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"Brother Chen is so arrogant, he dared to whistle in the face of Big Boss Zixing." Ma Feichen said in a low voice.

Li Qiankun asked in a low voice, "Aren't they two, that one, who do you think is more powerful?"

Ma Feichen paused, "Which kind of power are you talking about?"

Li Qiankun: "?"

Jian Zixing stood up, "Teacher, can we get the paper?"

"Yes, yes..." Lao Ma was stunned when he heard the words, "But you are full of mathematics and science..."

"That doesn't matter." Jian Zixing frowned and said, "I just want to read the Chinese paper."

Discussions in the class exploded like a frying pan, and finally someone brought the story of betting in the hallway that had spread in the post bar to the surface for discussion.

Lao Ma sighed blankly, "All the papers have returned to the grade group, and you can go to Teacher Hu to open them after school."

"Thank you teacher." Jian Zixing sat down expressionlessly.

Lao Ma lightly knocked on the podium table to signal everyone to continue their self-study quietly, then paused at the door of the classroom, and looked back at the corner of the last row.

"In fact, mathematics and comprehensive science are still very important subjects. You can't say that they don't matter just because you have high scores." Ma sighed heavily, "Everyone, you are science students, you should pay more attention to mathematics and science."

Li Qiankun muttered underneath, "Human beings with normal mental levels pay attention to it, and there is no need to remind them."

The old horse left, and the classroom soon became quiet again, and everyone studied separately.

Jian Zixing lowered his head and continued to calculate the model. After calculating for a while, he suddenly realized that someone hadn't come to show off. He was a little surprised, so he put down his notebook and looked to the side.

Zhong Chen was writing something with his head down, when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a note.

Jian Zixing was stunned for a while, "What are you doing?"

"Hush." ​​Zhong Chen compared his index finger to his lips, and glanced at Gao Gao's direction with his eyes.

Jian Zixing was surprised and whispered, "Arranging the notes for Gao Ang?"

"Yeah." Zhong Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I will summarize the knowledge points you gave me before, and I will sort out the outline of all three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry and give it to him."

"Why?" Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows, "Do you have anything to ask him?"

"Tsk." Zhong Chen sighed, "That's right, please stop looking at me with the expression of abducting his son."

Jian Zixing kicked him lightly under the table when he heard the words, "Speak humanly."

"This is what people say." Zhong Chen sighed in a low voice, "Gao Ang is your true friend, so it is harder to accept this than others. Even if you explain it to him, he will force himself to accept it for the sake of friendship with you. .”

"But this is a process." Jian Zixing said, "Sooner or later..."

"I want to speed up this process. One day sooner or later, preferably tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or next week." Zhong Chen squinted at the back of Gao Gao's head, and said in a low voice: "The college entrance examination is coming, don't worry about it." It made people restless for a long time."

After Zhong Chen finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to summarize his notes, while Jian Zixing watched silently for a while.Zhong Chen really put in a lot of thought. His original knowledge points were written on the basics. Zhong Chen added a lot of advanced problem-solving ideas to it.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of what Zhong Chen said before, that he was not interested in any subject, and that he would have to do work dealing with people in the future.This guy looks careless on the surface and doesn't care about anyone, but he is actually very sensitive.

Jian Zixing thought for a while, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a line and pushed it over.

- Self-enrollment, do you take professional orientation or general drop?

Originally thought that Zhong Chen would think about it for a while, but after reading the note, he didn't hesitate at all, and quickly replied: "Professional orientation."

Jian Zixing: Have an idea?

Zhong Chen folded the note and threw it into the pencil case, turned his head to look at him, curled his lips, reached out and lightly wrote four words with a pencil on his calculation paper.

Financial Mathematics.

"Huh?" Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you not interested in economics?"

"I seriously talked to my mother about this matter." Zhongchen sighed, "My parents don't want me to take the police exam, and I also feel that if I drag my family, I'll forget it, and I may not pass the political trial. Go through the rest of the majors, and I’m still a little interested in this.”

