In the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, there is still half an hour before the end of the evening self-study.

Gu Yuanliang's face was excited, and he said in a low voice: "Han Dong, I just went to the toilet, and I heard students in other classes mention your name...... You're really famous. It is estimated that Gao Yang will not dare to trouble you again. ”

"Hey. ”

Han Dong glanced at Gu Yuanliang and shook his head.

For a gangster like Gao Yang, he really didn't want to deal with it, and he didn't bother to provoke it. But if it's like a martial arts theory class, Gao Yang takes the initiative to provoke him, it's a different matter.

Let's be honest.

Referring to his high school experience in his previous life, Han Dong was extremely disgusted with these so-called gangsters. If you don't want to study, just be quiet, and the teachers won't discipline you harshly.

But the problem is that these people just want to prove themselves.

For example, intimidation, mossing after school, filming videos of kneeling and begging for mercy...... These bad incidents happen from time to time.

"Still. ”

"Although I hit him twice on the head, it was still strong, and it only caused a few abrasions. Even if it is stabbed to the age director, it is not a serious brawl. Besides, Gao Yang attaches the most importance to face, and it is impossible to take the initiative to find a teacher. ”

Han Dong had no pity in his heart, only indifference.

Compassion, kindness, and generosity towards some people are noble virtues and basic morals that must be upheld.

But for some people, generosity is the same as pedantic, mildness, etc., as if stupidity!

"That's right. Han Dong frowned and looked at Gu Yuanliang: "I heard that the third test will be next week?"

"Yes. ”

Gu Yuan nodded and said: "This third test is unified with other high schools in Suhe City, and it is said that it has to rank the overall high school students in Suhe City...... Of the top 100 high school liberal arts students in Suhe, our school must account for at least half. ”

"Li Ziwei in our class is estimated to be able to enter the top 100 in Suhe City. ”

"That's right, Han Dong...... Have you turned into a martial arts student? What did Jiang Gang say?"

Gu Yuanliang chattered.

On the one hand, he was quite unfamiliar with Han Dong. But on the other hand, he was also curious in his heart, wanting to find out why Han Dong was suddenly so violent, as if he was a genuine martial arts student.

Han Dong avoided talking about the topic of martial arts students, and instead chuckled: "You don't have to worry about the next exam, you are definitely not the first-to-last." ”

Kindness?

Next time you take the exam?

Gu Yuanliang blinked suspiciously, analyzing Han Dong's preface and afterwords, and couldn't help muttering: "Han Dong, do you want to give me an assist? No, no, my dad said, it doesn't matter how bad the test is, at most it will break my legs." If I dare to plagiarize, it will kill me. ”

"We'll find out later. ”

Han Dong smiled incomprehensibly.

First from the bottom?

This position definitely belongs to him, Han Dong! No one can shake it!

Notice.

A person who has graduated from high school for more than four years and returns to the junior year of high school will not be able to remember those oceans of knowledge at all! If he is allowed to return to the ocean of knowledge, there is only one possibility.

Drown!

In the crazy senior year of high school, normal people can only experience it once, and then if they want to have the spiritual intensity to face the ocean of learning in the third year of high school, they must at least start brewing again from the second year of high school in order to accept and bear the learning intensity of the third year of high school.

Moreover, his current focus in life is martial arts, not learning.

"Tomorrow I will participate in the martial arts practice, and I don't know what the effect of that gong will be...... Pile work can intensify the flow of qi and blood, and increase the strength of qi day by day. Han Dong said silently: "The pile skills taught in each high school are all different, so the average grade of martial arts students is also uneven. ”

"Keshi Experimental High School is definitely the high school with the highest average grade of martial arts students in Suhe City!"

Han Dong was secretly looking forward to it.

The martial arts taught by them in high school must be relatively good, and they may be able to practice all the way to the level of martial arts above the third grade.

Crash.

Whoa.

Han Dong tidied up the table, and suddenly saw the corner of a test paper peeking out from under the table...... He curiously pulled it out, pondered it for a while, and then realized that this was the political test paper of the last exam.

"My test papers?"

This test paper is full of dense black handwriting, which is obviously an extremely serious answer sheet. At the top of the test paper, there is a red handwriting with a mark: 79.

For the subject of politics, a score of 79 is already very good.

"This is my former exam paper?"

Han Dong stared at his political test paper, quite unfamiliar, without the slightest sense of familiarity, only feeling that these black handwritings ...... It's ugly!

And the black handwriting that filled the entire test paper also made Han Dong a little shocked.

