Chapter 4: I can't bear it

Zhang Cang's physical fitness is very good, not only because he often exercises, but also because of the certain reinforcement brought by the fate system. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Destiny Manuscripts bring 1,000 Destiny Points and a year of interest-free benefits after reaching Unbeatable, and although the Destiny Manuscript that reaches the perfect rating is not as good as the unbeatable level, in addition to 100 Destiny Points, it also brings him a little reward.

After Zhang Cang received several perfect evaluations, he received several physical fitness enhancements, although it was the lowest level of physical fitness enhancement, but it also made his body exceed the average level, far stronger than normal students.

If the physical fitness of a normal person who exercises regularly is 10, then Zhang Cang's physical fitness has reached 12, except for those who have experienced long-term training, basically not as strong as his body.

It's just that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and he hasn't learned any fighting skills and fighting skills, Zhang Cang will not change in the face of the siege of many people, no matter how strong his body is.

But although Hua Lang and his followers were in front of him, Zhang Cang was not afraid at all.

He ignored Hua Lang's outstretched fingers, and then slapped them away: "Do you dare to do it here?" ”

Looking at the students who were pouring in all around, Hua Lang smiled angrily: "Okay, Zhang Cang, you wait for me!" ”

In the past ten days, he has approached Wumei many times and has been blocked by this Zhang Cang, which has really become a big problem in his heart, and if he is not completely solved, there is no other chance to get close to Wumei.

But Zhang Cang was right, he really didn't dare to do it here.

Because some of the people who go to school here have very unusual identities.

The angry Hua Lang didn't notice that Wumei, who had been following Zhang Cang, had disappeared.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Zhang Cang confirmed that Wumei should have gone away, so he smiled and walked past Hualang into the school gate.

Hua Lang took a few deep breaths, looked at the police coming from afar, and hurriedly lowered his head and walked into the school gate.

As for those little brothers, they had already run away with their heads down.

Zhang Cang walked into the school gate, and the crowd of students quickly divided into two streams, one was like Zhang Cang, with a boring and decadent spirit, swaying to the right of the teaching building.

On the other side, there are energetic and high-spirited students walking along the road on the left.

These students, who do not match the No. 3 Middle School at first glance, are from the students of the Provincial Key No. 1 Middle School.

At the end of the second half of last semester, the school building of No. 1 Middle School collapsed, but fortunately it was night, and apart from the injury of a security guard who was on patrol at night, there was only some property damage.

If you are in the state of class during the day, you can't even shudder to think about the consequences.

This is the best academic performance in the city, and any one of them is a major loss.

Almost as soon as they got the news, a large number of investigation teams rushed into the campus of No. 1 Middle School.

The investigation found that because of the tofu scum project, the quality of the buildings was extremely poor, which made the city and the province angry, and there were countless accountability, and a large number of officials were held accountable and took off their hats.

The students of the No. 1 Middle School without the teaching building were at a loss, and it happened that the No. 3 Middle School wanted to cut its own junior high school, so the students of the No. 1 Middle School were arranged to come here for classes temporarily, and the existing school site in the No. 1 School immediately wiped out the other teaching buildings, and the new teaching building was under construction.

Due to the chaotic and unsafe public order of the No. 3 Middle School itself, in order to protect the students of the No. 1 Middle School, the city even transferred police to build a security post nearby, and seven or eight policemen patrolled the surrounding area, and even when school was out in the middle and evening, there were traffic police officers in the vicinity to direct traffic.

This is a treatment that the original three middle schools did not enjoy.

The students of No. 1 Middle School are not ordinary students, and they can be summed up in three words.

Rich and sharp.

The children of officials, wealthy people, and top students with the best academic performance.

Either way, there must be no mistakes.

Due to habitual problems, in the past ten days of school, many gangsters have been planted.

Hua Lang is not stupid, he understands this very well, and there will never be any inappropriate behavior here.

It is precisely because Zhang Cang knows this that he dares to take Wumei from here unscrupulously.

But after entering the school, it was a lot of trouble.

Because the people from No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School do not attend classes together after all, the teaching building where they are located is a little far away, and those policemen and the school police officers from No. 1 Middle School are mainly revolving around the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School students, and they don't care much about the No. 3 Middle School.

As long as there's not much trouble here, I basically won't come over.

Zhang Cang walked fast in front, but Hua Lang ran directly behind him.

If you run at this time, then it is invisibly equivalent to telling the other party that you are empty, and Zhang Cang is unwilling.

But at this time, Hua Lang was the only one who came in, and his little brothers were basically outside, after all, there were police watching outside, and it was impossible to get in.

"Zhang Cang, you stop me!"

Hua Lang ran a few steps, rushed to Zhang Cang's face, and turned sharply to face him, "I warned you, you must leave Wumei for me, far away, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

"Get out!"

Zhang Cang pushed Hua Lang away and strode into the teaching building not far away.

"You wait for me, Zhang Cang!" Hua Lang laughed angrily, due to the special environment in the school, he had always hoped to use words to make him retreat, but it was obvious that Zhang Cang would not give him this face.

Therefore, he couldn't bear it anymore, and there was no progress at all for more than ten days, so he had to use some tough measures!

Zhang Cang walked into the classroom and saw the girl sitting in his seat, and couldn't help but show a smile.

This is the class president, Zhang Haiqing.

A girl with a pimple on her face and a big grin.

Her science grades are excellent, but her liberal arts are miserable, which is why she came to a place like No. 3 Middle School.

However, there were also rumors in the secret that once the second middle school wanted to be admitted exceptionally, but she was rejected by herself.

"Zhang Cang, good job in the morning!"

Zhang Haiqing's squad leader grinned and gave Zhang Cang a thumbs up, Zhang Cang shrugged his shoulders, walked over, threw the schoolbag on his back to the table, and knew that there was nothing in it at a glance.

When she said this, she must have seen something between herself and Hua Lang.

Zhang Haiqing casually opened her schoolbag and looked: "It's all novels, why do you read these again, doesn't it mean that you should work a little hard in the last year, at least get a junior college or something, and put on the façade?" ”

Zhang Cang sighed and drove Zhang Haiqing to her own place next to her: "No way, I just like this." ”

In fact, there is really no way, the fate manuscript is not easy to write, at the beginning, he experienced many failures, not to mention that he did not get a little fate points, and wasted opportunities and time.

Later, after the fate of the point, he borrowed various novels to enrich himself, so as to gradually improve, until now there is no more unqualified audit.