From cannon fodder to heartthrob after wearing a book

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"very good."

Xue Jinzhao patted him on the shoulder: "You have to believe in yourself. Also, it's not ashamed to be a bean, and it's the most embarrassing not to abide by male virtues, you know?"

"understood."

"Xue Jinzhao."

When parting, Xue Jinzhao carried his schoolbag and opened the door, with his back turned to Xu Yan, but he heard Xu Yan's voice.

"When I don't have a bean anymore, and after a few years, I will transform into a powerful man, and I will pursue you, is that okay?"

As expected of a puppy.

Xue Jinzhao didn't say anything to death, and left him with a thought: "Let's wait until you become a powerful faction."

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The next puppy will also appear (warm up)

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◎When he walked to the hospital lobby, Xue Jinzhao still felt eyes on him, he turned his head to look, and the people in the corner who looked like outlaws made him slack

When he walked to the hospital lobby, Xue Jinzhao still felt eyes falling on him. He turned his head to look, and the people who looked like outlaws in the corner caught his attention.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the other party is wrapped in a down jacket and wearing sunglasses and a hat, but he still noticed that he quickly reversed his gaze when he met him.

Xue Jinzhao strode over, unable to figure out what kind of program the entertainment program was running, one or two ran to the hospital.

Ye Songge was wrapped into a rice dumpling, and he didn't take off his sunglasses, but he felt timid when he saw the person coming, and the first sentence he said was similar to Xu Yan: "Have you watched the show? I performed very well."

"I know."

Xue Jinchao nodded, looking at him with a sense of relief that his son has grown up to become a leader, and it is not easy to touch his head through the hat: "Your performance is very good, I can see it all."

There was a lot of splash in this draft, many students around him were chasing after him, and some people voted in the middle of the night, and they had to spend a lot of money on it. They sent him the voting link and secretly asked if they could arrange a meet and greet.

It was Xu Yunjian.

Ye Songge listened to Xue Jinzhao's praise to him, and he was secretly happy, but on the surface he was still awkward and unfamiliar: "Really? I don't believe it."

"It's true, every swipe in my circle of friends is full of your fans swiping the screen to solicit votes."

Xue Jinzhao spoke sincerely.

Ye Songge didn't dare to take off his sunglasses, so he couldn't help taking two steps closer to see Xue Jinzhao's expression: "What about you? Did you vote for me?"

Xue Jinzhao is not good at lying, it's not that he is not good at lying, he is not good at lying suddenly.He had to make a good draft in his mind before lying, and then he could lie easily and freely after secretly rehearsing it several times. At this moment, when he was asked suddenly, he subconsciously faltered: "This...well, there are still... I can't say no , this matter is very complicated..."

"That is no more."

Ye Songge saw it right away, lost for a while and asked him again: "I'm sick too, why don't you come to see me?"

This kind of dialogue like fighting for favor made Xue Jinzhao feel difficult.He thought for a while, and analyzed that the other party should have seen him go to see Xu Yan: "Isn't it because you are still angry?"

"I'm angry and you won't come to see me?"

Ye Songge seemed to have suddenly learned the tricks of messing around, and his twisted appearance was like a dog who saw his favorite toy in a pet store and began to play tricks: "You don't care if I'm angry, do you?"

"That's not the case... Am I that kind of person?"

"You are."

Ye Songge turned his head angrily, but quickly grabbed the hem of Xue Jinzhao's clothes to prevent him from leaving immediately: "I'm going to be angry for a while."

"Okay, then you are angry, I am here with you."

Xue Jinzhao couldn't run because the hem of his clothes was caught, so he sat down beside Ye Songge.

"I am now ranked very high in the show, and I may debut at C position, and I have lived up to your appreciation."

"it is good."

Xue Jinzhao nodded.

"Then I also want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have mistrusted your ability and put you in the MV without asking you."

"You were really good for me at that time."

Ye Songge wanted to say something else, but someone brought medicine in a plastic bag and called Ye Songge: "Let's go, go back and shoot."

"take care."

Xue Jinzhao didn't expect that he would use this sentence instead of goodbye, leave the hospital and return to school, and become a senior high school student again.

The school sports meeting has only been held for two days, which is a bit of comfort in the busy study life.The monthly exam is after the comfort. After the exam on Friday, the results will be released on Monday. The paper on the ranking list is pasted and torn.

The head teacher gave them the final mobilization on the podium, and the envelope carrying everyone's dreams returned to their hands.

"Now that so many months have passed, everyone open the envelope and look at the ideal school you wrote in the envelope at that time. How far are you from it now?"

Xue Jinzhao opened his envelope. He had just entered the third year of high school, and he wrote Beijing University in a jerk.As a liberal arts student, the top dream in China is to go to Peking University. Who didn’t have a dream of studying at Peking University or Huada University when they were young?

