Lunchtime.

Han Dong gulped down white rice, occasionally sandwiching some slices of meat, his head still dazed.

In the three exams of the college entrance examination, I handed in the papers in advance, and only answered the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, even if the teacher who marked the paper had a problem with his eyes, the total score was difficult to exceed 200.

But now.

Where did so many scores come from? Could it be that something went wrong with the college entrance examination system?

Han Dong ate absentmindedly.

But Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu had mixed feelings, overjoyed and inexplicably mixed with emotion, happy.

"My son is really good. ”

"The three grades of martial arts are just that, and the results of the college entrance examination have not been delayed, which is amazing. Han Wenzhi gave a thumbs up and said, "When the admission notice arrives next month, our family will also hold a vigorous college banquet." ”

Chen Shu showed a look of approval, but said in her mouth: "You know how to show off." ”

Han Wenzhi pursed his lips and said leisurely: "Others want to show off, but they don't have a chance yet, they just want to show off well." ”

Han Dong watched from the sidelines, and sometimes responded to two sentences.

......

After lunch, Han Dong returned to his bedroom.

"No, I can't. ”

"This thing is strange, it's better to ask the master. ”

Han Dong pondered for a while, took out his mobile phone, and sent two WeChat messages to Shizun Ning Moli to refinely describe the situation.

After a while.

Ning Moli replied: "Oh, the grade that the teacher changed for you." ”

Han Dong's head was stunned, and he hurriedly asked: "Can the college entrance examination results be changed??

unimaginable.

If Ning Moli had the ability to revise the results of the Huaguo College Entrance Examination, it would be too terrible.

Airplanes.

The mobile phone trembled, and Ning Moli sent a voice.

The old man's voice revealed indifference: "The high school examination papers of martial arts students will be handed over to the city for review and scores." Fools, don't do those showy childish behaviors, don't be grandstanding. ”

The corners of Han Dong's eyes twitched, frowning, and he knew it in his heart.

The master is admonishing himself to be cautious...... In just three months, it is already a shocking thing for me to reach the second grade of martial arts from an ordinary person, and I should make sure that there are no strange special circumstances on my resume.

Otherwise, it will arouse the covetousness of advanced martial arts practitioners, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"But I also want to answer the questionnaire. Han Dong wanted to cry without tears: "If I don't have rebirth, even if I practice martial arts day and night, I can get a good score." ”

"Forget it. ”

"Master has already helped me deal with it, and the result is always good. ”

Thinking about it.

Han Dong threw away his mobile phone, took out the booklet that recorded the torrential rain, and observed it carefully.

This technique, which Ning Moli is known as the most rudimentary Violent Rainfall Technique, has four pages. With Han Dong's current grade, he could only watch the practice diagram on the first page.

He moved his fists and kicks, warming up step by step, but he was secretly thinking about it in his heart.

"My second-grade grade, unlike other martial arts practitioners, has an upper limit of the peak, and I must rely on a massive gray and white airflow to break through the first-grade. ”

"Wait until the volunteer is completed, and find a reason to go out. ”

"Well...... The streets and alleys of Suhe City are almost all over. Then the next city is better to be closer, not out of the province. ”

Han Dong secretly pondered, considering short-term planning.

The assistance of gray and white airflow is very important and indispensable, and it is the greatest advantage of the road of martial arts.

At this time - snap.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

A small head with left and right ponytails, slightly crooked, staring at himself with big eyes, looking pitifully at himself, is his sister Xiaoqian.

Han Dong's face darkened, and he tried his best to maintain a smile: "Xiaoqian, go to the living room by yourself." ”

"No!"

"My brother plays with Xiaoqian. ”

With the help of swaying left and right, Han Qian pounced on her brother Han Dong.

......

Time is like a stream, passing gradually.

It has been two days since the results of the college entrance examination were announced.

The scorching sun scorched the earth.

The air seemed to be twisting and steaming.

However, the senior high school teaching building of Suhe Senior Experimental High School is back and forth, and the students who have taken the college entrance examination are going back and forth in the corridor, and sometimes there are teachers in a hurry.

It's like a wet market.

But actually, today is the day of the exam. Although the results of the college entrance examination have been announced, there is still one last process left - filling in the volunteers.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt, and his face did not change even though the weather was hot, and he slowly walked into the senior high school teaching building.

His face was thoughtful and calm.

This is in stark contrast to the noisy situation in the corridors.

Suddenly.

"Haha, you're chasing me, come on. A boy with glasses was smiling and his face was flushed, running and playing in the corridor, looking back from time to time, and running against the wall, and without noticing, he actually crashed into Han Dong.

Kindness?

Han Dong's eyes flashed.

Although his grade has not been improved, these days, after experiencing the whipping and destruction of Master Ning Moli, who is like a storm, he has been reborn.

