Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 200 Only Chickens Know How Good His Foundation Is

Chen Yunyun was extremely speechless and looked silently at Qingmuling in the distance.

This guy is so realistic.

I'm not interested in chatting, but I become interested in surfing the Internet.

But it was better this way, just trick him in. Otherwise, the parents' meeting tomorrow would be too boring, and as for playing games, she could just slip away halfway.

Hehe, I’m so smart!

During lunch break, Jiang Nian received a message from Lin Dong.

"Oh my god, we can't get in through the gate."

Normally, the school gates are closed after lunch break.

Lin Dong was still standing outside the door with eleven cups of milk tea. By the time he had finished his meal, he had missed the passage time.

However, this did not pose any difficulty for Zhennan Idea King.

Jiang Nian was too experienced, and typed a reply.

"You can go around to the north gate and walk along the wall. You will see a shared bike leaning against the wall. Ride the bike over the wall. No one is watching over there."

Lin Dong was a little worried about this.

"Brother Nian, how come you are so skilled?"

Jiang Nian thought about it and replied.

"Listen to what others are saying."

"By the way, if you really get caught, just say you're from Class 4."

Lin Dong seemed to be thinking, could it be that he was really a genius?

Class 3 really loves its people, and all the dirty water is thrown at Class 4. So there is no such thing as a peaceful life, but someone is carrying the burden and moving forward.

North gate, outside the wall.

Lin Dong looked at the towering wall, and then glanced at the shared yellow car parked against the wall.

"Damn it, is it possible for a human to flip over this?"

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Jiang Nian but there was no reply from him.

There are still fifty minutes before the lunch break ends and the store opens, and he really doesn't want to wait that long.

Thinking of this, he silently opened his friend list and started calling people.

Huang Cailang responded, "What's wrong, Brother Dong?"

Lin Dong knew that the dormitory was locked at this time, but he still tried to give it a try.

"I'm at the north gate wall now, and I can't get in."

After a while, Huang Cailang replied.

"Brother Dong, the dormitory door is locked. (Picture)"

Seeing this, Lin Dong had no choice but to explain it.

"I bought a box of milk tea, but unfortunately I can't get in. I was planning to ask you to pick me up and treat you to a cup, but now it seems."

The message was sent three seconds later.

"Brother Dong, I climbed down the water pipe from the third floor."

Lin Dong: “???”

Five minutes later, inside the wall.

"Here, Cailang."

"Thank you, Brother Dong." Huang Cailang wiped his hands and a silly smile appeared on his face.

"No, I should thank you." Lin Dong shook his head and said seriously, "Cai Lang, my friend, you are the real hero."

To be honest, Lin Dong was riding his bicycle and watching Huang Cailang climbing down from the third floor.

It is no exaggeration to say that the whole person stood at attention.

He felt that he was as naive as a rookie in front of Huang Cailang. If a zombie outbreak happened one day, he would definitely be like this (thumbs-up).

Huang Cailang smiled innocently, took the milk tea, took a sip, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Sweet and delicious.

After lunch break, in the corridor.

After releasing the water, Jiang Nian leaned against the railing to get some fresh air. He was stunned as he listened to Lin Dong describing what happened at noon.

"If you get caught, I don't know which of you will get the heavier sentence."

Lin Dong didn't care about this.

"A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but sigh.

Class 3 is really a nest of snakes and rats. No, it is a gathering of talents. No wonder Class 3's grades are so good, each person has 800 tricks.

No teacher who sets the test papers can beat this group of BYDs.

In the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi looked at the fruit tea on the table.

"Who bought it?"

Li Hua was also a little confused, after all, Ma Guojun and Yao Beibei also had it.

"I heard from Lin Dong that it seemed to be Jiang Nian who invited him."

"Oh fine."

Zhang Ningzhi nodded, and turned around to see a cup of fruit tea on the monitor's desk. There was a straw stuck in it, and it was obvious that the monitor had already drunk it.

She was stunned and thought that Jiang Nian still had some conscience.

It's just that I have too much conscience.

She shook her head, put down the fruit tea and went to find Yao Beibei.

Class is approaching.

Sun Zhicheng arrived at school on time and accidentally entered a mysterious website at noon.

I set the alarm, but I overslept.

He hurried all the way here, almost running. The moment the bell rang, he rushed into the third floor and climbed up the stairs.

Old Liu was just about to go upstairs as his first class of the afternoon was.

To be honest, it’s free.

There was a gleam of Buddha's light on his face. I am here to chant sutras for you again.

Will you fall asleep?
Those who were sleeping in the bag fell down in a large area.

Lao Liu didn't care about this. The leaders only cared about the results. Even if his class's Chinese performance was not good, did it mean that other classes' performance was very good?
What if other classes have very good Chinese grades?
The answer is very simple, just put pressure on them with their total score.

The college entrance examination focuses on the total score, so what’s the point of having a high score in Chinese?

If the total score is not high, no matter how good the Chinese is, you can only be a second-tier student. When the roommates recall the past, the roommates will definitely be jealous.

Hey, isn't this a great writer? He is different from us. He got full marks for his essay in the college entrance examination, but why is he in the same school as us?

