Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

Of course, in Zhao Zixuan's opinion, rejection is the best choice.

Zhong Huan sleeps very lightly. At this time, he can still move along with him being carried on his back instead of being carried on his back. This means that he still has a certain degree of consciousness, but if he is really awakened, he must also Very uncomfortable.

When Zhao Zixuan saw the host standing in front of him again, his expression was a bit ugly, but he still said,

"We don't accept interviews. He is a little unwell now and wants to rest for a while. Could you please make way?"

Zhao Zixuan felt that he had never been so polite in his life.

The host in front of him was also in a difficult situation. If he didn't ask the netizens for an answer, what should he do if they let those netizens run out of the live broadcast room?Over the years, the way of promoting education has become more and more difficult. Live broadcast rooms related to education channels usually rely on ratings to take effect bonuses.

With a basic salary of only a few thousand less than the monthly salary, the host who has to support his parents to pay for the housing loan can only rely on other effects and bonuses to survive.

So this interview is still to be done, but it can only be asked one more time at most, otherwise... it will be easy for netizens to see obvious problems, and then affect the ratings of the live broadcast room or have any opinions on the competition live broadcast of their Shancheng Education Channel.

The host remembered Zhong Huan's unwell situation mentioned by Zhao Zixuan just now, his eyes lit up, and he said,

"Right now, the contestants in other classrooms are filling in the papers. It's not the end time yet. It may not be easy to find a place to rest. Why don't you sit in the director's room for a while? If you need anything, the director also has a spare medicine box. "

Zhao Zixuan paused, thought for a while, and agreed. He supported Zhong Huan and walked with the host. While walking, he answered the host's untraceable questions.

"Which school are you from?"

"From Thirteen High School."

"How is the school environment? The teaching environment and the like."

"is acceptable."

"Speaking of which, the classmate you're supporting seems to have good grades. Do you know anything about it?"

"If you want to know him, then I know a lot."

Zhao Zixuan followed the host's guidance and began to talk about Zhong Huan, maybe it wasn't the guidance, he just wanted to show off.

"He is recognized as a school grassroots in our school, regardless of boys or girls."

"He is handsome and has good grades. Although I haven't found out whether he has any element of caring for small animals, he is still a kind-hearted person."

"To be honest, I just want to be like him."

The host was stunned when he heard this, and then pretended to be naughty and said, "Does it look like you haven't opened your eyes after sleeping like this?"

Zhao Zixuan's face turned ugly, and he didn't want to offend anyone, so he changed the subject, "Has the director's office arrived yet?"

He didn't want to expose Zhong Huan's problem in this situation. None of the people from his school who participated in the competition had seriously understood what narcolepsy was, but they also knew that it was indeed a mental illness.

Let a person with a certain mental illness participate in a math competition, who knows if he will be attacked by netizens in the live broadcast room.

It's not that he likes to judge others with malice, it's just that human beings have both good and evil sides, so why test people's hearts?

The host watched him change the subject, sighed, and stopped asking questions. After all, this is also a live broadcast about education.

Soon they came to the director's room, Zhao Zixuan supported Zhong Huan on a chair, let him continue to sleep, and stood by his side waiting for him to wake up, and he didn't react until the bell rang It turned out that the first round was over.

However, it is not possible to evaluate the situation directly, and they still need to wait for half an hour to see the specific results.

After the other eight children knew that Zhong Huan was in the director's room, they rushed over here one by one without even thinking about it.

During this period, the host had already taken the camera to watch the geniuses who participated in the competition last year or even the year before.

If it weren't for Zhong Huan handing in the paper too early and even confronting the supervising teacher, no one would care what happened to the students in No. [-] Middle School, they were just at the bottom.

Of course, the reason why netizens urged the host to interview the [-]th High School this year may also be because Zhong Huan is really good-looking.

After Liu Xiaolu arrived, she looked at Zhong Huan in a drowsy sleep, unaware of his age, and couldn't help but worried, "What if he doesn't wake up in the next round?"

Guan Yelei raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever seen Zhong Huan's biological clock be inaccurate?"

"Now I want to know what narcolepsy is. Seeing him sleep like this every day makes me a little scared." Zhao Zixuan frowned and said in pain.

Liu Xiaolu was also a little dissatisfied, "Cellphones are not allowed in this competition."

I thought I could use my mobile phone to find out what narcolepsy is like during my visit here.

He Yidong suddenly said, "In this way, we haven't touched a mobile phone for more than a week, right?"

