Men's Daily [Quick Transmigration]

In the morning, at four o'clock.

The dim moonlight could not see through the thick curtains, and the room was indistinctly dark.

The sleeping boy's eyes moved from time to time, his brows were slightly furrowed, it seemed that he was having a nightmare.

Zheng Xiaonan saw a grave: "Whose grave is this?"

"Your father's."

"Impossible! My dad made me dinner last night."

"Your father has died of old age."

"Impossible! I'm only 15 years old, how could my dad die of old age!"

"You are two hundred years old, and your father died of old age."

"!!!"

The boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The night, the ceiling, and the lights on the ceiling came into view, and the feeling of being in the real world calmed down instantly—huh, Zheng Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dream.

Feeling the pounding heartbeat in his chest, he silently recalled the dream just now.

……

The system said that he has good aptitude, and he can live at least two hundred years if he practices diligently according to the exercises.His father has better qualifications. If he can practice, he can live at least five hundred years.

But the premise is that he gets the first place in the class, and he has to surpass Yan Hua, the god of learning.

My thoughts were disturbed, and I thought of the goal of the post-it note I wrote last night for self-study.

He wrote W big, famous brand heavy.

In the eyes of others, W University should be a great ambition for him, a vocational high school student...

But what he wanted in his heart was H, and W was much worse than H by more than one star.

He didn't write H major, why didn't he write it?

Because that post-it note is just a formality, does it matter what you write on it?Keep the goal in mind, as long as you know it——

When he wrote yesterday, he told himself this, so he wrote W big casually and cautiously.Float casually on the surface, and hide cautiously in his heart, just like the mood when he told himself that 'post-it notes are just a form', so that he can feel at ease and deliberately not feel the faint guilty conscience.

But now, in the quiet darkness, the guilty conscience became clearer and clearer. Why he didn't write H was actually because he didn't dare.The top 10 in the world belongs to people like Yan Hua.

What if he fails to pass the exam?Wouldn't he be ridiculed by everyone again?

...Even he himself didn't believe that he could be admitted to H University.

The churned thoughts in his head exploded, Zheng Xiaonan closed his eyes, but the drowsiness disappeared completely.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, checked his phone, and at 04:30, he sat up and put on his clothes.

He wants to be admitted to H University, he must be the first in the class.

As long as he gets the first place in the class, his dad can live to be five hundred years old. If he doesn't take the exam, he always feels like he's killing his dad.

Jiang Ci woke up to the sound of washing.

It was only four fifty, more than an hour earlier than usual.

The Void Creature's voice jumped up and down: [Zheng Xiaonan has made a firm goal of going to H University. 】

Listening to the Void Creature's description from Zheng Xiaonan's dream to his mental journey, Jiang Ci's mouth curled up slightly, and he also got up.

When he came out, Zheng Xiaonan had finished washing and was packing his schoolbag.

He asked as usual: "What's for breakfast?"

This time, the boy didn't say casually, and turned to look at him, "Don't you ask me why I got up so early today?"

"Oh?" Jiang Ci smiled, and continued casually: "Why?"

"For conscience."

The young man spit out these four words in a flash, fell on the sofa, opened the English vocabulary book, and said: "Here is a poached egg in sugar water, shredded potato pancake."

"it is good."

……

Morning reading started at 45:[-] in the first year of senior high school, and it was less than [-]:[-] when Zheng Xiaonan arrived at the school. No surprises, the classroom was empty.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a tree-shaped post-it note on the back wall. It was posted on time last night after self-study. At that time, there were too many people watching, so Zheng Xiaonan didn't look at it. At this time, he glanced over and found it quickly. My own.

The same heart-shaped post-it notes are placed on the desks of the last row of students...

Although it is a formality, I dare not even write H big for the formal goal, so how can I achieve it.

He took out his pen, took the post-it note, and re-wrote—

Three years of high school: H major

First year of high school: first in class

Signed, Zheng Xiaonan.

Then replace what you wrote last night.

Just pasted on the wall, suddenly!

Out of the corner of an eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure.

