The foreign language that Liu Zimo chose to study when he was a student was also English, but he had never seen or thought that there would be Chinese middle school students writing foreign language test papers in such standard classical English, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that Liu Zimo didn't answer him for a long time, Zhang Chujiu waited for a while and asked again cautiously. "Teacher, um, can I get out of school?"

Liu Zimo came back to his senses and lifted the foreign language paper without saying a word, and then looked at Zhang Chujiu's language and history test papers, and saw that the font was a line of calligraphy, and the strokes were clear with an elegant, dusty wind, which could be called art, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

She is a university graduate majoring in Chinese language education, so she naturally has a little vision, and recognizes that Zhang Chujiu wrote the thin gold body invented by Emperor Huizong, who was famous for his reverence and calligraphy and painting achievements in the ancient Song Dynasty in China, and her skills are quite profound, and she finally looked up at Zhang Chujiu and said, "Your name is Zhang Chujiu, right?"

"Hmm. Zhang Chujiu replied with a smile.

"From that place to transfer to Haida High School?" Liu Zimo asked again.

"Jingnan County No. 1 Middle School," Zhang Chujiu replied with a dry smile, "in the Zaoyang area." ”

"Jingnan," Liu Zimo thought for a moment, "I heard that the son of Professor Zhang Guangyao, the head of the Department of Marine Biological Engineering of Haida University, transferred from his hometown Zaoyang City to our Haida High School, can't it be you?"

"It's me, it's me, teacher, do you know my dad?" Zhang Chujiu blurted out and asked rhetorically.

Liu Zimo shook his head with a strange expression and said, "It's not an honor."

However, Professor Zhang is the academic star of Haida and the youngest department head, many people have admired the name for a long time, if he didn't deliberately keep a low profile in the matter of your transfer, I'm afraid many teachers are willing to take care of you.

Well, since you are the son of Professor Zhang, you must be very good at learning genes, no wonder Pi Cheng is like this, and his grades are not bad.

By the way, I didn't read the papers of mathematics, science, and chemistry in the morning, how many points can you usually score?"

"My exams are usually deducted points for subjective questions such as Chinese homework and reading comprehension," Zhang Chujiu said in a deliberately proud tone: "Everything else is a full score." ”

Originally, when he heard the student say this kind of thing, the teacher should be very relieved to feel that he had picked up the treasure, but Liu Zimo didn't know what to think of when he heard the words, not only did he not continue to praise Zhang Chujiu, but frowned and said: "Although students' academic performance is important, what is more important is the good qualities of respecting teachers, loving classmates, and consciously abiding by classroom discipline."

What's more, the homework in junior high school is very simple, and a lot of knowledge can be mastered by rote memorization, and it is not surprising that you will get a full score if you work hard, and there is nothing to be proud of, understand?"

"I see, teacher. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and in the face of Liu Zimo's moodiness, Zhang Chujiu could only nod and admit his mistake.

Seeing his honest appearance, Liu Zimo didn't want to continue to teach for no reason, and waved his hand expressionlessly: "Okay, since you have handed in the papers, you can leave school."

Remember to follow classroom discipline well in the future. ”

"Yes. Zhang Chujiu finally responded, strode out of the classroom, walked out of the school gate, avoided no one, took out a balance bike from the 'Sansheng Ding', and galloped all the way to the 3rd floor of the Splendid Plaza in the center of Jiaoao, a Japanese restaurant named 'Junzi'.

I chose the partition by the window and sat down.

He first ordered a tea and 2 extra-large portions of sashimi, shrimp, and crab meat combined Osaka box sushi, and waited for his best friend to come and meet while looking at his phone.

The people of Osaka are the only rude outliers among the Nichimaru Kuniwa people who worship smallness and refinement, with a kind of regional pride.

Even the box of sushi, which comes with its local specialty, is different from the delicate, small kneading sushi that is made and eaten by diners and other chefs in other parts of Himaru, and the seasoned rice is placed in a wooden frame, on which fresh seafood is placed, compacted with a mold, the border is removed, and the cut is made, and you can make it as big as you want.

Zhang Chu's extra-large box of sushi at nine o'clock used up 2 kilograms of rice and 1 kilogram of seafood, enough for 3 or 4 pot-bellied men to eat, and the two servings were full.

The appetizing slightly sour vinegar taste, the half-cool but not hot, the rice with clear grains but sticking together, and the pink sashimi and shrimp and crab tender meat in the white are delicious.

Zhang Chujiu sniffed the lingering aroma on the end of his nose, swallowed his saliva, and said to the waiter wearing a Japanese-style short shirt with the words 'Qianjiang' written on his chest and back, "In a while, if there is a young lady who is about the same age as me and looks for a gentleman surnamed Zhang, please bring her here, thank you." Then he picked up the chopsticks and feasted on them.

After eating and drinking for a while, the black curtain of the partition was gently lifted, and Liu Yawen's head poked in.

"It's here, mosquito, sit down, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Chujiu glanced at it, and immediately beckoned to his dead friend.

Liu Yawen strolled into the partition, took a seat opposite Zhang Chujiu, looked at the messy desktop, and asked with wide eyes, "How much have you eaten, Chujiu?"

"I'm just about to finish two extra-large portions of box sushi with comprehensive flavors," Zhang Chujiu said, "I feel like I can have two more." ”

"Are you a pig, Junko's 1 extra-large box of sushi weighs 3 males..."Liu Yawen was taken aback at first, and then suddenly said: "Ah, by the way, you are now an extraordinary life, and because of the evolution of practicing mythological martial arts, it is appropriate to become able to eat." ”

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of Zhang Chujiu's 'deception' again, and suddenly got up and twisted the ears of her dead friend, "Hey, my temper, I can't help but be angry when I think you have evolved into a transcendent life and hid it from me for so long." ”

"It's not that I'm hiding it, it's that I didn't find the right time to tell you," Zhang Chujiu defended with a bitter face: "It's not that you don't know my character, and what you don't like the most is Zhang Yang."

In fact, my father and mother don't know that I am an extraordinary life now. ”

"What?" Liu Yawen was stunned for a moment, and said with wide eyes.

"I said that my parents didn't know that I was a transcendent being. Zhang Chujiu pouted and said: "My father is a university professor, and my mother is a magazine editor, both of whom are in the literati hexagram, and they have nothing to do with mythological martial arts and extraordinary strength.

I couldn't really find a chance to talk to them about it. ”

"What kind of opportunity do you need to look for," Liu Yawen said with an incredulous face: "Just say it directly." ”

Zhang Chujiu said: "Then I went home tonight, collapsed on the sofa, and said to my father and mother, 'Dad, mother, tell you a happy event, your son has evolved into a transcendent through practicing mythological martial arts', isn't this a neurosis." ”

"Ah, your character, it's really awkward to me. Liu Yawen frowned, sat down again, shook her head, pressed the call bell at the table, called the waiter, ordered 3 more oversized comprehensive box sushi for Zhang Chujiu, and ordered sashimi and udon noodles for herself.