On the day of the midterm exams, the weather was fine.

The sun began to scorch after Labor Day, Li Dacheng's face secreted an oily shiny, he still hasn't taken off his sweater and pants, maybe when the hot summer comes, he is still wearing clothes with long sleeves.

The average life expectancy of patients with Werner's syndrome is about 30 years old, and Li Dacheng is now on the road to middle age.

"What a trouble, a midterm exam is so grand?"

Li Dacheng has actually begun his mental journey to middle age, and he is very tired of looking for a class seat according to the exam slip sent to him.

The exam room number in his hand is, No. 3 in the fourth row of the sixth class, which is the seat number of the first history exam, and when the exam is completed and the papers are handed in, the next exam room number will be issued.

And Han Yi's seat in the examination room is in the second row of the sixth row of the fifth class.

There are many people who know Han Yi, and when Han Yi entered the house, this temporary examination room was suddenly much quieter, similar to the teacher coming.

Han Yi ignored this, walked to the sixth row by himself, found the seat of No. 2 and sat down.

Coincidentally, there was a girl next to him, Han Yi knew her, she was in the top class, and Xie Fan and Zeng Rou were in the same class, and they had met twice when they were smoking, and this girl's name was Chen Zhang.

The class was still very chaotic, and the students in Class 5 who had not left were tidying up their desks.

Chen Zhang's seat is No. 3, and the owner of the table is a very small boy, with long hair, a sleepy face, and a weak voice when he speaks, but he is not polite to Chen Zhang at all.

"You sit and don't touch what's in my desk, you know?"

"Well, got it. ”

Chen Zhang nodded, and nodded with a smile when she saw Han Yi, she smiled a little shyly, just like she secretly tried to smoke with Xie Fan.

"I have a lot of things here, you can't afford to lose them, I know you, the top student, don't wait for me to come back and find that the things are gone, it's not good to look for you when the time comes!"

The boy muttered in an impatient and unfriendly tone.

"I said that you are not finished, I will sit here and leave after the exam, who cares about the things in your desk, I am not rare if you have gold bars, besides, I left after the exam, other students came to move, and you are also counted on my head?"

Chen Zhang said unceremoniously, a little impatient.

"If you study well, you are arrogant!" The boy pursed his mouth, not talking, but saw Han Yi laughing on the side, and kicked his eyes angrily, "How many do you laugh?"

"Forehead ······"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to be affected by watching from the side, but how could he be afraid of this guy?

"I'll laugh a few times!"

As soon as Han Yi answered, the whole classroom laughed, the boy's face turned blue, and he was about to pounce, but the invigilator entered the class with the paper, the boy's face turned red, and he pointed at Han Yi and whispered: "Awesome! You wait, my name is Yuan Bin, don't let me see you!"

"Okay, go to the toilet and fight to the death!"

Han Yi smiled, who wouldn't say cruel things?

Yuan Bin glared at Han Yi fiercely and left with his schoolbag.

After a while, the exam bell rang.

The first is a history test, the second is mathematics, Han Yi did not get into Chen Zhang again after changing classes, and Li Dacheng was the same, he was assigned to the second class. Han Yi is in class ten.

This mid-term exam is a thorough exam, and the school must grasp the overall learning status of students in the third year of junior high school in advance in order to achieve the admission rate, so the difficulty of this question is similar to that of the high school entrance examination.

Han Yi looked at the scroll, most of the knowledge on it was what he had learned, but the difficulty had increased, and Han Yi hated this half-baked feeling.

The paper answered seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, I don't know how many points it will have, Han Yi touched his chin, if it goes on like this, it seems that even the score line for self-funded high school is not enough?

