Chapter 39 College Entrance Examination
Early in the morning, Xiang Chen came to the test center corresponding to the 9th high school early in the morning.
Xiang Chen, who hadn't seen the sun for several days, was shaken by the dazzling sunlight and couldn't open his eyes.
A large group of candidates flocked to the test center, and a large group of parents gathered outside the test center, looking forward to it, hoping that their children could stand out in the college entrance examination and get the opportunity to change their fate.
In the end, only a few people can successfully enter the three major academies, and the rest can only enter the society, or devote themselves to various positions in the society, or choose to enlist in the army, or continue to pursue the path of martial arts with difficulty. Among them, it is difficult, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge.
As for whether it is a life of inaction, or another opportunity to take off again, it depends on their own creation.
"Xiang Chen!"
In the distance, a young man who looked a little stunned waved his hand at Xiang Chen, who couldn't find his way.
Xiang Chen hurriedly trotted over.
Finally found the organization!
"This is your admission ticket, your heart is really big enough, and you just missed the last week." handed Xiang Chen his admission ticket, this person was the class leader of Xiang Chen's class. At this time, there were also many people gathered here, all of whom were classmates in Xiang Chen's class.
"Everyone, after three years of hard study, it's up to today! I wish you all the best for your plenary meeting! A victorious start! ”
"Victory!"
"Come on! Come on! ”
"I must be able to do it, Nan Er, I'm here!"
"Cut, what is Nan Er, I have only one goal, Nanjing University!"
Xiang Chen looked at the enthusiastic looks of the classmates around him, and he could only pretend to wave his hand and shout two cheers.
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The last exam, Rationale.
At this time, Xiang Chen's brows were wrinkled into tic-tac-toe, and his mouth was constantly slurking, and his teeth hurt.
Anyone who has taken the exam knows that the most uncomfortable thing in the exam room is not that you don't know how to do anything, but that there are many places where you obviously feel that you have memorized before, but you just can't remember it.
Xiang Chen felt this way at this time, and it was not one or two places, and he felt a little vague about many knowledge points.
There was no miracle in learning, and if you don't prepare well, you will be punished immediately.
In the previous three exams, except for Chinese, which was considered to be a normal subject, the other math and English were the same, and the level was average, and a lot of points that should have been captured were lost.
Now, in order to reduce manpower expenditure, and because the physical fitness of the whole people has been greatly improved, the centralized examination will not cause any strong sense of exhaustion, and the four subjects of the college entrance examination are compressed into one day.
At the same time, the proportion of English is also reduced, because a large proportion of people will never even leave Nanjing Safe City for the rest of their lives. However, in order to select talents with a certain ability to connect with the world, the subject of English has not been banned.
On the contrary, the proportion of mathematics and science has increased substantially.
Bell bell bell!
Smack!
Put down the pen, Xiang Chen let out a long breath, and the torment was finally over! Looking at the messy test papers, Xiang Chen smiled freely.
Love!
Xiang Chen is not a dead character, for most things, he has the mentality that all roads lead to Rome.
If it's not his, why force it?
If you don't enter the martial arts department of Nanda, if you don't get the inclination of resources, you won't be able to become a peerless powerhouse?
Xiang Chen doesn't believe in this evil!
This is the end of the college entrance examination, and as for the assessment of physical fitness, only students who have sufficient cultural scores and are admitted to the university are eligible to participate.
If there are students who are willing to enter the martial arts department to practice, they can participate in this physical fitness assessment, and those who pass can enter the martial arts department, and those who fail continue to choose other departments.
The university is extremely strict in the selection of martial arts students, not only to have strength, but also to meet the standards of cultural courses.
Of course, in addition to this, there is also the existence of special admissions.
Among the many students, there are not some students who are extremely talented in martial arts, and many of these students have average academic performance, or rather, they are too lazy to waste energy on their studies. These talented sons of heaven have all entered the sight of the three major academies early. Usually at the beginning of the second half semester of the third year of high school, the martial arts departments of the three major colleges have successively sent them invitations for special recruitment.
What's more, such as Ji Songshi, as well as Wang Shilei, the first martial artist of the first high school and known as the little overlord, received an invitation from the martial arts department of Nanjing University as early as the end of the second year of high school.
Xiang Chen, of course, is not in this ranks. At the beginning of the third year of high school, Xiang Chen was still fighting against his colander-like body day and night.
By the time he breaks through the martial arts, the college entrance examination is just around the corner, can he still go to the door of the dean of the martial arts department of Nanda and beg for a special recruitment place?
He Xiang Chen can't do such a thing! Just as he has always carried out the creed, the twisted melon is not sweet!
I also wanted to talk to Ji Songshi, but I remembered that this guy was a special enrollment, and he didn't need the college entrance examination at all. Xiang Chen didn't bother to participate in the fierce questioning session after the rest of the candidates, and quickly packed his things and left the examination room.
