Lei Feng System

Time passed in a hurry, and it was June 6th in a blink of an eye, and the college entrance examination officially came.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaoyu, I'm not afraid if I don't perform well, just go to the best university, isn't it, Lao Lei," Guo Yinghe touched the young man's head affectionately and turned to look at Lei Xingbang.

"Even if Xiaoyu plays abnormally, it is the material of Kaohua University and Emperor University." Lei Xingbang was quite confident in the young man's abilities.

"Hold this. If you feel uncomfortable, apply a little on the temple." The old man Lei stuffed a bottle of secret wind oil into the boy's schoolbag.

"You've all told me this morning, and the more you say it, the more nervous he gets. Okay, let's go." Lei Xu urged funnyly, and the Thunder outside the door had already sounded the horn.

[Ding~200 points of positive energy are collected,]

[Come on, host, azaazafighting,] 9527 waved the colored ball on his hand.

A warmth spread throughout his body, Han Zhuoyu picked up Lei Chen, who was full of milk foam, and climbed into the car with a relaxed mood.

"Don't be nervous, I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself." Lei Ting leaned forward to fasten the seat belt for the boy and kissed his forehead hard.

"Brother Xiaoyu, come on!" Lei Chen was tied to the back seat by the seat belt, and could only shake a small fist.

[Ding~ 200 points of positive energy have been collected! 】

[With so much positive energy, I'm sorry if you don't take the first place in the country, the host! ] 9527 Use the radical method.

‘Well, I must take the first place! The handsome and unparalleled young man squinted at the burning sun ahead and smiled slightly.

The atmosphere in the examination room was quite depressing. The candidates straightened their backs, stared wide-eyed, and showed tightness. After the ringing of the bell, they showed their faces as if they were enemies.

After getting the test paper, Han Zhuoyu quickly scanned the test questions and filled in the correct answers in an orderly manner when the bell rang the second time.

[Dididi...] There was a rapid call for help in his mind, which made him a little distracted.

[Host, sorry, I forgot to block the signal! Turn it off! ] 9527 in a hurry.

Han Zhuoyu looked towards the source of the signal subconsciously and found that Wang Wenxuan, who was sitting at his right rear, was sweating profusely, shaking a ballpoint pen in his hand, as if there was no ink.

Wang Wenxuan took out all the pens in the pencil case for a test. None of them worked, and the pencil cores were all broken, and the sharpened pen scraps piled up on the table.

"Damn, that **** must have changed my pen! Wait for me when I go back!" The young man showed a bitter look on his face. Except for his half-brother, he couldn't think of anyone who could do this without knowing it. You probably heard the words from your father, "If you fail the college entrance examination, you will be sent abroad", right? Forcing yourself to calm down, don't be dazzled by anger and fulfilling someone's wish, Wang Wenxuan raised his hand to ask the teacher for help.

"Which classmate has extra pens?" The invigilator straightened up and looked around.

The classroom was too quiet, and no one responded for a long time.

Wang Wenxuan's heart slowly sank, and his pale face shook his head and sneered--that's right, so many people crowded the single-plank bridge, who cares who lives and lives? Although they are still half-year-old children, they are no less indifferent than ordinary adults.

"Teacher, I have." Han Zhuoyu raised his hand, holding a pencil and a ballpoint pen between his slender fingertips.

Wang Wenxuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the expressionless teenager in surprise. In such a difficult moment, he did not expect that the person who stood up to save himself would be him! It was unexpected, but it was also reasonable. He always knew that the heart of young people was different from theirs, thorough, simple and clean. That's why he makes things difficult everywhere, which is jealous of the pure beauty that he can't have.

"Thank you for this classmate." The invigilator took the pen and handed it to Wang Wenxuan, telling him not to be disturbed by this episode.

"Thank you teacher," Wang Wenxuan thanked softly, looked at the boy after a moment of silence, and nodded slightly in greeting. If he didn't pass the exam, he could imagine his mother's disappointed expression, his father's furious reprimand, and the so-called brother's overt concern and secret schadenfreude. He took down this favor.

[Ding~ Received 50 points of appreciation from Wang Wenxuan! 】

[Unexpectedly, this child can still be grateful, and it is not bad to his bones! ] 9527 exclaimed.

‘Teenage, how bad can it be? Han Zhuoyu spoke lightly, and finally turned his attention back to the examination paper.

The next few exams went very smoothly. Walking out of the exam room, everyone did not feel the slightest ease. Instead, they hung their hearts and waited for the list to be released 20 days later.

Han Zhuoyu is not at all disturbed by the dignified atmosphere around him. He should eat, sleep, play games if he wants to play games, and bring children if he wants to. 9527 knew the host's performance well, and generously formulated a vacation plan for him, and booked air tickets for the brothers Shi Lei and Shi Xin, and invited them to travel to the imperial capital.

Twenty days later, the results were announced, and the words "Han Zhuoyu" became popular all over the country again.

He scored 742 for language 142, English 150, mathematics 150, and science comprehensive 300, with a total score of 750. If you add various bonus points, he will almost break through the 800 mark. This is going against the rhythm! Many candidates at the same time expressed that they couldn't bear to look straight, and they would burst blood vessels when they saw this score.

Immediately afterwards, the junior college entrance examination essay was published, the only one in the country with a full score, and the title is "No rules can't make a circle." The young man took a different approach. Instead of starting from the argumentative essay, he wrote a textual text in classical Chinese, which demonstrated in detail the application of ‘rules’ and ‘rules’ in ancient times, with rigorous logic, clear coherence, and fluent writing. Many famous archaeologists posted comments on the Internet, and praised them. Knowing that the teenager grew up abroad, they expressed their admiration for his profound knowledge of Chinese learning.

