Corpse Retriever

During dinner yesterday, Tan Wenbin said that there would be a lucky draw at Shigang Town Square on weekends.

Nowadays, the lottery industry has only been established and issued in mainland China for a few years, but the trend of lucky draw has already become popular, and the form of development is also very friendly to the people.

A large venue, with salesmen wearing uniforms on both sides of the road, people are bustling in it, you can buy one by one or in boxes, and then scratch and redeem the prize on the spot after buying.

The first prize is usually a car, which will be placed in the most conspicuous position at a high place.

Li Zhuiyuan feels that he is like holding a lottery ticket before going to bed every night, and it is time to redeem the prize when he wakes up.

And every time there is a good guarantee, and there are often surprises.

For example, this morning, when he woke up, he saw Ah Li wearing a horse skirt with dark gold patterns, and matched with a white top, which looked both cool and exquisite.

Perhaps she noticed her preference, and she has worn horse skirts more frequently recently.

This was the result of Liu Yumei's earnest persuasion: "Oh, my granddaughter, no matter how much he likes you, you can't wear the same style every day, it's easy to get tired of it."

There was another big table in the room, on which were pens, paper and various paints.

These were all brought directly from Liu Yumei.

From paper to pens, they were not ordinary items, and even the paints were made according to ancient methods. Liu Yumei was not particular about food, but the ordinary things she used in life were all rare items, and even cultural relics.

Of course, she herself might not think this was extravagant, because she had lived this kind of life since she was a child.

Just like the gift she gave earlier was either a jade ring or earrings, and the money she used to buy gifts was calculated by stacks, which was really not showing off her wealth.

The difference between showing off wealth and being generous is that she really intends to give.

At this time, A Li was painting.

She no longer had to get up early and sit in the house waiting for the boy to wake up.

Li Zhuiyuan sat up and stretched gently.

The girl looked over with a pen in hand, slightly tilting her head.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled, got out of bed and washed up. When he was walking back with the washbasin after washing up, Liu Yumei waved her hand from below.

"Grandma Liu."

"Come, take down your paintings for grandma to appreciate."

"Okay, grandma."

Liu Yumei sat down with a smile. The "Liu's Qi-Watching Secret" would have to wait until A Li's illness was completely cured and she could take this brat as a registered disciple of the Liu family before she could teach him.

But the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting were not a problem, they could be taught.

No, this kid didn't need to be taught by me to play chess, he was better than me.

Li Zhuiyuan came down with two paintings and spread them on the tea table.

One was the one he had just finished, and the other was the one A Li painted.

The scenes in the paintings were all taken in the early morning on the second-floor terrace, overlooking the countryside. It was this scene that prompted Li Zhuiyuan to want to learn painting.

Liu Yumei glanced at it, then frowned slightly and said:

"If it were an ordinary teacher, I would give you a genius evaluation because you paint very well."

"Grandma, please teach me."

"But the problem lies here. You can hardly see any difference in technique from A-Li, but you are too free and too deliberate in your control.

It looks good at first glance, but when you look closely, it is full of craftsmanship."

"Grandma is right, this is indeed my problem."

Although the two paintings depict the same scene, and A-Li's style is more gloomy and my style is more sunny, but A-Li's painting seems to be moving, while my painting is still dead even if it creates dynamics.

"In the art of calligraphy and painting, many people spend their whole lives studying techniques, but the real masters have to come up with new tricks to be interesting. In layman's terms, they have to incorporate emotions."

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes darkened.

"You are still young, and it is already amazing that you can paint like this. There is no need to force yourself to be sad about writing new words."

"Thank you for your teaching."

"It's not teaching. Because it's you, I said it more seriously. In fact, I was just nitpicking."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and nodded, and put the painting away.

Auntie Liu came out at the right time and shouted, "It's time for breakfast!"

Sat down, and tried to peel a salted duck egg for A Li, but the girl got there first.

When he wanted to get the second one, the girl took it away again.

After a while, the girl peeled a duck egg and put it in front of him.

My eyes are better, but there are some habits that the girl is unwilling to change back.

Li Zhuiyuan ate while thinking about what Liu Yumei said. After learning for a month, his painting level is actually enough to win awards in competitions. After all, he is still in the junior group.

