Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 251 Spirituality

bell bell bell...

A series of alarms woke up all the sleeping guys in the dormitory.

"Damn it, what time is it? It's so early, let's go to sleep for a while..." Without batting an eye, Qiao Yichuan directly stuffed the alarm clock under the quilt, turned over, and fell asleep again.

However, a meager life obviously couldn't cover up the ear-piercing alarm. After a lot of noise, Ding Qiang, Zhao Nan, and Liu Ziqiang were woken up one after another.

"Hey, once the game stops, it's really boring..." Sitting on the bed, yawning, several elders looked at each other helplessly.

"Yeah, also..." Before Ding Qiang finished speaking, the phone beside the pillow rang.

When he saw the caller, Ding Qiang immediately beamed with joy.

"Haha, you guys go bored on your own, I'm leaving!" Ding Qiang turned over and jumped off the bed, and after washing up in a hurry, he went out immediately.

"Damn, all heterosexuals are going to die!" Several bachelors raised their middle fingers at his back.

……

Soon, the two met at the door of the boys' dormitory.

"Why?" Ding Qiang asked while wearing a T-shirt.

"What are you doing!" Li Yan intimately helped Ding Qiang straighten his turned-up collar, and said, "Today's exam results will be released, why don't you go and see?"

"Ah? The grades are out?" Ding Qiang patted his head and counted the days. It's not a big deal. It's been more than a week since the end of the exam. No matter how slow the grades are, the grades should be out.

As soon as grades were mentioned, Ding Qiang's heart began to fluctuate again...

Boy, if you fail a subject, I will agree to your marriage for a year later!
Recalling what the old principal said, even now, Ding Qiang still couldn't help but shiver...

"What's wrong?" Li Yan suddenly said nervously, "Don't tell me you can fail..."

"How is it possible!" Ding Qiang immediately pretended to be relaxed and said, "Those exam questions are very simple, you just don't believe me."

"Hee hee, of course I believe you!" Li Yan put her arms around his arm and said coquettishly, "I'm not worried!"

"Hey, what are you worried about?"

"Hmph, you're dead..."

"what……"

The young couple laughed and laughed, and their figures quickly disappeared into the avenues on both sides of the campus...

……

XX University’s list is somewhat similar to the college entrance examination list, which is posted on different blackboards in the main teaching building according to the college.

Counting from the blackboards at the door, the two quickly found the grade list of Ding Qiang's college.

Because the blackboard doesn't matter much, there are no specific results on the list, only simple numbers of whether to fail and how many subjects.

"Look quickly, see if you are in the failing class..." Li Yan nervously pulled Ding Qiang's arm and said.

"Haha, Zhao Nan failed a course..." Ding Qiang saw the familiar name inside at a glance.

"This Liu Ziqiang also belongs to your house, right?" Li Yan pointed to a name.

"Well, there is Du Ziqian, look for it..." Ding Qiang said maliciously.

As expected, in a certain corner of the list, Du Ziqian's name was impressively listed, obviously failing a subject!
"Hahaha..." Ding Qiang suddenly felt a little inexplicably happy.

Grandma, told you to laugh at me some time ago, did you fail?Are you an idiot?Have you taken the make-up exam?Ha ha……

Just when he was gloating, he suddenly heard a cheer from the side.

"What's wrong?" Ding Qiang was startled.

"Haha, you didn't pass the exam!" Li Yan said inexplicably happily.

"Didn't fail the course? Passed?" Following Li Yan's gaze, sure enough, Ding Qiang was impressively ranked in the column of all passed in the entire grade list.

"Wahhahaha, let me just say..." Ding Qiang suddenly fell into an inexplicable madness...

Are you kidding me?
Is it really possible for me not to fail a course?
Thank God, thank Jesus, thank Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, thank you...

"I'm so excited!" Clenching his fists, Ding Qiang wanted to roar a few times to express the ecstasy in his heart.

Haha, old guy, how dare you look down on me, what's the matter with the remaining month, I can pass all the same.

Not only did I pass the exam, but the game was also booming, wow ha ha ha...

On the side, seeing Ding Qiang's inexplicable joy, Li Yan also seemed to be infected by it, and pulled his arm and said: "Go, let's see how many points you got in the test..."

"En!" Ding Qiang nodded.

You can check your grades on the microcomputer, which is available in the next classroom.

Soon, after entering the student number, Ding Qiang's grades of all subjects appeared in front of the two of them in a row.

"English 91!"

"Advanced Mathematics 92!"

"Mechanics of Materials 95!"

