Cna Chapter 5 Exam Answers

昨日、私と一緒に帰省して正月を過ごす時間がないと言っていた婚約者が、こっそり私の実家行きの航空券を予約していた。 私は内心でほくそ笑んだ。沢城拓斗（さわしろ たくと）は交際中、サプライズを仕掛けるのが得意だった。 まさか、こんなに長く付き合ってきたのに、まだこんなサプライズを用意してくれるなんて思わなかった。 ちょうど父にこの知らせを伝えようとしたとき、義理の妹である神原優奈（かんばら ゆうな）が突然家族のグループチャットで、自分も彼氏を連れて帰省すると発表した。 親戚たちは次々にイケメンを見たいと騒ぎ始めた。 次の瞬間、拓斗と彼女のツーショットが次々とグループチャットに送られてきた。 【言ったでしょ、超イケメンだって。私と同い年よ】 【おお、こんな好青年を魅了したのか、優奈すごいな】 【ふん、もちろんよ。彼は私のことが大好きなんだから】 一瞬、私は息が止まった。 なるほど、彼が今年私が母の故郷で正月を過ごすと知った後、「一緒に帰れない」と言ったわけだ。 つまり、彼が私と出くわさないことを分かっていた。 私は震える手で拓斗に最後のメッセージを送った。 【780万の結納金は返すわ。私たち、終わりよ】

「今、この5秒で……彼にキスしてもバレないよね？」 広告代理店の「ドジっ子」社員・ルナの正体は、時間を5秒だけ【 停止・逆転・加速 】させる宇宙人！ だが能力が地球人にバレれば、即・母星へ強制送還。 無能を装い静かに暮らすはずが、ルナは「氷の暴君」と恐れられるエリート上司・九条蓮の絶体絶命な窮地を見てしまい……。 「あと5秒あれば、彼を救えるのに！」 禁断の力で密かに彼を救うルナ。だが完璧すぎる偶然に、九条の鋭い瞳が光る。 「君、ただのドジじゃないな？ 正体を吐くまで離さない」 正体を隠したい宇宙人vs執着MAXの溺愛上司。5秒の静寂で繰り広げられる【 隠密無双 】コメディドラマ、開幕！　第５話以後は毎日19:00更新予定です。

Full name: Peachie Royal Nickname: Peach Age:18 Birthday: OCTOBER 10, 2002 Zodiac: Libra Height: 5'2 Most embarrassing moment: Peach is a Romance writer who doesn't believe in romance. Okay, she will admit it that she does believe in fairytales once in her lifetime. But sadly the prince charming who she thought will save her just left her! Who would have thought that her prince charming wouldn't choose her? That day she swore that she would not fall for a man with a prince's name. But destiny decided to become playful because a man named prince Caspian Sevastian just shook her life. Oh no!... what about her curse?! Is she going to break the curse spell just to love again?

—Señor instructor, ¿qué es eso duro que siento ahí abajo? En la escuela de manejo, dentro del Instituto de Artes de San Pedro, estaba dándole clases a una alumna de primer año bastante atractiva. Nunca me imaginé que esa chica, que a primera vista parecía ingenua, vendría vestida de manera tan provocativa e insistiría en sentarse sobre mis piernas para que le enseñara a manejar “mano a mano”. Durante todo el trayecto, tuve que resistir mis impulsos y concentrarme en enseñarle bien, ignorando a propósito cómo se frotaba contra mí, a veces sin querer y otras no tanto. Pero quién iba a decir que soltaría el embrague demasiado rápido. El motor se apagó y dio una sacudida. Ella cayó de sentón entre mis piernas. El impacto se sintió en su zona más íntima. Y lo único que traía puesto era una faldita corta y ropa interior de tela muy delgada.