But in front of the real masters, his paintings are more craftsmanlike than those old painters who specialize in copying paintings.

If he continued to work hard on his painting, his future goal would probably be to become a famous forgery master in China.

But how can he integrate his emotions?

Perhaps it was a question of scenery; then why not just change the subject of the painting?

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Ah Li, who was carefully picking out duck eggs with chopsticks, and an idea came to his mind.

"Ahhh..."

Tan Wenbin yawned loudly and long.

His father agreed that he could continue to live here, and also agreed that he could go to school with Xiaoyuan instead of going to morning and evening self-study, but he actually didn't feel that relaxed.

No matter how much he did, he couldn't be as fast as Xiaoyuan in giving him questions, and he could feel that Xiaoyuan was making more and more progress in giving him questions.

At first, he gave himself a lot of difficult questions, but now he began to pay attention to the combination of difficult and easy questions. He could see that some questions were deliberately given by Xiaoyuan so that he could rack his brains to figure them out step by step to get happiness.

Although he saw it, he was really happy. He felt like a little loach, being kneaded at will in Xiaoyuan's hands, and he was quite happy.

The only regret was that it was very quiet in the past month, and there were no deaths.

He asked Runsheng, was it like this before?

Runsheng replied, "Before you came, I was wondering why there were so many deaths in the village. After you came, it became normal."

This made Tan Wenbin feel very guilty for a while, thinking that it was his appearance that destroyed the feng shui.

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not find it boring. His main focus now was on learning painting and studying "The Right Way to Subdue Demons". By the way, he studied the hangings left by the dwarf father and son.

The boy felt that he was living a fulfilling life now, and it was better for the frequency of death to be moderate. Otherwise, he couldn't stand the fact that the Bai family's mother would peel fish in the fish pond today and tomorrow.

Li Sanjiang was very quiet today, drinking porridge silently.

After breakfast, Runsheng pushed out the tricycle.

There were two small stools on the car, both wrapped in cloth.

Tan Wenbin pushed out his bicycle.

Going home from school that time was simply torture for him. He felt that he should not be in the car but under the car.

"Grandpa." Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to get on the car, but walked towards Li Sanjiang, showing some shyness and expectation.

Most children have this expression at this stage, especially when facing the elders of the next generation.

"Haha, I understand."

Li Sanjiang took out money from his pocket. It was not much money, at least much less than when he used to give money to his great-grandson, but as daily pocket money, it was what most rural children and even city children envied.

Li Sanjiang has always been willing to spend money, and he is even more willing to spend money on Xiaoyuanhou.

"Hehe."

Li Zhuiyuan accepted today's pocket money.

He rejected Li Sanjiang's proposal to give him a month's pocket money at a time, because he would take a little every day, so that the grandfather could be happier every day.

He could also have more opportunities to try to get happy emotions.

He got on the car with A Li, and the tricycle drove down the dam.

The girl insisted on picking up and dropping off the boy to and from school every morning and evening.

Li Zhuiyuan also paid special attention and found that Liu Yumei did not let Aunt Liu follow, and Uncle Qin, who had left long ago, was not seen in the dark.

She really let her granddaughter go out like this, and she also knew what would be good for her granddaughter in the future.

However, with Runsheng's protection, A Li would not be in any danger.

No, even without Runsheng's protection, it seems that A Li would not be in any danger. Runsheng might be more likely to protect those who try to get close to A Li from real danger.

The school gate of the university and middle school is always the busiest in the morning, noon and evening, and the shops along the school gate also open early.

Sometimes Li Zhuiyuan would buy some steamed dumplings and hot dumplings and share them with A-li.

Mainly to try something new, after all, they had breakfast at home.

Or buy some small accessories for A-li to help her fill her collection box.

Liu Yumei told Li Zhuiyuan that A-li would squat in front of the collection box every night before going to bed and carefully sort out the collections one by one.

Unfortunately, A-li can't go to school.

Now she has no aversion to family members, such as Taiye, Tan Wenbin, and Runsheng, and she won't react when they get close to her. She can even restrain herself from Li Weihan, Cui Guiying, Cuicui, Pan Zi, Lei Zi and others who often come to her home.

But if she really goes to school and sits in the classroom with a large group of students, she can't accept it.

