Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 100 Wait for me
Self-study on Sunday night.

Xue Yuantong returned to Class [-] and received all kinds of looks.

The students in the class didn't know what Xue Yuantong was going to do. They asked for leave for more than a week at a time. If Shan Qingrong hadn't said that Xue Yuantong was just asking for leave, they would have thought that Xue Yuantong was asked to leave by No. [-] Middle School.

Knowing that Xue Yuantong came back, Shan Qingrong came to the class before the evening self-study class, visited Xue Yuantong, and after making sure that she was fine, Shan Qingrong left with peace of mind.

Jiang Ning greeted Geng Lu.

After two days, Geng Lu told Jiang Ning about the big and small things that happened in the past two days, bought new clothes, ate delicious food, saw funny jokes, and chattered.

After chatting for a while, Geng Lu looked at Ma Shicheng who was playing games, and her voice changed:
"Hey, isn't this our classmate Ma? Didn't you say you have to work hard? Why did you only study for one evening self-study?"

"Where did your persistence go?"

"Could it be that you are insisting on playing games?"

Ma Shicheng couldn't hold back his old face. He could hear Geng Lu laughing at him. If it was normal, he would definitely laugh back and win the victory with the help of Shan Kaiquan, Guo Kunnan, and Wang Longlong.

But now, he knew that he didn't make any sense, and he would only be laughed at if he spoke, so he simply didn't make a sound and concentrated on playing with his mobile phone.

When Geng Lu saw that Ma Shicheng was acting like a coward, he didn't pursue it anymore.

In fact, Ma Shicheng didn't really shrink back, but he was fully sure to improve his performance, but the timing was not now.

Ma Shicheng took out his mobile phone and opened the Post Bar.

Jiang Ning has five senses. He noticed that Ma Shicheng was flipping through a post titled:
"The record starts from the second year of high school, with a zero-based counterattack against 985!"

The time of posting was two years ago. Ma Shicheng clicked on "Only look at the original poster" and scrolled down.

The landlord checks in the learning progress every day, marks the difficulties of the subjects, how to study scientifically, and how to work hard.

With the sliding of Ma Shicheng, it seems that time has passed, and the host finally got his wish this year. He was admitted to the 985 University and posted the admission notice of the university.

Countless netizens below sent congratulatory messages.

This post was found by Ma Shicheng a few days ago. He saw the host working hard and improving his grades a little bit.

Ma Shicheng collected the post and regarded it as a good medicine for his soul, which was his comfort when he was confused in the middle of the night.

He looked at the poster in the post and firmly believed that he could do it.

His foundation is better than the poster's, and his academic talent is higher than the poster's. As long as he persists like the poster, he will be able to pass the 985 exam. At that time, everyone can only crawl at his feet and watch him climb the mountain of that prestigious school.

Thinking of that scene, Ma Shicheng became excited and couldn't restrain himself. The urging of his parents and the ridicule of his classmates would all turn into admiration for him at that time!
The poster started to work hard from the second year of high school, and Ma Shicheng decided that he would study hard after the second year of high school, so the first year of high school has fun first and then talk about it!

It was time for him to change himself until the second year of high school!
So Ma Shicheng played the game and became more at ease. It doesn't matter, he is only in the first year of high school now.

'It doesn't matter, anyway, in the second year of high school, I will counterattack! '

Satisfied, Ma Shi closed the post bar and opened the game to fight.

Jiang Ning was silent for a while, and he had a panoramic view of Ma Shicheng's performance, and he only thought it was funny.

……

In the last class of evening self-study, the students in Class 8 were studying by themselves. The monitor Huang Zhongfei sat in front of the podium and swept the class.

Wu Xiaoqi is not here again, needless to say, he must have gone to play basketball.

He asked Shan Qingrong for instructions the day before yesterday, and Shan Qingrong said that as long as Wu Xiaoqi does not disturb the classmate's self-study, especially Xue Yuantong, then leave him alone and let him go.

In the back row of the classroom, Shan Kaiquan looked at the vacant seat beside him, and said melancholy:

"Brother Nan, I also want to play basketball."

