From anticipation, to worry, and finally to fear.

If the results of the exam are not released for a day, Yan Zhen will be uncomfortable.

On this day, Huang Anqi came to the classroom with a pile of test papers.

Not all blind know that today is the day when the results are announced.

"Stand up!"

"Hello teacher." Everyone stood up straight and said in unison.

Originally, there would definitely be a few students in the crowd today, who did not shout slogans or stood up, but when they saw the thick pile of test papers, they were not calm in an instant.

Who knows if the head teacher will use the topic to inform the parents.

"Today I'm going to announce the results of your last exam." Huang Anqi glanced at all the classmates and said.

"Wang Wu, 86 points."

"Here."

"Bu Shasha, 90 points."

"Here."

......

"What, all of them have such high scores." Yan Zhen watched these students in the middle and upper reaches of the grades get some satisfactory test papers, and said secretly in his heart.

The waiting time is always the longest, like a Russian turntable, in Yan Zhen's mind, he and his classmates are incarnated as prisoners in black and white prisoners' clothes, and Huang Anqi is incarnated as a sharpshooter with a pistol pointed at him, and each shot will take away a criminal.

Students with good grades are as if they are secretly wearing body armor, and they are calm and comfortable.

However, the poor grades could only pray silently that they were not the first to be shot.

Yan Zhen, who was mixed in it, was very dazed, he wanted to know the score, but he was afraid to know the score.

Wandering on both sides, he was finally read by Huang Anqi's name.

"Yan Zhen, 62 points."

"Here." This score was unexpected, he actually passed, and the expression on his face couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

"Keep up the good work." Seeing that his students have improved, he needs to be praised after all, even if he is a prickly student, Huang Anqi said lukewarmly.

"Thank you, teacher." After taking the test paper, his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Liuyu and Yu Lei.

......

"Looks like it's all within my calculations." Yu Lei hugged the back of his head with both hands and said leisurely and confidently.

......

"What's so exciting about passing, I didn't even read Miss Ben's notes." Ryu pouted and muttered.

......

Next, it was the turn of the two great gods to perform.

"Squad leader Liuyu, 99 points."

"Here." Liuyu is naturally very dissatisfied with this score, he is different from some small scores, complacent classmates, the pursuit of the most perfect solution and perfect score, he has never been discouraged and stopped learning, all the problems are basically well understood.

Such a score can only show that she is careless again, and this kind of mistake is fatal on the battlefield.

"This time, the first place in our class is still Yu Lei, with a full score of 100 points."

"Here." Yu Lei lazily replied, this has long been accustomed to it.

All the classmates were amazed at how this guy dozed off every day and studied.

It's not a good thing to be eye-catching, but it may cause unnecessary trouble, such as being asked about homework by a group of female classmates, this kind of trouble of a scholar, a scumbag will not understand.

However, the favorability of the teachers is very important compared to these, so that you can carry out the side job of repairing cards at night, so you don't have to worry about oversleeping or being disturbed by your sleep in class.

Reasonable rest and sleep hours are quite important in Ray's opinion.

"This guy is still so fastidious." Seeing such results, Liuyu was a little dissatisfied.

If you let Liuyu know that Yu Lei is the first in the school, just to be late for bed, he will probably be angry to death.

......

The score of 62 points was once upon a time, and after a moment of ecstasy, Yan Zhen remembered that his goal was 80 points.

And that's just one of them, there's still a long way to go.

"I've worked so hard, why is it still so far away?"

Almost every teacher has told those of them who are students that one point crushes 10,000 people, and this 20-point difference is destined for Yan Zhen to not be able to go out in the past few months.

"It's already good, there are 62 points for so many years of waste, if it's so easy to learn, why do you have to study for so many years?" Yu Lei patted Yan Zhen on the shoulder and said.

"There is never just one step on the ladder to success, and it takes a lot of will and courage to climb each level."

However, at this time, Yan Zhen had already taken the first step.

Compared to most other confused students of the same level, it's not bad.

After all, a poor start is much better than no start.

......

Sam hasn't made a single phone call to Yan Zhen in recent times.

Indeed, Yan is really a good cash cow, and has even made a little popularity for him.

As long as he continues to circle like this, with his age and the popularity of the Infinite Beast Soul, he can fool around and run a game casually, even if he doesn't set up a gambling game, he will still make enough money to make a lot of money.

As for his studies, Sam never thought about it, as long as he could help himself earn money.

However, Wu Tian's group of people interfered in the last gamble, which made him retreat.

Many friends introduced Yan Zhen through online videos to come to the "Iron Heart", and they all said that they wanted to compete with him.

Sam didn't want to lose guests, and he didn't dare to provoke Wu Tian, so he could only tell them that Yan Zhen could only come back during the summer vacation.

Seeing that all the business in hand has run away, I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"This damn Wu Tian actually shot at a small shop like me, it's really shameless." Sam was like a deflated ball, hating Wu Tian in his mouth and heart, but there was nothing he could do about him.

……

Gradually, Yan Zhen also forgot about Sam's side, and at this time he was focused on studying.

"It's not enough...... I wasn't hard enough on myself. ”

Filling up all the knowledge of the past is easier said than done.

Time flashed, and it was 3 weeks later.

Yan Zhen suddenly became a dark horse, from the bottom to the middle, only he knew what pain he had endured.

There are ancient cantilever thorn strands, and what he has endured during this period of time is not bad at all.

There are a total of seven courses, and Yan Zhen chased six of them to 80 points.

Now there is only one math left, which is also the subject he used to be the least good at, and he even has a headache when he sees it.

There is still a week left until the final exams.

I don't have enough time to level up, I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter the threshold.

If you want to register for the national competition, success or failure is a matter of success.

"I'll go first, Cerberus."

"Okay."

With the firm belief that he couldn't lose, Yan Zhen stepped into the examination room.

To be continued......