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Chapter 67 Decisive Battle, First Trial!

"Luck is such a thing..."

Looking at the sachet in his hand, Chen Yuan was a little hesitant, wondering if he was suspected of cheating by bringing this kind of thing into the examination room.

Of course, if you get caught, the teacher in the examination room will open the sachet in front of everyone. After seeing the note, he will show an excited expression, and then stretch it nervously...

"No, you?"

"The 17-year-old 10-point good-looking long-haired female neighbor next door gave me a lucky charm for the exam, and I insisted on wearing it."

"what?"

"Forget it, teacher, you should report your criticism to the whole school, but explain the reasons clearly. I don't want to be unfairly wronged."

"I'll reward you here! Write your question!"

Thinking of that kind of scene, Chen Yuan felt regretful, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose because of the sadness...

[Chen Yuan with 140 points]

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Turning his head, he found Tang Siwen standing in front of the school gate, eating steamed buns and reading English words.

Perhaps because of the sad and bitter smile she showed just now, there was also a trace of confusion in her eyes.

[Why Chen Yuan with a score of 140 is walking and having fun]

No, is it necessary for you to add this prefix?
Is it more than once you are so brooding?
In the next seven days, there will be a small test and a big test in January. What should you do?
"Why are you looking at English, isn't it a math test next?"

Because he had already arrived at the school gate, the gate of No. [-] Middle School was also cordoned off at this time, and he couldn't get in, so he simply stayed here, and like other people from other schools, they gathered together by wearing school uniforms.

"I really don't know mathematics, and it's useless to read it." Tang Siwen took a bite and replied calmly, "And English, if you remember it, it becomes mine."

"really."

It makes sense.

There are people who have already mastered the essays, Chinese, and English in advance, but they can't do mathematics, and at most they can memorize some formulas.

After all, the characteristics of the subject are here.

But whether she is going to take the competition exam now, or eliminate the ones who go home directly, she is still reciting English at this time, which is a bit dick.

Who said that there is no emperor in our eighteenth class?
"Did you understand all the questions the head teacher gave us?" Tang Siwen asked.

[After adding QQ, he hasn't contacted me once, he should understand everything]

"Basically, there is an answer after all." Chen Yuan nodded and asked, "What about you?"

Didn't you ask me too?

"It's okay to read the answer, but I didn't expect to do that, and I can do it when I'm not sure about the exam." Tang Siwen replied.

After she finished speaking, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a little drifting.

This is like the dialogue between Baiyin Er and the Grandmaster.

Second rank of silver: It's all dish comparisons, I'm a mess.

Grandmaster rank: I am not a hero I am good at, I am worried that I will lose.

However, although Tang Siwen was modest, he was of two different types from Xia Xinyu's modesty.

Xia Xinyu knows that she is strong, out of politeness and to encourage the other party, she will lower her posture and appear as humble as possible.

But Tang Siwen is different, she knows she is strong, but she still wants to be stronger.

So even if she never got top grades in exams, after all, her grades overwhelmed her last time, so she can still keep the heart of an apprentice and sincerely ask for advice.

To be honest, Xinyu's character is better.

This Tang Siwen feels a bit imitated, not easy to mess with.

Continuing to lower his head, after Tang Siwen finished eating one bun, there was still a small bun left in the plastic bag. Thinking that Chen Yuan was his classmate after all, he took the initiative and said politely: "Do you eat barbecued pork buns?"

[According to his personality, Chen Yuan is the kind of person who has a sense of proportion, and will take the initiative to distance himself from others]

【So, this steamed stuffed bun will end up in my stomach】

"it is good."

"?" Tang Siwen raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan dully.

The clever expression was completely replaced by blankness.

"Thank you." Chen Yuan stretched out his hand.

Tang Siwen, I really didn't want you to be such a badass bun.

But if you insist on playing psychological warfare like this, then I would rather obey you than be respectful.

"..."

Tang Siwen thought that the other party would be polite, just like refusing a red envelope during the Chinese New Year, as long as she was polite, she would eat the bun.

But looking at Chen Yuan's outstretched hand, she paused for a long time before taking the bun out of the plastic bag with chopsticks and placing it in his hand.

bar.

He swallowed this little char siew bun in one bite.

But in his hand, there was only an empty plastic bag.

"Thank you, it's delicious." After swallowing a few mouthfuls, Chen Yuan asked, "Which store did you buy?"

"...my house is downstairs."

Who knows which one is downstairs from your house?
Also, is eating your steamed stuffed bun so powerful?
The confinement time is as long as 2.5 seconds.

Just then, a bell rang at the school gate.Then, the loudspeaker played a notice for candidates from all schools to enter the venue in an orderly manner.

"We are not in the same examination room, so I will leave first." Feeling that the situation was a little out of control, Chen Yuan said hello and hurried away.

