, and he became the only one in the class to get a zero.

He held the boy's neat test paper, checked the answers against the paper again and again, and couldn't find a single mistake. Looking at the perfect score of 150 he had written himself, his eyes turned red.

"Have you finished reading?"

The impatient voice rang out again from the side, making him even angrier.