Chapter 48: The Great Battle of the Examination

Teaching Building A. Classroom.

Looking at Zheng Shuanglong, who didn't know why he lay down as soon as he arrived at class, Lihua Juan, who was a little worried about Zheng Shuanglong, said softly: "Zheng, the exam is coming soon, please be serious." ”

Zheng Shuanglong yawned and said sleepily: "Play, let me rest a little, I practiced until five o'clock in the morning yesterday, as for the exam, rest assured, there is no problem for me at all." ”

As a five-good citizen who knows that every inch of time is worth every inch, how could Zheng Shuanglong not cherish every minute and every second of time. After all, Zheng Shuanglong has to learn more than just cooking.

Hypnosis, empty-handed fighting skills, judo, sanda, cold weapons, mastering firearms, mastering drugs, configuring guitar playing, arranging, drawing, drawing, computers, etc., there are too many projects waiting for Zheng Shuanglong to learn. These Lihua performances know that Zheng Shuanglong's efforts, and Lihua performances also see their eyesight.

However, with Zheng Shuanglong's listless appearance, it is really difficult for Lihua to feel at ease. Learning is learning, and it is too exaggerated to make the spirit look like this.

"Well, then, please work the exam." Looking at the sleepy-eyed Zheng Shuanglong, Lihua played a soft voice and reached out to touch Zheng Shuanglong's head.

"The results are definitely better than yours, play." Zheng Shuanglong, who squinted his eyes and enjoyed the gentleness of Lihua's play, said with a smile. Zheng Shuanglong believes that he has his own foundation, coupled with the existence of lucky protection, he will definitely be able to do better than Xiao Gong, and Zheng Shuanglong still vaguely remembers that in this exam, everyone in the SSS group seems to have done something.

Well, although a considerable number of people were sent away by themselves, for example, Hinata Otono Yusa, etc., but, with the IQ of the group of stupid people in the SSS group, they should also be able to take action.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of the convenience provided to them by Zheng Shuanglong in the concert, you know, it was Lihua's room, and Zheng Shuanglong hadn't been to Lihua's room yet.

"Really?" Lihua looked at Zheng Shuanglong and asked seriously.

"Really." Zheng Shuanglong nodded in affirmation.

Lihua, who was sure that Zheng Shuanglong was not joking, had a sense of crisis. Immediately turned his head, read the book seriously and began to take notes.

The student president must be the best student in the school, although he does not have any attachment to the identity of the student president, but in order to be able to send other souls with unfortunate lives out of this world, so that they can let go of their burdens and start a new life. The identity of the student president is still needed.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to be compared to Zheng Shuanglong, Lihua plays, come on!

looked at Lihua who was studying seriously, and Zheng Shuanglong fell down again with a warm smile on his face.

Although it is a recess, there are still two classes before the morning class ends, so in that case, let's take a good rest. After all, rest is for a better climb. If you want to stand on a high place and see a better scenery, you can't rest without taking a break.

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Unconsciously, the morning class was over, Lihua put away his notes, turned around and gently pushed Zheng Shuanglong, who was still asleep, and said softly: "Zheng, class is over, get up, mapo tofu." ”

"Oh, let's go! Head to the cafeteria. Zheng Shuanglong, who was pushed awake, slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was looking at his Lihua performance expectantly. This made Zheng Shuanglong feel very happy.

So, Zheng Shuanglong, who stretched his waist and stretched his muscles, took Lihua's little hand and prepared to go to the cafeteria.

Mapo tofu, there is no problem at all, and I still have a lot of mapo tofu rolls in my hands from the big canteen. There is absolutely no problem with having a small play.

It's a pity that Zheng Shuanglong seems to have misunderstood this time, and Lihua, who was held by Zheng Shuanglong's little hand, didn't move.

Zheng Shuanglong, who found that something was wrong, turned his head to look at Lihua Song's petite and cute figure, and said puzzledly: "Hey, Xiao Song, isn't this mapo tofu from the cafeteria, but the ...... I made?"

"Hmmm! Mapo tofu made by Zheng. Hearing Zheng Shuanglong's doubts, Lihua nodded heavily.

I have tasted the mapo tofu made by Zheng Shuanglong, which is more than the mapo tofu provided in the college cafeteria, but I am looking forward to it, I like it very much, if I can, I will eat it again, no, I definitely don't mind a thousand times again.

"So, Cooking Department, let's go!" Looking at the very, very cute Lihua Song who looked forward to being fed like a small animal, Zheng Shuanglong couldn't help but reach out and touch the silver head of Lihua Song, and said softly.

"Hmm." Lihua nodded obediently.

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The headquarters of the battle against the angels.

When Zheng Shuanglong and Lihua walked happily to the cooking department together, Yuri Nakamura was looking at the information with a puzzled face, all kinds of information he had collected during this time.

Because there were doubts, wavering, and confusion in his heart, Yuri Nakamura decided to take the initiative and seriously observe the angel in all aspects again.

However, this report on the end of the observation did not make Nakamura Yuri's heart waver, but made Nakamura Yuri even more shaky.

Are angels really angels. Yuri Nakamura, who threw a thick copy of the observation report on the table, was puzzled again.

From those reports, from the events of some time ago, Yuri Nakamura was horrified to find that the angel didn't seem to be an angel, as if he was a real girl like us, which made Yuri Nakamura really overwhelmed.

"Although there is no expression, no emotion, and few words, but after careful observation, I always feel that something is wrong, not terrible at all, just a clumsy three-no girl."

"Obeying the rules, being able to persuade people, comforting people, and liking mapo tofu, how can there be such an angel, and, most importantly, the angel's skills turned out to be developed by herself, not given by God."

"Is that the one he wants us to know, it's really a bastard."

"If angels are not angels, then what is the meaning of the existence of the world front after death, the meaning of me, the meaning of fighting God."

"It's really the worst thing that can happen!"

Yuri Nakamura, who put his hands on his knees and buried his head in his thighs, looked lost. At this moment, Yuri Nakamura is no longer the energetic girl in front of everyone, at this moment, the pain in Yuri Nakamura's heart, the weakness of the girl is revealed. Grief and pain and the deepest powerlessness, powerlessness in the real world, powerlessness over the situation. Water is always just water, women are water, and no matter how strong a woman is, she is also water, and she can't become a mountain.

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