"Yo, in our school, there are still people who dare to come to find Wang Chulan's stubble?" Gao Xiaojie, who was sitting in the corner of the back wall, suddenly his eyes lit up.

In terms of fighting, Wang Chulan's force, no one in this school really dares to provoke.

In terms of results, Wang Chulan is not the best, but it is not too bad.

Gao Xiaojie really couldn't figure out who was better than himself in this school.

……

In front of everyone's eyes, a handsome young man with a height of 1.8 meters, a suit and leather shoes.

He stood at the door of the classroom and shouted: "Who is Wang Chulan, come out!"

"Murong Chu, what are you doing as a student of the second middle school?"

Zhao Ya stood up, a little angry: "Please go out!"

"Murong Chu?" Gao Xiaojie, his eyes widened: "I'll go, this is the god of the second middle school, and he actually came to our first middle school?"

Learn God!

These two words are enough to show how good the young man in the suit in front of him is!

In Tiannan, No. 1 Middle School is a key middle school that brings together the best teachers.

But!

The top students, not all, are all gathered in one school.

In other middle schools, there are also top students, and they are very tough.

After all!

In the beginning, when it came time to allocate student places, the upper echelons did it out of balance.

Every year, the top students will be randomly assigned to other schools.

This Murong Chu in front of him is in this situation.

When Murong Chu was in junior high school, he was randomly assigned to the second middle school, and the first reading was three years.

When he was in junior high school, Tiannan's annual study competition was won by Murong Chu.

In Murong Chu's junior high school days, the junior high school of Tiannan No. 1 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School were all pressed on one side.

And when he was in high school, Murong Chu was randomly assigned to the second middle school by the system.

But!

When Murong Chu was in high school, he was not in Tiannan, but went to the provincial capital and studied in a good high school.

But even so, the news that Murong Chu was in the provincial capital and had won many awards continued to spread to Tiannan.

So!

Although Murong Chu has not been in Tiannan for three years.

But!

Murong Chu's reputation has been spreading.

But!

Because of the hukou problem, Murong Chu finally had to go back to Tiannan and take the exam in Tiannan.

And!

Murong Chu's identity is still a student of No. 2 Middle School!

Handsome, rich, and long-legged!

Plus - learn the supergods!

Learn the legend of the gods, and be born!

……

For more than a dozen middle schools in Tiannan, for the vast majority of girls, Murong Chu is the male god of dreams.

Now...... Murong Chu came, and he was murderous, as if he was looking for trouble with Wang Chulan.

In an instant, all the top students in the class exchanged heads and felt confused.

One is a rich scholar, and the other is a poor security guard at the school!

Between these two people, one heaven and one earth, what intersection can there be?

"Murong Chu, I let you out, didn't you hear?" Zhao Ya's angry voice sounded again.

"Zhao Ya, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

Murong Chu sneered: "Wang Chulan, if you are a man, you will come out, don't hide behind a woman!"

"I said, are you sick?" Turning the pen in his hand, Wang Chulan was a little speechless:

"I don't even know you, you went from the second middle school to the first middle school, and you still kicked the door of our classroom, interesting?"

Wang Chulan has no impression of the handsome scholar in front of him, and there is absolutely no intersection between the two.

But this kid is good, as soon as he comes up, he pulls his throat, what does he want to do?

Wang Chulan. Incomprehensible.

"Xiao Wang, come out and come to my office. Teacher Li's voice suddenly came with the wind.

Following the prestige, the students found out that they didn't know when, the head teacher also came.

"Good. Wang Chulan nodded and stood up.

"Brother Wang, I'll go with you. Zhao Ya then stood up.

"It's okay, the teacher is just looking for me, not going to fight. ”

Wang Chulan smiled slightly: "Besides, just those two, they beat me?"

"Alright then, be careful, if there's something, text me. Zhao Ya nodded, and then sat down again.

……

Wang Chulan left the classroom and immediately found Murong Chu, looking at him, his gaze was full of forest.

"Murong, you come over too, don't be angry, if there is any contradiction, go to my office." "Teacher Li, patted Murong Chu on the shoulder.

"Hmph!" glared at Wang Chulan fiercely, Murong Chu, and didn't say a word.

……

A group of three people soon came to the office.