No dia do exame de admissão da faculdade, a amiga de infância do meu namorado percebeu que havia esquecido o comprovante de inscrição em casa. Ele insiste em voltar para buscá-lo, mas eu o impeço. No fim, ela perde a prova de humanas. Tomada pelo desespero, ela se joga à morte. Mais tarde, meu namorado e eu somos aprovados na Bloomdale University, a melhor universidade do país. Construímos carreiras de sucesso e ganhamos salários de sete dígitos — nosso casamento é perfeito. No entanto, no aniversário da morte da amiga de infância dele, ele me esfaqueia repetidas vezes, tirando a minha vida. — Foi culpa sua ela ter morrido. — Ele diz. — Se eu tivesse voltado para pegar o comprovante de inscrição da Ginger, ela não teria perdido a esperança e tirado a própria vida. Quando abro os olhos novamente, percebo que voltei ao mesmo dia do exame de admissão. A voz ansiosa do meu namorado ressoa no meu ouvido. — Amelia, eu preciso voltar para pegar o comprovante de inscrição da Ginger. Desta vez, eu sorrio e digo: — Pode ir. Por favor, tome cuidado.

A high-profile rape case rocks Corvessa City. During the autopsy, I examine the deceased's private area as part of the standard procedure. My wife, a police captain, blows up in front of the onlookers. "Don't we have a female medical examiner in our unit? Do you realize you're re-victimizing the deceased? And your wife is standing right here. Are you really that desperate?" The crowd turns on me in a heartbeat. Bowing to public pressure, the department suspends me and tells me to keep reporting in at my own expense. I hand in my resignation on the spot. Without me, nobody in Corvessa City is going to crack this case.

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El día del examen de admisión a la universidad, la amiga de la infancia de mi novio se dio cuenta de que dejó su pase de admisión en casa. Él insistió en regresar para buscarlo por ella, pero yo intenté impedírselo. Al final, ella no se presentó al examen de humanidades. Desesperada, saltó por su propia cuenta a su muerte. Tiempo después, mi novio y yo fuimos admitidos en la Universidad Bloomdale, la mejor del país. Desarrollamos carreras exitosas y ganamos salarios millonarios; nuestro matrimonio era perfecto. Sin embargo, en el aniversario de la muerte de su amiga, mi esposo me apuñaló repetidamente, quitándome la vida. —Fue tu culpa que muriera —dijo—. Si yo hubiera vuelto a buscar el pase de admisión de Ginger, ella no habría perdido la esperanza ni se habría quitado la vida. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, me di cuenta de que estaba de vuelta en el mismo día del examen. La voz ansiosa de mi novio resonó en mi oído: —Amelia, tengo que regresar a buscar el pase de admisión de Ginger. Esta vez, sonreí y dije: —Adelante. Por favor, ten cuidado.

I'm reincarnated a week before the college entrance exam. Despite being the soon-to-be top scorer, I stab my eye with a syringe. In my past life, Marianne Quentin, my boyfriend Lance Russell's childhood friend, reported me for cheating off her during the final mock exam. The teacher compared our papers and found that my essay was identical to hers. He harshly criticized me and warned me not to repeat my mistake. However, Marianne reported me for copying her answers again during the math exam. Once again, my answers were found to be identical to hers. The teacher scolded me for being incorrigible and sent me home to reflect on my actions. I couldn't understand what had happened. Clearly, I'd never cheated, but my answers were nearly identical to Marianne's, whether in writing and language or in math. As the SAT exam loomed over me, I could only suppress my doubts as I stepped into the exam hall. I finished the writing paper and thought I was safe. However, Marianne stepped out and accused me of cheating again. I tried to defend myself, yet the answers on my paper were identical to hers. In the end, I was disqualified, kicked out of the exam hall, and banned from taking any exams in the next two years—just because I "cheated". I succumbed to despair and leaped from the rooftop. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to one week before the SAT.

Flynn Watson, the actual heir of the Watson family, reported me for cheating during the exams. As I stared at both copies of the test papers with perfect grades and the same answers, I found it difficult to explain what happened. Everyone took Flynn's side. Because of that, I was painted as a cheater, which resulted in my exile from the Watson family. The Watsons went as far as to get me blacklisted from all industries just so they could appease Flynn. I ended up on the streets as a homeless person, where I got tormented incessantly. In a daze, I got hit by a car. I still failed to understand why my test papers would show the same answers as Flynn's even when I was on death's door. When I open my eyes again, I've gotten reborn on the day of the exams. This time, I choose to not write anything on the exam papers at all. I'd like to see just how I can be branded as a cheater now that I'm not given any marks at all.