"This major is dealing with numbers." Jian Zixing said, looking into his eyes.

"Profession is, but work is not." Zhong Chen put down his pen, and his lips curled up with a somewhat expectant arc, and said: "Say to the middle of the pyramid, deal with risk and randomness. Talk to the top of the pyramid, to be a trader, that is to work with How interesting it is that the countless individuals behind the numbers are playing the same game.”

"You just like excitement." Jian Zixing said.

Zhong Chen nodded and smiled, "Yes."

When the bell rang after school, Jian Zixing put his hand on his schoolbag and said, "Q University's economic management division is very high, your language is a little..."

"Applied Mathematics first." Zhong Chen tidied up the note paper and said: "The foundation is solid, the postgraduates will be divided into gold, the road will be taken step by step, and the meal will be eaten one bite at a time. There is no rush."

He had already packed his things while talking, Jian Zixing was dazed for half a second, then picked up his schoolbag and stood up.

"I still have selfish intentions." Zhong Chen muttered again in a low voice: "Can the students from our mathematics department try our best to compete with those from your engineering department? I want to calculate models with you in the future."

"Fart." Jian Zixing twitched his lips indifferently when he heard the words, "Our engineering department's calculation model is more based on electromechanics and dynamics, what do you in the pure mathematics department know?"

The first semester is not over yet, but it is indeed time to discuss the schools and majors to apply for.

Not only Jian Zixing and Zhong Chen, but the hallway was full of voices discussing the school, and the small groups of several people were also communicating and comparing schools and majors every day.

In the grade office, a boy was sitting on the stool opposite Hu Xiujie crying, and Hu Xiujie handed him a paper with a troubled expression on his face.

Jian Zixing only recognized it from the profile when he walked to the door. He was the number one in Class [-], called...forgot.

He didn't do well in the exam, and was ruthlessly crushed by the fresh vanguard of the enemy school. This was not only his own sorrow, but also related to the guilt of not being able to win honor for the school, and he cried so much.

Jian Zixing stood at the door and paused, hesitating, when Zhong Chen grabbed his sleeve and dragged him out.

"Don't come in, don't provoke him." Zhongchen sighed in a low voice, "I'll send a message to the director and ask her to show us the papers."

Jian Zixing nodded.

After Zhong Chen sent the message, the two stood waiting at the door. Unexpectedly, the crying inside became louder and louder. Hu Xiujie seemed to be trying to persuade him, but after saying a few words, the student became even more emotional.Jian Zixing originally looked down at the phone, but suddenly felt that he heard Zhongchen's name faintly, and turned his head to look in blankly, as if there was nothing there.

After a while, Hu Xiujie came out with their papers, closed the office door behind his back, and let out a deep sigh.

"Here you two." She rubbed the bridge of her nose, "Why do you want Chinese papers? Let me tell you, Zhongchen, that your Chinese composition score is not low this time. The papers were approved by the teachers selected by the Education Bureau, not our school year teachers. Don't make trouble with me."

"No trouble." Zhong Chen glanced inside, "What's going on inside?"

Originally it was a casual question, anxious to go back to the score, but unexpectedly Hu Xiujie sighed, "Come with me."

The students in the corridor were all walking towards the stairs. Hu Xiujie led him against the flow of people to the window sill of the plug, and Jian Zixing followed.

"We got a total of four self-enrollment places for Q University this year, and yours has basically been locked." Hu Xiujie said: "We allocated self-enrollment places in previous years based on the students' personal wishes and the final exam results of this semester. As long as you're serious, you should be fine."

"Does he have a problem with the assignment of self-enrollment?" Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "That's not the case, he is also in the top three and top four in his grade, and Jian Zixing will not participate, so it will be his turn no matter what."

