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"There is such a thing as luck..."

Looking at the sachet in his hand, Chen Yuan was a little hesitant. If he brought such a thing into the examination room, he would be suspected of cheating.

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

"No, you?"

"The long-haired 17-year-old female neighbor next door gave me a good luck charm for the exam and insisted that I take it with me."

"ah?"

"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'm here to reward you! 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 had just shown, there was also a trace of confusion in her eyes.

[Why Chen Yuan, who scored 140 points, was happy while walking]

No, do you need to add this prefix?

Is it because I am so worried about you?

In the next seven days, there will be a small test and a big test in January. What should you do?

"Why are you reading English? Isn't it a math test later?"

Because he had already arrived at the school gate, the examination room cordon of No. 1 Middle School was also raised at this time, and there was no way to go in, so he simply stayed here, like other people from other schools, gathering together by recognizing their school uniforms.

"If you don't really know math, it's useless to read it." Tang Siwen ate his mouthfuls and replied calmly, "And English, once you remember it, it becomes mine."

"really."

That makes sense.

Some people are crammed in advance for the Comprehensive Examination, Chinese Language and English, but they can only memorize some formulas because they are not good at mathematics.

After all, the characteristics of the subject are here.

But now she has to take the competitive exam, or is she going home directly after being eliminated? It's a bit awkward to still memorize English at this time.

Who said there is no great emperor in our 18th class?

"Have you understood the questions the class teacher gave us?" Tang Siwen asked.

[He hasn’t contacted me once after joining QQ, he must have understood 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 if you look at the answers, but I didn't expect to do that. I'm not sure I can do it during the exam." Tang Siwen replied.

After she said this, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a little dizzy.

This is like the conversation between Bai Yin Er and the Grandmaster.

Silver 2nd Rank: They are all dishonest, I am a mess.

Grandmaster level: It’s not a hero I’m good at, so I’m worried about losing.

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

Xia Xinyu knew that she was strong, out of politeness and to encourage the other person, so she would lower her posture and appear as humble as possible.

Tang Siwen was different. She knew she was strong, but she still wanted to be stronger.

So even though she never got top marks in exams, after all, she got better than her last time, so she could keep her apprentice's heart and sincerely ask for advice.

To be honest, Xinyu's character is better.

This Tang Siwen feels a bit like a demon and is 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]

[Therefore, this bun will eventually reach my stomach]

"good."

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

The intelligent expression was completely replaced by confusion.

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

Tang Siwen, I really don’t want you to be such a bitch.

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

"..."

Tang Siwen thought about the other party being polite, just like rejecting 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.

Bah.

He devoured this little barbecued pork bun in one bite.

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

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

"...downstairs of my house."

Who knows which restaurant is downstairs from your home?

Also, is the impact of eating your buns so strong?

The confinement time is as long as 2.5 seconds.

At this moment, the bell suddenly rang at the school gate. Then, the loudspeaker played an announcement for candidates from each school to enter the venue in an orderly manner.

"We are not in the same examination room, so I'll leave first." Feeling that the situation was a bit beyond control, Chen Yuan said hello and left quickly.

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

Do you eat steamed buns?

No thanks.

Um.

Chirp (the sound effect of swallowing a bun).

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.

There is no point in thinking about this kind of thing now. Regarding that barbecued pork bun, Tang Siwen only felt slightly uncomfortable. It was not for any other reason, but...

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

But now, I always feel like I'm just a little bit behind.

…………

Xia Haiyi Zong.

The number one high school in Natsumi City is also the number one in Haidong Province.

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

The oneness of each sect is the first oneness.

The Four Sects are equivalent to the Iron Legion that has emerged in recent years. Several principals have used iron-blooded tactics, abnormal high pressure, and almost militarized management to push the Four Sects to new heights, among which Zhang Jianjun is particularly outstanding.

The Rocket Class dines first, and the Ace Class strictly prohibits any related students. 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, each Ji Da Huaqing had more people than four sects, but the four sects produced two top picks.

The two schools are competing with each other.

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

When Xia Xinyu was taking a shower here, the narrator described that Xia Xinyu was wearing a white school uniform with pink trim.

You might think this is just for girls’ school uniforms.

No.

Ordinary students of the four sects, of course, even if ordinary people were placed in the eleventh sect, they would be second only to the direct disciples (class one) of the eleventh sect.

Their school uniforms are white with gray trim.

The pink edge is a unique symbol of Xia Xinyu, a student in the Rocket Class.

There are four such monsters.

At this time, they were chatting happily around a boy who was sitting on the seat drinking water.

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

But what is unique is that the lines on the edge of his school uniform are not pink.

Of course, he is not the gray of a normal student.

But golden.

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

Damn, the feeling 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 Xin Bao before entering the Four Sects was more innocent and kind?

"What shift are you in?"

While Chen Yuan was sitting quietly observing other schools, a girl with short and medium hair wearing a red and white school uniform came over and asked with a smile.

She looks like a very energetic and cheerful girl.

"Class 18." Chen Yuan answered.

"Chen Yuan from Class 18..." Hearing this, the other party was a little surprised. After looking at his exam number, he also introduced himself: "My name is Qiu Meng, from Class 3."

There are three classes, a strong class with an average score of about 600.

And to stand out from this kind of class, you must be a strong person of the same level.

However, for now, he is still planning to copy the ninjutsu of the man from Class 1 of Fourth 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. 4 Middle School and us." Qiu Meng told Chen Yuan.

"Ang, almost."

Although he is not worthy to be proud of the Fourth Middle Master, Qiu Meng is right.

The 11th Middle School is on the fringes of the top 20 prestigious schools in the province. Here, except for the 4th Middle School, which has an extra level, the 11th Middle School is really stronger than the 11th Middle School.

But the 11th Middle School is not currently the second largest. It’s just that the 11th Middle School has slightly more students, with three students.

There is one from the No. 2 Middle School and one from the Experimental Foreign Languages ​​School. They are stronger and ranked among the top ten in the province.

The remaining ones are not as good as the ordinary provincial experiments in No. 11 Middle School. They are not affiliated with prestigious schools, and the sense of oppression is not too strong.

"It's a bit strange. Why haven't I seen the students from No. 1 Middle School? They take the competition very seriously."

Facing Qiu Meng's question, Chen Yuan guessed: "No. 1 Middle School also lives on campus, and the competition is held in their school. Maybe we can get together later..."

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

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

The No. 4 middle school students who were chatting also stopped briefly and looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Four students, three boys and one girl, wearing dark green 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 colors and styles of the school uniforms, the momentum of these four people invisibly covered their faces, like the Four Heavenly Kings with magic gifts...