To put it mildly, Fang Ping finally sent the little girl away.

For this reason, Fang Ping once again owed countless debts, and he himself couldn't remember how many benefits he had promised this girl.

......

The next day, April 8th.

Fang Ping is on fire, at least in the third (4th) class of high school.

Before he came, Wu Zhihao arrived first.

As soon as Wu Zhihao arrived, Zhang Hao and Yang Jian, who were full of gossip, hurriedly inquired about the situation.

Lao Wu was probably unwilling to be shocked last night, and as soon as the two asked, Lao Wu immediately said mysteriously: "113 cards!"

He didn't say that the 108 calories in the second test were actually not as accurate as the first time because of the decline in physical strength the second time.

As soon as the 113 card came out, the whole class was stunned!

Fang Ping, one of the members of the "Ordinary Duo", is extraordinary?

Just yesterday, everyone was still the same person, all struggling for the liberal arts exam, and even Fang Ping's liberal arts scores were not too top-notch.

But now?

113 cards!

The students in the class who only take the liberal arts exam do not necessarily know the situation of other martial arts candidates.

But there is one thing that everyone knows.

Last year, Nanjiang Wuhan University, the minimum enrollment standard was 112 cards.

Doesn't this mean that Fang Ping's qi and blood standards have reached the standards of Nanjiang Wuda?

Now, can it not be popular?

The future bearded Yang Jian, with a face full of despair, muttered: "It's not scientific, it's definitely not scientific, just his small body, taller than me?"

Even if you are a martial artist, you have to talk about science!

But Fang Ping, it's really unscientific!

This guy, you should be able to punch eight by yourself, right?

Yang Jian shouted that it was unscientific, and Zhang Hao on the side had a relapse of epilepsy, trembling all over his body and said: "There is no reason!"

"113 cards!"

"I'm only 108 calories ......"

Zhang Nan, who was sitting not far from him, said quietly when he heard this: "The 108 card is me, I remember your 107 card ......"

Zhang Hao said angrily: "That was half a month ago, and now I have 108 cards!"

Zhang Nan was not angry, and said lightly: "Okay, you are 108 calories, and Fang Ping is only 113 calories......"

"You!"

Zhang Hao cried with a sad face, turned his head to stare at Wu Zhihao and said, "Old Wu, tell me quickly, you lied to us?"

Wu Zhihao said casually while reading the book: "What are you lying to you about? Anyway, it's not as tall as me, so it has little to do with me." ”

"How can you say that?" Zhang Hao said bitterly: "Think about it, how sad our brother is.

While attending classes, I also attended tutorial classes, and I had to exercise every day.

You can't eat fried food, you can't eat skewers, you can't drink drinks, and you don't even dare to eat a cream popsicle in the summer.

Fang Ping, that kid, is inhumane!

Old Wu, aren't you envious, jealous and hateful at all?"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zhihao was not calm.

Ordinary students envy them, but they also envy these people.

In order to prepare for the martial arts exam, they paid more costs, and this kind of payment did not necessarily lead to results.

As Zhang Hao said, when everyone is eating delicious, they are taking supplements.

Do you think the tonic tastes good?

Eat it every day, eat until you vomit, eat until you see the kebab on the side of the road, you can drool.

But in order to maintain their figure, in order not to have accidents, and for the sake of Wuke, they gritted their teeth, drooled and endured the pain.

Usually everyone is like this, so they admit it, for the future.

But Fang Ping's kid doesn't seem to be taboo on meat and vegetables, and he doesn't have this taboo at all.

This man is more powerful than a man, and he can really anger people.

Wu Zhihao was a little uneasy, and said with a wry smile: "That's no way, who makes the family talented, don't admit it." ”

"No way!"

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and snorted: "Isn't this kid not exercising?"

There is no way to do anything about blood and blood, let's admit it.

Ask him to go to the gym to exercise at night, and when the time comes, I will have to learn from him and beat him up so much!"

Zhang Hao was talking here, Wu Zhihao on the other side blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "They are all classmates, there is no need to be like this." ”

"No, otherwise I'll be choked and uncomfortable!"

Wu Zhihao persuaded: "Forget it, isn't Fang Ping a little higher than you, a little better than you in cultural classes, and a little more handsome?"

There's really no need to be angry, the classmates in the class have been admitted, and we have a light on our faces. ”

"Old Wu, where are you?" Zhang Hao said angrily.

Wu Zhihao began to look down at the book, and said without raising his head: "I'll review, not anywhere." ”

Zhang Hao was about to continue, but someone patted him on the shoulder, and then Fang Ping's cheerful voice came from behind him: "Zhang Hao, if I want to say it, I should beat Fang Ping, otherwise it will not be worth it to get angry." ”

The corners of Zhang Hao's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and said, "Just kidding, just kidding, how can it."

We're good brothers, can we do such a thing?"

said this, but Zhang Hao's face was full of bitterness, yes, let alone beating people, if Fang Ping was really admitted to the martial arts department one day, he wouldn't be beaten by a martial artist, right?

Fang Ping was too lazy to take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to Wu Zhihao's nonsense, how can I have 113 cards, at most ......"

"At most, it's about 115 calories. ”

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes, this guy deliberately stimulated himself.

Sighing, Zhang Hao didn't take it seriously, he was really a little curious at this time: "Fang Ping, do you have any tricks to exercise qi and blood?"

"Nonsense, with this trick, I would have become a martial artist a long time ago!" Fang Ping didn't dare to admit this, waved his hand and said: "If you really have a trick, there are no martial artists on the street, so it's our turn to take the test?"