On the day of filling in his volunteers, Mr. Lei got up very early and took his two children to the playground for morning exercises.

"Morning exercises are fake. It's true to take Xiaoyu to show off. The Qiu family's children are in the same class as Xiaoyu. They said they could get the national champion in science, but their total score was more than 30 points less than Xiaoyu. Grandpa won't let it go. This opportunity to taunt the Qiu family." Lei Xu shook his head and laughed while picking up the morning paper. The news of the college entrance examination has been posted above, and the red headline is quite eye-catching-the national good son Han Zhuoyu scored the highest score in history. According to expert prediction, no one can surpass it in the first 50 years and the next 50 years.

"Oh, many old friends recently went out and asked me how Xiaoyu studied, what I eat and drink. I said it's nothing special, they don't believe it, it's a headache!" Guo Yinghe pretended to rub his temples, how to hide the smug smile on the corners of his mouth. Can't hide it.

"Fortunately, our family lives in a military area, and the control is strict, otherwise you will have a headache when you meet a reporter." Lei's father gave his wife a funny look.

As he was talking, the voice of Mr. Lei talking with people came from outside, with a loud voice, "Yes, yes, this is my great-grandson Han Zhuoyu! This year's college entrance examination champion, hahahaha..."

Then came the admiration of a group of old men and women. The child looks good, has a good temperament, a good character, and a good grade... Except for the lack of words, there is nothing wrong with it! Of course, even the lack of words is a rare good quality in the eyes of old people! Practical talents!

"Grandpa, Xiaoyu has to fill in his volunteers today, and he is almost late." Lei Ting walked out of the door and rescued the slightly helpless teenager from the crowd.

"Okay, okay, I'll be back soon. I heard that several famous foreign schools have also sent admission notices? You must choose carefully!" Old man Lei's voice became louder, causing a group of morning exercises to jealous. .

"I see. Xiaochen will trouble you to help take it for a day today." Lei Ting laughed helplessly. The Lei family’s children are outstanding, but for some reason, their academic performance is terrible. Grandpa has been suffocated for decades, and this time he finally exhales.

"Go, I'll take him to the shooting range, I said it last night." Old man Lei waved his hand.

After finally pulling Lei Chen off his legs, the two hurriedly boarded the car. A silent driver, a silent playing with the seat belt, and a few minutes later, he said at the same time, "Do you want to go abroad? (I don't want to go abroad!

As soon as the voice fell, the two of them were stunned at the same time, and then smiled comprehensibly.

"Okay, don't go abroad." Thunder's struggling heart finally calmed down. The boy is not an ex-wife, and he is not contaminated with the restlessness and ambition of the world. For him, only staying by his side is the safest and most comfortable. He wholeheartedly trusts that he is attached to himself, and this feeling is not mixed with the slightest trace of impurities.

Forcefully suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Lei Ting lovingly rubbed the back of the boy's neck. Being able to meet a teenager was the greatest fortune in his life.

Han Zhuoyu tilted his head, and the little pear vortex on his cheek was looming. He was reluctant to leave Uncle Lei and Xiaochen.

The floors in the third grade are very lively. Many parents accompany their children. A classroom can't be crowded, and the aisles and stairwells are full of people. The school had to borrow classrooms from other grades.

"Oh, Han Zhuoyu is here!" Seeing the two people slowly going upstairs, I don't know who shouted. All eyes are on the teenager.

Han Zhuoyu hung his head quickly and shrank behind Lei Ting.

The head teacher heard the voice and hurriedly greeted him, and his mouth was almost split with a smile. Not only was the national champion in science, but he also got the highest score in history, which is too shameful for the school! This year’s bonus has to be doubled again!

"Han Zhuoyu, Lieutenant General Lei, please come in soon." She let the two of them into the classroom, and she took out a form to explain in detail. Han Zhuoyu grabbed Thunder's sleeves and buried his head low. He couldn't get used to the much-anticipated life, but a sad cry for help caught his attention, and he had to look around.

The voice came from a corner of the classroom. A white-looking boy was staring at the volunteer list in his hand in a daze, with no expression on his wooden face.

The classmates around him frequently cast sympathetic glances at him, and whispered, "Have you heard? Wenjun fainted for half an hour while studying for the reasoning test. As a result, the paper was not finished, and he might not even be able to write two books. "

"It's really unlucky. His grades are very good. If you play the Emperor Kaohua normally, there is no problem."

"I heard that his parents worked in T City and spent a lot of money to send him to the Imperial Capital. This time they took a two-month leave to accompany the exam. Now that the results have come out, they are not even willing to apply for their volunteers. Tsk tut~"

Xixi Suosuo's remarks permeated Wen Jun's mind verbatim. The call for help in his heart gradually distorted into a sharp and crazy neigh, almost piercing Han Zhuoyu's eardrum. Fortunately, 9527 blocked the signal in time to prevent the host from being stunned on the spot.

[His situation is very dangerous, please keep the host highly vigilant! 】

When the sharp tingling sensation subsided, Han Zhuoyu discovered that Wen Jun had disappeared, and quickly searched for it under the prompt of 9527. Lei Ting was discussing with the teacher which school had the best medical school. When the teenager left, he didn't care. He only thought that he would come back soon after going to the bathroom. It took half an hour for him to feel that something was wrong.

At the same time, there was an exclamation outside the door, "Oh my God, someone wants to commit suicide by jumping off the building!"