Click.

Han Dong's right arm trembled, both slapped and grabbed on the white paint wall, and rose into the air with the power of adhesion, flipped in a circle in the air, as if flying above the head of the boy with glasses, and then his body fell, and he sorted out his backpack twice and returned to his normal walking state.

It's like a swallow crossing the lake, without ripples or dust.

This stress ability is actually a bit like a conditioned reflex.

"No matter how strong the strength is, it is brute force. ”

"Only when combined with skill can it be called force. ”

Han Dong secretly bowed his head and walked into the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, but his arrival failed to attract the attention of any classmates, and the students were discussing matters related to the college entrance examination volunteers.

......

"How did you do in the exam? How many points did you have, you should have put too much weight on your own line, right?"

"Barely more than ten points, I estimate that I can impact the heavy capital, I plan to fill in the partial disciplines of Suhe University, obey the adjustment, and hope to be admitted to Suhe University. ”

......

"The college entrance examination is too intense, and the scores are too low. The night before the college entrance examination, I could barely sleep, and my head was dizzy in the examination room. ”

"So what should I do, you could have been admitted to the heavy book. ”

"Well, my mom said let me repeat it. ”

......

The third row against the wall.

Han Dong sat quietly in his seat, looking at the phone screen without distraction.

Since he came up with the speculation that "gray air currents may affect his mood", as long as he has free time, Han Dong basically takes out his mobile phone and reads some books on spiritual cultivation.

lest they be affected by the gray air currents again.

Suddenly, a slender jade pointed at Han Dong's shoulder: "Hey, the front table...... How much did you score in the college entrance examination? ”

Han Dong turned his head and saw that it was Feng Yanqi.

"Hee-hee. Feng Yanqi pulled his bangs twice, revealing a small forehead, and said with a straight face: "I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious to ask." Anyway, you were admitted to Jiangnan University. ”

She sat at Han Dong's back table, and she was one of Han Dong's few friends.

With Han Dong's learning state these days, it can't be described as unintentional learning at all, it's miserable, if there is no Chinese composition, it is very possible to score a double-digit total score in the college entrance examination.

"Tell me, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. ”

Feng Yanqi continued to urge, thinking that Han Dong's college entrance examination score was too low.

Han Dong sighed, his face was strange, and he couldn't bear it: "You think too much." Actually, I'm worried that it will hit you too hard. ”

Feng Yanqi was surprised: "Blow?"

Han Dong nodded, with compassion on his face: "You really want to know?"

Feng Yanqi pushed down his black-framed glasses, thought about it, and said, "Of course I want to know." ”

"Alas. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips and sighed: "I didn't do well in the college entrance examination this time, and my results were very poor, probably just one point higher than you." ”

When he heard the last sentence, Feng Yanqi showed sympathy.

And in the second half of the sentence, Feng Yanqi's eyes were wide, and he couldn't help but pat the table and stand up: "What? Your total score in the college entrance examination is one point higher than mine?

"Huh?"

Her tablemate Xu Churan was wiping her nails, her delicate face trembled, and she secretly whispered, not believing it at all.

All the classmates around who heard the conversation also stared at Han Dong incredulously, hard to believe that there was such a monster in the world?

Han Dong shook his head, his face was full of heaviness and regret: "I didn't do well in the exam, I didn't do well in the exam." ”

Feng Yanqi stretched out his palm: "Admission ticket number!"

Han Dong's face was complicated, he took out the crumpled admission ticket and handed it to Feng Yanqi: "I really did badly in the exam, can you bear to hurt my soul twice." ”

“......”

Feng Yanqi didn't pay attention to Han Dong at all, went straight to the website, checked Han Dong's results, and then looked like a solidified sculpture.

Sanpin martial arts students, that's it.

With such a high score in the college entrance examination, is there any reason to speak of? Is there still fairness to follow?

......

Outside the hallway.

The head teacher, Li Ming, was wearing glasses, and Lao Huai patted Han Dong on the shoulder with relief: "The teacher really blames you." In addition to practicing martial arts, you can still insist on studying hard, and the teacher is proud of you. You are the martial arts student with the highest score in the college entrance examination among the martial arts students in our school. ”

Han Dong said politely: "No, no, I didn't do well in the exam." ”

“......”

Li Ming helped his eyes, as a teacher, he was speechless.

However, Han Dong, who enjoyed a good student's daily quotations, was so happy. Whenever he said the humble word that he didn't do well in the test, it was like a mental crit, and the other party didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Comfortable.

Pleasant for body and mind.

Han Dong sat in his seat, looking at the noisy classroom, and his mood gradually rippled after he returned to calm.

I don't belong here after all.

Strictly speaking, in the martial arts theory class three months ago, he was already destined that his path was not here, nor in Jiangnan Academy, but in the mysterious martial arts world.

