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"I think the school will give it to us. After all, we can't train all the time in the military camp. We still need to leave time for study."

"........."

Everyone was chattering, but no one took out a copy for Zhou Chen.

Finally, Xinyi took out a book that looked a bit thick from under the sheets. "I do have a book here. My father gave it to me, but it's a version from more than ten years ago. Do you need it?"

"Of course."

Zhou Chen immediately jumped down from the upper bunk and walked to Xinyi to take the book.

This medical book looks a bit old. Its thickness and color show that it has obviously been read many times.

"Zhou Chen, please don't break it. This was passed down to me by my father, and I will pass it down to my son in the future."

Zhou Chen looked at him and said, "Just because you lent me this book, I will definitely save your life in the future so that you can give birth to a son as you wish."

"Go to hell. You make me feel like I'm about to die." Xinyi cursed angrily.

Zhou Chen smiled but didn't say anything. Of course he knew that Xinyi would die of illness in the future, and would die of cancer before graduation.

Cancer is difficult to cure, but if it is discovered in the early stages, it can still be contained. Besides, there are still more than seven years before that time, so he has plenty of time.

When Zhou Chen was about to go back to his bed to read, Huangqi, who was lying by the window, suddenly called out, "Hey, everyone, come over and take a look."

"What are you looking at?"

Huangqi swallowed his saliva and said, "Whatever you want, we have it. It's so rich."

Upon hearing this, the animals could no longer bear it and immediately rushed to the window as fast as they could. Since there was no place to stand, they climbed onto the table to look out.

"Wow!"

There was a sudden cry of surprise, and everyone widened their eyes and looked towards the building opposite.

Although Zhou Chen had seen a lot of women, he was also somewhat interested in these characters, so he walked to the window and squeezed out a favorable viewing position with his tyrannical and unreasonable strength.

"Fuck, Zhou Chen, why are you so strong?"

Wang Hong, who was pushed away, asked Zhou Chen very depressedly.

"Eat more, exercise more, and more importantly, have a golden finger."

"Golden Finger, what is that? A golden finger?"

For people of this era, the term "golden finger" is still too advanced.

Zhou Chen didn't explain, but just followed everyone's gaze and looked towards the group of girls downstairs.

"It's a feast for the eyes. When they were wearing the military training uniforms just now, I couldn't tell much. Now I see that each of them has its own merits and characteristics. None of them are ugly."

"That's right. After a few decades, even a 200-pound fat person can become a beautiful woman."

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Zhou Chen, who has even experienced the era of beauty PS, understands this truth better than anyone else.

"Zhou Chen, can you please stop being such a downer? If a 200-pound fat girl can turn into a beautiful woman, I'll take your surname."

The bespectacled Du Zhong swore a solemn oath.

"I don't have a son as old as you." Zhou Chen teased.

"Don't talk, don't talk, don't delay me from seeing my goddess."

Xinyi yelled at everyone loudly, her eyes fixed on the big tree in front of the girls' dormitory.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 281 Military training begins, write a poem

"Goddess? Xinyi, who is your goddess?"

Huangqi asked Xinyi curiously, everyone has their own standards, but being called a goddess still makes people curious.

Qiu Shui sneered, "Who else could it be? It's the woman standing under the tree reading a book, the famous female academic master in No. 4 Middle School. It's said that she can recite the Records of the Grand Historian by heart and can compose articles at will. Her surname is Yang, her name is Yue, and her courtesy name is Yao Dao."

"So amazing, there are words?"

All the students who heard about it for the first time were shocked.

Xinyi said proudly: "Of course she is amazing, she is my goddess."

Gu Ming suddenly shouted, "Look, a denim skirt."

Everyone looked in the direction of Gu Ming's finger, and saw Xiao Hong, wearing a white shirt and a denim skirt, jumping out of the girls' dormitory building.

Under the sunlight, Xiao Hong looked particularly fair, especially her exposed legs, which were pure white and flawless, giving people a lot of imagination.

"She is so beautiful, I like her." Gu Ming was obsessed again.

Du Zhong swallowed and said, "I like her too." He was completely attracted by that pair of white legs.

Others were also staring at her with envy, mainly because Xiao Hong's outfit was too contrasting and seductive compared to the other girls' outfits.

Qiu Shui rolled his eyes and glanced at the group of people behind him with disdain. He admitted that Xiao Hong was good, but when he thought of the situation on the playground before, he felt a little unhappy.

Gu Ming shouted at everyone, "She is mine. No one is allowed to snatch her from me. If anyone does, I will turn against him."

"No one is competing with you, Xiaobai."

"Girls are more attractive in their own clothes than in military training uniforms. It's a pity that I probably won't see such a scene many times in this year."

"Why are you so sentimental? It's only been a year. I am full of hope for the future."

Amid the boys' discussions, the girls below, led by Zhao Yingnan, had already formed a line and started moving forward.

When the girls saw the boys on the second floor looking at them, they also looked towards the boys' dormitory curiously.

Just such a simple look can determine many things in the future and the future of many people.

Houpu woke up from his stupor and realized that as the squad leader, he must play a positive leading role, so he shouted quickly.

"Alright, alright, stop looking and go get your house ready."

Some people listened to him and left, but some people still stayed in front of the window and refused to leave. Houpu could only reach out and pull them away, forcing them to leave.

Zhou Chen was already sitting on the stool, opening the medical book and reading it carefully.

Houpu pulled Qiushui hard, causing him to fall to the ground. Qiushui was so angry that he stood up and went to settle the score with him. A group of people surrounded Houpu.

