Dry!Exploding the five-three, one test to conferred gods

"In addition, I do two sets of papers a day, one for class, one for homework, and I have to write the composition. I send it out once this week and receive it the next Monday." Guo Yake said, "Xu Zhi, come to my office to move the paper between classes." Send it to the classmates in the class."

Xu Zhicai's recovered heart tried to protest, but his attitude was tactful: "It's okay to write the paper, but it's not good to move the paper."

Guo Yake cleared his throat: "This new student Xu doesn't know the rules of the No. [-] Middle School. The other students are responsible for telling him."

After speaking, he picked up his textbook and left.

Xu Zhi sent a small message to ask Song Huahua: What's wrong with Lao Guo, there are unspoken rules for moving a paper.

Song Huahua: Brother, Lao Guo asked you to move the paper by name, which means he wants to talk to you.

Xu Zhi: Can I pretend to be stupid?

Song Huahua: Yes, he will ask you to practice in every class in the future, and you can experience the extreme refreshing feeling of salted fish displacement.

Five minutes later, Xu Zhi appeared in Guo Yake's office with an enthusiastic service attitude: "Well, Mr. Guo, which stack should you move?"

"You sit first." Guo Yake raised his head and said in a friendly voice, "I'll talk to you."

Xu Zhi: "Ah... I'm not good at chatting."

Guo Yake looked at a paper over and over in his hand: "I ask you to answer it?"

"This meeting." Xu Zhi said.

Guo Yake patted the paper in front of him: "This exam, you lost a lot of points for the basic questions, are you serious?"

Basic questions.

I really didn't see it.

Xu Zhi almost vomited blood and swore: "I take this exam very seriously, just like first love."

A look of uncertainty flashed across Guo Yake's face, and he nodded his face: "Give me an explanation?"

Xu Zhi closed his eyes and told about the memories of the remote county town: "... I just have a bad foundation."

I'm a punk.

Guo Yake seemed to be waiting for his words. He reached into the drawer blindly and took out a thick self-made exercise book: "This book is for supplementing the basics."

Xu Zhi's head got bigger, but he still held his temper and said, "Thank you, Mr. Guo."

"2 yuan and 5 cents." Guo Yake pressed the book: "The deposit, transfer or cash, you pay."

Xu Zhi: "..."

It turned out that Lao Guo wanted to slaughter him as a fat sheep.

"After finishing the questions, take the book back for your money." Guo Yake said: "I will issue you a receipt, and you can complain to me if you are not satisfied."

"No complaint." Xu Zhi took out 100 yuan in cash from his pocket and put it down: "It's too cheap, and I'm too embarrassed to change it back to make you suffer."

"Hand it in when you're done," Guo Yake said, "I want to correct it."

When carrying the test papers into the classroom, Xu Zhi almost bumped into the desks of the students in the first row. He threw the test papers on the podium: "Everyone has two sets, take it by yourself."

There were howls in the class, as if they had forgotten that they came here voluntarily to find abuse.

Xu Zhi stood upright by the window, the sun rose above his head, the light shone in every corner, even the dust particles suspended in the air could be clearly seen, the thick eyelashes of the boy bathed in the sunlight fluctuated with the light, and his expression was undisciplined. Literally.

He has lived for 16 years without realizing that he still has the potential to fall in love with learning. Recently, it seems to be reversed.It seems that it started with the flag that doesn't take the test, but it doesn't seem to be.

"Actually, Mom is very sorry for you." Ms. Zhai Xin said to him the day he returned to G City: "If I hadn't taken you away back then, you should have gone to the best elementary school and the best junior high school in G City along the way. This is the life you should have.”

"When you dropped out of kindergarten, you cried for a long time and had a high fever." She said, "You don't want to go with me."

Xu Zhi took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhai Xin, and he said without beginning and end: You are right.

He wasn't born to like the days when everyone skipped school and became a gangster in a small county. He liked G City more, liked No. [-] Middle School, liked the boys in Class No. [-], and reluctantly liked Zhou Fei and Lao Guo.These people forced him to go up, forward, to a future that could be planned.

Unknown, but can look forward to.

In the fourth middle school, if you want to dawdle, you can’t find a companion, but if you want to study, there is a large group of people waiting for you.

When school was over, the bustle behind the school was abnormal, Xu Zhi went to the school gate and asked Uncle Feng in the reception room: "What's going on over there?"

Uncle Feng was a little deaf, and asked three times before he said: "There are people watching eagles chasing crows at the north gate, why don't you join in the fun."

"The eagle chasing the crow?" Xu Zhixin said that there hasn't been a blockbuster movie with this name released recently.