"Toot!"
"Hey, college boy, did you go well in the exam?" Yang Immortal's voice was still the same lazy look.
"Smooth fart, I definitely didn't go to school."
"I'll just say, what's so good about learning, let's hurry up and mix with mercenaries, and in a few years, we will definitely beat those academic nerds." Yang Buzhi has always had little affection for school.
"Let's talk about this matter, wait for my results, it's not a national enrollment, and the results will be available in three days. Besides, if I really mess with mercenaries, I still have to find a reason at home. ”
At present, the universities in China, except for Kyoto University in Kyoto and Modu University in Modu, which attract top students from all over the country to apply for the past, other universities such as Nanjing University, most of the students recruited are students from this safe city.
Because travel across the Safe City requires crossing the wilderness, accidents are extremely high if you choose relatively inexpensive private transportation. The official mode of transportation fares are extremely expensive, and the average family simply cannot afford it.
There is also a reason why it is expensive, in order to ensure safety, not only high-tech transportation vehicles with full armament are needed, but also high-level martial artists are needed to prevent emergencies.
"It's troublesome to drag the family, like me, one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry. Okay, okay, I won't ink with you, oh yes, remember to go to the dojo and refund the deposit, you are in a hurry to leave in the morning. ”
……
Back at the previous dojo, Xiang Chen took back the previous deposit at the front desk, a little distressed, and his assets shrank by 50,000 in an instant. Just as he was about to leave, a cheer from the public training ground caught his attention.
"Hit him! Hit him! Ah Ren, attack him in the ribs! ”
"Hahaha, good legs!"
"Ah Ren's new taekwondo is becoming more and more elusive."
Xiang Chen walked closer, and a 26 or 7-year-old three-star warrior in the ring was like a spinning top, with side kicks, back kicks, chain kicks, and rotary kicks.
But what really attracted Xiang Chen's attention was not this martial artist called Ah Ren with bells and whistles, but his opponent.
Xiang Chen's stature is no longer short among normal people, and he may not be as wide as a tank like many strength-type martial artists, but his body is also well-proportioned and strong after years of training.
But looking at the giant on the stage, Xiang Chen felt as weak as a little bean sprout for the first time.
At least 2.10 meters tall, full of muscles, but not the kind of gym workout, perfect body shape everywhere, but more like unprocessed natural jade. A pair of bare arms, the big arms are as thick as Xiang Chen's head, and a bright big bald head is on the shoulders like a small hill, but the expression is very honest.
At this time, this honest giant was constantly being attacked, and his body was red and swollen in many places, and even the ribs were a little purple.
"This big guy..."Xiang Chen took a light breath and said secretly, "What a perverted physical fitness." ”
He clearly didn't feel any true qi from this person, which showed that he was not a martial artist! The symbol of this dojo can be faintly seen on the broken clothes on Dahan's body, and he only defends and does not attack, so it seems that he should be accompanied by a warrior named Ah Ren on the opposite side.
Sparring, such a profession is very painful, and it is specially used to practice for dojo members. Generally speaking, the strength of the sparring is generally higher than the other party, or at least not weaker than the other party, in order to be able to support it.
It was the first time Xiang Chen had seen that a non-martial artist was a martial artist as a companion, not to mention that the other party was still a three-star martial artist!
Ah Ren leaped into the air, and once again spun sideways like a spinning top in the sky. Xiang Chen shook his head for a while, flashy! If this is a real battle, the other party will stab him with a knife, and it will not take much effort, and this warrior named Ah Ren will debone himself by himself.
After spinning more than a dozen times, Ah Ren's feet tensed, and the entire front leg bone was thrown towards the big man's neck like a steel whip.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, Xiang Chen's heart was shocked, this leg was full of strength, and with the full force of the three-star martial artist, it was no problem to kick the big man's neck, and it was not strange to even kick his head to fly Xiang Chen.
The big man's heavy body flew off the ground under this foot, and he fell out of the ring, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Hahaha! Refreshing! The sparring partner of this dojo is cool!! It's not like those old oilers in other places, they can't dodge at all! ”
"Haha, Ah Ren, good legs! Let's go, drink and go! ”
"Let's go!"
……
A group of people left the dojo noisily, leaving only Xiang Chen and Dahan.
"This is the fate of the weak, they have no strength, and they can only be beaten to death."
Xiang Chen sighed a little at the fate of the Great Khan, but this is the world of martial arts, the weak eat the strong.
Shaking his head, he turned to leave. A groan behind him stopped him.
"It hurts me... Hehe, this trick is really useful... Otherwise, these annoying guys will have to go on and on! Well! Next time I'm going to pretend to be a little more like it! Hehe, it's finally over, and it's time to eat again! ”
Xiang Chen turned his head in disbelief, his eyes widened, and he looked at the big man who sat up from the ground in the audience, constantly rubbing his neck and making a clicking sound.
What the is this, what the is this?