"Xiao Yuan, two bags of things, a total of 167.8, auntie will make it up for you, this is 170, you dot it~"

In front of the scrap toll station, Aunt He, who was dressed in a red sweater, crackled a few times on the computer and handed over a line of numbers.

"Well, that's right."

[Plastic bottle 6 cents a pound, carton 4 cents ......]

While agreeing, Yiyuan quickly calculated in his heart, and finally came to the same conclusion.

"Thank you, Aunt He, that's right."

After counting the loose tickets again, and after confirming that they were correct, he thanked him and rode back with the little Lada.

Looking at the dirty boy, Aunt He seemed to see the radish head who fought with herself for a few cents when she was a child, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

"This hairy boy has also grown up~"

After muttering to herself, she suddenly opened her mouth and shouted:

"Hey! Xiao Yuan, come back! ”

"What's wrong, Aunt He?"

The young man who was called back looked at the fat aunt with some vigilance.

It's not going to be a reversal, I want to get back those 2 pieces of 2!

Impossible, if it goes into my pocket, there will never be any money to go out again!

Thinking of this, his eyes became sharper and sharper, and his lips moved slightly, and he was ready to fight with this aunt, so that he could experience the power of the little radish head 7 years ago!

However, Aunt He took out a large bag of feed from the package next to her.

Judging from its color, it should be a general system, and it is also of low quality.

"Xiao Yuan, your little Lada should be able to use this, give it to you.

It's a real waste of rich people now, and there are still two months of shelf life. ”

Some dazed teenagers watched Aunt He carry a large bag of feed to her tricycle, according to this amount, it should be enough for Xiao Lada to eat for more than a month.

"Purada~(^~^)"

Little Lada was very happy anyway, he knew it was his own food.

"Thank you, Aunt He~"

After hesitating for a moment, Yiyuan still took the initiative to thank him.

"Hey, thank you~ It's all from the villagers, and it's not a valuable thing, people don't want it, I'll pick it up and do it as a favor."

"Xiao Yuan, I heard that you have become the class president of the key class, you must be admitted to a good university, give us Anping Lane a fight for breath and come back!"

After speaking, Aunt He went back to the scrap yard and continued to sort out the useful waste pile.

"Good!"

In this regard, Zhao Yiyuan solemnly agreed.

Anping Lane, don't look like it's named after Anping City, but this place is a well-known urban village, a slum, and has always been looked down upon by people in other places.

They may be calculating, and they will calculate the rest of the equally poor people, but they actually have a breath in their hearts, and they want to walk on the street with their heads held high, telling everyone that the people who live here and walk out of here are also part of Anping City, not the countrymen who are looked down upon.

"Puffada~Lada! (๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧”

The emotions in Yiyuan's heart also seemed to affect the little Lada, who was a little unclear, and after standing on his shoulder, he rubbed the boy's rough cheek, and shouted with vitality!

I'm going to do my best!

Let all see, our light!

Infected by the little guy's emotions, Yiyuan smiled slightly.

"Let's go, little one, let's go home!"

"Purada~"

Under the noon sun, a man and a mouse seemed to be covered with a pale golden light.

……

Time flies, and since that sudden attack, life has become uneventful again.

Go to school, train elves, and help grandpa clean up the waste.

I heard Sister Weiwei say that there was a big man in the security station, and it was because of that gangster that he seemed to be involved in something big.

It's a pity that the gangster lost his memory and tried to use the super-energy elves to hypnotize and brainwash, but he couldn't get any useful information, but instead completely turned him into a vegetative state.

This also leads to the fact that the behind-the-scenes instructions for buying the murder cannot be investigated at all, and I have to say that this is a pity.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, the only one who had a conflict was Zhou Yuan, a second-year teenager, who also doubted it.

But after a few interviews, he didn't find anything, and the second middle school boy seemed to be completely unaware, but he was inspired to fight, regarded him as a strong rival, and came over to say some middle two lines in three days.

In addition, the friction with Zhou Yuan is indeed the category between peers in school, so deep down I don't think it will be caused by these things.

In the end, Zhao Yiyuan also left it behind, after all, after that incident, it had been calm for a long time.

Now the most important thing is to deal with the monthly exam, the month passes quickly, and the school will also re-rank and divide the classes according to the monthly exam.

This is a big deal for any student!

Especially the bottom few of the class, a few days before the monthly exam, they were even more crazy to practice, in vain trying to temporarily hug the Buddha's feet like the test theory, but unfortunately the elf is not a machine for brushing questions, in Zhao Yiyuan's view, what they do is useless.

On Monday, after the flag-raising ceremony, the first and second years of high school went back to class, and the 105 reserve trainers of the third year of the elf department were all left in the open space.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a month's time is fleeting, and the time has come to verify your achievements.

Each class teacher should lead their students to the corresponding assessment venue. ”

In front of the rostrum under a clear sky, President Liu did not give a long speech this time, and after speaking simply and clearly, he also set off for the training venue.

After investing so many resources in this senior year of high school, he is finally about to achieve initial results, which is related to his career prospects in the second half of his life, and he must be concerned.

"Come with me!"

"Second shift over here."

"Class 3, all here!"

Under the call of their respective teachers, the original team of people was quickly divided into three distinct teams.

Some people drooped and scared, and the nervousness was visible to the naked eye.

But there are also those who are excited, excited, and can't wait.

After all, the top 25 results in this monthly exam are rewarded with good things, in other words, if you perform well this time, you can not only enter the first class, but also get an extra reward.

"Is the news you said to be true?"

"As long as you enter a class, even at the end of the class, there will be a reward of 500 alliance coins!"

"It should be true, the school is really bleeding this time."

"The twenty-fifth has so much money, so how much should the first one have!"

……

Although there were teachers leading the team along the way, the whispers in the team never stopped.

These are all players who consciously have the strength to compete for a place in the first class, and I have to admit that theory and practice are still different.

At the beginning, the first class was ranked in the top twenty-five according to the elven scientific examination results, but if you want to become a powerful elven trainer, theory is important, but you must also be rooted in the elves you own.

To put it bluntly, with the conditions of the third high school, if a student can get a quasi-god cub by virtue of his family background, no, even if it is the third family, he can be carried into the first class.

After all, those who can get this kind of initial elf don't need to be fed with the school's meager resources at all, and they can grow very well.