The deaf doorman: "The science team of the first grade made a thing that imitates the cry of an eagle. I'm trying to see if it's useful to drive away the crows behind the school. I heard that they won an award for something."

As the days get hotter, it is not a problem for those crows to breed and shit in the school, it will affect the atmosphere of the school too much.

"I don't think so. The grandpas of those bird grandpas live here. Where do you drive them away? It's better to be sterilized." said the uncle at the gate.

Xu Zhixin said: This old man is a ruthless person, he just wants to exterminate the birds.

"Just this bird-repelling thing won a national competition award or something. It's a face to the school. It's of no use. It's useless." Uncle Feng continued to tinker with the thing in his hand.

Looking up again, the tall and thin boy who spoke to him just now has disappeared.

Xu Zhi ran to the boulevard behind the teaching building of No. [-] Middle School, and saw a large group of people standing there in twos and threes, like the launch site of a national heavy weapon. Some people were holding the computer and controlling it, and some were debugging some equipment. Anyway, apart from him, everyone has something to do, and they are very busy.

He knew Huo Chen, and Wang Chunshang, the math class representative of Class [-].

"Huo Chen, I can fly here. Have you adjusted your onomatopoeia program?" A male student with glasses walked up to Huo Chen with something like an aircraft in his hand, bent down and looked at the program on his computer. code.

"Try it." Huo Chen said while clicking the mouse.

Xu Zhi heard someone call this boy with glasses "Senior Cheng", so he guessed that he was probably a sophomore in high school.I'm afraid that the third year of high school will not be so free.

Cheng Cheng activated the button of the aircraft in his hand, and the thing fluttered up into the air. When it reached the height where crows often fly, Huo Chen flicked and operated the keyboard:

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A series of chirps and occasional screams sounded in the sky when eagles attacked their prey. At first glance, it sounded like a shocking prairie eagle.

Because the sound was too fierce and noisy, several birds were frightened and evacuated from the perched branches, flapping their wings and fleeing.

"It worked." Cheng Cheng said, "The crows flew for 39 seconds, and the crows flew two kilometers away in one minute."

Huo Chen looked up at the sky, his expression was particularly focused, he seemed to feel the gleam of IQ driving birds away, and he had no time to look at him: "The problem is how can you fly in the sky for a long time, and if you keep calling like this, sooner or later you will lose your mind." Complaints about noise pollution."

The senior said with a headache: "There is this problem. It needs to be perfected."

Xu Zhi wanted to laugh, and tried to hold back his power: "It's better to find someone who talks about cross talk and stand here every day to perform ventriloquism. It's more effective than this, and it's less worrying." I laughed: "Student, which class are you in, you have a lot of ideas."

Cheng Cheng said with a smile: "They are going to participate in the NOIP finals, and they will practice in advance."

NOIP.

Xu Zhi hadn't heard of it, so he took out his mobile phone and looked down. The full name of NOIP is - National Youth Informatics Olympic League.If you win the bronze medal in the competition, you will be eligible to be sent to 985 science and engineering colleges or get the admission qualification for self-enrollment of well-known colleges and universities. A lot, Xu Zhi has studied robot modeling for five or six years in the county, so the base of his likes to do math and physics and chemistry questions is not that big.

Huo Chen: "Xu Zhi, he's in Class [-] and [-]."

Cheng Cheng looked at him and said with a smile, "Grade [-] and [-], a fairy class."

Xu Zhi: "..."

"You try?" Huo Chen put the mouse on Xu Zhi's hand: "Just follow my procedure rules."

"No." Xu Zhi said, "It looks a bit mentally retarded." He didn't understand if this group of people had nothing to do or what, after spending so much time but only being able to drive away the birds for a few minutes, once they withdrew, There is no guarantee that the birds will not fly back again.

"Your information agency doesn't have many people." Xu Zhi said.

Although the eagle chasing the crow is a bit mentally handicapped, he thinks that he likes to play with things like artificial intelligence. Could it be that this is also a niche hobby in No. [-] Middle School.

Cheng Cheng: "Those who don't participate in the competition quit the club in the first half of the semester."

Those who stay will participate in the competition to win prizes.

"Hey," Xu Zhi asked, "You don't want sophomores, are you overage?"

Cheng Cheng said: "Schools generally don't advocate it, unless you have already won an award in the first year of high school, and your academic performance is not bad, colleges and universities will lower your score to 985 for admission, like Brother Chen and Lao Wang."

Obviously, those with Xu Zhi's grades can't touch the threshold of the information agency at all.For the first time, Xu Zhi was a little dissatisfied, but also a little itchy, ready to move.

Huo Chen asked him: "Want to join?"

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