"Lucky thing......"

Looking at the sachet in his hand, Chen Yuan was a little hesitant, whether there was any suspicion of cheating when he brought this kind of thing into the examination room.

Of course, if he was caught, the teacher in the examination room opened the sachet in front of everyone, and when he saw the note, he showed an excited look, and then nervously opened it a little bit......

"No, you?"

"The 17-year-old and 10-point long-haired female neighbor next door gave me a lucky charm for the exam, and I had to bring it."

"Huh?"

"Forget it, teacher, you should report to the whole school to criticize me, but explain the reasons clearly, I don't want to be wronged."

"I'll give you this reward! Write your questions! ”

Thinking of that kind of picture, Chen Yuan felt regretful, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose because of sadness......

[Chen Yuan with 140 points]

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly heard a familiar voice.

turned his head sideways, only to find Tang Siwen standing in front of the school gate, eating steamed buns and reading English words.

Perhaps it was because of the sad bitter smile she had just shown, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

[Why is Chen Yuan, who has 140 points, having fun while walking]

No, is it necessary to add your prefix?

Is it so obsessed with you once?

In the future, there will be a small test in seven days and a big test in January, what should I do?

"Why are you looking at English, isn't it a math test later?"

Because he had already arrived at the school gate, at this time, the gate of No. 1 Middle School also set up a cordon in the examination room, and there was no way to get in, so he simply stayed here, like people from other schools, relying on school uniforms to get together.

"Math won't be, it's really not, and it's useless to look at it." Tang Siwen took a bite and replied calmly, "And English, if you remember it, it will become mine." ”

"Indeed."

It makes sense.

Kaowen, Chinese, and English have some people cramming in advance, but they can't do math, at most they just memorize some formulas.

After all, the characteristics of the discipline are laid out here.

But whether she is going to take the competition exam now, or the kind that goes straight home, is still memorizing English at this time, it's a bit of a dick.

Who said that we have no emperor in class eighteen?

"Do you understand all the questions given to us by the head teacher?" Tang Siwen asked.

[After adding QQ, he didn't look for me once, he should have understood everything, right]

"Basically, there is an answer after all." Chen Yuan nodded and asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

Didn't you ask me about it?

"It's okay to look at the answers, but I didn't expect to do that, and I'm not sure I can do it when I take the exam." Tang Siwen replied.

After she finished speaking, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a little floating.

This is like the conversation between Bai Yiner and the Grandmaster.

Silver second rank: It's all Caibi, I'm a shark.

Grandmaster Rank: I'm not a hero I'm good at, and I'm worried that I'll lose.

However, although Tang Siwen is modest, he is of two types with Xia Xinyu's modesty.

Xia Xinyu knows that he is strong, out of politeness, and in order to encourage the other party, he will lower his posture and appear as humble as possible.

And Tang Siwen is different, she knows that she is strong, but she still wants to be stronger.

So even if she has never been sharp in her exam scores, after all, her last score overwhelmed her, so she can keep the apprentice's heart sincere and ask for advice.

To be honest, it's better to have a character like Xinyu.

This Tang Siwen feels a little demonic, not easy to mess with.

Continuing to lower his head, after Tang Siwen finished eating a bun, there was still a small bag left in the plastic bag, thinking that Chen Yuan was his classmate after all, so he took the initiative to say politely: "Do you eat barbecued pork buns?" ”

[According to his personality, Chen Yuan is the kind of person who has a sense of proportion, and will take the initiative to distance himself from others]

[Therefore, this bun will still end up in my stomach]

"Okay."

“？” Tang Siwen raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan blankly.

The intelligent expression was completely replaced by a blank expression.

"Thank you." Chen Yuan stretched out his hand.

Tang Siwen, I really don't want you to be a bun.

But if you want to play psychological warfare like this, then I might as well be respectful.

“……”

Tang Siwen thought that the other party would be polite, just like rejecting the red envelope during the New Year, as long as she was polite, she ate the bun.

But looking at Chen Yuan's outstretched hand, she paused for a long time before taking the bun out of the plastic bag with chopsticks and putting it in the other party's hand.

Bah.

This little barbecued pork bun, he swallowed it in one bite.

And in his hand, there is only an empty plastic bag left.

"Thank you, it's delicious." After swallowing a few bites, Chen Yuan asked, "Who bought it?" ”

“…… I'm downstairs in my house. ”

Who knows who is downstairs in your house?

Also, is the impact of eating your bun so strong?

I've been imprisoned for 2.5 seconds.

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang at the school gate. Then, the loudspeaker played a notice for the candidates from each school to enter the venue in an orderly manner.

"We're not in the same exam room, so I'll go first." Feeling that the situation was a little out of control, Chen Yuan said hello and hurriedly walked away.

