"Damn, it's a good thing, pie in the sky. Brother Ye, hurry up and agree. Follow the top student study group, and each of them will help you a little bit, which is enough for you to be admitted to the undergraduate program. Su Meng urged.

He was originally worried that he could be admitted to the undergraduate, but Ye Tian could only be admitted to the junior college, he wanted to study in the same university as Ye Tian, and he wanted to lower his identity, and it would be too embarrassing to study in a junior college.

If there is a Xueba study group to help, he believes that Ye Tian's grades will definitely be improved, because this is a god-like group, and a little thing between his teeth will be scored.

"I still think it's a bit hasty, Zhehan, big guy, I have a proposal. A top student suddenly raised his hand. He sat directly across from He Kaiwen, a small man with thick myopic glasses, looking like a junior high school student.

If you underestimate him because of this, it is a big mistake, this scholar's name is Zhao Chengjun, he looks young, but he is actually really young, he should have been in the third year of junior high school, but he skipped a grade to the third year of high school, and the title of "Little Divine Power" has run through his entire study career, until now.

In this mock exam, Zhao Chengjun, a small magic power, ranked 8th in the school, with a score of 144 in the mathematics paper, only one point lower than Su Zhehan.

At this moment, Zhao Chengjun shouted out and said that there was a proposal, and everyone looked at him.

Say. Su Zhehan snorted softly.

"I have a math paper here, which was just used in the mock exam in Huanggang, and he must not have seen it. The paper is a bit difficult, and I can only score 142 points, if he can score 140 points, he will be allowed to enter our study group. What do you think?"

"Cheng Jun's proposal is very good, I agree. But isn't 140 a bit low? You can get 142 points, he has to score at least 145 points. ”

"148 points. ”

"Just got a perfect score, hahaha. ”

"I just don't know if he has the courage to accept the challenge!"

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Su Zhehan groaned and nodded. He thinks that Ye Tian is talented in mathematics, and it is more out of speculation. If Ye Tian's talent can be proved through an exam paper, it would be the best.

"Brother Ye, do you want to give it a try? As long as you can pass the test and enter the Xueba study group, your grades in other subjects will definitely be raised, so that our brothers can go hand in hand and be admitted to the same undergraduate university." ”

Ye Tian snorted coldly, his face showed disdain, "A little fart kid, I'm afraid that his hair hasn't grown, and he wants to test me? What kind of thing is he? What qualifications does he have?"

He dared to scold Zhao Chengjun, and the audience was in an uproar!

"Who are you scolding?" Zhao Chengjun glared angrily, Huo Di stood up, his face changed wildly, and he pointed at Ye Tian's nose and scolded: "What are you? Apologize to me quickly! Otherwise, I won't be done with you today!"

Over there, someone hurriedly pulled Zhao Chengjun back.

Here, Su Meng helped Ye Tian calm his anger.

"Brother, I just introduced it to you, did you forget it so quickly? This is Zhao Chengjun, the skipping king, a little supernatural power, the eighth in the whole grade, and the seeded player of Yancheng Huaqing Second School. Although Zhao Chengjun is not very old, he is so knowledgeable that even the teachers are impressed. Even if we don't respect it, it's good to give people a little face? After all, people are top students. ”

"What about the skipping king, what about the little prodigy, if he wants to test me, he still doesn't qualify. The fact that I can stand here and talk to him is already giving him a lot of face. ”

The audience was in an uproar again!

Su Meng sighed and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, why can't you be soft? In the martial arts world, you are a master, and you are extremely noble, but this is a school, and your set in the martial arts world is not good. Everything here speaks according to the intellect, according to academic performance, not fists and feet. ”

He Kaiwen laughed in his heart, and a couplet label was pasted on Ye Tian's face.

Left cheek: well-developed limbs.

Right cheek: simple-minded.

Brain-wide criticism: jumping beam clown!

"What a big breath, what about me?

Another student stood up, and when he saw this person, Su Meng gasped, Zhu Wentao, he has always been in the top three in his grade, but this time there was a little situation in the mock exam, and he was squeezed out of the next place by He Kaiwen by two points, and only took the fourth place in the grade. But even so, this person is a god-like being.

As far as Su Meng knows, Zhu Wentao's English is short, but he can stand alone in the whole school, even more than Su Zhehan. There is a most talked-about rumor about him, because his grades are so good, he often sleeps in his subjects, and the teacher rarely cares about him, but as long as he opens his eyes and looks up when he sleeps, the teacher knows that he is wrong.

With Zhu Wentao joining, the weight suddenly became much heavier.

But Ye Tian still shook his head, "It's still not enough." ”

Su Meng's head was in a cold sweat, and he was frightened.

The scholars were even more speechless and indignant.

At this moment, a cold light appeared, almost blinding Su Meng's two titanium alloy dog eyes.

I saw that Zhang Siying, the bucktooth girl, suddenly stood up, her mouth opened, the steel braces flashed a cold glow, and she said with disdain: "Oh, is it? Then add me another one, I don't know if the amount is enough?"

Although the little girl's voice is very low, she is full of murderous energy, and she has a domineering spirit that does not let her eyebrows go.

Their study group is originally a team, and it will naturally be unanimous to the outside world.

Anyone can see that the Xueba study group is going to beat Ye Tian's rhythm and sharpen their knives, of course, not by force, but by IQ.

Brushing and brushing, all eyes were fixed on Ye Tian to see how he answered. Even Su Zhehan looked interested.

"So what, it's still not enough!"

Ye Tianyun was light and light, and his words were not shocking.

As soon as he said this, the audience was stunned.

The faces of the members of the Xueba study group suddenly darkened.

Zhao Chengjun, the little prodigy in the 8th grade, Zhu Wentao, the overlord of the 4th grade, and Zhang Siying, the female student bully in the 2nd grade, each have god-like brains, how terrifying is it combined? How powerful?

As the saying goes, the three stinkers have beaten Zhuge Liang, and the three prodigies have not beaten Einstein?

However, such a powerful existence could not be seen in Ye Tian's eyes like a chicken and a dog.

"Boy, you're crazy! You can be crazy, but you have to weigh yourself. ”

"These words came out of the mouth of one of you who failed the college entrance examination, and it was too funny. Are you a monkey to tease? Do you really think you're Einstein?"

"Our dignified study group, each of them has the strength to impact the second school of Yancheng Huaqing, and the top three have the possibility of winning the provincial champion, what do you compare with us? Look down on us, who gives you confidence? Where do you get your pride?"

"Yes, what if you are a math talent? What if you can get a full score in mathematics? The college entrance examination is a comprehensive strength, and you can't be lame in a single subject. The so-called academic tyrant is also seen as comprehensive strength, not because you are good at a certain subject. ”

"Mathematics is biased in high esteem of him, in my opinion, the courage of the tongue is all his ability, in essence, he is a scumbag. ”

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