What’s the use of writing a good essay? Where is your Nobel Prize-winning masterpiece?
The kids in Class 3 got such a high total score. How can people from other classes stay calm and study Chinese?

This is a conspiracy.

With a bang, a man pushed him away and rushed upwards.

"Hey, you student, Sun Zhicheng! What's wrong with you?"

Sun Zhicheng was stunned. Oh shit, he bumped into his class teacher.

But he knew very well that if he stopped, it would be the end. What should I do? In his anxiety, a sudden rush of wit suddenly came to his mind, and he shouted.

"I can't hold it anymore. Goodbye, teacher."

Rushing into the classroom and sitting down, before Sun Zhicheng could catch his breath, he saw the milk tea on the table.

"Who gave it to me?"

Lin Dong turned around and explained.

"Oh, Brother Nian treated our group to drinks."

Jiang Nian?

Sun Zhicheng was stunned. He stretched his neck and found that Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe both had milk tea on their tables. He felt uncomfortable. If he had known, he should have treated them first.

He stretched his neck again to look at Jiang Nian and found that he was still chatting with Zhang Ningzhi.

Wo Ri, the man below.

No, why do I sound like this? I should be happy to hear this.

Accelerate!
Find someone other than Chen Yunyun to date as soon as possible, and stop flirting around.

He thought so and took a sip of milk tea.

You know what, this stuff tastes pretty good. Even if Jiang Nian gave it to me, it can’t change the taste.

If Jiang Nian had fallen in love earlier and had followed the male virtues, I would have blessed him. Maybe if I was in a good mood, I could give him some gifts.

Damn it, who made him get promoted?
Old Liu entered the classroom and called for class to start.

Cai Xiaoqing, the executive deputy monitor and the Commission for Discipline Inspection, shouted to stand up, kicking off this ordinary and extremely sleepy afternoon, and the sound of people moving stools. "Hello, teacher~~"

"Please sit down." Old Liu made the same gesture as Zhang Wei.

"Thank you, teacher~"

To be honest, although Lao Liu is 30 years old, he is still full of energy. His eyes are clear and his voice is sonorous and powerful. He is obviously a capable person.

In the system, you can’t make progress without a body.

Without enduring for seven or eight years, do you still want to be the head of a subject group? Do you still want to look up to the first-level cadres of a department?
Go to sleep.

Lao Liu is different, he is an ambitious person. Of course, he also likes to teach and educate people, but progress is also his hobby, pure hobby.

His wife is richer than him and doesn't need him to support the family.

You earn your own money and spend it yourself.

In this regard, Lao Liu has outperformed most middle-aged people. People with high emotional intelligence have no worries, while those with low emotional intelligence can make money from Zhongdeng.

"Oh, let me tell you something. The time for tomorrow's parent-teacher conference has been moved forward. The school leaders took into consideration that some parents would come from rural areas, so they adjusted the time of the conference."

"It has been changed from 2:30 p.m., ah, be quiet, to 9:30 a.m. on Sunday."

Upon hearing this, the class became extremely agitated.

"Teacher, teacher! So is the make-up class tomorrow, Sunday, cancelled?"

"Fuck, a day off?"

Old Liu knocked on the table and said after the class fell silent.

"The make-up class time has been moved to the afternoon, remember not to be late."

"Ah!!! No!"

"I will definitely not come tomorrow. I will really want to die if I come to school at noon."

Jiang Nian’s first thought was that he could sleep until ten o’clock again, and then he suddenly remembered the agreement he made with Chen Yunyun during lunch break, but he didn’t care.

If you are too sleepy, just cancel it. It will be useless even if Jesus comes.

You don’t have to play games, but you must sleep.

Great.

Sun Zhicheng didn't feel anything. He thought his biological father should have time to attend the parents' meeting. It would be great if he could get to know Chen Yunyun's parents.

But how should I hint to Lao Deng at home?
Let's talk about it after we get home tonight. I hope my dad won't go out fishing tonight. Otherwise, let alone discuss it, I'm afraid I won't even see him tomorrow.

Although my mother has some objections, my father doesn't care at all.

I heard that when I love fishing, I will hold a dead fish in my mouth and refuse to leave. I took out three incense sticks from my bag and stuck them in the southeast direction.

Don't care about life and death, you still need to connect.

Oh, I hope I don’t go out tonight and be a good father.

Be more alert tomorrow and don't lose face.

An afternoon passed.

There was a rustling sound in the evening study room, and everyone was very restless.

Although we still have to make up classes tomorrow afternoon, and some people even have to come to school to attend a parents' meeting tomorrow, at least we don't have to attend morning self-study.

No need to get up early or go to the morning office.

For most boarding students, it is a day off in the morning. After all, they choose to live in the school because their families are not in the county, so who has time to come to the parents' meeting?

Only parents from some big towns next door will participate in the event, and it is unrealistic for parents from more remote towns to rush over.

Zeng You heaved a sigh of relief and picked out a novel. He had already entered the countdown to the holiday, and he planned to start reading from the first evening self-study class until six in the morning.

I sleep until 1:30 in the afternoon, wash my face, eat, and go to class.

