Urban Supreme System

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Seeing Yang Ning's expression, the little fat man guessed that someone was going to be out of luck. He might be worried before switching to it. But since he knew that Yang Ning is a rich second generation, and he has money at home, he doesn't think there is no black and white. Background.

"This…"

While Yang Ning had dinner with the little fat man, in the teacher's office, Mr. Monday had a wonderful face. Looking at the two answer sheets in front of him, he was really incredible.

Language 140?

Foreign language 147 points?

I will not mention the language for the time being. Old Zhou is very clear. In fact, Yang Ning’s foreign language should be calculated based on full marks, except that Chen Xi deducted three points in the final composition. There is no lack of personal emotion in it.

In previous college entrance examinations, there are very few foreign language full marks. The key lies in the composition. Almost all the rewriting teachers dare not give full marks, even if they are better than the model.

As for the Chinese language, it was somewhat beyond Lao Zhou's expectations. This is simply the score of the national liberal arts champion!

Taking a deep breath, Old Zhou muttered: "It's really correct to take this simulation test, and the headmaster can also have an explanation."

This time I proposed to take another mock test, and Lao Zhou also put a lot of pressure on him. After all, he proposed it. Even if other teachers don’t say anything, they will always have opinions in their hearts. Workload.

"It's up to Mr. Liu's math in the afternoon." Lao Zhou's mouth twitched an arc: "However, according to Mr. Liu's evaluation of him, the score must not be low, or even... Will there be full marks?"

Thinking of this, Lao Zhou rubbed his hands and changed to other times, he did not dare to have this idea, but he could face a demon with a language that can test 140, and the foreign language is almost full score, even if it has been taught for more than 20 years The old week of the book can't help but get excited.

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"Is it clear?"

At the same time, Wang Zhizhuan also talked to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu's face was so embarrassing that Wang Zhizhuan was quite impatient: "Speak quickly!"

"I'm not sure, you don't take it seriously." Mo Yu hesitated and said: "I heard that his foreign language was supposed to be full marks, but Chen Meili deducted a few points in the composition."

Full marks?

Wang Zhizhuan's face became very ugly, his eyes widened greatly, and his heart was even more shocked!

"Continue!" Wang Zhizhuan gritted his teeth, is it perfect? How else to play? In the subject of foreign languages ​​alone, is it necessary to be opened more than 20 minutes?

"Language...Language...The specifics are unclear, but Lao Li highly praised him..."

Mo Yu swallowed hard: "I heard that the composition of the **** was written in classical Chinese."

"What!" Wang Zhizhuan showed an incredible look: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure." Mo Yu saw Wang Zhizhuan's almost violent run, and also a little uneasy.

"Damn, waste!"

Wang Zhizhuan snarled at Mo Yu, and then crouched on the ground, unbelievable in his eyes: "Eight hundred-character classics, even a partial question can get forty cents. I don’t believe that his basic question will be too big. He should have at least one hundred thirty-five points in the mock test of this language?"

"Isn't it?" Mo Yu was also shocked. This score is not many people in the previous college entrance examinations of Nanhu No. 3 Middle School. In Nanhu City, the language reached this score, which is definitely a single-level champion.

"The ghost knows!" Wang Zhizhuan was angry, and he was very irritable. There was a sigh of anger in his heart to vent, and the ghost made the gods say: "Is there smoke?"

"No."

Seeing Wang Zhizhuan's angry expression, Mo Yu shuddered: "I'll buy it, immediately!" After running, he ran away, fearing that Wang Zhizhuan would be an angry pump.

"Your surname Yang, you must not die!" Wang Zhizhong kept roaring: "Wait, I won't lose, I won't!"

After eating, the little fat man went back to the classroom and went to bed. Yang Ning found a cool place on the campus to read a book. He waited until the music on the campus sounded before returning to the classroom.

Teacher Liu, who taught mathematics, was sitting on the podium, holding a thick stack of papers in his hand. When he saw Yang Ning coming in, he smiled and said, "Yang Ning, don’t hide this time, I can hear that your language and foreign language I have done a very good test. My subject can't be balanced."