Most importantly, A-li is not interested in school life, and she doesn't yearn for friends and companions. The traditional perspective of a savior is so redundant for her.

In fact, she may not have any thoughts about this world. What she likes is just this "new world" that the boy has exposed her to.

After waving goodbye to Runsheng A'li, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin followed the crowd of junior high school students and walked into the school gate.

High school students have an earlier morning self-study, so except for those who live very close to home, most high school students, especially senior high school students, will choose to live on campus.

Tan Wenbin used to live on campus, but later he had a fight with someone in the dormitory, so he lived at home.

Walking into the high school teaching building, everyone was in the second class of morning self-study. Except for the teacher's lecture, it seemed very quiet.

Tan Wenbin carried his schoolbag on his shoulder and shook his bangs while walking. He enjoyed this unique feeling and felt that he was very stylish.

Even if he met other teachers or deans on the road, he was not afraid at all, after all, they were all very gentle and polite to their boss.

In addition, they would nod to him.

In fact, only Tan Yunlong and his wife still had the idea that their son could get some of the immortal spirit of Wenquxing;

For the school leaders and teachers, it was a good deal to sacrifice Tan Wenbin to ensure a provincial champion.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the door of the classroom, and English teacher Su was explaining the cloze test.

Teacher Su smiled and waved at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan also responded with a basic shy smile.

There was no need to shout "report" to disturb the classmates, and walked directly into the classroom. Tan Wenbin sat in first, and Li Zhuiyuan sat down later.

Pulling out "The Right Way to Subdue Demons" from the drawer, Li Zhuiyuan began to read it.

In the English environment, this kind of "classical work" is even more fragrant.

But after sitting here for a month, he really doesn't like this seat in the first row at the door.

Because every time his classmates pass by here, they will deliberately slow down to look at him, even if he has been very careful not to make friends with them.

Students from other classes seem to regard passing by here as a landmark for taking a walk during class breaks, even though Class 13 of Senior 3 is in the middle and is not a must-go route to the toilet.

The teachers are even more exaggerated. They would rather take a detour to walk through here before get out of class, and then stop by the window or the door, giving a loving and caring smile, as if they have to water the orchids they planted several times a day.

Because of himself, the frequency of the dean and the principal coming here has increased sharply. They don't need to distinguish between classes during class breaks, so the students in the class now dare not read martial arts novels or whisper in class.

The horror that would occasionally appear outside the window when he looked up has now become a bleak life.

Li Zhuiyuan really likes the last row of this column, which is close to the door and has a large space. The trash can is not here, but behind the row on the inside.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, sitting here and watching the world is a standard position of a hidden dragon in the abyss.

The second is the position on both sides of the teacher's desk, the left and right protectors.

In the past, Tan Wenbin was the right protector.

But the right protector has his back against the classroom door, which is not good, and he is easily frightened and faints.

The best is the left protector, whose front is blocked by the desk, and he is in line with the emperor's will and the people's hearts, hiding in the city.

Or because there are too many people, more than 70 students in a class. When I went to school, there were not so many people, and they would be readjusted every semester. Some students couldn't keep up, and some students were sick.

The morning self-study bell rang, and the English class ended.

Here, high school has four classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon.

But the morning self-study can be divided into two classes of half an hour each, one class of one hour in the afternoon, and four classes of one hour each in the evening.

On the timetable, self-study classes are marked with subjects, and the school requires teachers to be present as regular classes.

Such a dense schedule shocked Li Zhuiyuan. If they had followed this schedule before, whether he and his classmates could bear it or not, the professors would definitely be exhausted.

During the break, the students began to quickly pack up their stationery.

Li Zhuiyuan asked curiously, "Brother Binbin, what's wrong?"

"Today is the monthly exam, don't you know?" Tan Wenbin was also packing up his stationery, but after taking a look at the cover book in Li Zhuiyuan's hand, he paused and said, "It's normal that you don't know."

One month after the start of school, the monthly exam was tested.

In order to prevent cheating, the third year of high school and the second year of high school were mixed for the exam, and students sat in other classes according to their exam numbers.

In fact, it is meaningless to cheat in the third year of high school. It is purely self-deception, but reality is often against human nature, because there are really many third-year high school students who are willing to cheat to get the third mock exam.

