The Magic Trading System

Zheng Hao used this word as an answer to Luo Xuancheng.    

Luo Xuancheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He thought to himself, Crap, this is not going to work.    

However, when he thought about his current situation and the tragic result he was facing, he still wanted to grab hold of Zheng Hao.    

"Zheng Hao, I beg of you, please help me. This time, if you help me, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life. I will treat you with the same respect as my parents." Luo Xuancheng said shamelessly.    

"Scram!" If you bring up this matter again, I'll tell the invigilator to deal with you right now! " Zheng Hao scolded in a low voice.    

He thought to himself, 'F * ck, you think I'm a reborn parent? If I had a son like you, wouldn't I have been angered to death?'    

Luo Xuancheng trembled and didn't dare to say anything else.    

He was still very afraid of Zheng Hao.    

He turned around, and a sense of powerlessness struck him. He was almost like a lump of mud on the table, unable to get up.    

Very quickly, the invigilator began to distribute the papers.    

The first test was on Chinese.    

Zheng Hao looked at the test paper roughly and found that the questions were not difficult for him.    

He first filled in his personal data on the test paper.    

Then he began to work quickly.    

He did all the questions very quickly, and it only took him half an hour to finish them all.    

Then, after resting for a while, Zheng Hao began to write the essay in his mind.    

Zheng Hao spent another half an hour to finish writing an 800-word composition.    

As such, he was able to finish all the Language and Literature exams in a little more than an hour.    

Zheng Hao turned around and carefully checked the questions he had done before.    

After checking for 10 minutes, Zheng Hao felt that he had nothing to correct, so he yawned and thought to himself in boredom that he should have handed in the test papers in advance.    

At this moment, Zheng Hao suddenly saw Luo Xuancheng, who was sitting in front of him, holding a small notebook and flipping through it.    

Zheng Hao sneered: "This is really courting death. In a exam room like the college entrance exam, making such a blatant plagiarism is courting death!"    

Actually, the invigilator was standing on the podium with a condescending attitude. The situation of almost all the examinees could be seen clearly.    

The examinees thought that they had copied and done it very covertly. However, the truth was that the teachers had already seen it all.    

The reason why in the ordinary exam, the teacher did not correct you, did not confiscate your copy, was purely because he did not want to pay attention to you!    

When he wants to be more real, there's nothing you can hide from him!    

As expected, an invigilator who was standing on the podium strode towards Luo Xuancheng.    

Luo Xuancheng was also very alert. He noticed that the invigilator was walking towards him, so he casually threw the copy in his hand behind him and pretended to be innocent as he started to answer the questions.    

"Duk Duk Duk!"    

The invigilator lightly knocked on Luo Xuancheng's desk: "Student, pay attention to your own behavior! I'm warning you once! "Next time if you catch one, I'll confiscate your papers!"    

"Teacher, I didn't copy it." Luo Xuancheng had an innocent expression.    

"I saw it all. Don't think you're so secretive! Stop trying to figure it out and hurry up and do it! " The proctor's voice became stern.    

Zheng Hao smiled, he grabbed his paper and walked towards the podium.    

"Student, hand in your test papers?" another invigilator asked.    

"Yes." Zheng Hao laughed.    

"Is it all over?" the teacher asked again.    

"Yes." Zheng Hao said.    

"You should check it again. For such an important exam, you have to be careful." The teacher said.    

This teacher is quite kind.    

Zheng Hao smiled, "Thank you for your concern, teacher. I have already checked it once."    

"Oh! "Then put it on the podium." The proctor said.    

While Zheng Hao was talking with the invigilator, many examinees raised their heads and paid attention to this matter. A commotion broke out in the examination hall.    

Luo Xuancheng also looked at it for a while and his heart was filled with jealousy and hate.    

When Zheng Hao came out of the exam grounds, the campus was deserted. Other than the patrolling armed police soldiers who maintained order, there was no one else in sight.    

Zheng Hao slowly walked out of the school gate.    

At this time, the entrance was already filled with parents taking the exam.    

Seeing Zheng Hao come out, countless gazes focused on him. Several parents nearby started asking randomly:    

"Student, why are you handing in your papers so early?" The questions are not difficult? "    

"What's the question of the essay?"    

"Since he submitted the paper so early, he must have not finished the questions, right?"    

Zheng Hao randomly responded with a few sentences, then said with a smile: "The questions are quite easy, the answers are very smooth …" The composition is... It's not hard to write. "    

At this time, a very sexily dressed woman, who was wearing a short skirt and a low-cut T-shirt, with a microphone in her hand, walked over while carrying a camera. "Student, I am the reporter from Hsingde City Television, Wang Hong. Can you accept my interview?"    

There was actually a reporter who wanted to interview him.    

Zheng Hao was a bit unwilling.    

He didn't like to be high-profile, and he didn't like to expose himself too much.    

"There's still no need for that. I still have something I need to do urgently." Zheng Hao waved his hand and wanted to leave.    

"Buddy, I won't take up more than a few minutes of your time, cooperate a bit." The female reporter, Wang Hong, saw that Zheng Hao was about to leave and became a little anxious. She reached out her hand to grab Zheng Hao's arm.    

Zheng Hao frowned and said helplessly, "I only have one question, you can ask."    

"Thank you! Could you please give a comprehensive assessment of this year's college entrance examination's Chinese Literature test? " After Wang Hong finished asking her questions, she put the microphone next to Zheng Hao's mouth.    

Zheng Hao had no choice but to answer. From the important knowledge points in this year's Chinese Literature test, to the possible problems in the exam questions, to the true theme of the composition, he explained it very clearly.    

"Thank you, student. Your analysis is very good. Since you are able to analyze it so well, it means that your language must be very excellent. I wish you a good results in this exam." The reporter, Wang Hong, said with a smile.    

She was very satisfied with Zheng Hao's answer.    

It was so rare, she thought, for the boy to be able to read the papers in such detail, that under normal circumstances only an expert could analyze them in such detail.    

Zheng Hao nodded and walked towards Chen Faangling, who was not far away.    

Chen Faangling pursed her lips and smiled. "You're going to be on TV."    

"However, I don't want to be on TV." Zheng Hao shrugged.    

"How did you do?" Chen Faangling asked again.    

"Very good. I've done all that I can. I've covered up everything that I can't be sure of." Zheng Hao smiled.    

"Hee hee!" Can you get 140 points on the Chinese Literature test? " Chen Faangling smiled.    

Zheng Hao thought for a moment and said, "I think 135 points is safe."    

"Wah!" Powerful! This score was also very high! All that's left is your preponderant subject, and I hope you'll get another three full marks. " Chen Faangling said.    

"I don't think that's a problem." Zheng Hao said.