"Alas. ”

Han Dong looked at the empty seat on the right.

At this moment, in the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, some people are happy and happy, some people are gloomy and sad, and some people are confused and at a loss. But in any case, this senior year of high school has finally come to an end.

Whew.

The scorching sun scorched the earth and blew the sweltering heat into the classroom.

Phew.

Han Dong didn't do much emotion, borrowed a 2B pencil from Feng Yanqi, scribbled the form to fill in the volunteer twice, and handed it to the head teacher Li Ming.

He had just returned to his seat.

Feng Yanqi, who had returned to his normal mood, pulled Han Dong's short sleeves and said, "Let's have dinner the day after tomorrow, and we may organize a short trip in mid-July." ”

Han Dong was stunned.

In such a hot weather, a short trip, besides, you have to look for gray airflow, but you can have a dinner, but the travel is still forgotten.

"We'll see when the time comes. ”

Han Dong said casually, and he didn't say anything to death.

Feng Yanqi laughed in a low voice: "Okay, I'll contact you in advance when the time comes." ”

Xu Churan sat next to him, and suddenly felt a little envious of Feng Yanqi at the same table. There are only Feng Yanqi and Sun Hui in the class, who are more familiar with Han Dong.

"Okay, let me know in advance. ”

Han Dong said a word to Feng Yanqi and turned his head to look at his phone.

He sent Zhang Hao a picture of Zhang Changcao Yan Tuanzi: "Classmate Zhang Hao, I don't think Uncle Zhang needs to invite me to dinner, it will delay time and waste money." ”

Zhang Hao replied: "Then you are replying to my father's QQ message!!"

“......”

Han Dong replied with an ellipsis.

Immediately after, he silently clicked on the QQ contact to enter the chat interface of the small universe.

"Xiaodong, if you are free tomorrow, Uncle Zhang will take you around the antique market/smile/smile"

"Xiaodong, Uncle Zhang bought two gadgets, come and see/smile/smile when you have time"

"Why don't you reply to the message, what has Xiaodong been doing lately/smile/smile"

Looking at the above three messages, Han Dong let out a long sigh, replied to Zhang Hao, and shook his head, I'm afraid that Uncle Zhang really misunderstood.

The sky is above.

Regarding the little cabbage Zhang Hao that Uncle Zhang has raised for eighteen years, Han Dong asked himself, and there was absolutely no idea beyond the friendship of friends.

But the problem is that Uncle Zhang doesn't believe it.

Airplanes.

As soon as the phone vibrate, Zhang Hao sent two pictures of cats staring: "Hey, my dad said he was going upstairs to find you." ”

“？？？”

Han Dong's face froze, and he subconsciously looked at the door of the classroom.

Today is the day to fill in the college entrance examination volunteers, and there are indeed many parents who accompany their children to school, is Uncle Zhang also here?

He was thinking.

Li Ziwei was wearing an elegant and simple dress, long hair and shawl, slim, and delicate facial features like a golden ratio, and walked next to Han Dong: "Han Dong, you also applied for Jiangnan University?"

Not.

Ask while knowing the answer.

Han Dong glanced up at Li Ziwei, who had basically not spoken since the last time he sent Li Ziwei home.

"Yes. ”

Han Dong bowed politely.

Li Ziwei pursed her lips and said with a light smile: "I also applied for Jiangnan University, and it is estimated that I should be able to be admitted." When school starts, we can go together, what do you think?"

Han Dong muttered: "We will discuss it then, in case something happens, I may have to enroll later." ”

"Oh, that's fine, we have QQ anyway. Li Ziwei blinked her beautiful eyes, then took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat: "Do you want to add WeChat, I'll sweep you?"

Han Dong was a little surprised.

This Li Ziwei girl, with a relatively large vision and an indifferent personality, actually took the initiative to add her own WeChat? It is estimated that it is only because after arriving at the university, there are high school classmates who can help each other.

"Yes, that's fine. ”

Han Dong chuckled, took out his mobile phone, and called up his WeChat QR code.

Li Ziwei blinked her beautiful eyes, scanned the QR code, and said, "Okay, then let's get in touch again when we have time, or see you at Jiangnan Academy...... By the way, you want to attend the class party the day after tomorrow. ”

"Of course—"

Han Dong looked up at Li Ziwei and chuckled, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Goo-dong.

Han Dong's face was strange, and his eyes focused little by little on the middle-aged man at the door of the class, smiling and waving to him.

"Xiaodong. ”

Zhang Luoyu stood at the door and shouted, "Come out quickly, Uncle Zhang is waiting for you in the corridor." ”

God pity!

Han Dong swallowed his saliva, and his face changed slightly...... Is Zhang Hao's words true? Uncle Zhang really came to school? And he really went downstairs to find himself!

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