At this time, the head teacher Sun Qing came in and asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you want to take the monthly exam or come to my office to sit down?"

"Take the exam, but can you give me all the papers for the first exam?"

"Okay, no problem, I'll get it for you."

Li Zhuiyuan knew what the school wanted him to do. He had to take this large-scale exam to make it convenient for others and himself.

One was to ensure that the teachers would still be as warm as the wind when he continued to not attend classes and do homework, and the other was to help Brother Binbin feel the pulse so that it would be easier to give him questions.

He really didn't know how to teach people to learn, so he was learning.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and went to the wall in front to look at his exam number.

"Brother, come back, your exam number is in the same place."

"Oh."

Li Zhuiyuan sat back.

Tan Wenbin went to the first row on the left.

Before, Tan Wenbin had only read a sentence in a magazine, unless you are handsome enough, you can't experience how active girls will be.

Now he really wants to add one more thing: So as long as your grades are good enough, the school can be free of any reservations.

The first exam was mathematics, and the invigilator was Mr. Yan, the mathematics teacher of the class.

After the papers were handed out, Mr. Yan put the papers of other subjects on Li Zhuiyuan's desk, patted Li Zhuiyuan's shoulder gently, and smiled:

"You can do mathematics, and you can choose other subjects."

"Yes."

Then Mr. Yan put his teacup on the boy's desk: "New cup, newly brewed tea."

"Thank you, teacher."

The high school boy who was assigned to this examination room next to him looked at this scene with horror.

When waiting for the exam, watching the little boy next door "swish swish" start to write the answers, his mentality began to explode.

No, even if the answers are in front of you, you can't copy them as fast as you, right?

Li Zhuiyuan quickly finished the math paper, picked up the physics paper and started writing.

Mr. Yan walked down, picked up the math paper, took out a red pen, and started to correct it directly.

He was very satisfied. He felt that the boy was not proud and complacent because of his good grades, and he was still humble and pursuing progress.

Look, this time the big questions did not use the solution beyond the syllabus, and a big "solution" was written in front of each answer question.

When he finished the Chinese language, Li Zhuiyuan paused.

Because the theme of the composition title was: maternal love.

But it was just a pause. Li Zhuiyuan wrote another maternal love composition in standard form. Li Lan in it was so kind and great that she was a good role model for himself.

The only thing he couldn't do was the English listening test, so he didn't do it.

Li Zhuiyuan checked the names of the test papers, stood up, and handed all the papers to Teacher Yan.

"Do your hands feel sore?"

"A little bit."

"Tell you not to write so much." Teacher Yan blame, "Go to my office to rest and sleep?"

"I'll go to the principal's office."

"Yes, where is quiet, remember to come to the small classroom to talk about the question at noon."

"Okay, Teacher Yan."

Li Zhanyuan stood on the podium and looked down at Tan Wenbin sitting below. He had already answered questions, and he had been writing. He paused less and did not bite his nails.

Back to the desk and picked up a book, Li Zhanyuan walked out of the examination room and went straight to the principal's office.

When he came to the door, he heard a lot of sounds inside, and he wanted to leave to find other offices.

But in the voice, he heard Li Sanjiang, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying.

He knew why the grandfather and grandparents came, because he said that he was in the third year of high school, and Tan Wenbin also testified, and even Lei Zi Pan Ziyingzi also testified.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

But for the old people, it is still too difficult to understand, so I organized the team. Today I went to school to see it.

After coming in, I was invited by President Wu to the office.

No wonder Tai Ye was so quiet when he had breakfast today.

An instinct, let Li Zhanyuan want to turn around, because he knows what he will happen after pushing the door, the joy and relief of the old people, and the praise and encouragement of President Wu.

He is eager to avoid this established process.

But at this time, the footsteps of Li Lan appeared on the phone at this time, and he and her were different after all.

This condition instinct is not difficult to overcome.

Li Zhanyuan pushed open the door of the principal's room. The grandfather and grandparents sitting in it stood up and looked at the child.

President Wu said a lot of encouragement, Li Zhanyuan lowered his head for half, just right and shy.

After confirming the incident, Taiye left quickly. Li Zhanyuan came to the aisle and watched the three old men who were walking to the school gate below.

