Young Again

Chapter 101 Midterm exam, in the same exam room with Ma Hao
On Thursday morning, after having breakfast, the two went to school.

Chen Wang was riding a bike, and Li Xintong was behind him, fiddling with her phone and looking at her QQ space.

Then, I saw a few people I knew posted messages about going to Jiaen’s performance.

Among them, there are several junior high school classmates who are now in No. 1 Middle School.

Do students from good schools also skip classes?
"Didn't we skip evening study yesterday?" Chen Wang suddenly asked at this time.

After hearing this, Li Xintong turned off her phone and put it in her pocket. She also put her other hand on his waist to support him and asked, "What's wrong?"

“Isn’t it the Chinese teacher who is in charge of the class? Then a teacher from the Academic Affairs Office went to check and wrote down the names of those who skipped class.” Chen Wang said.

"Didn't we ask for leave?" Li Xintong suddenly became nervous, and her hands holding Chen Wang's waist also stiffened a little.

"It's not Zhou Jun who came to check, it's Zhou Jun's deputy." Chen Wang explained, "Besides, don't we have to set up the exam room at the end of the school day?"

"Then who moved us when we were not here..."

Thinking of this, Li Xintong became even more panicked.

My hands started to tremble.

"It must be a classmate." Chen Wang said thoughtfully, "Oh, it seems that the teacher also said that those who are absent during evening self-study will be punished to pull weeds in the old toilet behind the playground for three days."

"Ah? There is such a thing?"

"Why, are you scared?"

Her voice sounded a little distorted, Chen Wang asked.

"No."

Since I had already escaped, there was no point in being afraid now, so Li Xintong responded with her body upright.

"Then why are your hands shaking?"

"a little cold."

"pretty good."

"What's good?"

"If Mars hits the Earth and all of humanity is destroyed, there's still a mouth to speak. It's a bit cold."

"..."

It took Li Xintong a while to realize that Chen Wang was talking about her stubbornness. She punched him on the back and said seriously, "Are you not afraid now that I'm like that?"

“But I’m not stubborn.”

"Let's not talk about whether you are tough or not. Just think about how you are going to face Lao Jiang." Li Xintong didn't dare to think about that scene.

The two people who had been living together took leave together to watch a performance the day before their first exam.

If Lao Jiang can endure this, then there is nothing he cannot endure in his life!
“Let me tell you, if we follow normal logic, we’re doomed. But if there’s no problem with the exam this time, or even if there’s a significant improvement, then all problems can be covered up.” Chen Wang said quite rationally.

how to say?

A player has a bad character, a bad training attitude, he talks back to his coach and female fans, these problems, when he is rubbish, each one of them is enough to destroy him.

But if you can score, and also have a little C.

That is, Chen Wang’s true character.

Contradicting female fans?
From the fans to the fans!
"Indeed." Li Xintong also nodded. "Last time I got 481. If I get 490 this time, the head teacher won't give me any trouble."

"Then we can probably get into the top 15, right?" Chen Wang asked.

"Ah, it should be about the same." Li Xintong said, "It depends on the difficulty. Normally, it should be fine. How about you?"

"I'm 322."

"Which subject is not tested?"

"Kiriko must think it's funny to say that."

Li Xintong couldn't help but smile proudly, and then said: "There are nine examination halls for liberal arts in the whole school, you must be ranked eighth."

"Yeah." Chen Wang replied.

"Then as long as you improve one examination room, there will be no problem, right?" Li Xintong speculated.

Logically speaking, that's right.

But it has been less than a month since I was reborn, and it is already a rare achievement to be able to maintain the score in such a short time.

Of course, that's for ordinary people.

Chen Wang is not an ordinary person.

It can be said that apart from the few hours spent on shooting commercials, some time spent on running, working out and flirting with girls every day, minus the sleep that is not wasted on insomnia, he spends all the rest of the time studying hard.

Moreover, he was quite domineering and took over the free time of Lao Jiang, as well as the English and geography teachers.

In Class 8, no one could study half as hard as I did.

Including Tongzi, Chen Wang often saw her distracted in class.

