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Pushing open the door, the warmth in the classroom immediately envelops you.Jian Zixing went back to his seat, lowered his head and continued to read.

"Boss." Li Qiankun turned around and looked at him sympathetically, "Brother Chen passed a hundred or so in the exam this time? Hu Xiujie won't take you along to clean up, right?"

Song Yangyang next to him put down his pen, "I don't think this is fair."

"I think you should shut up." Jian Zixing said indifferently, "Is the answer correct?"

"Yes." Li Qiankun suddenly became depressed again, "Boss, or else you can give me counseling in the future, brother Chen has given up treatment, I still have hope! Those handwritten knowledge points of yours..."

"Get rolling." Zhong Chen walked up to him and kicked him on the stool, kicking him repeatedly like nails, "Shut up, shut up, I'll set you on fire if you add fuel to the fucking fire!" Let it go to the sky, talk again, talk again!"

Jian Zixing felt that his hairs that had just flattened stood up again, and he raised his eyes to stare at Zhong Chen.

Zhong Chen froze, raised his foot and continued to kick Li Qiankun's stool, "The handwritten knowledge points have solidified my foundation! It has established my confidence to win the college entrance examination! It has given me continuous encouragement! You know what a fart."

"You have a fucking foundation." Li Qiankun pulled up the collar of his sweater to cover his face while talking stubbornly.

Zhong Chen rolled up his sleeves, and Jian Zixing suddenly turned his pen in Yu Guangli.

The tip of the pen circled around and tapped on the page, leaving a small dot of ink, and then turned around again.

This is a signal of distress.

"Are you going back to your seat?" Jian Zixing asked seemingly calmly.

"Hui Hui Hui." Zhong Chen immediately put down his sleeves and returned to his seat to sit down.

Before Li Qiankun had time to celebrate the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he heard a bang behind him, the earth shook and the mountains shook, everyone around was startled.

Zhong Chen flew out with the stool, and the stool hit Song Yangyang's stool and stopped. Zhong Chen flew out for a while, and hit Song Yangyang while sitting.

Song Yangyang cried out in fright, "What are you doing, brother Chen, hug me all of a sudden!"

Zhong Chen's expression was serious, and he stretched out his hand to support the stool after a while, leaning on Song Yangyang's body with his buttocks to stand up straight, and lightly licked the folds of his shirt.

"Brother Chen misses you, come here to have a look." Zhong Chen looked up at him, stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Eat less, you're covered in meat."

There was no sound in the classroom. From the first row, everyone looked back with horror on their faces.

Half of the people were looking at Jian Zixing, who was expressionless and full of evil spirits.

The other half was looking at Zhong Chen who was smiling gently and exuding the madness of a terrorist.

Zhong Chen put one hand into his trouser pocket, raised his foot on the stool scale, kicked it around half a circle, and dragged the back of the chair back to his seat.

He stood on the outside of the stool and glanced lazily at Jian Zixing, while Jian Zixing raised his eyes and looked back calmly.

Li Qiankun explained in a low voice, "The confrontation of the century is just around the corner, let's see them crackling and sparking..."

Ma Feichen pinched him hard to tell him to shut up to save his life, so he swallowed the second half of his words.

"Young hero has good legs." Zhong Chen said with a subtle smile.

People around began to tremble in unison, Zhong Chen looked at Jian Zixing for a moment, then slowly leaned forward, bent over and leaned forward.

Jian Zixing didn't move, and continued to look at him bluntly and calmly, "Why?"

Zhong Chen approached, and said in Jian Zixing's ear: "I was wrong, Xing Xing, let me go back to my seat, I will copy all the knowledge points you copied ten times to consolidate the foundation."

"Oh." Jian Zixing looked away impatiently, turned over a page of the book in his hand, and continued to look down.

So Zhong Chen pushed the stool back, sat down leisurely, and sent Li Qiankun away looking back with a whistle.

The classroom door was pushed open, and a figure holding a thermos cup appeared, and the people in front turned back to continue studying with a tacit understanding.

"Everyone put down the pens in your hands and leave the last 10 minutes before school to me."

Lao Ma held a thin piece of A4 paper in his hand, and everyone stared at the paper, creating a delicate atmosphere.

"Don't be too nervous, this is not a report card." Lao Ma smiled, "I have already checked out the total scores of everyone in our class, but the school year list is not complete, and we will see the results tomorrow morning. The total scores, you guys You checked the answer just now, and you know it in your heart, right?"

"Have."

"No."

The people below replied hesitantly.

