Walking out of the examination room, the whole campus seemed empty, but there were many parents waiting for their children at the school gate. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he saw Song Yan, several parents surrounded him, and a middle-aged man asked:

"This classmate, you're a candidate, right? Why did you come out so quickly?"

"Hehe, I handed in the paper in advance!" Song Yan replied with a smile.

"Is the topic difficult this time?"

"It's easy, otherwise I wouldn't have done it so quickly. Song Yan replied easily.

Seeing that there were more and more parents, Song Yan hurriedly found an excuse to get out.

However, as soon as he took a few steps, he heard some shrill voices coming from behind him:

"Come out so soon, maybe it's a blank slate!"

"Yes, I also said that the topic is simple, I must be bragging, and the current students are really getting more and more unreliable!"

"This kid looks like a bad boy! It's really not worth it for his parents. ”

"Nima!" Song Yan's face darkened, and he quickened his pace, lest this group of family members say anything excessive, which would make him run wild.

Longxing Plaza.

After parking the car, Song Yan went straight to a shop that was being renovated near the square.

"Song Shao, are you here?"

As soon as he saw Song Yan, the supervisor sent by the decoration company to supervise the project greeted him with a smile.

Song Yan is not short of money, so the requirements for decoration are extremely high, and the decoration cost alone is as high as 5 million, so the decoration company attaches great importance to this.

"How's the progress?" asked Song Yan.

"Song Shao, please rest assured, it will definitely be completed within half a month!" the supervisor patted his chest and promised.

"Hmm. Song Yan nodded, walked around the store and left.

The store will be able to install it in the next half a month, but his jadeite is still a semi-finished product, so he can't sell jadeite directly, so he has to find a carver to carve these jadeite jade pieces.

After thinking about it, he still decided to leave the matter of finding the carver to Nangong Yuntian.

Sure enough, the Nangong family deserves to be the overlord of Xiangcheng.

Less than half an hour after Song Yan called Nangong Tianhou, the other party called and told him that he had found ten carvers with good carvings for him.

With the idea of striking while the iron is hot, Song Yan decided to meet with this group of carvers and settle the matter.

Knowing that he wanted to meet this group of carvers, Nangong Yuntian immediately arranged a place for him.

Twenty minutes later.

Song Yan drove to a high-end teahouse, and in a large box, he met ten carvers.

The person who handled this for Song Yan was a steward of the Nangong family, named Situ Nan.

Because he had been instructed by Nangong Yuntian, he was very respectful to Song Yan, and as soon as he saw Song Yan enter the door, he hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Although Situ Nan is only a steward in the Nangong family, he is a person with great status in the eyes of ordinary people, seeing that he is so respectful to Song Yan, how can the ten carvers sit still, and they all got up to say hello to Song Yan.

"Please be seated, everyone!"

Song Yan raised his hand, motioned for everyone to sit down, and then said straight to the point: "I have a batch of jadeite here, and I need everyone here to help me process it into jade ornaments, I don't know if you have any problems?"

"No problem, I'll do my best!"

Ten carvers hurriedly said.

"Okay, since everyone is giving me face like this, I can't lose everyone, this time the cost is 5 million per person, what do you think?" Song Yan asked again.

The ten carvers are all happy, although they have a certain reputation in Xiangcheng, they can earn three million a year if they mix well, and they can earn three million a year, but they are only a few hundred thousand.

Now that Song Yan opened his mouth, it was five million, how could they not be satisfied.

Situ Nan had already prepared a contract for Song Yan, and after signing the contract, Song Yan was not ambiguous, and directly put two million advances into each person's account, and gave them two days to prepare, and two days later, they would start working.

At noon, I came to my uncle's house.

The eldest aunt had already prepared a table of dishes to treat Song Yan and Song Xue.

"Ah Yan, how did you do in the exam this time?"

During the meal, the eldest aunt asked with concern.

"Play normally. Song Yan said modestly.

"Xiaoxue, what about you?" the eldest aunt asked again, looking at Song Xue again.

"It's okay. Song Xue hesitated, the question this time was a little biased, but she was confident that it would be okay to score 120 points.

In the afternoon, the exam will not start until 3 o'clock, leaving enough time for the candidates to take a lunch break.

Song Xue went back to the room to review the materials, but Song Yan was a little idle.

I simply turned on my computer and checked some online news on the Internet.

Suddenly, a piece of news caught his attention, the big star Murong Xinyue's national tour will come to Xiangcheng on June 12.

It seems that Murong Xinyue's agent called him last time and asked him to accompany Murong Xinyue's concert, but at that time, he was in a period of irritability because of Han Sha's matter, so he refused the other party.

After clicking on this news, Song Yan roughly browsed it, this news mainly tells how popular Murong Xinyue's concert is, the venue is full, and the online ticket sales channel for the tour Xiangcheng has been opened.

After reading a few pieces of news, Song Yan searched for knowledge of Eastern medicine on the Internet.

At first, he only studied Oriental medicine to disguise the divine light of life, but as he deepened his understanding of Eastern medicine, he became more and more interested in Eastern medicine.

Moreover, he also learned an acupuncture cheat of "Huarong Golden Acupuncture Method" in the Zhao family's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It's just that there has been no opportunity to practice, and for a while, Song Yan wondered if he was looking for an opportunity to go to the Eastern Medical Center to practice.

At half past two, Song Yan came to Xiangcheng No. 2 Middle School again.

But before he could enter the door, several tall boys suddenly jumped out and blocked his way, one of them was his next seat in the examination room, the tall boy with pimples on his face.

"Boy, you're very hanging, do you know?" the man with pimples asked as he stared at Song Yan playfully.

"I don't care about your shit!"

Song Yan said angrily.

The pimple boy pretended to be loud and said, "I'll wipe it, it's really enough to hang!" Do you know that your performance in the morning makes me very dissatisfied!"

"Good dog doesn't get in the way, get out of the way!" Song Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, so he pushed the other party away with a flick of his hand, and then walked towards the school.

"I wipe it, you dare to push me! Nima is shameless!"

The pimple man couldn't help but be furious, and flew up and kicked at Song Yan.

"Bang!"

Song Yan seemed to have eyes behind him, turned around, and kicked in a spin, the two movements seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, full of the taste of flowing water.

Then, the pimple boy was directly kicked by him four or five meters away.

kicked someone four or five meters away, and seeing this scene, several boys who came with the pimple boys were all disgusted.

Of course, Song Yan didn't do it ruthlessly, he just wanted to teach the acne boy a small lesson, that kick made him feel pain at most, and he wouldn't be hurt.

Glancing lightly at the other boys, Song Yan turned around and walked towards the school.

Less than ten minutes after Song Yan came to the examination room, the pimple boy appeared, but his eyes were a little evasive when he looked at Song Yan, and it seemed that that kick made him realize that Song Yan was not easy to mess with.

[Author's digression]: Thank you [wuqin] for your big reward.