Urban Supreme System

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"Relax, people aren't dead, lying for at most two days, this injury is nothing." Xu Bo flicked the cigarette butt: "Speak, what are you looking for me for?"

"Will he be okay? What if the school knows what to do?"

Not to mention Wang Zhizhuan, even Mo Yu was frightened. He didn’t expect Wang Zhizhuan, who looked like a gentle man on weekdays, to be so ruthless when he started, he just said that he was crazy. .

"I can't die, I know it, and it's not the first time. It's really an accident. Rest assured, I will carry it for you."

Xu Bo didn't say it was okay, when he said Wang Zhizhuan was even more afraid, are you carrying it? Carrying a crime? Could it stab the police station? This guy will call the police and let the police come to school to catch people?

"Relax, it's okay." Looking at Wang Zhizhuan's loss, Xu Bo patted him on the shoulder.

But Wang Zhizhuan still looks like that, Xu Bo suddenly broke up, and slaps Fan Zhizhuan in a slap: "Grass, Lao Tzu said nothing is fine, don't you believe it?"

Covering his mouth, Wang Zhizhuan was not angry or frightened, but was at a loss: "Is it really okay?"

"It's okay."

"It's okay."

This slap cleared Wang Zhizhuan's fan, and even if it was an accident, he was helped by his lad. As long as there was no human life, it really happened, and it was a big deal.

Wang Zhizhuan's hidden power also came up, which made Xu Bo look very satisfied: "Speak, what are you looking for me?"

"It's the guy in my class who offended you in the morning. I know where he is going from school. You can block him on the road in advance." Wang Zhizhuan's eyes spouted with anger.

"You have a grudge against him?" Xu Bo took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Zhizhuan.

"Hate!"

Like this thing before he did not stick, maybe it was stimulated by the blood on the ground, and he took the cigarette without thinking.

After taking a few bites, Wang Zhizhuan coughed several times, and Xu Bo said: "Since there is hatred, it is not easy. After school, we will block it with us." After that, he pointed to the person who passed out on the ground: " Just like this, don’t you want to do it yourself?"

Wang Zhizhuan swallowed his saliva, his eyes narrowed, and nodded, "Think!"

"Okay, after school in the afternoon, I will wait for you at the door of the school. There is a white van parked outside. Since you know his way home, we will arrange it in advance and find a suitable place to start. After all, we will start outside the school. Swaggered."

Wang Zhizhuan agreed with Xu Bo before leaving the toilet. Looking at the back of him and Mo Yu leaving, Xu Bo's mouth evoked a meaningful arc.

After returning, Mo Yu shrugged his head and sat on the seat. The afterglow of his eyes occasionally glanced at Wang Zhizhuan, panicked.

As for Wang Zhizhuan, he was a little excited. He was supposed to sit on a chair and read the review materials, but walked around the podium abnormally.

Nowadays, everyone is busy and no one is in charge of Wang Zhizhuan’s abnormal behavior. Mo Yu is not surprising. After all, he has such a ruthless hand under the toilet, and he has seen blood, and it is normal to be hyperactive. This way of decompression is good. Even he wanted to try it.

Soon, the first mock test began.

In fact, Yang Ning didn't see much of the review materials in Chinese. He just read the poems and songs in the textbook and remembered them in his mind. Then he read "New Classical Chinese Works".

With the ability to remember, I easily cut the high scores of the text section of the test paper. As for the pronunciation and error recognition questions, you don’t need to rely on Mongolian. You should write whatever you want. After all, this test is in the mother tongue. , Not a divine book.

The theme of the composition of this mock test is "Autumn". Yang Ning used the harvest as an entry point, and described the feelings of the ten-year cold window and the title of the gold list.

In this discussion, Yang Ning adopted the classical Chinese text format, relying on the understanding of "New Classical Chinese Text", this 800-word article looks exactly the same.

In just one hour, Yang Ning finished the examination papers, which also included the time he spent checking and revising. The moment he got up and handed in the papers, he immediately became the focus of the class.

"It's fierce enough, even the old Zhou's proctors dare to submit the papers in advance."

"Bacheng hasn't finished writing, it might as well lie on the table and sleep."

"Neuropathy, do you want to be scolded by Lao Zhou?"

"I don't know Lao Li's exam in the back, this language is his class!"

"Lao Li's face was so angry that he had a good show."

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Everyone thought about it, especially seeing Lao Li picking up Yang Ning's exam papers anxiously, waiting to read jokes.

Language is different from other subjects. Due to the 800-word composition, it is basically difficult to complete these massive test questions in an hour.

So the only explanation is that Yang Ning didn't finish the exam, maybe even wrote a name and submitted it in advance.

"This is also fighting me, too much to look at him." Wang Zhizhuan sneered again and again: "Make you crazy, your mother didn't know you after school in the afternoon!"

Originally, I was waiting to see Lao Li's angry appearance, but in fact many people were disappointed because the anger on Lao Li's face disappeared and became very serious. He even forgot his identity as a proctor and sat directly On Yang Ning's chair, he began to read the test paper.

This scene made Wang Zhizhuan's heart chuckle: "Could it be..."

There are many people who have this idea. They don’t think that a blank or graffiti test paper can make the teacher in the class take it so seriously.

The only possibility is that Yang Ning's test paper has a certain amount of gold, so Lao Li is patient and even fully invested.

"Fuck! Really hell! This bastard!" Wang Zhizhuan became uneasy when he saw Lao Zhou coming down and whispering with Lao Li.

"Is my language inferior to him? This first subject will be scored?"

Wang Zhizhuan sweated with palms, his language has not been good, the best score in the mock test was only 113 points, usually hovering around 105 points, like this score, not to mention the age, it is also ordinary in the class.

If the score on Yang Ning's test paper is only at this level, Lao Li put away the test paper at most, and will not stare at the answer sheet with a serious face, and also take out a red pen for scoring.

The only possibility is that this test paper has attracted considerable attention from Lao Li!

What a plane!

Wang Zhi concentrated his head on roaring, is Yang Ning's language also very strong, will take a lot of points, in the first subject will have to make a difference with him?

Not convinced!

"Cough... cough... Obey the discipline of the examination room, don't look around." It may be that many people turned their heads or looked sideways, and Chow coughed.

In fact, Wang Zhizhuan was quite uncomfortable. Looking at Lao Li's expression, he could read a taste of gratification, which made him quite bottomless.

Lao Li is an old meritorious deed of Nanhu No. 3 Middle School. Now he is almost 60 years old. He has devoted himself to Nanhu No. 3 Middle School for nearly 40 years.

Such old people with countless experiences, even uncharacteristically, can even throw away their status as a proctor in order to correct the examination papers. In Wang Zhizhuan's view, this time Yang Ning's language scores may not be lower than one One hundred and twenty!

"Does this have to be pulled apart by more than 10?" Wang Zhizhuan gritted his teeth, clutching the right hand of the pen, and his palms were sweating.

Yang Ning, who left the classroom, went directly to the basketball court. Instead of playing, there was a lotus pond on the side of the court. There was a large pavilion in the middle of the pool. In the evening, many senior three students like to read books in the pavilion.

Yang Ning had already received the review materials in the [warehouse], no one was in the playground at the moment, found a clean place to sit down, and got a copy of the biological review materials from the [warehouse].

For the subject of biology, Yang Ning did not plan to spend too much time, reading the textbooks and then reviewing the review materials. It is almost the same as the history, politics, and geography of the liberal arts.

Such mental work as rote memorization, for Yang Ning who never forgets it, is just the meat on the cutting board.