Lao Ma sighed, "There are many pitfalls in mathematics and physics this time. If you choose one, you will get five points. If you are a little sloppy, the total score may drop to thirty or forty. In this case, there are many classes in our class, even the fourth class."

"Everyone needs to adjust their mentality. It's only October now, and there are still more than 200 days before the college entrance examination. I just came back and called Jian Zixing and Zhong Chen. I saw that there were several people crying in this room. What about it? Xu Qilu, why are you crying? It’s okay to pass the exam again.”

The girls who had been named twitched their nostrils again when they heard the words, and the old horse quickly waved his hands, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything. It's okay for you to want to release your emotions, but don't go too far. I can understand the pressure of most of our class. They are all older than the freshmen, and the Elite Class [-] I led last year is similar to you. They are not big and burdensome, but they only started to howl collectively from around the same pattern. If you count your fingers, your progress is too fast. Hurry up."

Finally someone in the class smiled, and the old Ma let out a sigh of relief, "Senior seniors are divided into classes according to their grades, but our class is different, and the goals of the college entrance examination are very different from each other, because of this, you should be less concerned about others. , focus more on yourself, focus on the moment.”

"More than half of us are from the previous year of Yingzhong, and you all know that I brought a student named Ye Si." Lao Ma smiled, "That kid has a personality. In fact, his grades are pretty good, but he just doesn't do well. It was not until the third year of high school that I showed some ability, about [-] in the school year, on the edge of the fourth class."

The classroom fell silent, and after a while, someone said, "But Ye Si has counterattacked."

"Yes, it's a counterattack." Lao Ma nodded with a smile, "But in the first semester, he struggled to get a dozen or so names, and even fell back. He didn't break out until he reached the top. Of course, I'm not going to tell you that one model is the deadline to witness potential, one model is exactly not, because from one model to the college entrance examination, he has climbed another [-] or [-] points."

The classroom was very quiet, and Jian Zixing also put down his pen, looked up at the podium, and saw the blackness on the back of his head.

Zhong Chen gently picked at his leg from below, and he kicked him in vain, but he didn't use much force.

"I have a small notebook here." The old horse reached into his pocket and took out a stack of post-it notes, "Aside from mentioning the big devil He Xiu, he is not a human being. This notebook records that everyone in the fourth class is crying. The story of the nose."

There were people in the audience, and Li Qiankun was also amused, and whispered to Ma Feichen, "Senior He Xiu is not human, do you hear me?"

"Old Ma really dares to say it." Ma Feichen nodded.

"Everyone in my class cried in the third year of high school. This is just what I have seen. The average person cried 1.4 times, except Ye Si." Lao Ma held a cup and recalled, "I still remember that one night nearby, the class Like the plague, I almost died of fright when I passed by the back door, my good fellow, everyone in the class was crying, I was in a trance and thought they were dead, the head teacher."

There was someone laughing at the bottom, Le Bandao suddenly shrunk his mouth again, lowered his head to hold back his tears.

"At that time, He Xiuyes was sitting in the penultimate row, and Yesi's study materials were piled up into three mountains, one on the left and two on the right, squeezing He Xiu into a space that was only one-fifth of the width of a desk. It’s a small place, I’m aggrieved to read comics.”

"The whole class is howling, only you, Senior Ye Si, are doing crazy calculations. The calculation paper is rattling, and you have to do it with the test papers all the time. The person in front of you is crying. He picked up the facial tissue with his left hand and smashed it. , and flipped a paper with his right hand." Lao Ma smiled and touched the wall of the thermos, "I sent them away later, but that picture is very deep in my mind, and I can always think of it. Talking about so many other people's things, yes I want to tell everyone that no matter whether you are in the third year or the fourth year in high school, everyone who reaches the end is fighting for their will, and everyone has emotions, but you must learn to overcome your emotions in order to keep moving forward."

The school bell rang, and the corridor quickly became commotion. Only the people in Class Zero remained motionless, and the classroom was very quiet.

The old horse put the piece of paper on the blackboard with a magnet, and said: "According to the total scores of everyone in this exam, I will list the schools that everyone can currently choose, and the schools that can be attended by a hop. Deciding your future is just for your reference. I have selected the schools that I can go to in a short jump from the list of self-enrollment, and the self-enrollment is about to start registration, and you can come to me according to your own situation.”

"Don't make a sad face." The old horse smiled and waved his hands, "After school, hurry up if you are in a hurry to eat supper."

The life mentor, Lao Ma, floated out of the classroom in a fairy way, and it took a few seconds for the class to start making noise.

