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

Chapter 355 Group has a sun

After Li Qingrong finished voting, everyone was dumbfounded.

Except for the first arrow which went off target, the rest all hit the target. There was no technique involved, it was all about feel.

Chai Muying was suddenly in despair, as she had originally wanted to participate in the competition and win a prize.

"Isn't the monitor too accurate?"

Yao Beibei came here purely to have fun. After the joint entrance examination, anything she did was more interesting than attending evening self-study classes in the classroom.

She clapped her hands, "That's good too. Maybe our class will have a chance of winning the championship."

The other girls had similar thoughts. The only flaw was that the class monitor was so accurate in throwing pots that he deprived them of their happiness.

The boys' reaction was just the opposite. The boys who had already voted were now slapping their thighs in regret.

"Fuck, I should have been more serious!"

The boys who had not yet voted were full of fighting spirit and stopped laughing. They were ready to fight to the bitter end.

Xie Zhihao looked at Li Qingrong several times and suddenly realized that the class monitor was so beautiful that it was stunning.

Eh? She's the class monitor?

Isn't the class monitor the girl named Cai Xiang? It seems that whenever something happens in the class, she always runs over and then runs away.

Could it be that the person in front of me is the deputy class leader?
Liu Yang glanced at the remaining boys who had not voted yet, just like Tom in Tom and Jerry leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

He shook his head and made a regretful sound.

Kids, there's hell ahead.

Xie Zhihao and Jiang Nian were not in the same row. At this moment, he was staring straight ahead. The best result among the boys was five out of ten.

Just six shots
Jiang Nian was in another row, and it was his turn to play the game next. He turned around and glanced at Luo Yong, hesitating.

"How about you go first?"

"No, no, no, you go first." Luo Yong refused habitually. No matter what he did, he liked to wait in the back.

Jiang Nian said, "After I vote, you may not want to vote anymore."

"No, you first, you first." Luo Yong even took a step back, as if there was someone queuing for an injection in front of him.

He is the typical 50-point boy, not as addicted to his mobile phone as Zeng You, nor as taciturn as Luo Zhongping.

Half cheerful, half inferior.

His expectation for the college entrance examination was just to get into Nanjing University, or even East China Jiaotong University. As long as he graduated from university, he would be there!

No one cared about my four years of undergraduate studies, so I went to Shenzhen with my schoolbag on my back.

Jiang Nian thought about it, stretched out his hand and forced him forward. Luo Yong could not resist and was forced to start pitching pots.

Next door, Xie Zhihao stuck his butt out and shot six out of ten.

From being sweaty all over, to having a full-on Kaka expression, [Ah, I’m the happiest person today].

Luo Yong looked timid, but he unexpectedly made four out of eight shots, which made Xie Zhihao, who was opening a bottle of champagne halfway through, nervous.

However, Luo Yong lost his nerve in the ninth throw. With a clang, the arrow went out of the pot.

"Yes!" Xie Zhihao panted slightly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "To be honest, it's a bit of a pity."

Luo Yong smiled but said nothing, his palms were sweaty.

Jiang Nian picked up the arrow and suddenly felt someone staring at him. He saw that it was Li Qingrong, but the other party quickly looked away.

He didn't dawdle and hardly even looked at where the mouth of the pot was.

He threw ten arrows out in quick succession. While one arrow was still flying in the air, the second arrow had already been shot.

Dong, dong, dong, just like big and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

Ten arrows fell into the pot at the same time, making a clear and pleasant sound.

Everyone present was silent instantly. Lao Liu was talking on the phone at the door. Seeing this scene, he was speechless.

Liu Yang covered his face and couldn't bear to watch.

If he didn't hold a position in the Sports Commission, he wouldn't have come at all with Jiang Nian around.

Xie Zhihao was dumbfounded. He tried his best to throw a six-ball. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Nianpiao making ten consecutive shots.

He couldn't accept it and couldn't believe his eyes.

The girls' reaction was even more exaggerated. Yao Beibei came over directly, intending to turn up his sleeves to see if he was cheating.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you turn on the technology?" Yao Beibei didn't find the mechanism on his sleeve. "Where is it hidden? You are just a bunch of pigeons."

"Pants," Jiang Nian said without blushing or beating his heart.

Yao Beibei touched his chin and said, "Wait for me to find a round-faced and bearded boy to come over."

Li Qingrong stood not far away, listening to the excited discussion of the two girls around her. She silently withdrew her gaze and looked elsewhere.

Old Liu stopped making phone calls and sent all those who failed the selection back, leaving Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong to talk.

There were only three people left in the huge activity room.

"Cough cough." Old Liu coughed, looked at Jiang Nian and then at Li Qingrong, and suddenly a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

No, am I a fool?
What an exciting market! Why are they together again?
But there is an old Chinese saying, since we are already here, let’s encourage them to win the award first.

"This pitching pot competition was decided by a director of the school who was conducting an educational reform experiment. He raised a large sum of money."