Xue Jinchao has it.

But the score line between me and that is far away. The best schools naturally gather the best talents. Do I deserve it?

Xue Jinzhao silently compared how far his grades were from the cut-off line of Beijing University, poured cold water on his head, and immediately wanted to change schools.

The head teacher naturally also saw the change in his expression.

"I know that many of you still have a certain distance from the score line of the school you are filling out now, but don't you believe in yourself? Are you going to give up like this?"

"Can't you create a miracle called the college entrance examination for yourself?"

The head teacher said a few more words, which made Xue Jinzhao want to write ten sets of papers by hand immediately.

"One of my favorite quotes for everyone is Kerouac's in his works. I will die with life for a few more years. Either I will perish, or I will be doomed to greatness. If there is One day, you found me bowing my head in front of mediocrity, please shoot me."

"One can never settle for mediocrity."

After the teacher in charge said this, he put down the chalk and walked out, leaving time for everyone to reflect.

Xue Jinzhao's heart is also confused. He is still at a loss when facing the college entrance examination again. He studies with the people around him, moves from home to dormitory, from weekend holidays to weekend make-up classes... He puts a lot of time and energy into it like others, but he hopes to get better grades than others.

After all, this is the second time for him to take the college entrance examination, so he should get a better result to be worthy of himself.

Zhou Chaoshen also finished the competition and won the ticket to the final. The teacher was angry at him for participating in useless competitions in his third year of high school, but he softened when he saw that he also brought a lot of question banks.

What's more, in the first monthly exam after returning from Zhou Chaoshen, he never fell first.

Perhaps people would even believe in metaphysics at a critical moment. The fruit and snacks placed in front of the statue of Confucius were also transferred to Zhou Chaoshen’s drawer.

"Zhou Chaoshen can go to the offline handshake meeting now."

This is what Gu Jianzhou said.

"Offended, should be called a student god."

Xue Jinzhao clasped his hands together and showed a zen smile.

Of course, there are times when metaphysics doesn't work.

In the morning break, after reading English, in order to avoid getting sleepy, everyone started chatting together.

The classmate who did not do well in the monthly exam cried: "I shouldn't have shake hands with the God of Learning before the math test. The God of Learning smiled at me, and I suddenly felt that I must fail him in the exam."

Corrected by Su Qingran: "You really failed him."

"No! It's because he smiled at me, and it made me feel cold... Is this the power of a student god?"

"If the god of learning works, shouldn't Xue Jinzhao be the god of elementary school?"

"Stop! Please stop your discriminatory remarks! My grades are not bad, are I?"

Xue Jinzhao picked up the test paper and tapped on the desktop of the chatting classmates: "Although it's not as strong as the depth of the tide...but it's okay, right?"

"No, doesn't this prove the power of the learning god? Xue Jinzhao used to be out of the top [-] in the parallel class! Now he is on an equal footing with us."

Under the explanation of others, the classmate looked completely enlightened: "It turns out that it is like this...the god of learning is worthy of being the god of learning."

"If you want to gain the mana of the learning god, you have to get close to him and try to have a meal with him. Look at Xue Jinzhao who used to sit and eat with him every day, and now he has a high score in the exam!"

"It's the result of my hard work!"

Xue Jinzhao resisted stubbornly, and finally was forced to bring Zhou Chaoshen to the key class. Everyone held their lunch boxes and ate on the railing outside the classroom while reciting questions.

"How did you learn God's English? I made a lot of cloze mistakes."

Zhou Chao was deep in thought, thought for a while, and said under the eager eyes of everyone: "I actually made a lot of mistakes in cloze, basically two or three mistakes."

There are many mistakes.

Zhou Chaoshen made a lot of mistakes in redefining.

Xue Jinzhao applauded him heartily, watching him surrounded by the crowd, and carrying his lunch box back to the classroom to write the paper.

The lunch box is filled with washed small tomatoes, which are plump and bright in color, making them very attractive.

When Su Qingran turned her head to look over, she couldn't tell whether Xue Jinzhao's lips were redder or Little Tomato's.

"I'll take one too."

Su Qingran picked up a small tomato, bit it down hard, the juice splashed on his hand, he hurried out to wash his hands.

Other students passed by and begged for food: "Did you wash it just now?"

"Zhou Chao washed deeply."

Xue Jinzhao answered while calculating the sequence, and when he heard it, he rushed forward and surrounded the little tomatoes: "Can I have one?"

Before Xue Jinzhao could react, they showed the things in their hands again, giving full play to the spirit of sharing: "The pineapple soaked in salt water I just bought."

"I have apples."

"I have orange