Tai Ye took his waist and walked out of the drama.

Li Weihan carried a smoke bag behind him, always calm and honest, and his shoulders shaking.

Cui Guiying held his handkerchief and wiped his tears with a smile.

Fortunately, Li Zhanyuan was very fortunate that he had just chose to turn around and leave.

Thinking of the composition he just wrote, he realized that he used to imitate Li Lan a mistake before, and he should take her as a negative textbook to avoid it early.

If you can realize this earlier, your condition will not develop so seriously when he is so small.

"Xiao Yuan, your grandparents, they actually don't believe you are in high school, huh."

Wu Xinhan pulled the boy into the office again. He gave his desk to the boy to read a book, and took out drinks and chocolate from the drawer.

He knew that the boy took the monthly test, which was very good, and regularly gave everyone a reassurance pill.

At the same time, he also knew that the boy was a teaching assistant in the Olympics class.

Li Zhanyuan picked up Wei Zhengdao and looked at it.

The principal sat opposite, looked at the document, and went out to order a cigarette when he wanted to smoke, and returned after smoking.

After the end of the exam in the second morning, Li Zhanyuan rejected the invitation of the principal to go to the cafeteria to eat a small stove.

When I walked to the school gate, when Tan Wenbin, Tan Wenbin still took Zheng Haiyang.

Although the people usually eat a lot outside, they are not stir -fried. Basically, noodle eggs are mainly fried rice. Of course, this is only available to children with dual -employee families at the moment.

Most of the schools are mainly children of rural families. Many people do not even go to the cafeteria and return to the dormitory to eat dry food brought by their homes.

The salted sauce is also brought by myself. Many times, they will divide the skills of eating each other's mother.

Tan Wenbin was very rich. Since Li Zhanyuan, his parents have increased their money to him a lot, and Zheng Haiyang is more richer, otherwise those mixed will not extort him.

These days, when the seafarers' salary is high, there are many external water income. According to pocket money, Tan Wenbin can only be regarded as a poor household in front of Zheng Haiyang.

Tan Wenbin ordered five bowls of noodles. He ate a bowl alone and had two bowls in his head.

Zheng Haiyang first bought three bottles of soda, and asked three poached eggs, three lion heads and three chicken legs.

He was happy to follow them. Last time Runsheng played too miserable to the group. No one dared to come to him during this time, especially Li Zhanyuan's status in school now. No one in the school dare not open his eyes. Scratch him.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Bin, I have a dream yesterday."

Zheng Haiyang also learned that Tan Wenbin called Xiao Yuan "brother".

"What dream?" Tan Wenbin asked his chicken leg with a big mouth.

"I dreamed that my dad took me to find treasure, this dream is real."

"Isn't your dad at sea?"

"Well, there are several sedimentary ships on the bottom of the sea, there are many gold and silver jewelry on the bottom of the sea."

"Oh, how much did you get?"

"I didn't get much, just ready to get it, I woke up when I dream."

"What dreams? At least get gold and silver jewelry, after getting on the shore, find me in the dream, so chic."

"Hey." Zheng Haiyang scratched his head.

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhanyuan again: "Xiao Yuan, can this dream be solved?"

Li Zhanyuan shook his head and drank his soup: "I will not interpret dreams."

"Oh, so, this dream is too flowers, your kid, you want to get rich and crazy, the conditions at home are so good, why do you want money so much?"

"Maybe I was scared of being blackmailed by them before, and I will be beaten if I can't pay."

Li Zhuiyuan continued to eat noodles with his head down. In fact, he knew how to interpret dreams. Compared with fortune-telling, interpreting dreams can only be regarded as a basic and low-end job.

Because most of the "dreams at night after thinking about them during the day" can be interpreted accordingly.

Except for a very small number of them, they are really felt in the heart.

The most typical one is the dream of pregnancy, which may not be dreamed by the pregnant woman herself, but by the relatives of the pregnant woman.

Another one is that when a relative passes away, someone will indeed dream about him that night without knowing it.

Shipwreck, seabed, gold and silver, father takes you to find treasure and dies in vain...

Career, risk, farewell... These elements are all there.

In ancient times, communication and roads were not developed. Children who were separated from each other suddenly had such a dream and asked someone to interpret it. They either returned home immediately or prepared to look at the dream from afar in mourning.

