Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 130 Turning the Tables for a Slacker (5)
She suddenly felt that the task was a bit difficult, because she couldn't help but want to strangle him, especially when she heard his soft, kitten-like snoring when she was extremely sleepy.

I'm angry.

Two weeks later, the final exams finally arrived. Shen Yun was full of confidence and ready to shine.

Then she was locked in the toilet.

She pushed hard, but it seemed to be blocked by a mop on the outside, and she couldn't push it open.

If it were a toilet, she could barely manage to climb out by standing on the toilet seat. But if it were a squat toilet, she wouldn't stand a chance, especially since she's not very tall. If she accidentally slipped and fell, she might just go on a rampage, causing a bloodbath.

After thinking about it, she realized she hadn't offended anyone. She spent all day sitting in the back studying like a bookworm, and she wanted to award herself ten or eight certificates of merit.

"Open the door for me, please." Shen Yun took out a small pencil sharpener from his pocket, held it to his neck, and said with a smile.

2345's eyelid twitched. "I didn't..."

"Ok?"

I really have no other choice.

Shen Yun put away the knife with a look of disgust and waved her hand, "Let me see the system shop." She saw last time that it sold everything.

Slide it down, and you'll find all sorts of strange things inside: weight loss pills, skin whitening pills, and even Indian miracle pills.

Shen Yun frowned and quickly swiped down, wondering what this was all about.

2345 kicked off the fallen fur at its feet, glanced at her guiltily, and said, "[Host, there's actually a search function up there.] So you don't need to look at them one by one."

Shen Yun raised his head and said coldly, "Of course I know, I just wanted to see what it was."

He tapped the search bar to "fairness," glanced at the toilet door, and secretly typed two words: "saw."

Unexpectedly, such a small, non-electric saw that requires manual labor actually costs one hundred points. Shen Yun glanced at the system indifferently, snorted coldly, and still chose to redeem it.

I have a feeling that this guy is trying to raise prices arbitrarily.

A saw appeared out of nowhere, with a black handle and a bright white blade. If she hadn't been short on time, she would have loved to write a thousand or eight hundred words praising it, after all, it was redeemed with a hundred points.

She propped the saw against the door crack, closed one eye to glance at the mop lying horizontally outside, and five minutes later opened the door, looking at the saw in her hand, "Want to recycle it? A discount is fine too."

2345 is unusually cold-blooded and ruthless: [System-generated products, regardless of quality, will not be recycled.]

The shrewd merchant had at least spent a hundred points to acquire the saw, so Shen Yun couldn't bear to throw it away. He took the saw back to the examination hall.

The exam had been going on for more than fifteen minutes, and the invigilator was sitting in front of the door, looking at the exam papers and checking the situation in the exam room.

"Hello teacher."

The proctor slowly raised her head, then froze. "This... this student, even if the exam is over, you don't need to threaten a teacher with a sharp weapon." Is proctoring now a matter of life and death? She was scared; she needed to talk to the principal about a promotion and raise later.

Shen Yun awkwardly put the saw behind him. "I'm sorry, teacher, I was delayed by something. Could you let me in to take the exam?"

The proctor, who had initially intended to refuse, swallowed his words upon seeing the saw behind her. "I'll let it slide this time, but if you're late again, I'll just give you a zero."

"Thank you, teacher." After saying that, she went straight inside.

"Wait a minute."

Shen Yun turned his head in confusion. "This thing can't be brought into the exam room." What if the questions are too difficult and he goes berserk and starts chopping people up with a saw?

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun reluctantly put the saw outside, and after cursing the scoundrel merchant in his heart several times, he began to do the questions.

The "sea of ​​questions" approach did have some effect. Although time was limited, she was still able to write out the entire test paper, though whether it was correct or not was not something she could guarantee.

……

Ning Jing noticed that she had lost a lot of weight recently, and she was worried. She tried to make nourishing soup for her every day, and she liked to add some strange and unusual medicinal herbs.

With the medication that Shen Yun had given her before, as long as she didn't stay up all night partying, smoking, or drinking every day, her body wouldn't have any problems. After visiting several other hospitals, the diagnoses were also positive, which put Shen Yun at ease.

This at least proves that the medicine was not expired.

The school teachers graded the papers very quickly, and the results came out one after another in just one day.

As Shen Yun entered the classroom, she noticed something was amiss. She believed she had maintained a good public image and hadn't done anything out of line. Even if she was naturally beautiful, surely not everyone was staring at her. Could it be that she was exceptionally beautiful today? So beautiful that it was breathtaking?

2345: I don't know where the host gets this unbelievable confidence from.

"Ningxia, come here for a moment." The homeroom teacher was a woman in her forties with a capable appearance. At this moment, she was frowning and scrutinizing her.

As she reached the door, she heard rustling sounds.

"See? The homeroom teacher even sent her to the office. The rumors must be true."

"It's so unfair. All our hard work studying here every day can't compare to their cunning."

……

Hearing these comments, Lin Yue subtly curled the corners of her lips.

Do you know your score this time?

Shen Yun shook her head; she hadn't had a chance to see it yet.

"Tenth in the class, one hundred and fifty-third in the grade. Compared to your last score, you've improved by more than six hundred places in the grade." She pushed up her glasses and continued, "I've seen your hard work during this time, and I'm happy for your progress."

"But tell the teacher, have you ever done anything that's written on this?"

Shen Yun unfolded the note on the table, which read: Ningxia cheated on this exam.

Shen Yun remained silent. The exam seating arrangement at this school was based on past grades, so it could be said that the grades of those around her were basically similar to hers before. So, who could she possibly copy from?
However, she didn't say this directly. To catch a thief red-handed, you need evidence in everything.

She said tactfully, "Teacher, I remember that every classroom has a camera installed, and it will definitely be turned on during the exam."

The woman was clearly taken aback. She looked her up and down, pondered for a while, and finally said, "Okay, you can go back first. I'll have someone copy the video and send it to the class later. Once the video is played, the truth will come out. But don't let this affect you. Your grades have improved a lot this time, so keep it up."

She had initially suspected there might be a recording, but she had some doubts and was afraid of hurting someone's self-esteem, so she wanted to have someone come and ask first. Fortunately, it wasn't what she thought.

However, she looked at the note on the table and fell into deep thought.

Having taught for so long, she naturally knows better than anyone else how people write.

(End of this chapter)