With a subconscious tremor in his heart, he suddenly withdrew his hand, only to see who was walking silently.

"...Yan Hua, Er Zao."

The other party's gaze shifted from the post-it note to him, without speaking, and fell silent for a while.

In fact, it took less than half a second, but Zheng Xiaonan felt that the air had been quiet for a long time before he saw the person opposite nodded, "Morning."

Then he walked into the classroom, staggered away from him, and went to his seat.

I don't know if I saw the post-it note he wrote just now, Zheng Xiaonan looked away, and suddenly thought of seeing Yan Hua's goal with only two words last night.

His eyes wandered on the wall of post-it notes, and quickly locked on——

Work hard.

Except for the signature Yanhua in the lower right corner, there are only two lonely characters on it.

effort? !If this is Yan Hua's goal, then he has already achieved it!

When Zheng Xiaonan looked over in surprise, he saw that the other party had already taken out a book and was reading it seriously.

The wall clock in front of the classroom shows [-]:[-], Yan Hua estimated that he came at this time every day, isn't that hard enough? !

After thinking about it, he hurried back to his seat, took out the exercise book, and studied the questions!

-

About 10 to [-] minutes before the morning exercises, all the students of No. [-] High School are already in the classroom, self-studying early, while the vocational high school students usually go to school and go directly to the playground. At this time, only a few people came here.

Looking at the time, three of the four vocational high school students who said they would take the college entrance examination yesterday came.

"Everyone."

As soon as he spoke, the classroom quickly fell silent.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, the timer continued: "From today onwards, students who take the college entrance examination, go to the classroom for self-study before 01:30 every morning, noon, before 1:[-], afternoon, and before [-]:[-], one minute late, weekend homework One more test paper, besides, you will gradually know why I said that I lived up to my name. Remember to tell the students who didn't come. "

There was a moment of mourning in the classroom, but Zheng Xiaonan was fine, after all, he just decided to work hard with Yan Hua, and now he is in a state of full energy.

Keeping this momentum, I started to study at six o'clock in the morning and ended at eleven o'clock in the evening, and the six pieces of cultivation skills were quickly collected.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The exercises are divided into seven attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder. Which one does the host want?The system is warm and popular science, the attributes of the exercises must correspond to the attributes of the spiritual roots of the host to practice. "

Zheng Xiaonan suddenly had a bad feeling: "What kind of spiritual root am I?"

[The system does not have the right to scan the host's body. It is recommended that the host collect seven attribute exercises and try them one by one. 】

"..."

He knew it.

However, others can only earn grades when they study, but he can also earn skills by studying, which is not bad.

-

Cold comes and summer goes, two years in a flash.

Day after day, the spirit of writing H University in one stroke, vowing to work hard with Yan Hua, has long since been wiped out. The connotation of the word "hard work" is pale, boring, and difficult...

Forgot what time it was.

Maybe when he was dizzy from memorizing words, maybe when he wanted to tear up the practice papers, maybe when he was imagining that the end of the world would cancel the college entrance examination, Zheng Xiaonan suddenly understood why there was only a lonely Two words - work hard.

Working hard is the hardest thing in this world.

Chrono stood on the podium, still with a poker face, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle: "Tomorrow's exam is the first large-scale joint exam in our third year of high school. It's simple, but remember not to lose points carelessly, and of course don't put too much pressure on yourself, just relax and play at a normal level."

Speaking of pressure, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Zheng Xiaonan.

The boy propped his forehead with both hands, not knowing whether he was reading a book or resting with his eyes closed.

Of the four students in the vocational high school, two are improving steadily, two are improving extremely fast, Kang Yao and Zheng Xiaonan are two people who are improving extremely fast.

Kang Yao, who is ninth, has stable grades, a good attitude, and makes heavy bookings.

The fifth place, Zheng Xiaonan, had stable grades, but seemed to be getting more and more anxious.

-

Tomorrow is the entrance exam, and today is a half-day holiday.

Next to the desk in Zheng Xiaonan's room, there is a big cardboard box, which is full of questions he has done.