Obvious.

This is when I worked hard to list all possible answers in order to get as close to the knowledge points as possible and not be too troublesome.

Anyway, if you answer too much, you won't deduct points, so just write more!

This line of scribbled black handwriting, all points!

For high school juniors...... What is a point?

"I was also diligent enough back then, and in order to get two or three more points, I wrote the whole test paper and almost squeezed out of the answer box. ”

Han Dong's eyes were full of remembrance, picked up this political test paper, and secretly smacked his tongue: "It's a pity that time has passed, and now look at this test paper...... I can't even understand what I wrote!"

This time, Han Dong is also more clear about his plan.

It is impossible to take the college entrance examination normally.

It is difficult for a normal person who has been reborn to the third year of high school to master the massive knowledge points of the college entrance examination in just over 90 days. Unless a high-IQ genius with excellent wisdom may be able to sprint for the college entrance examination again.

For now, there is only one way.

Practicing martial arts and being admitted to the university with the grade of martial arts! Moreover, practicing martial arts will help Han Dong find help...... So his short-term focus is to practice martial arts.

Click.

Han Dong pulled out the cap of the black carbon pen, thought secretly, and gradually clarified his current thoughts and goals.

Suddenly—squeak.

The classroom door was pushed open, and a man in a cotton suit with a slightly cloudy face looked around the classroom, causing some whispering students to cry out and be afraid.

This is the director of the third year of high school, Jiang Gang!

All the classmates in the class had basically heard of Jiang Gang's stern prestige, and they were awe-inspiring...... Because the head of the grade, Jiang Gang, is really majestic, and many students are afraid of Jiang Gang.

......

"Head of Grade, why did he come to our class?"

Li Ziwei, who was studying by herself, flashed a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes, and then continued to think about math problems, not distracted from observing Jiang Gang's intentions at all.

......

"Jiang Gang!"

"Oh my God, who in our class provoked him?"

Some of the students looked at each other and had no intention of studying on their own.

......

After a while, when Jiang Gang's eyes scanned the classroom and fell on Han Dong's face, it was immediately like the sun dissipating the dark clouds, and the sky was clear.

He smiled softly: "Classmate Han Dong, please come out." ”

Gu Yuanliang's mouth is open...... He swore that he had been in high school for three years, and he had never seen a grade director with such a gentle demeanor, and he was also the grade director Jiang Gang who was in charge of the third year of high school!

What's the situation?

The world is crazy!

Gu Yuanliang swallowed his saliva and silently watched Han Dong leave the classroom.

The other classmates were basically the same as Gu Yuanliang, surprised, and only felt that they had never really known this Han Dong classmate.

......

Outside the hallway.

Jiang Gang patted Han Dong on the shoulder and said, "Classmate Han Dong, your information has been entered into the school's system, and half a month before the college entrance examination, the school will issue you an admission ticket for the martial arts test." ”

Han Dong hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Director Jiang." ”

He really didn't expect it...... Jiang Gang's work efficiency is actually so fast! The evening self-study is not over yet, and it seems that he has wrongly blamed this Director Jiang Gang before.

"Well, this is your martial arts student certificate, and it is only for the inside of the school. Jiang Gang handed over a piece of brown paper, on which was written a brief information about Han Dong and the school's seal.

Han Dong took the kraft paper and looked at it.

I saw that on this brown paper, his name, student number, class information, and red seal were written...... It is the martial arts student proof.

Jiang Gang said with a smile: "This certificate can be used to leave school early, participate in martial arts practice, and ask the instructor for leave. Normally, it should be made of plastic framing, but it's a little too late, and I think that since you want to become a martial arts student, you must be in a hurry. ”

"Well...... You can use this temporary certificate first, and then come to me if you have any questions. ”

Let's talk about it.

Jiang Gang patted Han Dong on the shoulder, said to study hard, and then returned to his office along the corridor, leaving Han Dong with an empathetic back.

"This Jiang Gang is really a good person. ”

Han Dong couldn't help but shake his head.

Perhaps he and his classmates were all wrong to blame Director Jiang. Looking at this efficiency, in order not to delay his time, Director Jiang also deliberately made a temporary certificate.

Jingle bells.

The bell for the end of school suddenly rang out in the corridor, which also interrupted Han Dong's thoughts.

"School is out. Han Dong smiled on his face, looked at the martial arts student certificate on his palm, gently put it in the pocket of his school uniform, and returned to the classroom, ready to stay on duty.

Han Dong, who returned from rebirth, finally turned into a martial arts student.