The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 98 The First Thing You Should Do After the College Entrance Examination
After helping Ms. Song Mei hang up the phone, Zhang Wuyong returned the phone to her.

Song Mei didn't care: "Son! Are you back? Well, your aunt kept talking, and I was embarrassed to hang up the phone, so she kept talking for half an hour."

Zhang Wuyong asked, "Didn't she say she was waiting for Song Yichen at the entrance to the examination room? Tongtong and I came back as soon as we finished the exam, and it's been less than half an hour since we got home."

"Did she call you before she picked up Song Yichen, or did she forget to pick up Song Yichen because she wanted to call you?"

Ms. Song Mei: "Huh? Yeah... Could it be that she kept calling and forgot to pick up your cousin?"

She looked at the time the call came from the other side and the time it ended.

I don't quite understand.

"What's so strange about that? The one who picked up my cousin must be my uncle. She was just bragging to you!" Zhang Wuyong shrugged.

"She didn't even go to answer the phone after all this time, and she kept talking to me for a long time?" Ms. Song Mei was a little angry.

Zhang Wuyong walked into his room. His mother followed him, "Son, how did you do in these two subjects? Do you have a good chance of getting into a public college?"

Zhang Wuyong raised his head: "Hmm! It's not a big problem!"

Ms. Song Mei felt relieved. It seemed that her son's efforts during this period had paid off. Of course, this was also thanks to Tongtong next door.

She turned and walked out.

Zhang Wuyong turned around and said, "How about waiting until I get into a public college and giving me some money so I can learn to drive? I'll be eighteen by the end of the month anyway!"

Song Mei said, "No problem. If you can get into a public college, you can save the money yourself."

Zhang Wuyong pressed the issue further: "If I pass the exam and get a first-class university, will you buy me a car?"

Song Mei laughed: "Are you dreaming? Can you pass the exam? I tell you, if you can pass the exam, Mom will really buy it for you!"

Zhang Wuyong nodded seriously: "Okay! Then I'll do my best!"

"Then just do your best!" Ms. Song Mei smiled.

That night, after Zhang Wuyong finished his meal and took a shower, he reviewed various physics knowledge points and practiced English reading questions.

Around nine o'clock, I turned on the computer and logged into QQ.

In the class group, we saw classmates expressing their heartfelt condolences to the families of the teachers who prepared the national mathematics exam papers.

Zhang Wuyong watched for a while and did not participate in the conversation.

At this time, the mathematical answer has come out.

He was too lazy to check what the correct answer was for the big question that he and Tongtong had different answers to.

Around 11 o'clock in the evening, I go to bed and meditate.

On the second day of the college entrance examination, the weather was still extremely hot.

This day was very normal and peaceful.

The parents waiting outside the school were not as noisy as yesterday.

There were no more strange things happening in the examination room, such as tearing up papers or crying while writing.

Because the afternoon English class included listening, they had to arrive early. They also followed the schedule and left early to arrive at the examination room.

After the English exam, Zhang Wuyong heard a classmate next to him complaining that the loudspeaker in the exam room was a bit small and it was difficult to hear clearly if you were far away.

Other students around also complained.

But Zhang Wuyong himself did not have this feeling. He just felt that he could hear every word clearly during the listening test.

In this way, the college entrance examination finally entered its last day.

On the last day, there were four college entrance examinations: chemistry, geography, politics, and biology.

Zhang Wuyong and Tongtong both chose chemistry and biology, so they had to go early in the morning and finish the exams late in the afternoon.

Finally, all the exams were over. Zhang Wuyong walked out of the examination room and saw people tearing up books everywhere along the way.

Confetti was flying everywhere.

There are fewer parents waiting outside the school because many of them have already informed their families in advance that they will have fun after the exams and will not go home.

Aunt Zhu wasn't here either. Tongtong, her deskmate, and that strange girl named Ye Zhihui had made plans to go shopping together after the exams. Zhang Wuyong also made plans with a group of boys including Qian Shu to go out and play together.

Actually, I don’t know what to play yet, but I don’t want to stay at home anyway.

When the group got together, they decided to eat and drink well first, and then go sing together.

"Can't you be a little creative?" Zhang Wuyong said, "It's the same thing over and over again."

"How about you, the school bully, take us out for some fun?" A boy said with a lewd smile, "That's all we know. Foot massage parlors and massage parlors don't matter. Let's just relax tonight."

Another boy said, "Don't worry, we promise not to tell Zhao Yutong."

Qian Shu laughed: "That's right, Zhang Daquan! Our activities tonight are relying on you to lead the way."

Others followed suit and shouted "Zhang Daquan".

Zhang Wuyong was speechless: "No! Why are you calling us Zhang Daquan? And what about a foot washing shop and massage parlor? Those who know us will say we are high school students who just finished our exams, while those who don't will think I am leading you into society."

He actually felt that drinking and singing were meaningless.

Why don’t we go to an internet cafe together!

Unlike these people, he hasn't touched a computer or played with a mobile phone for a long time, and now he feels itchy.

Of course, he didn't express this idea in the end.

None of these people would go to an Internet cafe after taking the college entrance examination, right?
Qian Shu said, "Forget about the foot massage parlors. Zhang Wuyong must have gone there secretly by himself. How could he take us with him? If one of them leaked it to the school beauty, he would be finished."

No! I didn't go myself.

To be honest, there are many other shops further down the alley where my store is located. People who know about it or not often go there.

So the store is doing pretty good business.

Qian Shu laughed: "But I can recommend a good club, we can go there and sing together."

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Wuyong thought for a moment, "How about Honglian? I know their boss. I'll call him and ask him to reserve a private room for me."

The boys suddenly became excited: "Honglian?" "I heard that the decoration there is very luxurious, but it's a bit messy, and it's a place where people from work go." "Let's go, let's go tonight. We have to go there no matter what." "I've only heard of that place before, but I haven't been there." "As expected of Big Fist Brother."

Zhang Wuyong: “…”

No, I'm actually very serious.

Every city has at least one legendary nightclub where the local gangs hang out.

I heard that the bosses from each district often gather there to discuss big business.

But Zhang Wuyong knew the owner of Honglian Nightclub.

He was originally a businessman in this city. When he was young, he did some business outside and opened that club after he came back.

Then he made up some rumors to make those uneducated thugs think it was a great honor to eat and drink at his place.

Even among some students, the rumors were further exaggerated, making it seem like they were started by gangs.

Please, there is no underworld in our China, okay?

Do you really think the Demon Suppression Division doesn't exist?

As for making a phone call or asking someone to reserve a private room, it sounds very prestigious.

But they are doing business, so as long as there is a vacancy, they will definitely reserve it for you if you call to make a reservation, right?
Forget it. Seeing how eager these boys are to see the world, there’s actually nothing good to see there.

Under their instigation, Zhang Wuyong took out his cell phone and called Boss Huo.

"Hey, Brother Daquan? We haven't contacted each other for a long time. Why did you think of calling me?" The person on the other end said cheerfully after the call was connected.

Zhang Wuyong thought, not bad! He actually still remembered me.

In fact, he knew that many people who called each other felt that they were very familiar with the other party.

But these bosses come into contact with so many people every day that they have long forgotten who you are. Anyway, everyone comes to give money, so of course they are polite.

Come to think of it, why did he call me Big Fist Brother?
Wasn’t it all “big fists” before?

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