As for those in Class 560, after all, they were in a crappy high school like No. 211 Middle School, so except for the top girl in the school who could score , the only girl in the school who had a chance to get into a university, all the rest were not as good as herself.

The results of several training matches this month were also good.

As long as he can play at the level of the training matches, Chen Wang believes that he will never lose to these guys who have one foot in Foxconn.

Damn it, come here!

"Then you should be in the first examination room, right?" Chen Wang asked.

"That's right, 018, isn't it awesome?" Li Xintong said with some pride.

"It's really awesome, much better than some 002s." Chen Wang praised.

"cut."

Li Xintong made a rather disdainful sound, and then asked curiously: "Is An Jiani studying hard? I just saw her flirting with boys."

"No, she got this far purely by her own cleverness." Chen Wang said, "In fact, she was quite lazy in high school. For her, as long as she could maintain her top three grades, it was enough."

Some academic freaks are like this. Since they have decent qualifications and the learning environment in the class is not bad, their grades can basically be maintained every time.

If it falls off a little, just make a little more effort and it will be replenished quickly.

The idea that if you work harder you will get better grades is basically a false proposition for them.

Because this kind of people are not focused on studying hard.

"So that means she had very good grades in junior high school?" Li Xintong asked.

"Yes." Chen Wang said, "In such a bad junior high school like ours, she can easily get into No. 1 Middle School and Experimental School."

"Then how did you end up here?" Li Xintong asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

In fact, she just performed a little poorly, otherwise she could have gone to No. 2 Middle School, or even tried her hand at the experimental school.

"A high fever."

Chen Wang answered decisively with three words without even thinking about it.

Seeing him so 'knowing everything', Li Xintong started again: "Oh, our little Chen Wang must have felt so distressed at that time, right?"

"I wish it was me who had a fever!"

"..."

Li Xintong pursed her lips and said speechlessly: "I feel like you actually had a fever once before, but you just forgot about it, forgot about it."

You’ve lost your brain, stupid dog Doudou!

"Maybe." Chen Wang felt quite emotional about the past.

"So your liking for her is actually related to her good grades?" Li Xintong asked.

"That's for sure." Chen Wang replied immediately.

"So, you are a person who values connotation?" Li Xintong asked.

"Of course, the connotation is far greater than the appearance itself."

"Oh, do you really think so?" Li Xintong didn't believe it.

"I really think so."

Talking about this, Chen Wang said seriously: "If you have talent, time will never defeat beauty. No matter how beautiful a girl is, she will have wrinkles one day. Appearance is always an additional thing. The most important thing for a person is the richness of the spiritual world. It is temperament, quality, and morality. It is said that beautiful skins are all the same, but interesting souls are rare."

Unexpectedly, Chen Wang had such a deep side. Li Xintong, who thought she had an interesting soul, gradually had a light in her eyes. She raised her head and asked sincerely, "If you're looking for a girlfriend..."

“Choose something that looks good.”

.........

In the office, seeing the list of students who skipped classes, Lao Jiang was furious and wanted to pound the table. Why go to see a show at this time? The next day is the exam. They really don't take their studies seriously at all!

Although they had given up long ago, for Lao Jiang, his job is to teach and lead the class well.

We cannot allow students to do whatever they want just because they are poor students.

Please invite parents, everyone, please invite parents after the exam!
Moreover, those who skipped classes and did not help change seats must work, voluntary labor!

While he was angry, Lao Jiang looked at the names of Li Xintong and Chen Wang who had asked for leave in the class announcement and felt a little confused.

Because the school has seriously stated that no form of leave is allowed.

If you are really sick, then you can ask your parents to pick you up.

However, these two people did not come to me when they asked for leave.

Also, even if he went to find Zhou Jun and asked for leave for them, he should at least inform me.

How come I was put on 'sick leave' without asking myself and when the school strictly prohibited taking leave?

"How many people are there in your class?"

"Four of them, all girls, who managed to sneak out while delivering food. They are very brave."

"So what are you going to do? Tell me after the exam?"

"There's only one person in our class who can go to college, and I'm still talking about this after I pass the exam? I'm spoiling these little bastards!"

"Hey, don't just talk about your class, there are two in our class. And both of them have the opportunity to go to college. Who is this Jia En? Has she ever been popular?"

