Chapter Seventy-Eight: It's too late to learn whenever you want

Of course, Xu Hao's 86 is still not a high score, but he is Xu Hao! How can it not be surprising that a man who has been doing math for three years in high school has almost only done multiple-choice questions, but this time when most of his classmates did not get the desired score, he suddenly approached the passing line.

"Could it be that Wu Bin taught them what counterattack experience?"

"Counterattack Treasure Book? Eighteen palms of the drop? ”

"How do I know this, anyway, the biggest thing that the two who have the most score rise this time have in common is that they both have a good relationship with Wu Bin."

"It's amazing...... I'll buy two packs of spicy noodles and ask, will we go together? ”

"I'm not...... Well, count me in. ”

Before the college entrance examination, no student will be willing to give up any method that has the potential to improve their score a little.

……

Xu Hao walked down with the roll and went around next to Wu Bin, and in his excitement, he originally wanted to high-five him, but thinking about the fact that he was doing this kind of thing in this mournful atmosphere, he hated him instead, so he patted Wu Bin on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

And Wu Bin also nodded at him and gave him a thumbs up.

Wu Bin knew that Xu Hao was also very excited after borrowing Wu Bin's notebook, especially when he saw a few funny news in the dormitory several times and wanted to share it with him and Gu Fan, but found that they were all reading books and doing questions.

After Xu Hao sat down, the eyes of the class focused on Wang Qi, because everyone knew that he was also one of the sworn friends with Wu Bin, if Wang Qi's score also improved, then they could really worship Wu Bin as the god of the college entrance examination.

Wang Qi, who became the focus of the class for the first time when reporting the scores, obviously seemed a little flustered, and then silently buried his head lower.

“77……”

“65……”

“53……”

As the score gets lower and lower, there are fewer and fewer people who pay attention to Wang Qi, and it is estimated that all he thinks in his heart is 'It seems that you can't counterattack as long as you are friends with Wu Bin.' ’

"Wang Qi, 34 points, come up and get the papers."

When reporting Wang Qi's score, Liu Yushan's voice was particularly disappointed, as if Wang Qi was originally a high-scoring player.

And Wang Qi was unprecedentedly uncomfortable when he took the stage to take the paper this time.

Because although he usually appears in these lowest players, no one will pay attention to him, and when he reports his Wang Qi score, the other students have already buried their heads in analyzing their papers, who will notice him, he just needs to walk up to the podium and take the papers casually, and then turn around in a chic manner.

But this time, several of his friends have made great progress in their grades, but he still stays where he is, and the eyes that gradually moved away from him when he just reported the scores seemed to be silent ridicule and ridicule, making him feel that every step towards the podium was like a man's back.

Liu Yushan also saw that Wang Qi's mental state was very bad at this time, so he didn't say a word, just silently handed him the volume, and encouraged: "Come on, as long as you want to learn, it's never too late to start." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, teacher. Wang Qi took the scroll and slowly walked back to his place, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was holding back tears.

Pei Jiamin looked at Wang Qi's appearance and couldn't help but be a little worried, after all, they were now friends who could chat together and exchange snacks for food.

"Knock" "Knock"

And just when Pei Jiamin was thinking about saying something to Wang Qi later, she suddenly heard the sound of her desk being knocked.

Turning his head, he saw that Wu Bin was naturally knocking.

"What's wrong?" Pei Jiamin asked.

"This note, please help me pass it to Wang Qi."

After Wu Bin finished speaking, he handed a piece of paper folded into a sword to Pei Jiamin.

"Oh, good." Pei Jiamin took the note, and continued to trouble her to pass it to the next group at the same table.

"Wu Bin passed it on to you."

Soon, the sword-shaped note came to Wang Qi's desktop.

Wang Qi, who received the note, glanced at Wu Bin, and Wu Bin gave him a smile back.

Wang Qi lowered his head and opened the note.

[I can take you with diamonds, what does it mean to pass the exam? ] 】

Underneath, there is a sentence written in another font.

[This time I'll help you play assist, a steady batch, Demacia! ] 】

Wang Qi laughed after reading it, although there were tears in the laughter, he could still see that his mood had recovered a lot.

"Hey, what did you write in the note?" After seeing Wang Qi smile as soon as he saw him, Pei Jiamin knocked on Wu Bin's table and asked.

"Wrote a poem." Wu Bin said with a smile.

"You're just perfunctory to me, huh." Pei Jiamin glanced at Wu Bin and said, "In addition, congratulations on getting the first place in the math exam this time, it's super amazing." ”

After saying this, Wu Bin laughed wildly in his heart, more than two months of hard work! Finally, the former king admitted that I was awesome.

So Wu Bin immediately smiled and said to Pei Jiamin what he had been holding back for a long time.

"Thank you, next time you have a question you don't understand, you can also discuss it with me."