"That's just as well. Zhang Hao sighed again, and said with some resentment: "Now, Lao Wu, you, Yang Jian, Liu Ruoqi, you have the most hope for the four in our class."

We run 99% of the time!

Three of them were enough before, you come too, God will kill me......"

Wu Zhihao, who had just pretended to be reading a book, raised his head at this time and said: "Hanging, everyone's blood and blood are generally higher this year than last year, and I am really a little unstable now."

Let's just say that in our class, if you count the upper level, there are 4 more than 110 calories.

Other ordinary classes, as far as I know, add up to 110 calories or more, I'm afraid there are more than 60.

There are more people in the key class, don't look at the lack of people, there are many people with more than 110 cards, at least about 40.

In the first middle school alone, there are 100 students with more than 110 calories.

This is still our school, although other schools in Yangcheng are not as good as us, but this year is also good, even if they are similar to our No. 1 Middle School.

Just one city in Yangcheng, 200 more than 110 calories!"

After calculating, Wu Zhihao said helplessly: "Last year, Yangcheng was admitted to a total of 9 martial arts students, and if this ratio is returned this year, it will be at least twenty to one." ”

A martial arts candidate sitting on the other side of him shook his head and said, "Zhihao, you are all 115 cards, and there are almost few people who are higher than you in the ordinary class."

It's the same with other schools, people can still believe that they are stressed, what pressure do you have. ”

Although Wu Zhihao is only a student in an ordinary class, his qi and blood value of 115 calories is the top in all ordinary classes.

If you really want to take two exams in the ordinary class according to last year's ratio, Wu Zhihao has great hopes.

Everyone chatted and chatted, but they didn't pay all their attention to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping was also happy, listening to their discussion, he also knew a lot of gossip.

Yangcheng's high school juniors this year, there are more than 200 with more than 110 cards.

Of course, qi and blood are not the only ones, there are always people who can't pass the later levels.

But as soon as the physical examination is over, the major martial arts schools will disclose the minimum qi and blood standard line according to the feedback results, which is not the enrollment standard, but just the standard line for entering the third level.

The major colleges and universities are also to save more time for those students who do not meet the standards to participate in the cultural course exam, otherwise they will be delayed later.

In other words, if the qi and blood are not up to standard, they will be eliminated at the end of the second level.

The standard for shortlisting this year is likely to be 110 cards, which is only the standard for the third level, even so, half of the martial arts in the class can't get in.

For a while, even Zhang Hao, who was babbling, was silent.

After preparing for the exam for many years, I couldn't even get into the third level, which was a heavy blow for students.

Every year, because of this poor mentality, how many martial arts candidates finally failed in the liberal arts exam, and went to an ordinary university, a real step to heaven and hell.

They didn't speak, and Fang Ping didn't interject, thinking in their hearts, it seems that 110 cards are really not safe.

There are so many Yangcheng alone, who knows if Wu Zhihao's news is accurate or not, if there are more points, he won't be able to enter the third level, how miserable it is.

It seems that he is going to increase his qi and blood value as soon as possible.

......

As everyone quieted down, the school classes began.

Fang Ping, as always, sometimes watches cultural classes, sometimes reads professional examination materials, and no one bothered, except for Yang Jian in the front row and Zhang Hao next to him from time to time to talk to him.

And Chen Fan, who was at the same table, may have been stimulated, and at this time he was more serious about doing the questions, and in addition to going to the toilet in the morning, he almost kept his head buried in the questions.

At the end of the morning class, Fang Ping was about to go to dinner, but he was told by Wu Zhihao to go to the office of the old class.

Outside the classroom, Wu Zhihao, Yang Jian, plus Liu Ruoqi and Fang Ping, who were not very familiar, there were 4 people in total.

Wu Zhihao explained as he walked: "The teacher said that Senior Wang will come to our school tomorrow, and the school will arrange someone to pick it up, and the teacher will try his best to fight for us."

Although picking up people does not mean that there is any benefit, you can contact it in advance, when there are few people, Senior Brother Wang may say something useful.

You also know that our martial arts expedition in Yangcheng, the third level of the actual measurement, is generally jointly organized by several major martial arts schools in Nanjiang and the Department of Education, maybe Senior Brother Wang also knows some news.

The content of the test is sometimes different every year......"

Wu Zhihao explained for a while, but Fang Ping was puzzled: "Then it's not our turn to pick up people, right?"

There are many classes in the first middle school, and there are two key classes, and there is nothing special about the third (4th) class of high school.

When Wu Zhihao heard this, he smiled and said, "You forgot, who is our old class? The director of the Academic Affairs Office is a student of our old class, what is this little thing?"

As soon as he said this, Fang Ping thought about it.

The homeroom teacher of his own class is considered older in the school, and the director of the academic affairs office is indeed a student in the old class, but it is not a high school, but a junior high school.

Liu Anguo used to teach junior high school, and it was many years after teaching high school.

However, because of this, although Liu Anguo has been teaching for a long time, he can teach high school starts, and he really does not have a future for those teachers who teach high school from the beginning.

Even his students have become the director of the Academic Affairs Office, and Liu Anguo is still an ordinary senior class teacher.

Understood the meaning, Fang Ping also knew the purpose of the old class to let a few people go to the office.

However, looking at the few people around him, Fang Ping still felt a little emotion in his heart, he didn't know that he was there, because the old class knew about yesterday's test.

Or because of his poor family background, the old class takes proper care of himself.

There may be both reasons, Fang Ping just sighed, at least he felt that the head teacher was still good.