"No." Hu Xiujie shook his head, "What I just said was the rules of previous years. This year, the Education Bureau held a meeting to discuss and advised us to delegate the qualifications of the head school to students in grades five to ten, because these children are less capable. Go to the first two schools. But you two, him, including Liu Yi, if there is no accident, it is enough to pass the entrance examination. Because your Chinese performance is not stable, so whether it is last year or this year's rules, you can get this qualification .”

Zhong Chen frowned upon hearing this, and after a while, he whispered: "This year's rules are not fair."

Jian Zixing nodded, "It's really unfair. Why does the school require that the first person in the exam is too stable and give up the good self-enrollment conditions to the people behind? Besides, is he really stable? The results of the college entrance examination are also linked to psychological quality. he……"

"These teachers all know." Hu Xiujie waved his hand and interrupted, "So we are asking for his own opinion. Self-enrollment is not suitable for everyone. He is a type of solid study, and he is not good at doing side-question problems like self-enrollment. , It can also be seen from this exam. It takes two months to prepare for self-enrolment. The most likely result is a chicken-and-egg fight. college entrance examination."

Zhong Chen nodded upon hearing this.

"It's strange that the teacher didn't communicate clearly. He just asked who should be qualified for the self-enrollment. As I said, he has no objection to the others, but he caught you." Hu Xiujie rubbed the bridge of his nose when he said this, "This kid It’s a bit extreme now, no matter how I explain it to him, he won’t listen to it. Now I’ve given him the qualification, but he still feels aggrieved. The teacher came to you to say, stay away these two days. If it happens If he speaks badly, don't do it."

Zhong Chen paused when he heard the words, and then slowly put his hands into his trouser pockets after a while, "Do I look like someone who fights when I disagree with you?"

"No, you are." Hu Xiujie gave him an angry look, and said, "You both did well in the exam this time, hold on tight and go to bed early every day."

"Got it." Zhong Chen smiled, "Goodbye, Director."

When the people left, Zhong Chen sighed quietly.

Jian Zixing asked: "How do you say?"

"What can I say." He curled his lips, "I'm not a thin-skinned person, so if you come to sue me, just sue, and it's impossible for me to fight a little wronged person."

Jian Zixing nodded upon hearing this.Hu Xiujie was very considerate of the students, but he still missed Zhong Chen.All of Zhong Chen's arrogance comes with justice, and his coldness and irascibility are nothing more than a protective layer. After taking off this layer, he is essentially a very good-tempered person, even gentle.

Zhong Chen reached out and hooked Jian Zixing's shoulder, passed by the fireproof corridor, opened the door casually, and hugged him in.

"Don't change the subject, Mr. Zixing." He smiled and said, "Let's score."

"Compare." Jian Zixing turned indifferent for a moment, and slapped the papers of the two on the wall one by one, "It's not certain who wins and who loses."

Zhong Chen didn't make a sound when he heard the words, and stood still for a while, and waited until the voice control light just went out, then he softly shut up.

Jian Zixing immediately realized what he was going to do, and rolled his eyes ruthlessly in the dark.

One of the two held the test paper on the wall with both hands, and the other turned on the flashlight with his mobile phone, and started to score furtively.

Multiple choice questions, tie.

For social science reading, Zhong Chen lost three points, Jian Zixing didn't lose, and Jian Zixing got 1 point.

"Your total score is higher than mine, so you accumulated two more points, and now I've got one point back." Jian Zixing said.

Zhong Chen said: "Don't forget that I have a high total score, and I must have a higher score in the future than you."

"Then continue."

For reading ancient poems and essays, Jian Zixing scored two points higher and gained another point.

He said: "It's evened now. There are two extra-curricular reading and composition. Although you must score higher than me in at least one of them, don't forget the combo points we stipulate. Now I win two consecutively. If I have a higher score than you in extracurricular reading, 1 point will be offset by your composition points, and I will win with the 1 point added by combo."

Zhong Chen looked at him, "If your reading is lower than mine and your composition is higher than mine, then we will be even. But if your reading and composition are both lower than mine, you will lose two points to me."