"..."

Looking at the series of results, Li Yan looked at Ding Qiang in disbelief...

"What's wrong?" Ding Qiang was stunned.

"Your grades are somewhat higher than mine..." Li Yan said dissatisfiedly: "How can this be, you only studied for a few days at the end of the semester, and you actually... Hmph, I'm so mad!"

"Really?" Ding Qiang glanced at the grades, and was startled: "Oh my god, why are there so many?"

"Hmph, the teacher must have made a mistake." Li Yan stomped her feet and was about to rush to the teaching building.

Ding Qiang grabbed her: "What are you doing?"

"I want the teacher to re-approve your paper, how is this possible!" Li Yan said.

"Damn!" Ding Qiang was so frightened that he quickly stopped in front of her: "Grandma, you're too busy..."

"..."

……

While Ding Qiang and Li Yan were laughing and playing downstairs, in an office upstairs, the old principal was looking at the report card.

If Ding Qiang was here, it would be easy to see that the report card in front of the old principal was exactly his class...

"This guy's average score is 90?" Looking at Ding Qiang's score, the old principal's glasses barely fell off.

After thinking for a while, the old principal made a call...

A moment later, a middle-aged man in his 40s came in from knocking on the door.

"Principal, did you call me up?" the middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

Although the old headmaster is quite kind on weekdays, he hates things like cheating on students' grades and cheating in exams. He took up his current position because he received benefits from students and was stabbed to the end. That's why he took the position Opportunity.

Looking at the old principal in front of him, especially the report card in front of him, the middle-aged man felt a little nervous: Could it be some guy who was caught by the principal again?

"This student..." Pointing to Ding Qiang's name, the old headmaster said, "Is the grade okay?"

"His grades?" The middle-aged man trembled in his heart, and hurriedly came over to take a look. After remembering the student number, he said, "Principal, please wait a moment. I'll go check out his papers right now."

"Well, hurry up!" The old headmaster nodded.

No wonder he was surprised, it was really Ding Qiang's achievement... too exaggerated.

College knowledge is a bit simple, not as difficult as high school, but no matter how simple it is, you need to study to master it. If you don’t study all day long, you sleep in class and play games after class to pick up girls.

And according to his understanding, Ding Qiang took less than ten classes in the whole semester...

What is this concept?What that means is that this guy took a whole semester, just a few classes in the first week, and then skipped all the rest of the class.

Such a guy can get an average score of 90?

If there is no problem, it will be called a ghost...

……

About three or ten minutes later, the middle-aged man rushed in panting with seven or eight papers in his hands.

"How is it?" The old headmaster immediately stood up and asked.

"Principal, there is indeed something wrong with this student's grades." The middle-aged man took a few breaths and said.

"Really?" The old headmaster's glasses lit up, and he sat down on the back chair with relief all over his body: "I knew there must be something wrong with this kid."

However, the middle-aged man's next sentence almost didn't make the old headmaster sit down on the ground.

"In one course, his roll paper was too sloppy, and 5 points were deducted for the roll paper, otherwise it would be higher."

"What?" The old headmaster's glasses barely fell off: "Show me..."

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man hastily spread the roll of paper in his hand on the table...

"Five points will be deducted for rolling noodles, which is a bit inappropriate." Putting on his reading glasses, the old principal muttered to himself.

Nowadays, most students don't like to study, and they advocate the spirit of sixty years old, as if they will suffer a huge loss if they only need one more point in the test. The above has rarely appeared.

However, the next moment, looking at the black curly face and the ghostly characters on it, even the old headmaster who was mentally prepared couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

how to say?

No matter how scribbled the words written by normal people are, each word can be regarded as a whole, but all the horizontal and vertical strokes are not so powerful and charming.

But Ding Qiang's is different. How to describe the words he wrote?Just... just... as if there is a spirituality...

That's right, the middle-aged man slapped his head and confirmed that this word is very appropriate.

The words written by Ding Qiang are very spiritual!
It's just that, unlike other people's entire article, every word has spirituality, the so-called spirituality in the words written by him has penetrated into every stroke and every painting.

In his pen, each stroke seems to have its own life, twists and turns, criss-crossing, and interlacing, each one is like a giant dragon imprisoned for thousands of years, wanting to break away from the restrictions of fonts, Like a new life, it stretches out in all directions with its teeth and claws...

"Only five points were deducted..." The old headmaster couldn't help waving the paper in his hand and said, "If I approve it, he must be deducted fifty points..."

(End of this chapter)