Maxim was a legend in Class 4-A, but not for his soccer skills or his drawing. He was a legend because he always had the math answers.
Maxim didn't say a word. He just slowly unzipped his backpack and pulled out a notebook that seemed to glow with perfection. He placed it on the corner of his desk. A line formed immediately. It was the "Great 4-A Handover." spisat domashneju rabotu po matematike 4 a klass
Mrs. Ivanova walked up and down the aisles. She stopped at Maxim’s desk. "Excellent work as always, Maxim," she said. Then she looked at Sasha. "And Sasha... how interesting. You’ve even copied the tiny coffee stain Maxim has on his margin." Maxim was a legend in Class 4-A, but
The class froze. Sasha looked down. He had drawn a perfect, tiny brown circle on his paper to match Maxim’s notebook. He just slowly unzipped his backpack and pulled
Maxim finally looked up, a small smirk on his face. "Check the remainder, Katya. You can’t have a remainder of fruit salad in math."
The Tuesday morning sun hit the chalkboard as the bell rang. Panic swept through the room like a cold breeze. "Did you do the long division on page 42?" whispered Katya, her eyes wide. "It was impossible!"