"I'm really terrified. I'm still trembling. Feel it." Li Qiankun took Ma Feichen's hand and pressed it on his chest, "It's so strong. In the past, mediocre people of my generation could only lead Ye Shen in the school year rankings." It’s the first time I’ve heard people say how he learned it at the time, and I have a fucking sense of the picture.”

"Yesi is very strong." Ma Feichen said in a low voice, "Last year, every time I passed by the back door of Class [-], I saw him studying, and it became more and more frightening at the later stage. I didn't dare to look at him before the college entrance examination. Feelings of oppression."

"The king." Li Qiankun sighed, looking at the group of people who rushed forward to look at the list, "But I was a little bit overwhelmed by what the old horse said, so I don't have high hopes for myself, as long as next year Just stop getting me a forensic doctor."

Ma Feichen smiled and rubbed his shoulders twice, "Just open it up if you want, it's just an exam, there's nothing to be sad about."

"The king is a hammer." Zhong Chen bumped Jian Zixing's elbow, and muttered in a low voice, "Just eat hot pot with the kid last time, right? He's a big guy, but he still wants to see Pikachu?"

"It's him." Jian Zixing glanced, "Do you have a problem?"

"I have no objection." Zhong Chen yawned, "I just think 720 points in the college entrance examination is just like that. As for what, the old horse has made me a god, and I can pass 720 points."

"The premise is that you don't digress in your composition." Jian Zixing said with a cold face.

"My composition is really good this time, but the grader's level is not good enough." Zhong Chen said and stood up, "I'll ask the Chinese teacher now, why only give me more than 30."

Jian Zixing didn't bother to talk to him, but he still couldn't help asking, "What did you write?"

"The taste of the new year." Zhong Chen stared, "I wrote that when I was young, my mother cooked fifteen dishes and made more than 80 dumplings. My dad came back from an urgent business and ate a dumpling and brought me a pair of new ones. shoe……"

"Hey." Jian Zixing rubbed his cheeks frantically, and sighed, "You need to write an argumentative essay for the college entrance examination! This is obviously a topic that expressly tells you to discuss traditional festivals and culture."

"Really?" Zhong Chen frowned, uncertain: "I'm talking about it, dumplings, are they the taste of the New Year? Is that kind of meringue filled with sesame seeds considered the taste of the New Year? And the new shoes smell very strong Father's love, I wrote such disgusting words with my eyes closed, so it's not worth fifty cents?"

A guy who habitually eavesdropped on the boss's chat almost fell off the stool with joy.

"Brother Chen." Li Qiankun turned his head and looked up at him, "The teacher gave you more than 30? The teacher is so tolerant."

"Teacher is indeed a good person." Ma Feichen nodded frankly.

Zhong Chen was too lazy to argue with them, so he picked up his schoolbag and was about to go to the Chinese teacher to argue, but he saw that the group of people in front of him was getting louder and louder, everyone discussed frantically for a while, and then stopped by coincidence, and turned their heads to look at it together with him.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Jian Zixing sighed and stuffed the books he was going to read at night into his schoolbag, stood up and said in a low voice, "I guess you have revealed your secrets. By the way, are you going to participate in the self-enrollment?"

"I have to participate." Zhong Chen turned around and whispered to him, "My composition is not stable. If the college entrance examination questions are easy, and the gap in mathematics, science and comprehensive science cannot be bridged, I won't be able to go to the same school as you."

"Brother Chen, you..." Liu Yi stood in the crowd and looked back at him inexplicably. After a long pause, he asked politely, "Just now, Lao Ma and Hu Xiujie were looking for you..."

Everyone's face was like paper, looking at that breezy guy like a ghost.

Zhong Chen walked over, "Everyone gives way."

Everyone got out of the way, and he walked through the cleared passage and stood in front of the school suggestion sheet posted on the blackboard.

Jian Zixing stood lazily beside him, raised his eyes and glanced at the two rows at the top.

Jian Zixing——Current division, big Q, self-recruitment suggestion:-

Zhongchen——Current segment, Q is big, self-recruitment suggestion: Q is big.

Everyone was silent, except for the two big bosses in front of the list with normal expressions.

Zhong Chen raised his arm lazily on Jian Zixing's shoulder, turned his head slightly, and said, "There are quite a few old horses, let you focus on the competition. It's best to use the competition to get a pass from the School of Mechanical Engineering and let me participate in the self-enrollment. Smooth composition risk."

Jian Zixing looked at it for a while, then raised his hand lazily to knock his arm off, and said, "You need to say it."