Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

"The next competition must be getting more and more cruel." Qian Ruolan sighed. She had never participated in this kind of competition before, so she didn't think it was a big deal, but now that she took part in it, she really felt like what Teacher Yu said before. , competition is just another sense of the battlefield in modern society.

Successful people get fame and fortune, and those who fail also fail. It can only be said that they have gained some experience of failure, but presumably no one wants to have the experience of failure.

"If you want me to say that I think it's much scarier than you imagined. You have to know that this is a live broadcast, a competition. In order not to affect the studies of other students, the duration is not very long. Next Monday we will still You have to go to class normally." Liu Xiaolu said.

"The live broadcast means that the victory of the geniuses will be more clearly highlighted, as well as the cruelty of the competition among the geniuses. That is to say, those who compete in the end and will have a lot of scenes on TV will definitely only be in the top ten, and the top [-] will be estimated later. They are all passers-by who accompany them on the run."

Pu Bingbing followed Liu Xiaolu's thinking, "Thinking about it this way, we will only be able to compete for the top [-]."

But He Yidong's expression became serious, his eyes were very sharp, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm not just content with being in the top [-] anyway, I've come to participate anyway, if I work harder, it's not impossible to get better results."

"Everyone in the next few rounds is stronger than us. Most of them are the kind who started to participate in the competition in the first year of high school and are still participating all the way to the third year of high school. They have worked hard for so many years. Time will surpass them." Guan Yelei spread his hands.

He also said: "Actually, I am very satisfied with the current ranking. Although I have a better idea, I also know that my strength is so far. I am afraid I can only run with you in the next competition. If If you want to work hard, then let me be a member of cheering, just don't dislike my voice of cheering."

"I guess no one will not dislike it. You only started to change your voice in the third year of high school. You have a really good voice." When Chang Boshe felt that there was a possibility of disputes between Guan Yelei and He Yidong , interjected on purpose.

Guan Yelei hit him on the back, "Be a human being, and mock my voice again, believe it or not, I will tell them what color your fat times are?!"

Chang Boshe:!

"You're ashamed to say that I'm a human being, but you're threatening me with the color of my underwear, who is not human?!"

"Talking about Fatty's color in public, do you believe that I'll just throw you out later?" Zhao Zixuan clasped his left hand with his right, and the sound of bones cracking made the two unlucky children instantly turn into quails.

Watching this lively scene, Zhong Huan suddenly made a villain picture of Zhao Zixuan's actions in his inexplicable mind.

The q version of Zhao Zixuan showed an extremely ferocious expression, the background was black and blue like a whirlpool, it was scary to look at, and then a bubble appeared on his head: believe it or not, I will send you to see the Buddha with my fist, Shut up for the letter! .jpg

Shaking his head to get rid of this magical picture, Zhong Huan said again, "We are only sophomores in high school, no matter what the final grade is, we hope you will go all out in the process. He Yidong can expect better grades, but we must Give me enough effort, Guan Yelei, even if you already feel that you are doing pretty well now, you probably don't mind getting better, don't let me find any willingness to compromise during the competition, or you can try it."

If Zhao Zixuan usually used force to coerce others to listen to him, then Zhong Huan used arrogance.

He doesn't need to do anything, after all, he sleeps in addition to sleeping on weekdays. This also makes others understand that he doesn't need to do anything or pick up Teacher Yu's exclusive teaching stick. He just needs to stand there and reveal a little bit of himself. If you don't have the momentum, others will have to submit themselves.

Because the final result is definitely to be taught one-on-one by him.

Being taught by him, but it consumes more brain cells than when talking about the topic before.

Every time he taught one-on-one, the person he was teaching had to go all out, and even felt a sense of despair on the execution ground.

When Zhong Huan taught one-on-one, the efficiency was very high, and all the questions were only explained once. After the explanation, he would start to ask the questions orally, and let the other party use their brains to calculate the answer. They did not bring the scratch paper. If the answer Wrong, it's very simple, he doesn't sleep, he just stares at you with his eyes...

Although everyone didn't know that Zhong Huan was relying on sleep to alleviate the tearing pain caused by his soul, and even restore his soul, but they clearly knew that he was much gentler when he was sleeping than when he was awake.

The boys who were frightened into quail by Zhao Zixuan went back obediently, and the girls also went back to their big room with Teacher Yu.