Delicious.

Lin Dong had originally made an appointment to play basketball with Sun Zhicheng and Huang Cailang, and also called people from other classes.

But Yang Qiming planned to go hangover and surf the Internet tonight, and invited Huang Cailang, who was included in the package including Internet access, instant noodles, and unlimited beer.

Huang Cailang has never been to an Internet cafe, and hasn't had a drink for a long time. In the countryside, when he's tired from working in the summer, his favorite drink is a bottle of cold beer to cool off.

After taking a bite, it goes straight from the throat to the stomach, giving you a chill. It makes you shiver and even your head feels refreshed.

When he heard about drinking, his saliva began to flow.

So, he politely declined Lin Dong's offer.

If you hang out with Brother Yang, you’ll have beer, instant noodles, and the internet.

He didn't understand before why those rich young masters in TV dramas were always surrounded by a circle of lackeys. Now he understood, these were not young masters at all.

He is simply my real father.

You can have your share of delicious and fun things, so what’s wrong with helping out?
Sun Zhicheng agreed, as he was supposed to attend a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow.

It’s just right to get up early and play ball, so I treat it as morning exercise.

It was dawn, the boy was playing ball, the thin morning mist had not yet dissipated. The boy was already wet with sweat, his hair was wet, it was a good opportunity to show his charm.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously invited Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.

"Brother Dong wants to play basketball tomorrow, do you want to play?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun subconsciously shook her head to refuse.

"want to sleep."

Wang Yuhe didn't want to play with a weakling, so she would beat Sun Zhicheng up later. What if he took advantage of the parent-teacher meeting to secretly complain to his parents?
"No, you are such a wimp. I have to play games with Jiang Nian tomorrow."

Sun Zhicheng felt a little heartbroken. They were in the same group but the other team was so heartless.

"Ok."

Wait, who is she going to play games with?

"The sunrise at the beginning of the day is the most beautiful. I plan to climb Qingmuling Mountain at night to watch the sunrise." Zhou Yuting covered her mouth and chatted in a low voice with the girl in the front seat.

"Wow, Yuting, are you really going to watch the sunrise?" The girl in the front seat showed an envious expression, "Your mother actually agreed? Who are you going with?"

"Oh, with some friends from the city." Zhou Yuting lifted her hair beside her ears.

"Yuting, you have so many friends, so impressive." The girl focused on the emotional value and kept praising, "Is it a boy or a girl? Is it good-looking?"

"There are both men and women, we are just ordinary friends." Zhou Yuting's face was full of superiority, looking like a bitch, "We just watched the sunrise."

Jiang Nian heard Zhou Yuting's voice from several rows away and thought that tomorrow would be cloudy.

Look at your fucking sunrise, you idiot!
Friends in the city, the air in the middle schools in the city is sweeter, right? Okay, I admit that I am a bit jealous, but your friend must be an idiot too.

Why are you so arbitrary?
Because Jiang Nian himself used to get along well with Zhou Yuting, he admitted that he was not a good person, so naturally there was no one who was not good among Zhou Yuting's friends.

Those who mentioned Bai Hu were all tortured away.

Perhaps because she had adapted to the version of Class Three, Zhou Yuting was becoming more and more comfortable in her role as a young lady, and she pretended to be surprised.

"Gu Liping, you actually have live chickens at home? I'm most afraid of roosters."

Suddenly, Zhou Yuting's deskmate Yang Qiming had an idea and imitated a rooster's crowing in his throat.

“Ohhhh!~~~”

The sound is vivid and long-lasting.

Only chickens know how good his foundation is. The hens were all moved to tears after hearing this.

Zhou Yuting was so frightened by the crowing of a rooster next to her ears that her mind went blank.

In an instant, the whole class fell silent.

Immediately, the class burst into laughter.

Such a small Olympiad Class 3 can actually have so many talented people.

Jiang Nian said, "You have learned it quite well."

Qianbao, who was studying in the evening in the next class, poked her head in from the door with a confused look on her face.

"Who among you brought the chicken to class?"

Friendly book recommendation: "After Rebirth, I Became Qingmei's White Moonlight"

After a failed blind date, the 38-year-old bachelor Jiang Shu was unfortunately reborn. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a kindergarten.

When he faced it calmly, he found that the counterattack system had arrived thirteen years earlier.

[The host has been detected to be over 18 years old, and the system is officially activated]

Jiang Shu was furious: "I'm in kindergarten, and you said I'm 18 years old?"

[Help the bad-tempered goddess get rid of the entanglement of her suitors]

【Take advantage of Bai Yueguang's physiological weakness】

[Forced to push the unruly young lady against the wall, unexpectedly discovered her unknown side]

Jiang Shu looked at the task list and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

When the once aloof goddess, white moonlight, and savage young lady appeared before him one by one in their childhood forms, Jiang Shu relied on the information asymmetry and began the process of speeding through the task.

It was not until eighteen years later that Jiang Shu, who had grown into an all-round male god, looked at the three beautiful girls in front of him who vowed to marry no one else but him, and began to wonder what went wrong.

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(End of this chapter)