Guo Kunnan said: "There is no way, people's parents are capable, who told your parents not to work hard?"

Shan Kaiquan said: "This monthly exam, he was the last one in the class. I really don't know how he got into the No. [-] Middle School."

"I understand everything." Guo Kunnan played a game.

……

On the basketball court of No. [-] Middle School at night, people's shadows were shaking, and the street lamps were shining with a hazy yellow light.

"Brother Qi, I'm in good shape today. I hit five three-pointers." Deng Xiang boasted with a thumbs up.

"The next time you play against the sophomores, you will definitely beat them," he said.

Wu Xiaoqi patted the basketball, with an unruly expression, shaking his head, and said in his mouth:
"It all depends on my baby basketball~"

Deng Xiang looked at Wu Xiaoqi's basketball with an envious expression on his face. Although he is usually good at playing, he can even run into other people's classes and beat people up if he wants to.

But in terms of change, he is still very tight. He can't even think about the 800-odd basketball. He can only play around with Wu Xiaoqi's basketball.

"This basketball is good."

"I quite like it too." Deng Xiang said.

Although Wu Xiaoqi has heard countless times of others praising him for basketball these days, he never gets tired of hearing it. He said proudly:

"Especially the feel and stripes, it's so cool."

For someone who is obsessed with playing basketball like him, the temptation of a brand-name basketball is simply too great.

Wu Xiaoqi now comes home every night without eating. He first wipes the basketball with a damp cloth, then sprays it with alcohol, and then wipes it with a dry cloth.

He put the basketball on the bedside before going to bed, and if he didn't touch the basketball, he felt restless and couldn't sleep.

Wu Xiaoqi was in exceptionally good condition today, scoring goals again and again, until he and Deng Xiang left the basketball court when school was almost over.

Wu Xiaoqi has a strange temper, but for Deng Xiang, the two have similar tastes, Wu Xiaoqi is rich, Deng Xiang likes to pretend and shows loyalty, and they quickly got together.

When he was about to reach Class [-], Wu Xiaoqi invited:

"Go, go sit in our class."

Deng Xiang suddenly remembered the last time he went to Class [-] to find a place for his younger sister Gong Xuan, but he was beaten up violently. Thinking back to this day, there are still shadows.

"I won't go, I saw Class [-] getting dizzy." Deng Xiang waved his hands again and again.

Wu Xiaoqi snorted, he knew about Deng Xiang, he said disdainfully:
"Isn't it Jiang Ning, how can it be as scary as you said?"

"I was playing basketball in class, and he didn't dare to say anything."

"If it wasn't for the poor quality of the basketball last time, which nearly killed me, I would still be playing basketball in the class."

Deng Xiang still shook his head, Wu Xiaoqi's family is good after all, much better than his family, when Wu Xiaoqi fights with others, usually the one who suffers is the other party, he can't compare.

Just as Deng Xiang was about to say something, he suddenly answered a phone call, and his expression changed drastically.

Wu Xiaoqi saw something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My brother was drinking outside and had conflicts with others. I have to go and see, maybe there will be a fight." He was a little anxious. In high school, the friendship between boys was pure. When they heard that something happened to each other, they really dared to fight .

It's not like after entering the society as an adult, I have too many scruples.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoqi hugged the ball and said, "Let's go together!"

He is not very popular, has few friends, and can't get enough people to play basketball. If he can make two friends, he is quite happy.

Deng Xiang looked at the basketball in his arms: "When we get there, the scene may be chaotic."

Wu Xiaoqi thought right, what if he accidentally injured the basketball during a fight?
That was his sweetheart.

"You wait for me."

Wu Xiaoqi went in through the back door with a basketball in his arms. The stools of the No. [-] Middle School students were square. There was a square pillar about ten centimeters above the foot of the stool, and the basketball could fit inside without running around.

Wu Xiaoqi touched the basketball, feeling distressed:
'Baby, feel sorry for me, I'll pick you up after I'm done! '

He put the basketball away and immediately left the classroom to support Deng Xiang.

(End of this chapter)