"It's all Zhao Zixuan's fault. Talking about this problem made me a little anxious." Pu Bingbing complained.

Zhao Zixuan ignored her.

"What if it's really a big problem? Doesn't it mean that many mental illnesses require not only medication, but also a particularly suitable environment?"

Chang Boshe's name has some connection with his family education. There are several members of his family who are medical students, including parents, uncles, and even the older generation.

Due to the family environment, he has to work overtime at every turn, and sometimes even be called away to work directly during vacations. Chang Boshe is also ignored by his family a lot.

"Zhong Huan's mother probably knows more than we do. It's not a big deal if she's not worried." Liao Yu'an reluctantly said, looking at Zhong Huan as if he had been asleep for a long time is really scary.

"Are you sure that Zhong Huan's mother must know? When his sense of existence was low before, he didn't have this problem, and he told us. We don't know if it is related to other problems. I also heard that there are many serious illnesses. The early reactions were all very drowsy." Wang Xincai really had a headache.

"Stop talking, the more you talk, the more afraid you become..." Qian Ruolan waved her hand.

Zhong Huan said hello and sat up straight, "...don't make it sound like I'm going to meet God soon, okay?"

"Zhong Huan, are you awake?!"

"I said you sleep like this all day long, a normal person would worry about you going to see God, okay?"

"Didn't you say that God is jealous of talents? If you are really pulled away by God one day, I won't be surprised... you'll just be sad."

Zhong Huan pinched the bridge of his nose to wake himself up. Opening his eyes meant that the pain of tearing his soul was constantly emerging. A trace of pain stimulated the cerebral cortex from the depths of his soul, making him tremble uncontrollably. Then he just sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

At least in the near future nothing will happen.

But if there is no special power to make up for this situation, I am afraid he will not be able to stay in this world for a long time, and his soul will prompt him to go to other worlds so that he can repair his soul and live well. .

"Your words feel like a very risky flag, how can it make people feel at ease."

"Then don't worry, the grades should come down, go and have a look?" Zhong Huan simply stood up, instead of letting the children worry about him, it's better to check the grades, if anyone's grades haven't passed first round……

The sudden narrowing of his eyes made the other nine children tremble.

"It feels more like the princes and generals in the history books. One look will make other people feel various thoughts."

Zhong Huan didn't really want to be the unattainable shadow character of these children, "Need to consider scholarships for princes and generals?"

Zhao Zixuan immediately reacted to Zhong Huan's reminder, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I'm afraid Teacher Yu doesn't even know that another reason for Zhong Huan to participate in this competition is to win the No.1 bonus and buy it for Zhong Huan's mother." A gift."

"Zhao Zixuan, how do you know?"

"I used to be out with people... when [fighting] and so on, you know, I was beaten up, my nose was bruised, and when I came home, I saw him standing outside the window of a jewelry store and staring at a middle-aged woman. I can't stop looking at the necklace, who else can I buy it for but his mother?"

Wang Xin was curious, "Then what if I saw something else?"

Chang Boshe added, "Or do you want to buy it for your girlfriend who just likes classic necklaces?"

Guan Yelei rolled his eyes, thinking that the two of them might not be able to use their brains very well, "When have you ever seen him stay awake for more than 10 minutes except when he was lecturing?"

Zhao Zixuan barked, "...when writing the test paper?"

Guan Yelei: "...Come here, take this bastard out and beat him to death."

Zhao Zixuan hurriedly said, "Don't tell me, I can guess this must be because Zhong Huan has done other things."

"Don't say half of what you say, or you will be cut off." Liao Yu'an stared at him calmly, looking very dangerous,

Zhao Zixuan looked shocked, "What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?!"

Zhao Zixuan saw her more dangerous eyes gradually appearing, coughed and said hastily, "Of course it's because I'm watching him calculate the bonus for the top three, which one is the most suitable one to take."

One hundred thousand for No.1, fifty thousand for No.2, thirty thousand for No.3.

And the price of that necklace is only 18888.

Zhong Huan yawned, and added something else that he didn't know, "Before I was staring at the bonus, there were actually other reasons."

"Recently, a tour group in the city has a [-]th anniversary event. It only costs [-] yuan to go to Guilin. If there are enough people, the whole class can go."

Perhaps it was because their conversation was too normal, which attracted the attention of other students who participated in the competition. A passing classmate from No. [-] High School said something sarcastically,

"If you can get as many places as you want, then why are you still participating in the competition in the city? You can go directly to the national team to play in the world championship."