Many stories recorded by literati have similar plots. They attach great importance to this because it involves official career and mourning.

However, this kind of thing is not certain. Li Zhuiyuan has always restrained himself from telling fortunes to people, so he naturally won't expand on this topic.

Zheng Haiyang suddenly said faintly: "Brother Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?"

He is introverted, but introverts are often thoughtful. The previous words are actually a kind of foreshadowing.

Li Zhuiyuan asked in confusion: "What?"

"I asked my neighbors' grandparents, and they meant that this dream is not auspicious, and asked me to dream something good."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and said firmly: "Feudal superstition is a lie."

"Puff..."

The noodles in Tan Wenbin's mouth sprayed out directly, and two more came out of his nostrils.

He immediately lowered his head and took the paper to wipe it. If I hadn't seen you arrange Feng Shui to kill the dwarf father and son, I would really believe it.

"Haha." Zheng Haiyang smiled again and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan, how did you do in the exam this morning?"

Tan Wenbin replied, "Except for English, I should have done well in all the other exams."

"Ah, did you take the English exam this morning?"

"He finished all the exams when we took the math exam. By the way, why didn't you ask me how I did?"

"How did you do in the exam, Brother Bin?"

"I don't know. In my previous exams, it knew me for many questions, but I didn't know it. Now, it feels quite familiar, like an old friend visiting."

"Is it good or bad?"

"I don't know. I'm afraid it's too familiar with me."

"Ah?"

"Wait until the specific scores come out. I don't know if I did it right, but I did it all. I also wrote the last big questions in math and physics."

"Brother Bin, this is not Chinese. You won't get any points even if you write all the questions."

"Go away, do you still need to teach me?"

After lunch, the three returned to school. There were three more exams in the afternoon, and the noon self-study class was as usual.

Li Zhuiyuan did not return to the classroom, but went to a small classroom that was not open on weekdays.

There were already more than a dozen people sitting inside, including senior high school students, who were selected by the mathematics group teachers to prepare for the city's Olympic competition.

The Mathematical Olympiad is in full swing in mainland China now. If you can get a good ranking in this kind of competition, it will have a huge advantage for further study.

Li Zhuiyuan was originally invited by Teacher Yan to join the study and competition, but after a few days, he was invited by several mathematics teachers to set questions.

Because the competition questions are difficult and more flexible, when Li Zhuiyuan first joined the group, he often saw teachers and students thinking hard together.

He soon realized that he was a full man who did not know the hunger of the hungry man. His learning conditions were actually very good, but that was limited to big cities. Looking across the country, the marketization of teaching and competition materials has actually just started. Many schools are still begging to go to other universities and middle schools to copy their mock papers for their students to do.

The blackboard showed the questions Li Zhuiyuan wrote yesterday. Half of the questions had been ticked. Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chalk and began to write the solution process under the unticked questions.

Then, the students and teachers below all showed a look of sudden realization, and kept saying:

"Oh~ So that's how it is."

Li Zhuiyuan also felt very relaxed. Teaching them was much easier than teaching Binbin. He didn't need to make the steps very detailed, nor did he need to consider the combination of difficulty and ease to protect their learning enthusiasm.

Even if there were students who didn't understand after reading the process, they would ask people around them. If they still didn't understand, it didn't matter. They would be eliminated and go back to the classroom to study well.

After erasing the questions, Li Zhuiyuan continued to ask questions.

The teachers and students below began to copy. Unless before the competition, at other times, everyone either had teaching tasks or learning tasks, and it was impossible to stay here all day.

Outside, Principal Wu brought a few vice principals and directors to the door of the small classroom to visit the class quietly.

Seeing that little figure had to stand on a bench and write questions on the blackboard, everyone's face showed the joy of digging oil from their own land.

"I think our school should be able to pass several of the city's competition this time."

"I think at least one of them will definitely pass..."

"Do you still think that this one who will definitely pass will most likely win first place in the city?"

Nantong is a major educational city, with six counties and one city under its jurisdiction, and there are famous middle schools that are worth showing off.

And our middle school, even in our county, is not in the first echelon, which means it is a hellish start.

Wu Xinhan touched his chin, feeling very relieved, and it was worth it for him to be a driver to invite people to enroll.