At this time, a female teacher said, "She was very popular. She was a very pretty girl. If I hadn't been watching the class yesterday, I would have gone to see her too."

"It's really rare that someone who has become famous can come to Jiangchuan to perform."

While everyone was chatting, Lao Jiang did not join in.

Because he was still thinking about Chen Wang and Li Xintong.

So, I sent a WeChat message directly to Zhou Jun.

Jiang Chengshan: Director Zhou, did these two kids in our class take sick leave last night?

After a long while, there was a reply from the other side.

Moreover, it is totally inconsistent with the style of Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun: Yes, Li Xintong was sick, and Chen Wang took her out for an injection.

wrong.

This is definitely not right.

The clever Lao Jiang immediately realized that someone was lying.

Zhou Jun wouldn't handle sick leave like this!
So, what’s the problem?

Well, I must ask clearly.

After the exam, I called the two kids over again and had a fierce confrontation with them to find out where they went last night!

If you can't tell, you two can go pull weeds too!
.........

The eighth examination room for liberal arts, Class 12, Grade .

The score ranking distribution in this examination room is between 211 and 240.

And there are only 263 people in the entire school.

This means that these people will have to go to private schools with extremely high tuition fees when they go to junior college in the future.

Obviously, few parents in Jiangchuan are willing to spend this money on their children.

So the people here are very similar.

classmate?

Fellow workers!
In the classroom, half of the students were not at their seats.

There were a few other people who were playing Three Kingdoms together.

In this situation, Chen Wang was like an outlier. He took out his book and prepared to memorize some ancient poems before the Chinese language test.

In the Jingbei exam, reciting ancient poems is worth six points.

But in this school, few people can get six points.

This is also the only Chinese language test where you can sharpen your skills before the exam.

His behavior was very funny.

Some people pointed at him and whispered to the people next to them.

This is a very classic theory of learning guilt.

If you really studied, would you end up in this examination room?

What a fuss!

The people here are like those in the late stage of cancer, basically there is no hope of recovery.

But Chen Wang ignored these stupid baskets

Still reading the book.

At this time, several boys who greeted each other by saying "you bitch" came into the examination room very noisily.

Standing in the middle is Ma Hao.

The moment he saw Chen Wang, the corners of his mouth curled up.

I actually met him here.

"Keep an eye on the door and call out when the teacher comes." Ma Hao said to a classmate next to him.

Soon, he was standing guard at the door, pretending to hang around.

It's like there's someone standing by the toilet door to keep watch while you smoke, very disciplined.

After entering the classroom, several boys took the initiative to talk to Ma Hao.

In this examination room, some people were classmates and others were teammates. Basically, we had smoked and played games together.

"Did you see that idiot?" Ma Hao pointed at Chen Wang who was reciting a poem and said in a voice without concealing anything.

"You are indeed an idiot." A boy next to him also said with a smile, "You are already in this examination room, but you are still reading there. You are so fucking pretentious."

"The guy who wrote the love letter before was also like this, right?"

Several boys started to "bully" Chen Wang.

Other people in the examination room were also there to watch the fun.

Some timid girls didn't dare to get close and hid far away, just watching nervously.

Until these people surrounded Chen Wang.

It was just like the very common extortion between students, using numbers to pressure and break down the opponent's psychological defenses.

At the same time, two other people put their hands directly on Chen Wang's shoulders.

But he remained calm the whole time, as if nothing had happened.

"You work so hard, are you going to get into Tsinghua University?"

A boy with a bowl cut said something that made the people around him laugh. At the same time, his face darkened and he suddenly put his hand on Chen Wang's book: "Don't recite."

His hand completely blocked Chen Wang's view.

But he remained peaceful.

Slowly, he opened his pencil case and took out a ballpoint pen.

Gently, press the 'head'.

The other three people surrounding him had no idea what he was going to do.

Only Ma Hao felt something was wrong.

Then, his expression froze.

This kid can't be...

click!
A crisp sound suddenly occurred.

Before the pot-covered man could react, Chen Wang's gel pen went straight through the gap between his fingers and just happened to poke through one of his fingers, scraping off a piece of skin from his hand and embedding it into the book...

(End of this chapter)