Has the scumbag actor confessed?

"I saw that you were so nervous before the exam, so I just gave you a reassurance. Do you really take it seriously? The blind worship of feudal superstition by you scumbags is really admirable!"

Zhong Yi crossed his arms, looked at the other person's stupidity, and said arrogantly: "How can there be any koi or amulets in this world? If you want to get it, you have to pay! Instead of believing these folk rumors, it's better to get a few more sets." Question! There is no savior, everything depends on oneself!"

Shen Xifeng held the pile of identical "talismans" and was on the verge of crying, "You, you! I didn't expect that you, with a pretty face, would be able to deceive people! Me, I have been sleeping with this bag of dried flowers for the past two days!"

"Who told you not to be smart? Believe anything others say?" Zhong Yi sarcastically said.

Shen Xifeng felt even more aggrieved, "You are not someone else! You are Zhong Yi! If you say the sky is red, I will believe it!"

"...Then I said you are just an elm bump, do you believe it?"

"Stinky boy, if you don't fight for three days, you will be exposed to the house!" Shen Xifeng threw away the dried flower bag, rolled up his sleeves, and made a gesture to grab Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi dodged lightly, jumped up, and ran away.

The two circled around the room a few times, and finally Shen Xifeng caught Zhong Yi's arm and slapped him on the buttocks.

This was originally just a slapstick action, but after that slap, Shen Xifeng suddenly felt his palms burn, and the familiar evil fire immediately rushed to his chest, which made him let go of his hand in a hurry.

"Well, next week I will go to Beijing to take the art test." Shen Xifeng changed the subject abruptly, tilting his head and not daring to look at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi had made enough noise, felt sleepy, yawned, and lazily replied: "Yes, I will go to school next week."

"Yeah." Shen Xifeng nodded, it's always safe in school, "After the art test, I went directly to Nanjing to record the singer's show, and it took about ten days in total, you stay at school obediently, don't run out blindly .”

As he said that, Shen Xifeng thought of something again, "Should I give you a bodyguard?"

Zhong Yi's lazy waist had just stretched halfway, and he was frightened back.

"I'm not a star, why do I need a bodyguard?"

"I'm afraid those reporters will come to trouble you again." Shen Xifeng said.

"Come on." Zhong Yi waved his hand indifferently, "They are not interested in coming because you are not here. You should pay more attention to yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Yi walked to the bathroom by himself, washed his hands and brushed his teeth, and got ready for bed.

Shen Xifeng stood outside and wanted to leave but was reluctant to leave, so he found some topics to dawdle time.

After finishing tidying up, Zhong Yi came out, opened the quilt, and unceremoniously gave the order to chase away the guests: "I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, you rest." Shen Xifeng said, but his body didn't move at all.

Zhong Yi sat by the bed and saw that he had no intention of leaving voluntarily, so he had no choice but to ask, "What else do you need?"

"Ah?" Shen Xifeng was taken aback by the question, turned his head, and immediately said: "Yes. Today's matter has been settled, don't worry any more, it won't have anything to do with you at all. Brother can cover it."

Zhong Yi nodded in disinterest, and fell down: "Turn off the lights for me when you go out."

This could not be more clear.

Shen Xifeng understood, got up and came to Zhong Yi's bedside, and smoothed the quilt for him very smoothly.

Looking up at Zhong Yi's confused eyes, Shen Xifeng smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head:

"Wait for me obediently at home. Brother will be back soon. Brother will assure you that no one will bully our Zhong Yiyi again."

After one model, the whole city will approve the test papers uniformly, and you have to wait a few days before the results can be issued.

And because all the teachers of the main subject were taken away to mark the papers, they spent most of their time in self-study these days.

This is a rare break for the students of No. [-] Middle School who have always studied in the dark.

The conflict that happened at the school gate last week was suppressed by the school. They only made verbal criticism to the participants, and all of them went back to continue to study the questions.

At this juncture, the school does not want to delay any college entrance examination candidates, not to mention that there is still love in it.

Back at school, Zhong Yi was busier than a dog. From morning to night, there was an endless stream of people looking for him to give lectures, and the queue could circle the entire teaching building.

It's about to enter April, and everyone is as crazy as a chicken blood.

Although Zhong Yi's attitude is not very good, and he will speak harsh words from time to time, but he has more time than the teacher.

In addition, I like to solve problems with concise and concise ideas, and a few sentences can make people suddenly understand. He is firmly seated as the king of questions.