And after throwing the plastic bag and chopsticks into the trash by himself, Tang Siwen still didn't react too much.

Do you eat buns?

No thank you.

Well.

Bar chirp (the sound effect of swallowing buns by yourself).

According to his own understanding of Chen Yuan's character, this should be the dialogue that should appear.

But today, he did something that didn't fit his personality abnormally, and combined with the incident where he almost ate his bun last time, he came to a conclusion......

Chen Yuan, the killer of buns.

He is a bun lover who loves to eat steamed buns.

Now it's pointless to think about this kind of thing, for that barbecued pork bun, Tang Siwen only felt subtlely uncomfortable, not for any other reason, it's just ......

If you eat that bun, you reach the boundary of just being full.

And now, it always feels like a mouthful.

…………

A case in Xia Hai.

The No. 1 high school in Xiahai City and the No. 1 in Haidong Province.

As an old and strong school, for Xia Hai and even Haidong, its rule has continued to this day.

The one of the cases is the first one.

And the four sects, equivalent to the rise of the Iron Legion in recent years, several principals have pushed the four sects to new heights with iron-blooded wrists, perverted high pressure, and almost militarized management, among which Zhang Jianjun is particularly outstanding.

The rocket class eats first, and the ace class absolutely prohibits related households, and even uses the subtle style differences of school uniforms to separate the students' three, six, nine, etc., so that the four cases have the capital to wrestle with one.

Last year, there were more than four cases of thistle Huaqing, but four cases produced two champions.

Both schools are competing.

In Chen Yuan's examination room, there were several powerhouses of the four sects.

When Xia Xinyu was taking a bath at his place before, the narrator described that Xia Xinyu was wearing a white school uniform with pink trim.

You might think it's a girls' uniform.

Definitely.

The ordinary students of the four sects, of course, even if ordinary people are placed in the eleventh sect, they are second only to the eleventh sect's personal disciples (one class).

And their school uniforms are white with gray trim.

Pink edge is a unique logo that only students in the rocket class have in Xia Xinyu.

There are four such monsters.

At this time, they were chatting around a boy sitting on the seat drinking water.

The boy also talked and laughed with them, looking quite funny.

But what is unique is that the lines of the edges of his school uniform are not pink.

Of course, it's not the gray of a normal student.

It's golden.

This is the unique logo of the four science classes.

Fuck, it's so oppressive!

Zhang Jianjun, you have turned people into ghosts!

It's a blessing to think that Xinbao can still get out of the mud in such a meat grinder.

Is there a possibility that the heart treasure before entering the four sects is more pure and kind?

"What class are you in?"

Just as Chen Yuan was quietly sitting and observing other schools, a short-haired girl from No. 11 Middle School wearing a red and white school uniform came over and asked with a smile.

She looks like a very energetic and cheerful girl.

"Class eighteen." Chen Yuan replied.

"Class 18 Chen Yuan, ......" was a little surprised when he heard this, and after glancing at his exam number, he also introduced himself: "My name is Qiu Meng, from Class 3." ”

Three classes, with an average score of about 600 strong classes.

And to stand out from this kind of class, it must also be a strong class of people.

However, at present, he is still preparing to copy the ninjutsu of the man in the fourth middle school.

Although he usually forcibly follows people in the four middle schools, but at the critical moment, he must still have the four grandmasters of stud.

"In this classroom, there are basically provincial key points, and the better school is the fourth middle school and us." Qiu Meng said to Chen Yuan.

"Aang, almost."

Although he is not worthy of being proud of the fourth master, Qiu Meng is right.

The eleventh middle school is the edge level of the top 20 famous schools in the province, here, in addition to the four middle school levels, under this, it is really stronger than the eleventh middle school.

But the eleventh middle school is not the second at present, but the eleventh middle school has slightly more students, there are three people.

There is one in the second middle school and one in the experimental foreign Chinese, they are stronger, and the top ten levels in the province.

And the rest are not as good as the ordinary provincial experiments in the eleventh middle school, they can't touch the edge of the famous school, and the sense of oppression is not too strong.

"It's a little strange, why didn't the students of No. 1 Middle School see it, they attach great importance to the competition."

Faced with Qiu Meng's question, Chen Yuan guessed: "No. 1 Middle School also lives on campus, and it holds a competition in their school, so we may ...... together later."

Before Chen Yuan's words fell, the open door was pushed even wider.

The attention of the students in the classroom was immediately drawn to it.

The fourth middle school students who were chatting also paused for a short time, and looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Four students, dressed in dark green uniforms and trousers, three men and one woman, entered the classroom and looked for their seats side by side at the door of the classroom. Because of the unique color and style of the school uniform, the momentum of these four people covered them invisibly, just like the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Rite......