Every time I met in the past, I watched them pretending to be humble yin and yang. He Wu Xinhan, but I didn't know how many weird drafts had been played. It seems that this time it was also his turn to perform.

At this time, a director next to him seemed to be happy and said in a faint saying, "Is this an immigration of the college entrance examination?"

Several colleagues next to him immediately looked at him with incredible eyes.

Wu Xinhan was laughed at, and directly previewed the strange yin and yang in advance: "Who deliberately immigrated from Jingli to Jiangsu to take the college entrance examination?"

After pause, he continued: "You are smart, don't you sell coal from the Northeast to Shanxi?"

The director hurriedly raised his hand and explained: "I mean this happiness."

After taking the Olympics, Li Zhanyuan returned to the principal's office.

Seeing that the principal was taking the curtain with the two sports teachers, there was a spring bed behind the curtain.

"Xiaoyuan, you will rest here in the future. The desks in the classroom are too hard."

After the exam after the afternoon, there was a period of time from school, Li Zhanyuan returned to the classroom.

In the class, after a whole day of exams, everyone seemed dead.

Even Tan Wenbin held his head now.

However, there are exams at night. In order to compress the time, all the exams will be completed today.

This also means that Tan Wenbin can't get out of school with him tonight.

"Brother Binbin, don't you go back to your own home tonight?"

"No, I will go to Zhuang Zhuang after I finish learning at night."

"oh."

"I wait for the monthly test results and go back." Tan Wenbin raised his neck, opened the book, and started to carry the conceptual point.

After watching for a while, he lay down again, rubbing his stomach, he should be hungry, and his brain stopped working.

Li Zhanyuan took out chocolate from his pocket and handed him to him.

"Huh?" Tan Wenbin immediately took it over and peeled and put it in his mouth. "Where did you come?"

"In the principal's room, hehe."

"Don't say, it's really delicious, it is indeed the principal's opening."

Speaking, Tan Wenbin raised his arm to shoot, threw chocolate to Zheng Haiyang, just hitting Zheng Haiyang's head, starting Zheng Haiyang, and when he saw that it was chocolate and laughed.

The female squad leader heard the movement, raised her head, and stared at him.

Tan Wenbin didn't stare at all.

Joke, if even the squad leader is afraid, how can there be any right care method?

However, after glaring, Tan Wenbin made another parabolic.

With "Ding Dong", chocolate accurately fell on the squad leader's desk this time.

The squad leader's face became red.

The classmates around the squad leader all issued them together: "Yoh ~"

However, the parties Tan Wenbin had nothing to do. After losing, they lowered their heads and asked Li Chaoyuan: "Xiao Yuan, isn't you in a hurry to die recently?"

"No."

"Aren't you liked to kill the most?"

"Well, there is no way to encounter."

"Don't go out to find? You get out of school every day, and you can't come to school to see you in school. It is dead and not a leader."

"There was a problem with my eyes last time."

"Uh, isn't this good?"

"Let the grandfather worry."

"Oh, I know." Tan Wenbin nodded, "Indeed, let's talk about a fate."

"Dingling Bell !!!"

After school bells sounded.

The students forcibly supported them and walked out of the classroom to find food everywhere. Because they knew that there were still a few exams at night, everyone seemed to be dead, like a group of deaths.

"Brother Binbin, borrow a few books and papers, I will take it back."

"Is this to help me put it for the table to pray for the monthly test results?"

"A Li needs."

"Okay, I'll give it to you, let me mention it, anyway, I have to go to the school gate to eat, just to mention Runsheng. Ocean, ocean, what else do you sit there, eat!"

Everyone in the class left, and Zheng Haiyang left was still lying on the desk.

Tan Wenbin walked over, patted his back, and asked, "Oh, the body is uncomfortable, isn't it good just now?"

Who knows, this shot, actually shot the sound of "唧 唧 唧".

Zheng Haiyang was also stimulating. He originally set up on the desk and sat up and sat up, his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, and water was exuding.

At its feet, a pool of wet has been gathered, and it continues to spread rapidly.

He looked pale and dull. The next moment, like a drowning person raised his neck,

Start shouting:

"There is a Wang Ba, buried under the sea; who dares to pull, die his family!"