Zhong Yi was pestered day and night by her classmates from all walks of life, and had no time to drink water and go to the toilet. After a few days, the corners of her mouth were blistered.

The students were very moved when they saw it, and then doubled the questions they threw at him.

But still very conscientiously sent boxes of chrysanthemum Luo Han Guo, which made the king angry.

When Zhong Yi's voice started to hoarse, the teachers finally came back, and they also brought back the same grades.

No. 36 Middle School ranked second in the city's [-] key middle school entrance examinations, losing to its old rival No. [-] Middle School.

The grade director held the tea mug, and went from class [-] to class [-] for two full hours without taking a breath.

On the way, he also scolded and ran away a few children who came to borrow books in the third year of high school during get out of class time.

The entire high school was shrouded in a white terror of bleak wind and rain.

When school was about to leave in the afternoon, Zhong Yi was called to the office by Teacher He.

When he stepped into the office, Mr. He was looking at something on the computer.

Seeing him coming, she rarely smiled, and pointed to the stool in front of her to motion him to sit down.

"Look at this."

Teacher He turned the computer screen to Zhong Yi, and clicked the mouse.

The scene that happened at the school gate last week suddenly appeared on the screen. The camera shakes badly, but the picture quality is very clear.

Zhong Yi clearly saw himself anxiously trying to rush into the reporter's encirclement. After several failures, he turned around and waved out of the screen, "Quick!".

Then, foam hit the sky and covered the sky, even the lens was covered with foam.

Video so far.

Zhong Yi raised her head and looked at Mr. He without knowing it.

"The video you saw was sent directly to the Admissions Office of University B." Mr. He rubbed his brows, considering what to say next.

"University B sent someone to find out the situation, and they believed that you were indeed the one who provoked the whole incident, so," Teacher He turned his face slightly, and swallowed hard, "They canceled your admission qualification."

Zhong Yi didn't react much when he heard the words, but was stunned for a few seconds.

His eyes moved, and he asked: "Our school didn't punish me, right? Can I still take the college entrance examination?"

"Ah?" Teacher He didn't expect Zhong Yi to ask this, and shook his head: "The school will not punish you. There is absolutely no problem with your file. You can take the college entrance examination at any time."

"That's fine." Zhong Yi smiled apologetically at Mr. He: "You must have said a lot of good things for me and caused you trouble."

"Oh, what trouble is not trouble!"

Teacher He shook his head dejectedly, and kept sighing: "Oh! The teacher is incompetent, so I can't help you fight for it! This is a sure thing, why..."

"It's okay." Zhong Yi turned to comfort the teacher: "It's just one more exam, it's nothing."

Teacher He hesitated: "That's what I said, but... well, I haven't notified your father yet..."

"Don't tell him." Zhong Yi quickly interrupted the teacher, "He's just a legal guardian, it's meaningless, I decide on my own."

"But, Zhong Yi, anyway..." Teacher He wanted to say something more, but with a movement of his elbow, he touched the mouse.

The arrow slides to the news box that automatically pops up at the bottom of the screen, and one of the video news is opened.

Along with the screen, the reporter's commentary sounded.

"Today is the first day of the Chinese opera art test, and it is not yet 8 o'clock, and we can see that there is already a long queue here.

"Just like the art exams in previous years, this year's art exams also have many good-looking and even star-faced students...

"However, among the waiting crowd, we didn't see the national idol Shen Yu."

"Shen Yu, who debuted as a singer, is about to reach his birthday in October this year. Like many transformational artists, he chose to perform and aspires to become an actor in the future. It is reported that Shen Yu only applied for a university in Chinese opera. It seems that he It was the determination to break the boat.

"However, we didn't see Shen Yu in the queue to take the exam today. Could it be that he gave up the exam? Of course not.

"More than an hour ago, when the team hadn't started to take shape, our reporter captured the scene of Shen Yu rushing to the examination room. It turned out that he wanted to enter the examination room early without attracting attention."

At this time, the scene changed, and the sky became much darker. Shen Yu, who was dressed in black and wore a mask, came hurriedly from the dawn of Beijing.

Remember to swarm up and follow his pace, throwing one question after another.

Shen Yu walked quickly, barely answering, Cheng Ge who followed behind him controlled the distance between the reporter and him.

When entering the school gate, the reporter asked the last question loudly: "The college entrance examination is still two months away, Shen Yu, do you have confidence in the cultural examination?"

Hearing this, Shen Yu, who was walking in a hurry, paused, turned his head, and smiled confidently: "Of course, because I have the best teacher in the world!"