After Tang Siwen threw the plastic bag and chopsticks into the trash can alone, he still didn't react much.

Do you eat buns?
No thanks.Um.

Baji (sound effect of swallowing buns by oneself).

According to my understanding of Chen Yuan's character, this should be the dialogue that should occur.

But today, he acted abnormally and did something that was inconsistent with his character. Combined with the incident where he almost ate his own buns last time, he came to the conclusion...

Chen Yuan, the bun killer.

He is a bun lover who loves to eat buns.

It's pointless to think about this kind of thing now. Tang Siwen only felt slightly uncomfortable about that pork bun. It wasn't for any other reason, it was just...

If you eat that bun, you will reach the limit of just being full.

But now, it always feels so bad.

…………

Xia Hai one case.

The No. [-] high school in Xia Hai City, and also the No. [-] high school in Haidong Province.

As a powerful old school, its domination of Xia Hai and even Haidong continues to this day.

The oneness of the case is the first oneness.

The four cases are equivalent to the steel legion that has risen in recent years. Several principals have used iron and blood wrists, abnormal high pressure, and almost militarized management to push the four cases to a new height, among which Zhang Jianjun is particularly outstanding.

The Rocket Class dines first, and the Ace Class strictly prohibits related households. They even use subtle differences in the styles of school uniforms to classify students into different grades, giving the four classes the leverage to compete with the first class.

Last year, there were more than four cases in Ji Da Hua Qing, but the four cases produced two champions.

Both schools are competing.

In the examination room of Chen Yuan, there were several experts from the four sects.

When Xia Xinyu was taking a bath here before, the narrator described that Xia Xinyu was wearing a white school uniform with powder borders.

You might think it's just girls' school uniforms.

No.

Ordinary students of the four sects, of course, even if ordinary people are placed in the eleven sects, they are second only to the direct disciples of the eleven sects (class one).

Their school uniforms are white with gray trim.

The pink border is the unique logo of Xia Xinyu's rocket class students.

There are four such monsters.

At this moment, they were chatting happily around a boy sitting on a seat drinking water.

The boy also talked and laughed with them, looking quite funny.

But what is unique is that the edge banding of his school uniform is not pink.

Of course, it is not the ashes of normal students.

But golden.

This is the unique identity of one class of four science subjects.

Damn, the sense of oppression is so strong!

Zhang Jianjun, you turned people into ghosts!
I'm really lucky to think that Xinbao can still get out of the mud in such a meat grinder.

Is there a possibility that Xinbao was more pure and kind before entering the four sects?
"What class are you in?"

While Chen Yuan was sitting quietly observing other schools, a short-haired girl from No. [-] middle school in red and white school uniform came over and asked with a smile.

She looks like a very energetic and cheerful girl.

"Class Eighteen." Chen Yuan replied.

"Chen Yuan, class [-]..." He was a little surprised to hear this, and after looking at his examination number, he also introduced himself: "My name is Qiu Meng, from class three."

Three classes, the strong class with an average score of around 600.

And to stand out from this kind of class is bound to be a class of strong people.

However, he is still planning to copy the ninjutsu of the man in Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School.

Although he usually forces himself to compete with others, at the critical moment, he will definitely have to challenge the four masters.

"This classroom is basically a provincial key school, and the better schools are No. [-] Middle School and us." Qiu Meng told Chen Yuan.

"Ang, almost."

Although it is not worthy of being arrogant with the Fourth Middle School Master, what Qiu Meng said is correct.

The [-]th Middle School is on the fringes of the top [-] prestigious schools in the province. Here, except for the [-]th Middle School, which has an extra level, the [-]th Middle School is really stronger than the [-]th Middle School.

But the eleventh middle school is not the current number two, but there are slightly more students in the eleventh middle school, there are three people.

There is one in No. [-] Middle School and one in Experimental Foreign Languages. They are stronger, and they are in the top ten.

As for the rest, they are not as good as the ordinary provincial experiments in the eleventh middle school, and they are not close to the famous schools, so the sense of oppression is not too strong.

"It's a little strange. Why didn't the students of No. [-] Middle School see it? They value the competition very much."

Facing Qiu Meng's question, Chen Yuan guessed: "No. [-] Middle School also lives on campus, and they hold competitions at their school, maybe we will be together later..."

Before Chen Yuan finished speaking, the opened door was pushed even further.

The attention of the students in the classroom was immediately attracted.

The No. [-] middle school students who were chatting also stopped briefly, and looked together with subtle expressions.

Four students, three men and one woman, dressed in dark green standard school uniforms and trousers, entered the classroom and looked for their seats side by side at the door of the classroom.Because of the unique color and style of the school uniforms, the aura of these four people covered them head-on invisibly, like the four heavenly kings of magic ritual...

(End of this chapter)