Teacher Li closed the door, pulled down the curtains, and then said:

"That...... Xiao Wang, that's the case, this year, our school has a guaranteed place, which can be directly guaranteed to Tunghai University......"

It turns out that in the land of the four directions, there is one every year, and the quota is guaranteed to be sent to Tunghai University.

Originally, if nothing else, this year's quota was for Tiannan No. 2 Middle School.

Murong Chu was studying in the provincial capital, but he could only go back, and he was already unhappy in his heart for the college entrance examination in a small place.

How!

The problem of hukou is not a problem that can be solved so easily if you have money in your family.

The second middle school has long promised that once the guaranteed quota is in hand, it will be given to Murong Chu.

In this regard, Murong Chu was also very happy and full of confidence

Unexpectedly!

In this year's education reform, the guaranteed quota is randomly drawn and randomly grabbed, an outstanding student.

"So, the person who was randomly captured this year is me?" Wang Chulan was a little funny.

"Not bad. Teacher Li nodded: "Don't underestimate it, this guaranteed quota." ”

"Look at Murong Chu, he is called a god of learning by us, and with his own strength, if he wants to be admitted to Tunghai University, there is no problem. ”

"But this guarantee qualification has some particularities, and once obtained, there will be some special benefits......

It turned out that the ranking of Tunghai University, although it was in the top ten in the country, was not the highest, and it was not as good as Huaqing and Beiniao.

But!

Tunghai University's Chinese culture course is the first in the country!

For example – archaeology, ancient architecture, classical literature, theology, philosophy!

Among these disciplines, there are very powerful professors, and they are famous in the whole country and even the whole world.

"Let's put it this way, whoever gets this guaranteed quota may become a disciple of a certain master of Chinese studies!"

Teacher Li, with serious eyes: "These masters of Chinese culture, they are all national treasures, they are all very arrogant, have a bad temper, and have a big shelf!"

Nonsense!

In these years, material things are rampant, money worship is rampant, and there are very few people who can devote themselves to learning.

Among the few masters of Chinese culture in Tunghai University, they are all very remarkable scholars.

With Murong Chu's talent, even if he went to apply for Huaqing University, he would have a chance of success.

But Murong Chu likes Chinese studies, and he applied for Tunghai University this time because he wanted to become a disciple of a master of Chinese studies.

For this wish, as early as junior high school, the Murong family was spending money and burning money to cultivate Murong Chu.

In the three years of high school, the school Murong Chu attended was the high school affiliated to Tunghai University.

Those masters of Chinese culture, during the year, will also go to the affiliated high school and make a cameo appearance in one or two classes.

The demeanor of those National Teachers University, Murong Chu will be enthusiastic just thinking about it.

Unexpectedly!

What Murong Chu never dreamed of was that the guaranteed quota he had struggled for for six years would be cut off.

Let me ask, Murong Chu, how can you not be angry?

Although, Murong Chu also knew that this was a random computer separation, and he couldn't blame others.

This is to blame, then it can only be blamed on Murong Chu, his luck is really bad.

But!

When Murong Chu investigated, he found that Wang Chulan had been escorted.

It's actually Tiannan No. 1 Middle School, a security guard guarding the door, and often absent from school.

Murong Chu was suddenly angry!

"Wang Chulan, you are a scumbag, how did you get it, it belongs to my escort qualifications?"

Murong Chu roared angrily: "If you know each other, immediately give up the escort quota and kneel down to apologize, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"

During the whole process, Mr. Li was silent, holding a teacup and drinking tea leisurely.

At this scene, Wang Chulan, who was watching it, frowned slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

Through the eyes of reincarnation, Wang Chulan could naturally see that in Teacher Li's heart, he was partial to Murong Chu.

"Teacher, I don't know how much money Murong Chu's family gave you?" Wang Chulan said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Li's face changed slightly, and he was furious:

"Classmate Wang, let me tell you, don't talk nonsense, be careful that I sue you!"

In fact, the school leaders of Tiannan No. 1 Middle School did not expect that the lucky prize this time would actually fall on Wang Chulan's head.

Nonsense!

Such a guaranteed place, whether it is used to sell or to tie up with the powerful, what a bargaining chip!

So!

Even if there is no Murong Chu, the school's board of directors will find a way to make Wang Chulan hand over the quota.

Now, it's showdown!

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