"So, this ancient style pitching pot game has very high rewards, and it's a direct cash prize, so you guys should try your best to win it."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.

"Teacher, do all classes have to participate in the competition?"

"Yes, all classes in the senior year," said Lao Liu, and then added, "regardless of arts or science, the bonuses are very high."

Li Qingrong looked calm. She was unmoved by the honor and bonus. She just stood there and listened quietly.

Jiang Nian asked again, "How many, maknae?"

Seeing someone counting money with his thumb and index finger, Lao Liu almost couldn't hold it in. He asked with a sullen face.

"You are not a good person! Why don't you care about honor?"

Jiang Nian scratched his head, "Okay, how much is the honor, maknae?"

Continue counting money gesture.

"Honor is priceless, you don't understand it yet." Lao Liu thought for a moment, "The prize money seems to be 1,500 for the champion."

"Honor is indeed very important." Jiang Nian said seriously, "Teacher, I am willing to contribute my part to the class."

Old Liu was confused. Is this... is this right?

"Okay, as long as you have this intention." Old Liu was about to end the conversation, but was interrupted by Jiang Nian again.

"Teacher, if we all win, what reward will you give us?"

Old Liu: "."

"Teacher, honor." Jiang Nian said indirectly, "I will definitely win the award, so you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Old Liu relaxed a little.

"The prizes for team leaders are relatively ordinary. It depends on what you like. There are thermos cups, one-month meal cards, and so on."

The campus was quiet and dark, as if covered with a thin layer of sand.

Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong walked out of Building D side by side and glanced at the senior high school floor where the second evening self-study class was already in session.

"What took Lao Liu so long to talk about?"

Hearing this, Li Qingrong glanced at him, stopped and asked.

"Are you short of money?"

"It's not that we are short of money, we are just participating." Jiang Nian turned to look at Li Qingrong, "Whoever gets the prize money gets it."

Li Qingrong nodded, hummed, and asked again.

"After I take it, do you want it?"

Jiang Nian was immediately confused. He thought that the squad leader wouldn't have any ideas about him and wanted to buy out his youth with a thousand yuan.

Too greedy, Qingqing.

Youth is so precious, that kind of thing costs extra.

"That's not necessary, I was just kidding." Jiang Nian explained, "It's not that much, it's almost enough."

"Ah."

After returning to the classroom, the two returned to their seats.

After Jiang Nian took his seat, he began to rush through his homework, correcting his test papers and handing them in for inspection. He was so busy that he stayed busy until the last evening self-study session.

Seeing him stop writing, Zhang Ningzhi asked.

"I heard from Beibei that you are going to represent your class in the competition?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Nian looked at her.

"Nothing, just congratulations." Zhang Ningzhi smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, "Keep working hard."

Zhizhi is never stingy in giving praise and has the ability to give warm emotional value to everything.

"Then I'll treat you to a scratch-off game some other day." Jiang Nian snapped his fingers, "Test your luck."

[Win] This ability has not yet been obtained.

First, he needs to decipher Song Xiyun's illness, find a regular army (doctor), and use [calculation] to decipher it. But this does not prevent him from making big promises and teasing the little girl.

If you really buy scratch tickets, then it is definitely not the case. The winning rate of that thing is low, and some bosses will even calculate the bonus.

In other words, how much you can win is an objective law.

[Winning a Prize] No matter how amazing your skills are, it is impossible to win a big prize from a stack of scratch tickets worth only a few hundred dollars.

Winning the lottery can bring endless joy, as long as you don’t try too hard to get the jackpot. It’s much more enjoyable than scratch cards.

Not only is the prize money higher, it’s also much safer.

As for why not make it bigger?
Chun Chun was too lazy to move because Jiang Nian was too noisy, so she had to change places to buy lottery tickets, and the [Winning] was refreshed every five days.

If you are not a professional lottery player, it is more comfortable to catch small fish.

"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Hehe, my luck has always been good."

Isn't this a date alone?

Scratch lottery!!

Actually, it’s a lottery!!

Li Hua had been listening to them mumbling for a long time and couldn't stand it any longer. He patted Jiang Nian and said with a look of deep sorrow.

"Bro, scratch tickets are compensated!"

Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, "Master Li, what do you mean?"

"I was tired of going to school, so I tried something new." Li Hua sighed, "I thought if I won the lottery, I would stop going to school."

"Did you win?" Jiang Nian asked sincerely, holding out his hand, "I'm a student, give me some."

Li Hua: ".bro, are you serious?"

School is about to end.

Tao Ran suddenly walked in from the classroom door with a stack of answer sheets in his arms, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

He walked hurriedly to the podium with the answer sheet in his arms, and fell back on the podium with a bang.

Look up and look around the classroom.

"The scores for the Chinese language test are out. They are all written on the answer sheets. Can someone help distribute them?"

Almost instantly, the originally restless class became noisy.