"It seems that the last two months have focused on learning, and now in addition to opening up the big and small Zhou Tian inside, the advanced King Kong is not bad, and there is only repeated cultivation every day, smelting the length of a hundred schools, and there is no other way. ”

"And the inside to open up the big and small Zhoutian, I just started, when the third grandfather was sober, he said the details of the acupoint of the tail Lu Pass, but he didn't teach me how to get through the tail Lu and confused his mind, it seems that he can't live in school at night, and he wants to go home and toss up, grandpa said that the third grandfather is old, I don't know if until that day, I can get through the acupoint of Xiao Zhoutian, alas······"

After handing in the math test, Han Yi and Li Dacheng went to the cafeteria to eat, and then went out of school, walked a few hundred meters and found a place to smoke, Xie Fan, Chen Zhang, Zeng Rou They also came, and a group of people talked about the problems in the math exam in the smoke.

It seems that the county has a big plan to plan all the students of the primary school here, forming a key primary school with a collection of teachers to compete with the primary schools in the city.

There's always a lot of gossip circulating before things land.

Han Yi and Li Dacheng were a little out of place, he squatted on top of a cement pillar, and five or six meters away Xie Fan, Chen Zhang, Zeng Rou and two or three boys were talking and laughing.

These guys are all eugenics in the top class, and in Li Dacheng's words, the IQ on the word game is obviously distancing themselves from them.

Fortunately, the two of them did not go to Xie Fan, Chen Zhang, and Zeng Rou to get together, and the smokers gradually divided into a few circles, and the men and women with good grades were in a wave, and Han Yi and Li Dacheng were like a wave.

There is also a wave of guys who have recently become obsessed with online games, and it seems that they are discussing how to throw a gun.

This has something to do with the topic, Han Yi will never talk about it when they smoke, the two types of quadratic radicals, and the output under the root number is greater than or equal to zero, that is to say, the value of the quadratic radical is greater than or equal to zero.

Games will also not be discussed.

"Boy, it's a fucking coincidence that you're here!"

The sound attracted all the smokers, and Han Yi saw Yuan Bin walking in with his backpack, reaching into the backpack, and then taking out a throwing stick.

Yes!

A girl screamed. The crowd hula immediately gathered around.

"Convincing?" Yuan Bin shouted loudly, and the stick snapped out and made a crisp sound in the air.

Han Yi looked at him speechlessly, like an elephant's gaze falling on an ant.

Yuan Bin saw that Han Yi didn't speak, just smiled, as if sneering and mocking, the crowd surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, there were more than twenty numbers, and when he saw that Chen Zhang was also in the crowd, his blood immediately surged, his eyes emitted a fierce light, and he directly waved his arm and struck, and the stick made a sharp whistling sound, and it was pumped towards Han Yi.

"Do you really dare to fight?"

Han Yi's eyes froze for a moment, and he directly flicked his hand sleeve, and with a crisp snap, he rolled up the throwing stick, and then his fingers pulled out of Yuan Bin's hand with a strong force.

Yuan Bin felt the burning pain of his fingers rubbing the sparks, and saw that the throwing stick he bought seemed to be soft into plasticine in Han Yi's hands, and when he saw Han Yi's hands twisting on the throwing stick, he twisted it into a ball.

Let's go!

Han Yi threw away the throwing stick and rolled on the ground a few times to Yuan Bin's feet, "There is something to fight, it's best not to use fists, let alone a murder weapon like a throwing stick, let's go." ”

After Han Yi finished speaking, he led Li Dacheng away, leaving a stunned guy.

"Handsome!"

Chen Zhang looked at the throwing stick twisted into an iron ball on the ground and swallowed his saliva.

Xie Fan pouted, he knew Han Yi's kung fu, and he had also seen Han Yi kill people in Yunzhou, so he didn't care when he saw it at this time, so he made fun of Chen Zhang.

"What, whining?"

"Yes, I want to fall in love before junior high school ends, choose a man, of course, choose the most powerful, right?"

Chen Zhangzhi generously admitted that she looked at Han Yi's distant shadow, and the thoughts in her heart began to sprout.

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