Jian Zixing sneered, "Give up, I will bite you to death."

Zhong Chen bit the top of the phone with his teeth, and flipped two papers from Jian Zixing's hand at the same time.

For the reading test, Zhong Chen chose literary texts to read, and Jian Zixing chose practical texts to read.The full score is 25, Zhong Chen is 19, and Jian Zixing is 18.

Jian Zixing froze, Zhong Chen immediately flipped through the paper again, composition, Jian Zixing 49, Zhong Chen 51.

"You can actually write a 50-point composition??" Jian Zixing couldn't believe his eyes, "What the hell..."

Before he finished speaking, the bright light of the mobile phone above his head suddenly tilted, Zhong Chen stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket, and squeezed up in an instant.

Jian Zixing: "What the hell are you..."

"If you lose a point, you will be kissed once. You are not allowed to put on a bad face, and you are not allowed to beat someone, so you can just get caught obediently." Zhong Chen said in his ear, "Xue Shen, can't you afford it?"

The black lights and blind lights completely fulfilled someone's conspiracy to not disturb the voice-activated lights from the very beginning.

Before Jian Zixing had time to break the contract and scold others, he was pressed against the wall with both hands on his shoulders. This guy probably tried his best to catch the bad guy, pinching his shoulders hurts, and he hit the wall behind him. It hurts, it hurts so much that I want to scold my mother.

Jian Zixing didn't want to admit that he couldn't afford it, but he really wanted to fight this person, so he stretched out his hand and killed Zhong Chen's shirt collar, intending to seize the opportunity directly without reason.

"I know you." Zhong Chen flashed to the side, and immediately posted it without saying a word. The moment Jian Zixing opened his mouth to bite him, there was a time difference of one-tenth of a second, and he nibbled on Jian Zixing's lips first.

Jian Zixing: "..."

Zhong Chen bit his lower lip, wanted to have fun but didn't feel relieved to let it go, he could only make do with it, and a low, vague laugh rolled out of his throat.

Jian Zixing hated it in his heart, "Stable."

Go away.

"No prize." Zhong Chen said vaguely.

A smile was smothered in his chest, and the dike was about to burst, Zhong Chen let go of his mouth without saying a word, and kissed him genuinely for a moment.Jian Zixing kicked his calf, and bit his tongue indifferently. In return, he spread Jian Zixing's shoulder and inserted his ten fingers into his hair and rubbed vigorously.

"What the hell are you?" Jian Zixing cursed angrily.

"It belongs to a dog." Zhong Chen hummed the second half for him, kissed until both of them were out of breath, their lungs were about to explode, then he let go, pressed his chest against the wall and said with a gasp : "That's only one point."

The voice-activated light came on, but the two of them had no time to hide.

It was so hot that it exploded, both faces were flushed, and when they ran into the opponent's sight, their black eyes were tacitly covered with a film of water, but they were not clear, but mixed with a trace of inexplicable emotion.

Zhong Chen suddenly felt his scalp explode, he turned around abruptly and took two steps towards the edge of the steps, cursing in a low voice.

Not so recently.

I tried to kiss deeply before, but I don't know why, whether it's the atmosphere or something, today is extra fierce.

He even suspected that he was caught by Paige Xueshen's dizzy, angry and patient look after the light was turned on.

Jian Zixing didn't scold anyone, so it was probably in a similarly bad situation.

Zhong Chen calmed down for a while, then he slowed down a bit, and then let out a long sigh.

"It's over," he said. "We're over."

"Farting." Jian Zixing gasped and said, "You never thought of that?"

Zhong Chen didn't answer, and turned around to look at him after a long while, and said, "It's still one point away, can we not fight? Why do we get to do it every time we kiss?"

Jian Zixing turned around angrily to hide his embarrassment, lowered his head for a quick glance, then looked away, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's one point short, we'll talk about it next time."