In the words of Song Dandan, "The scene was filled with loud gongs and drums, blasting firecrackers, waving red flags, and huge crowds of people.

Quite spectacular.

Everyone suddenly became nervous at this moment. No one was in a hurry to finish school, and they sat and waited for the Chinese answer sheets to be distributed.

Among them, one of the most anxious people in the class is Li Hua.

"Akashi Akashi, please." He buried his head in the Chinese textbook, trying to absorb good luck by cramming.

In addition, Zhang Ningzhi was also nervous.

Her scores in the five subjects were the same as Jiang Nian's, 514. Her total score and grade ranking were all based on the Chinese language.

There is great terror between life and death.

Even though she was a fairy, she couldn't help but hold her pants tightly at this moment. She exerted force little by little with her hands, unconsciously pursing her lower lip.

"Hiss~!" Jiang Nian took a breath and turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, "No, why are you grabbing my leg?"

"Oh, sorry." Zhizhi blushed and apologized softly, "I was wondering why it didn't hurt, I thought..."

The answer sheets were handed out, three of them.

Li Hua scored 508. When he got the Chinese answer sheet, he suddenly covered the score with his hand, and then opened the lottery bit by bit like a gambler.

“1, 1, it must start with 1!”

I moved my hand away and it really started with 1.

Li Hua laughed immediately and continued to make wishes.

"2, 2, 2!"

Then, after the hand was moved away, the second number was 0. Li Hua almost fainted from seeing this.

508 plus a hundred or so, no matter how you add it, it will only be a little over .

He gave up and moved his hand away.

100 points.

People really laugh when they are speechless.

All the expressions on Li Hua's face disappeared, replaced by wild laughter. He laughed and glanced at Jiang Nian's score.

102.

Jiang Nian turned around and took a look at Li Hua's 100 points in Chinese. He couldn't help but smile and clapped and sang for him.

"One hundred points, excellent!"

"You fucking bastard!" Li Hua was furious. He lost 2 points in Chinese and the total score, a full 8 points to Jiang Nian.

Although the total score is still over 600, maintaining the legend that the "Li Hua Line" is always above 600, but!!!

Jiang Nian 616 has already flown over the "Li Hua Line" and has an advantage of a full 8 points!

He almost fainted from anger, and pressed his philtrum. He looked up at the blackboard and felt that it was dark in early December.

Zhang Ningzhi performed extremely well in Chinese and scored 126.

The total score exceeded 640.

Fairy Zhizhi faced a slight disadvantage at the beginning, but still relied on the explosive blood of her advantageous subjects to keep herself on the altar.

Li Hua's originally cold heart turned to minus thirty degrees again.

An ordinary group unexpectedly had two suns! They crossed the "Li Hua Line" and directly flew into the sky!

Suddenly, Huang Fang in the front seat turned her head abruptly.

She stared at Li Hua closely, swallowed her saliva without caring about her image, and asked nervously.

"Team leader, what's your score in Chinese?"

Hearing this, Li Hua instantly became alert.

"What's your total score?"

At this moment, Emperor Fangfang blushed, which was rare. She covered her face with her hands and said with some embarrassment.

"A bit low, 609."

"Team leader? Team leader!!" Huang Fang panicked when she saw Li Hua fall down, "Team leader, don't die!"

She shook Li Hua violently and couldn't help asking.

"How many points did you get?"

Li Hua pretended to faint from anger, but he really woke up from anger.

"Stop asking!"

Jiang Nianle finished speaking and answered on behalf of his good brother.

"Fangfang, he has one point less than you."

"Akashi, I'm really going to jump." Li Hua rubbed his face, "Why are there three suns in the sky of Group 6?"

Three days in the sky!

How can we build the foundation without killing Li Hua!
Before the evening self-study session was over, Jiang Nian turned around and took a look at the monitor's score. He saw a number starting with 12 and instantly lost interest.

The monitor's Chinese score seems to be just on the edge of excellent, but for a normal person, it is still ridiculously high.

"What's your total score?" Jiang Nian asked.

In the noisy classroom, Li Qingrong looked up.

"Six Hundred and Eight"

"Stop!" Jiang Nian interrupted her and said helplessly, "I know, your score is too outrageous."

Li Qingrong: “.”

Evening self-study after school.

Jiang Nian walked out of the classroom with his bag and rushed to the third floor. He originally planned to catch Xu Qianqian, but found Xiao Song was also there.

He reunited with the two women, then walked downstairs and asked curiously.

"Is this an illness?"

"The cough hasn't gotten better." Xu Qianqian looked worried. "I plan to let Xiyun go back to my house to sleep so that she can go to the clinic tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.

"Have you called Sister Zhao?"

Hearing the words "Sister Zhao", Song Xiyun, who was wearing a cat mask, turned around and glanced at Jiang Nian.

His eyes widened and he whispered.

"Then I am not a generation younger than you?"

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