Although Houpu was the squad leader, he was under tremendous psychological pressure when facing the angry Qiu Shui and the people who surrounded him, and he retreated in fear.

"Zhou Chen, save me, save me."

Zhou Chen glanced at them indifferently and didn't care at all. He and Houpu were from the same province, but they were not familiar with each other. Moreover, Houpu was sometimes too nosy and took it as a token of authority. It would be a good thing for Qiu Shui and the others to teach him a lesson.

After all, we are all classmates, and no one wants to be bullied by other classmates, let alone being just a class monitor.

"How about it, Zhou Chen, do you understand?"

Xinyi sat next to Zhou Chen, looked at Zhou Chen who was reading seriously, and asked.

Zhou Chen said: "I know all the characters, but when they are connected together, I can only understand one tenth or one twelve of them."

"That's right."

Xin Yi had a look on her face that said, "I'm telling you, medical books are definitely one of the most difficult books in the world to understand, especially the entry level ones. My parents are doctors, and I've lived with them for more than ten years, but I can't say that I've mastered medical skills. You've never had much contact with medicine before, so how can you possibly understand it?"

"If you can really understand it by reading books, why would you need Renhe Medical College?"

Zhou Chen nodded. What Xinyi said was indeed the truth. Medicine was indeed profound. For someone like him who had never come into contact with medicine except when he was sick, it would be impossible to study medicine without someone to guide him.

This has nothing to do with how smart he is or how hard he works.

Qiu Shui said, "Xinyi, don't worry about him. He is just pretending to be serious and reading medical books. I want to see what he can see."

Zhou Chen: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

"Yo?"

Qiu Shui rolled his eyes, crossed his legs, and said leisurely, "We seem to have hundreds of medical books at home, from entry-level to advanced. I'll have to ask my mom to send some over next time."

After saying this, he glanced at Zhou Chen with his eyes, his meaning was very clear.

Zhou Chen rolled his eyes. How could he be threatened by Qiu Shui?

"I wrote a few modern poems some time ago, but I don't know which newspaper or magazine to publish them in. Alas, my writing is too good, there is nothing I can do."

When Qiu Shui heard Zhou Chen say that he had written a few modern poems, he was full of disbelief, but he still stood up and quickly rushed to Zhou Chen.

"Zhou Chen, you are really good at writing poetry? What did you write? Read it out loud so that we can appreciate it."

Zhou Chen looked at him sideways, "Then, medical books?"

Qiu Shui's face changed. He failed to threaten and was threatened instead. He looked at Zhou Chen's confident look and felt itchy in his heart.

"Medical books are fine, but if you're talking nonsense, or talking about poems written by our ancestors, I don't agree with you."

"I guarantee it's something that has never appeared in this world before. It's my 'original creation'."

Zhou Chen doesn't have much knowledge of modern poetry, but he does know a little. It's only 92, so it may not be possible to make money with poetry, but it's okay to pretend to be cool.

"Tell me about it." Qiu Shui looked at Zhou Chen expectantly.

At this time, other students who heard the noise also quickly gathered around.

"Zhou Chen, can you write poetry?"

"You're not going to write a limerick?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm looking forward to it for some reason."

Hou Pu rolled his glasses and said seriously, "I also wrote poems when I was in high school. Zhou Chen, recite your poem and let me see how it compares to mine."

"Hey, squad leader, you can write poetry? Why don't you read your poem out loud and let everyone comment on it?"

Xinyi looked unconvinced. Zhou Chen's expression made it difficult for him to tell whether it was true or false. But looking at Houpu's expression, he didn't think Houpu could really write any good poems.

Hou Pu waved his hand and said, "No, let's listen to Zhou Chen's poem first. I can't steal the show."

"hehe."

Everyone immediately responded with a sneer.

Although they had only known Houpu for less than a day, Houpu's attitude of taking advantage of others' power made many of his classmates dissatisfied with him.

"listen."

Zhou Chen cleared his throat and began to recite.

"........."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 282 Excited Qiu Shui

This is a modern poem of dozens of words. Zhou Chen had seen this poem when he was in high school in the previous world. It is considered a well-circulated modern poem.

When Zhou Chen finished reading, Qiu Shui and the others looked at him in surprise.

"Fuck, are you serious?" Xinyi yelled in surprise.

Originally, he thought Zhou Chen would just recite a random poem, but he didn't expect Zhou Chen to recite such an excellent modern poem. The most important thing was that he had never heard of it.

"I haven't read this poem, have you?" Huang Qi asked others.

Qiu Shui answered with certainty: "Don't ask, I can guarantee that this is definitely not an existing modern poem."

Although he is a mediocre person, he still has some basic knowledge. He cannot create his own poems, but he has read a lot of poems and has some ability to distinguish them.

"Awesome, Zhou Chen, you have this ability."

No matter in which era, a person who can write good poetry will be looked at differently.

Although the saying that a scholar is good for nothing has some truth to it, it still cannot stop people from valuing scholars.

Xinyi smiled and asked Houpu: "Class leader, Zhou Chen's poem has been written. You should also recite your poem and let us all evaluate and see whose poem is better and more outstanding."

"Cough cough."

Houpu coughed twice, laughed and said, "Let's tidy up our rooms, everyone, hurry up and tidy up your rooms." After that, he quickly ran back to his bed.

"Look at how cowardly he is." Xinyi snorted disdainfully.

Qiu Shui looked at Zhou Chen with a little excitement. He considered himself a man of letters and poetry, so when he saw Zhou Chen could write such a good poem, he felt that he had found a soulmate.