Chunsong Hutong.

When Zhao Hao returned home, he found that his father had not come back yet.

Why……

Mr. Zhao had no choice but to let him go.

After dinner, Zhao Hao took a break on the kang for a moment, and then heard Ma Xianglan whisperingly reminding: "Young master, the time is up."

"Oh." Zhao Hao sat up reluctantly, rubbed his eyes and looked at Ma Xianglan.

He was no longer sleepy immediately.

Secretary Ma wore a lake blue sleeveless horse-faced dress with a water-green silky face. The black and soft long hair was combed in the middle, and it was plated into a high bun on the top of the head. The bun was decorated with exquisite hair accessories, and the pink hairband tied into a bow, hanging from behind, making it look capable but gentle and gentle.

What’s even more terrible is that she is wearing a pair of smaller gold wire glasses than Zhao Hao’s pair of sunglasses, which are placed on the bridge of her nose. This classical and modern style is simply the one that Mr. Zhao loves the most!

"Ahem!" Thinking that he was still young, Zhao Hao quickly stopped gaze and asked Ma Xianglan who helped him put on his shoes, "Are you myopia?"

"Well, I've written a little more recently." Ma Xianglan lifted Zhao Hao's soft-soled black silk shoes, Niao Niao stood up, gently supported the bridge of her nose with her slender fingers, and smiled slightly, "It's ugly, right?"

"Ha, hehe..." Zhao Hao wiped the corners of his mouth and walked out as if he was running away.

‘Young Master actually likes this type?’ Ma Xianglan smiled suddenly.

Secretary Ma, who had changed his style for more than a dozen, finally found his position and followed him happily with a stack of papers.

Zhao Hao brought Ma Xianglan to the main hall in the East Courtyard.

The main hall was brightly lit and bright as daylight, and two rows of tables and chairs were neatly arranged.

In the first row, Wang Wuyang, Hua Shuyang, Wang Dingjue, Yu Shenxing, Yu Shensi, Zhang Jian and Jin Xuezeng stood.

In the second row are Zhao Shizhen, Bei Peijia, Li Maocai, Chen Yubi, and Zhao Shixi.

Hey, it seems that something strange has been involved.

After the disciples greeted Zhao Hao in unison, Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Shixi and said:

"Xiwa, what are you doing here?"

"Uncle, I've finished training." Zhao Shixi hurriedly smiled and said, "I want to learn and learn together."

"Uncle is very pleased that you can be motivated." Zhao Hao sighed. This silly child is also a tough guy. He came to join in the fun during the exam. "But it's better to have another day, otherwise you will doubt life."

"Uncle, don't worry, I've been to a private school for a few years!" Zhao Shixi said confidently.

Zhao Hao looked at Secretary Ma behind him. Ma Xianglan nudged the frame on the bridge of his nose with his fingers and smiled and said, "There is a backup."

"Okay, I'll give the paper." Zhao Hao touched his nose, walked to the invigilator's seat, and said in a deep voice to the disciples: "Today, the final exam of the first academic year is held. The exam content is about algebra, and the exam time is one hour!"

As he said that, he turned the hourglass on the table upside down, and the fine sand in the bottle fell silently like silk threads.

After the disciples got the paper, they quickly wrote their names and concentrated on answering them under the lamp.

After Ma Xianglan sent the backup paper to Xiwa, she sat at the remaining empty table, took off her glasses and put away her cuffs, and answered the backup of the backup.

Seeing that Secretary Ma was also working on the test papers, Zhao Hao couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that he was just another person who was joining in the fun.

Then he lowered his head, reviewed another test paper for the Zhang brothers.

Mr. Zhao wanted to save trouble, but Zhang Jingxiu and others had just started learning algebra and had not yet learned geometry.

Isn’t the same paper as the Yangyang and others destroying their yearning for science?

However, with Zhao Hao's ability to be lazy and effortless, he naturally handed this task to Hua Shuyang.

Now the one in his hand is the test paper that Hua Shuyang gave to the Zhang brothers.

'I'll go, what's going on with this?' Mr. Zhao looked for it fortunately, otherwise the Zhang family's children would have to cry to death.

The first question was: "Now there are things that don't know the number, there are two left in three numbers, three numbers, three numbers, and two left in five numbers, and seven numbers. Ask about the number of things?"

The second one is: ‘999 cents, buy one thousand pear fruits in time, nine pears for 11 cents, and seven fruits for 4 cents. Question: How much does the pear fruit cost?’

A thirty paper was all filled with such things that were so worried about crying children, which was simply eye-catching.

Zhao Hao tried to understand, but he didn't know how to do several of his mothers.

He glanced at Hua Shuyang who was burying his head in the answer sheet, and there was a resentment from Jiangsu candidates who saw Ge Jun.

This young master only asks you to ask primary school mathematics questions, not to ask primary school mathematics questions!

Thinking of the Olympic Mathematical Competition four hundred years later, it was named after the descendants of Hua Shuyang, Zhao Hao finally realized that he had found the wrong person to ask questions.

He silently crossed out most of the questions and replaced them with basic calculation questions...

Otherwise, Mr. Zhao would have to ask the students for the correct answers, so he would not be able to afford to lose that person!

Before the test paper was revised halfway, Mr. Zhao heard someone stand up.

When he looked up, he saw Hua Shuyang holding the papers to his desk, then bowed to his master and handed the papers in both hands.

"Are you finished answering?" Zhao Hao glanced at the hourglass, less than an hour later.

"Yes, Master." Hua Shuyang nodded. "It's quite simple."

"There are additional questions." They were two questions that Zhao Hao specially gave out of the outline, one function question, and one space geometry...

"It's done too." Hua Shuyang nodded again. "It's not difficult."

"Uh..." Zhao Hao was speechless.

"Then Master, I'll go out first." Hua Shuyang didn't know yet, but he had already ridiculed the teacher by accident, and he still said unsatisfiedly:

"I'm not satisfied yet, I'm going back and doing a few more questions myself."

"Okay, go." Zhao Haoqiang nodded with a smile, glad that he arranged this guy to Nanjing instead of taking him back to Suzhou.

At this time, the strong Wang Dingjue also handed in the paper, followed by Jin Xuezeng. And both evil deeds also finished the additional questions.

Don’t be so scary, okay? Can you give your master some confidence? I will be able to get endocrine disorders all day long when I get this stimulus.

Mr. Zhao, whose mentality was a little broken, didn't bother to take the test papers. He hurried behind the two ordinary people, Li Maocai and Chen Yubi, and looked at their papers. As expected, most of them were empty.

‘Wow, I feel much better…’

Then Zhao Hao walked to Xiwa again and looked at the spotless curl, and felt completely happy.

Xiwa was looking at the paper with both eyes. When she heard someone walking to her side, she raised her head blankly.

When he saw that it was Zhao Hao, he burst into tears. "Uncle, what are these things?"

‘Happy!’ Mr. Zhao cheered secretly, patted Xiwa on the shoulder, and comforted softly: “Don’t be sad, these are not things for these people.”

I thought that in the future, Xiwa would still have to learn from her, so that she could regulate her endocrine system.

Then Mr. Zhao looked at Secretary Ma who pretended to behave and wanted to find some more pleasure.

Who knew that he had finished most of the papers and was thinking about the additional questions.

Although she looks so beautiful with a slightly frown, would she be so smart?
Chapter completed!