Wang Zhizhuan was also in the classroom. Hearing this, his mouth twitched.

It seems that the information that Mo Yu heard was not groundless.

"Okay, Teacher Liu." Yang Ning nodded with a smile.

As time went by one minute and one second, there were more and more people in the classroom. Even Lao Zhou moved a stool to sit in the back door.

"What's wrong with me? Is it anxious?" Wang Zhizhuan was upset. He wanted to smoke and frowned. "I just smoked a few cigarettes, and I became addicted so quickly?"

I looked at my watch and there were still ten minutes before the exam. Wang Zhizhuan got up and passed by Lao Zhou and said: "Mr. Zhou, I have a stomachache and go to the toilet."

"Go back quickly, don't delay the exam." Lao Zhou nodded.

Wang Zhizhuan quickly ran to the toilet, then smoked and ignited, and took a few sips. Not only did his irritability not alleviate, but there was a tendency to spread.

"Isn't it that I am afraid?" Wang Zhizhuan thought absurdly. In the face of Yang Ning's proud Chinese and foreign language achievements, he raised a regret for the first time. Why do he make a bet with others?

A sound of water flushing into the toilet interrupted his thoughts, and the toilet door was pushed open.

"Eh, it's you, who is smoking alone?" It was Xu Bo who glanced at the smoke in Wang Zhizhuan's hand and suddenly smiled: "Come on, smoke me, my smoke is good."

With that said, he took a cigarette out of his pocket. Wang Zhizhuan didn't want to smoke anymore, but he was worried that Xu Bo felt he didn't give face and had to take it.

After taking two bites, Wang Zhizhuan found that his irritability had eased a lot, and was a little surprised: "Yes, this smoke is good, what brand, where did you buy it?"

"Smuggled in from abroad, not sold in the market, I also got help from acquaintances, so I got so few bags." Xu Bo said with a smile.

When he heard that it was smuggling goods, Wang Zhizhuan was worried. The smoke was really good. He felt a few breaths and the whole person became refreshed: "Unfortunately, this smoke is really good."

"Of course, this is a high-end product. Do you think it is the domestic cigarettes in the smoke cabinet on the street?"

Xu Bo said with disdain: "If it were not for policy, these foreign cigarettes would not enter our country, or those tobacco companies would have to close down one by one."

"This is true." Wang Zhizhuan thought deeply.

"Do you like this one too?"

"Of course I like it, not to mention, I was refreshed and refreshed. I was originally quite irritable. It didn't take a few mouthfuls. The whole person was comfortable." Wang Zhizhuan nodded.

"Yes, I'll give you away. There is not much left. Save a little. I'll ask my friend to get a few in a few days." Xu Bo took the cigarette case from his pocket and threw it to Wang Zhizhuan.

Wang Zhizhuan was shocked first, then happy, and quickly reached out to catch it.

This is a dark blue cigarette case. The text of the cigarette case is a bit like German, but Wang Zhizhuan is not sure.

Secretly opening the lid and looking at the half pack inside, Wang Zhizhuan was both surprised and delighted, and took this pack of cigarettes into his pocket as a treasure.

"Wait for dinner on the weekend."

Wang Zhizhuan said, and took a few more breaths. Suddenly he remembered something and hurriedly said, "Oh, that guy in my class is expected to hand in the papers in the afternoon. What if I don’t block it?"

"Pay in advance?" Xu Bo waved his hand in disapproval: "I'm too lazy to take the test. Where can he go? But when you say that, you are reminding me that I will prepare in advance."

"Yes, he is taking the three-way bus. When he arrives at Liuqiao Road, he will change to the seventy-eighth bus."

Wang Zhizhuan smiled and said: "I suggest going to Liuqiao Road to guard, he will stop him when he gets out of the car. By the way, how much do you call? Just hang it."

"Very good advice. I will take someone to control him, and then put on a sack to make you angry."