Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 461 Cannon fodder stepsister does not want to die (18)

"Be a doctor? You want to go to medical school?"

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the students around.

Although for their family conditions, doctors are not a good profession.

But to be a doctor means to be admitted to medical school, and to be admitted to medical school means that Jiang Lai must maintain an upper-middle level of science scores in order to be admitted to a domestic medical school that can still be ranked high.

The Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon students in the science class are all the students with the best grades in the city.

Looking at it this way, Jiang Lai had indeed set a big goal for himself.

In the next second, the chattering people in the class suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked towards the door in unison.

After seeing the person standing at the door, there was an unbelievable exclamation in the class.

"Fuck... Am I blind? Is that Shen Weizhou standing at the door?"

"Yes, you read it right, it is him, my God, my God! Is he going to change his face!"

"What's wrong with Shen Weizhou... What's the stimulus? The principal didn't get him to dye his hair back. Why did he just..."

Under everyone's surprised eyes, the black-haired Shen Weizhou walked up to Jiang Lai and sat down next to Jiang Lai with his bag in his hand.

The original silver earrings were also taken off, and she sat there in a well-tailored school uniform, looking like a three-good student with excellent grades.

Jiang Lai looked at him twice.

Shen Weizhou took out a book from his schoolbag without looking up.

The book turned out to be a book!

Everyone's eyes became even more surprised.

Even Tang Song couldn't help rubbing his eyes and looking at the quiet young man in front of him for a moment, feeling strange in his heart.

"What are you looking at? No need to study?"

This sentence from Shen Weizhou's mouth is not convincing at all, and it will make everyone think whether he has a brain twitch or is stimulated by something.

They were at the same table, and Jiang Lin greeted him before leaving.

"I'm going to science class, see you by fate."

Shen Weizhou stretched out his hand, and the unchanging stubbornness on his face for thousands of years was completely covered up by his calmness.

"Good tablemate, we are leaving, let's shake hands."

Jiang Lai smiled, and the moment he reached out his hand, Shen Weizhou grabbed it directly.

His palm was very hot, and it seemed that there was still a little bit of sweat.

Withdrawing his hand, Shen Weizhou stood up and made way.

"Go to the science class and continue to work hard."

"Goodbye."

"See you."

Jiang Lai left, Shen Weizhou sat back in his seat, and Tang Song rushed over non-stop.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay? If you feel bad and want to cry now, buddy, I'll take you to be wild."

Shen Weizhou looked up at him.

"Do you look like I'm in trouble?"

"picture."

"Go away, I have to study hard."

Tang and Song were hesitant to speak, but seeing Shen Weizhou's changed appearance, felt like a stick in his throat.

This not only means that he is about to lose a wealthy and handsome friend, but also means that he will have an annoying nerd around him.

He doesn't want to study himself, and of course he doesn't want his best friend to study hard.

Otherwise, how stressed is he?
"Brother Zhou, you don't actually have to do this. You need to be clear about the most essential problem, that is, others need to work hard to have the opportunity to enter a good company to earn money and status, but you don't need it, because the only thing you have to do , It’s just waiting for these people who have returned from their studies to join your company to work for you, you know?
It's pointless for you to do this. "

Shen Weizhou looked at him coldly.

"One must have a goal in life, right?"

"Your goal is to keep your father's [-] billion fortune, isn't that clear enough?"

"My goal now is that I want to study hard."

After finishing speaking, Shen Weizhou blasted away the unwilling Tang Song, and really lowered his head and started reading.

It was very quiet in the classroom.

Tang Song turned on his mobile phone full of depression and sent a circle of friends.

[Seal your heart and lock your love for a week, eat vegetarian food and pray for Brother Zhou to bless him with a speedy recovery]

There are a lot of likes and comments, all of them are the sons and beautiful girls who I usually know while drinking and racing.

Suddenly he felt that there was no meaning, and there was an incomparable emptiness in life.

Bored, he clicked on Jiang Lai's profile picture.

It was just added to the sports meeting, after all, it still has the face of being a sports committee member.

Jiang Lai's profile picture is a hand-painted cartoon villain, holding a book and wearing big glasses, looking very cute.

"Even the avatar is learning...cut..."

At this time, his eyes accidentally fell on her nickname.

"study well……"

It's so rustic, there are still people using this WeChat name these days.

Then in the next second, Shen Weizhou's headshot slipped down, as if he had been hit by something in his mind, he almost went in to have a look.

"Fuck!"

Shen Weizhou's WeChat name: I want to study hard.

"Show, it's too showy."

Shameless.

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Compared with the art class, the atmosphere of the science class is much more depressing.

Most of the students in this school are the best in the city. Even if they are not in the key class, even the students in the ordinary class are fighting for the early batch of admission places.

Therefore, what the whole class admires most is the competition. Those who are capable and talented will basically try to participate in the competition. If they can pass all the way and get good results, then there is a great possibility of being admitted in advance by key prestigious schools.

There was an extra student in the class. Except for the people in the back row, basically no one in the front row looked back. Most people didn't care about the extra person in the class. Everyone focused on the things in their hands.

The learning atmosphere was really good, Jiang Lai nodded in satisfaction, and then found an empty seat in the last row, right next to the trash can.

The first class was the mathematics class of the head teacher of the third class, and everyone had two papers on their desks.

"The ones in front of you are the full score papers of our monthly exam, Jiang Ci from Class [-], and Qiao Chuwen, I will copy them for you to see.

Take a closer look at the gap between yourself and a group of top students, why others can do well in every question, and you can even calculate the most basic questions wrong.

Let's look at the cleanliness of other people's papers. Any teacher who sees such papers will not be able to help but give them an extra point or two!

The art festival is over, and everyone should take care, I don’t care how dazzling or outstanding you are on the sports field or on the stage, as long as you sit here and sit in my class, you are a mighty army Ordinary students crossing the single-plank bridge!There is only one thing you have to do, and that is to put your grades up!

Alright, you all have corrected the papers yourself in advance, starting from this row, Solitaire will explain.

He Huan, your first question. "

Solitaire, the nightmare of countless students, Little Pudding, who had always been active, fell silent, shivering in a corner.

"It's over, it's over, there are a few more... one, two, three... I, I am the ninth question, how to do the ninth question..."

(End of this chapter)