Not to mention the surrounding parents, even the teachers who sent the test are a little convinced, will this child really be able to get a full score, right?

With so many specific answers, I'm afraid that many scumbags can't remember it at all, and the world of Xueba is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Eh, wait!"

"I didn't write it down. ”

"Did any of you record it?"

"I didn't pay attention at all, classmate, can you say it again?"

These parents looked at Zhang Chu eagerly one by one, their mobile phones had turned on the audio or video recording function, and the exam papers would not be released until after the end of the exam.

However, Zhang Chu shook his head, he pointed to the station sign of the microphone in the reporter's hand and said: "You can just watch their news directly when the time comes." This sister, your TV station will broadcast this, right?"

"Definitely, provided your answers are all correct. The female reporter in her thirties laughed, she had interviewed many college entrance examination candidates, but she had never seen Zhang Chu like this.

"Uncle and aunt, you all heard it, remember to watch the news, and contribute some ratings to them!"

The higher the ratings of this news program, the more people in the audience will know Zhang Chu, and the prestige value will definitely increase accordingly.

Squeezed out of the crowd, Zhang Chu slowly disappeared from the sight of these parents who wanted their son to become a dragon and their daughter to become a phoenix.

"Lao Chen, do you think this kid is really that powerful?"

"I think it's a bit of a hang. Where would a really good student be like this, half a pot of water jingles. ”

"I guess he just wants to be famous, and he'll cry when the time comes. ”

"Even if he's smart, it's a bit too hasty. ”

I don't know if it's envy or jealousy, these people at least know Zhang Chu's identity!

……

"Your kid handed in the paper ahead of schedule? Before, your grandmother called to say that her eldest grandson was on TV, saying that you were shining on the lintel!"

Zhang Bowen really couldn't understand his son's thoughts, when he took the college entrance examination, he was completely nervous that he couldn't eat or sleep, where did he dare to hand in the papers in advance, for fear that the exam time would not be enough, and one minute would be broken into two minutes.

Zhang Chu waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'll call grandma later, there will be more powerful things in the future." Maybe I'll be on TV again tonight. ”

"Anyway, this life is yours, and it's none of my business with your mother how you want to live. If you don't do well in the college entrance examination, we won't let you gnaw at the old at home. ”

"Dad, you're so cruel...... If I get a Ph.D., will you still support me?"

"What are you doing? I don't know how to raise a husky? It will at least make me happy. ”

Zhang Chu looked curiously at the old and abnormal "Sherlock Holmes Detective Book" in Zhang Bowen's hand, and he asked in surprise: "Wow, this looks like the version of the Republic of China." Where did you find it, old man?"

"Hey, you kid has a good eye, you know everything!"

Zhang Bowen was very surprised, his son had never cared about the bookstore before, and played computer games all day long.

"This should be published by Zhonghua Book Company, translated by the famous Mr. Liu Bannong. If this traditional Chinese character is vertically printed, it should have been almost a hundred years old, right? It is really rare that it is so well preserved and has not been moth-eaten!"

Zhang Chu said that he went home to run this Hanlin Xuan bookstore after graduating from college in his last life, so he knows these different versions of books well.

Especially his father's favorite Sherlock Holmes series, Zhang Bowen's collection even has works from the late Qing Dynasty, when Sherlock Holmes was just called Holmes or Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock is also called Sherlock and Sherlock, and Watson is also called Hua Zhen.

There are many editions, miscellaneous and chaotic, among which the World Book Company publishes the largest variety of complete works, such as hardcover, paperback, illustrated, pocket and so on.

Zhang Chu is also under the leadership of his father Zhang Bowen, and he likes this type of suspense and reasoning novel, and he feels that it is quite brain-burning and very suitable for passing the time!

"If you have an eye, I bought this set of books from the second-hand book market for only 1,800 yuan, and I have to hurry up and put them in and keep them for a little longer. It's all out of print. ”

"Eh, does mom know that you spend so much money again?" Zhang Chu said faintly, his father's personality is like this, and he wants to buy a book he likes when he sees it.

Not counting the entire bookstore, one of the family's three-bedroom rooms has been converted into a study room, full of books he has bought over the years.

Zhang Bowen hurriedly looked around, and he whispered: "Don't tell your mother, otherwise I will be scolded again." ”

"It's useless, how much money you have in your card and how much money you have in your wallet, my mother knows it clearly. It's not 18 dollars less, it's 1800 less!"

Opening a bookstore in these years is actually not profitable, especially for a niche bookstore like Hanlinxuan that does not sell supplementary reading materials.

Fortunately, this façade is his own, no rent, only need to repay the loan to the bank, otherwise he can only close the door.

"What should I do then?" Zhang Bowen looked at the set of books in his hand, he was reluctant to return it, which is a priceless treasure for a suspense reasoning lover and Sherlock Holmes fan!

"Otherwise, borrow me some of your money, and save the emergency first. ”

Zhang Chu took out his trouser pocket very shamefully, and said helplessly: "Dad, do you think I look like a person with a huge sum of 1,800 yuan?"

Zhang Bowen shook his head, "It's really not like it, it's a poor egg at first glance." ”

"You don't look like it, so be mentally prepared, I'll watch from the sidelines. ”

The father and son were completely hurting each other.

"That's all there is to it. Zhang Bowen took the book and secretly hid it in the study on the second floor, "You help me look at the store first, and I'll come down immediately." ”

Visiting stores is a daily routine for Zhang Chu, who places his backpack at the checkout counter while he wanders around the shelves, trying to put the moved books back in their places.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

In his previous life, Hanlin Xuan's best-selling novels were those long mystery novels by Keigo Higashino, and Cai Jun's books also sold well, as well as Wang Xiaobo, Yu Hua, Remy, Zhou Haohui, and Conan Doyle's "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" is also enduring.

But now on the shelves, these familiar authors and works seem to be non-existent.

"Is it all sold out? Or is it that Dad didn't buy it?"

Zhang Chu had a vague idea in his heart, he looked at the books on his bookstore casually, and then walked to the cashier counter and checked the inventory list on the computer.

"No, not at all!"

Then he opened the browser on the computer and quickly searched for the names of the writers and works in his memory.

Obviously there is Conan Doyle, why is there no Edogawa Ranbu?

Does that mean that Edogawa Conan, a tennarian elementary school student, also doesn't exist?

In addition to Zhang Bowen's favorite suspenseful reasoning, even some other types of works do not exist, just like the previous "The Death of the Red Rabbit" without a trace!