The boy lost his temper last time and smashed his mobile phone. Now when he got home, he sat at the desk, either studying, or in a daze, or scratching the paper with a few fidgeting strokes while doing the problems.

Jiang Ci also noticed that he was not in good condition, thought for a while, and said to Void Creature: "You pretended to be upgraded, and changed the Tiantian Upward system to a unique life system, canceling all tasks, and only one requirement, to live the way you want. "

……

The Void Creature came back shortly after, bringing back Zheng Xiaonan's first 'want': [He wants to be admitted to H University. 】

For a moment, Jiang Ci had the feeling that he had expected it. The young man had been working hard for this goal for two years.

For more than 700 days, how can you give up easily without letting go of every minute and every second of hard work.

-

He wants to take the H University exam, and he is getting closer and closer to this goal. He is only 200 meters away from the last [-] meters of a long-distance race. Why can't he work harder and run past it? Why can't he stop working harder to achieve this goal.

There are many high school joint exams in the province, which naturally do not include vocational high schools, but Zheng Xiaonan and the others start the exams one class behind, and time can find test papers for them.

Of course, their test papers don't need to be sent up for unified review. In this way, they can get their grades earlier.

After getting the grades, Zheng Xiaonan knew that he failed the exam.

The questions were much simpler than the quiz in the class, but his score was the same as in the quiz, and his ranking would definitely drop.

Timo talked to him for the third time, and he also had the same theme as the previous two times, telling him not to demand too much of himself, adjust his mentality, perform normally, and just maintain the current results.

"I see, teacher."

With decades of venomous eyes in timing teaching, he could tell at a glance that the boy was just dealing with it casually. He sighed and took out a test paper:

"You take this test paper back and read it. It takes two and a half hours. Take the time yourself. I'll send you the answer on WeChat, and you can correct it when you're done."

"Ah."

Zheng Xiaonan took it, glanced at it, but didn't see anything.

However, by the end of the week, I spent two and a half hours trying to complete every question and scored 60.

For the 150-point question, the score was 60, which was so bad that he felt that he was still the vocational high school student who was dawdling two years ago.

He suddenly understood the meaning of timing.

Some heights are beyond the reach of ordinary people, no matter how hard they try.

He panicked for a moment.

Don't want to admit it, but he's shaking, he can feel it.

"System, is that so?"

[Of course not, host, human beings have unlimited potential. 】

But with the test paper of [-] points in front of him, it seemed that the sentence "system" was big and empty.

The young man only felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger in his heart. He leaned his head back on the chair and closed his eyes:

"Actually, the timing is right. Anyway, my dad will be able to practice after I complete fifty wishes. I don't have to go to H University now, right? System."

【Yes host. 】

The void creature reminded him: 【The host only needs to live as he wants according to his own will. 】

"...I don't want to take the exam for H University, anyway, there's no need for that."

The boy sat up straight at once, saw the test paper on the table, stretched out his hand suddenly, folded it into a paper airplane a few times, slid open the window, and looked at the vast sky outside.

There are many geniuses under this sky, but he is an ordinary person.

After sending it hard, the paper airplane glides away along the wind.

Zheng Xiaonan couldn't see, so he sat down, leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes...

Outside the window, on the landscape bushes beside the cement road, a paper airplane suddenly plunged into it. The passing boy saw that it was a test paper, so he took the airplane and took it apart.

Glancing at a familiar name.

The author has something to say: I will definitely not be able to write 10000 coins today, and the lottery is [-] coins. Do you want to share a smaller amount and a larger amount, or a larger amount and a smaller amount?Draw tomorrow.

Sigh, please don’t laugh at me for being short in the comments. In fact, I can also think about being thick and long. If I continue next month, I don’t believe that I can’t make it to [-] a day!I hope that under the encouragement of Xiaoqianqian, the handicapped brother can evolve into a tentacle monster.

In addition, the little angel who started school recently, come on, come on, let’s make progress together every day, when you are at the top, I also become a tentacle monster, hahaha, love you~