Zhong Huan didn't want to go back to sleep for the time being. The boys were more energetic, and participating in the competition didn't completely exhaust their energy. Now that they came to a strange hotel that seemed more luxurious, they would probably have a quarrel for a while, instead of letting them quarrel. When sleeping, take into account your own sleep, deliberately lower your voice and ease your movements, it is better to find a place to sleep by yourself.

After saying hello and telling them to go back to sleep when they were about to sleep, Zhong Huan went to the balcony by himself.

The reclining chair that he saw passing by the balcony of the hotel before was not occupied by other people, he walked over slowly, leaned directly on it, sighed, and then closed his eyes.

He wants to save as much power as possible. This world is just an ordinary world, there is no special power, and he can't use external force to restore his soul, he can only rely on himself. Zhong Huan can't restore his soul in a short time, but he can choose to save a certain amount The power of intermittent blocking pain.

Otherwise, once you wake up, you will always feel the extreme pain of being torn in half by a huge force.

I know that I am a more tolerant type, but there is no guarantee that I will not explode directly after a long time.

At the end of the deep sleep, it wasn't that the group of boisterous boys called themselves back to sleep, but felt a particularly fiery look in their eyes.

"Brother Zhong! Is it you?!"

As soon as Zhong Huan opened his eyes, he saw a handsome boy calling out to him eagerly.

Who is this?

That was the first thought in his mind.

But now this eager boy seemed to not need his answer, and said to himself, "Brother Zhong, didn't you say you were going to study in the UK before? Why are you still in China?!"

"Could it be that you really fell in love with the school belle as those students discussed, and after being rejected by the school belle, you were in so much pain that you chose to tell everyone to study abroad, and actually went to such a corner city?"

Zhong Huan used the little bit of strength he had just gathered to restrain the pain of his soul being torn apart, he tried to think about the memory in his brain, and finally couldn't help but let out an "ah".

He suddenly thought of who the child in front of him was, but he wished he had never thought of it.

The so-called travelers mean that they cannot stay in one world for too long, and this existence itself does not particularly like to stay in the same place.

Wandering in countless worlds is their never-ending freedom.

Ah, of course, it's not that he, as one of the parties involved, won't show embarrassment when he finds out that someone representing his black history appears in front of him.

About how many billion years ago?

Zhong Huan could barely remember.

At that time, he was born not long ago, young and flamboyant, completely different from this relatively Buddhist mentality.

He has strength, but also has a personality that he thinks is completely different from the world.

It is inherently difficult to be in a high position in a human race that is no different from one's own appearance.

At that time, when he came to this world, the system was different from the current system. At that time, he could completely reverse a world with his own power.

Arranging an interesting identity for yourself, creating a fun character, and then playing it yourself is also one of the means of entertainment.

So he became the son of the richest man in the country.

He is him, he has never changed, and he has always felt that the rich second generation is much more fun than the rich generation. Zhong Huan thought that now he should work hard to reach the pinnacle of life, and try to bring himself as a son with him. Mother Zhong, who was at the pinnacle of her life, nodded affirmatively.

But for the person in front of him, he suddenly went to a very well-known private high school in China, and then became the master of the campus with extremely fast efficiency.

The stars are strong and charming, and naturally follow many people around, and the person in front of him is one of those people, but relatively speaking, it is better to play with him, because this child has a very interesting personality .

No, Zhong Huan hadn't said anything yet, he simply admitted that he was that person, and he said it naturally, "It's impossible even if you think about it, it's just a mere schoolgirl."

"You say that the child will cry?"

"What are you thinking about Taozi! After you left Sheng'an, that school belle spread a lot of information directly or indirectly because she rejected you so that you left sadly. She really boasted that she was a generation As for the fairy, many people in the school are her licking dogs now. If you ask me, they are probably people who simply think that you can’t even catch them. If they can catch you, they will trample you under their feet. There are such stupid people."

This kind of direct exchange of information with Zhong Huan without barriers gave him a little headache after hundreds of millions of years of memory, of course it was only a little bit.

At the beginning, he thought this world was boring, and wanted to go to the world of Gaowu to play, how chic he was, but now he appeared here and could not switch worlds, otherwise he might be damaged by the storm of time and space for the second time. Headache.