Chapter 355 The sixth group actually has a sun
After Li Qingrong voted, everyone was dumbfounded.
Except for the first arrow, which went out crookedly, all the other arrows hit the mark. There’s no technique, it’s all feel.
Chai Muying suddenly became desperate. She originally wanted to participate in the competition and win a prize.
“The squad leader is too accurate, right?”
Yao Beibei came here purely for fun. After the joint entrance examination, no matter what he did, it was more interesting than studying in the classroom late at night.
She clapped her hands and said, "That's fine, maybe our class really has hope of winning the championship."
The other girls had similar thoughts. The flaw in the squad leader's throwing was so accurate that it directly deprived them of their happiness.
The boys’ reaction was exactly the opposite. The boy who had finished voting was now slapping his thighs in regret.
“Damn it, I should have been more serious!”
The boy who had not yet voted became more competitive and stopped laughing. Everyone is gearing up and ready to burn the boat.
Xie Zhihao glanced at Li Qingrong several times, and suddenly realized that the appearance of the monitor of this class had reached an astonishing level.
Eh? Is she the monitor?
Isn’t the monitor the girl named Cai Xiang? It seemed that if something happened in class, she would always run over and then run over again.
Could it be that this person in front of me is the deputy class cadre?
Liu Yang glanced at the remaining boys who had not yet voted, like Tom leaning against the wall and holding his hands in Tom and Jerry.
While shaking his head, he clicked his tongue, showing an expression of regret.
Children, there is hell ahead.
Xie Zhihao and Jiang Nian are not in the same row. At this moment, he is staring at the front. The best score for boys so far is five out of ten.
As long as six hits
Jiang Nian was in another row, and it was his turn to throw the pot next. He couldn't help but turn around and glance at Luo Yong, hesitantly.
“How about you go first?”
“No, no, no, you go first.” Luo Yong habitually refuses. No matter what he does, he likes to be in the back.
Jiang Nian said, "After I vote, you may not want to vote."
"No, you first." Luo Yong even took a step back, as if he was queuing up for an injection.
He is a typical 50-point boy, not as addicted to mobile phones as Zeng You, nor as taciturn as Luo Zhongping.
Half cheerful, half inferior.
The only expectation for the college entrance examination is to get into Nanyang University, or simply to secure a place at East China Jiaotong University. As soon as he graduates from university!
No one asked me about my four-year undergraduate degree, so I went to Shenzhen with my schoolbag on my back.
Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pressed it in front of him. Luo Yong couldn't resist and was forced to start throwing pots.
Next door, Xie Zhihao stuck his butt and made six out of ten shots.
From sweating profusely, to a full-on emoticon, [Ah, I am the happiest today].
Luo Yong looked timid, but unexpectedly he hit four of eight shots from the field, which made Xie Zhihao, who opened the champagne halfway, nervous.
However, Luo Yong dropped the ball on the ninth shot. There was a clang sound, and the arrow crooked outside the pot.
"Yes!" Xie Zhihao panted slightly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "To be honest, it's a bit of a pity."
Luo Yong smiled and said nothing, his palms became sweaty.
Jiang Nian picked up the arrow and suddenly felt that someone was staring at him. When he saw it was Li Qingrong, he quickly looked away.
He didn’t bother, he barely looked at where the mouth of the pot was.
Quickly threw ten arrows out in succession. One arrow was still flying in the air, and the second arrow had already been shot.
“Dong-dong-dong, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.
Ten arrows all fell into the pot, and the sound was clear and refreshing.
The people present fell silent instantly. Old Liu was originally talking on the phone at the door. Seeing this scene, I was speechless.
Liu Yang covered his face and didn’t even notice.
If he hadn’t held a position as a sports committee member, Jiangnian would never have come.
Xie Zhihao was so dumbfounded that he made a six-hit shot with great effort. Finally, when he turned around, he saw Jiang Young fluttering for ten consecutive times.
He couldn’t accept it and couldn’t believe his eyes.
The reaction from the girls was even more exaggerated, Yao Beibei walked over directly. Going to look up his sleeves and see if he's cheating.
"What are you doing?"
"Have you turned on the technology?" Yao Beibei didn't touch the mechanism on his sleeve, "Where are they hidden? There are a few pigeons."
"Pants" Jiang Nian said without blushing.
Yao Beibei touched her chin, "Wait until I find a boy with a round face and a beard."
Li Qingrong stood not far away, listening to the excited discussion of the two girls around him. Momo withdrew his gaze and looked away.
Lao Liu didn’t make any calls and drove back all those who failed the selection. Leave Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong to talk.
There were only three people left in the huge activity room.
“Ahem.” Old Liu coughed, looked at Jiang Nian and then at Li Qingrong, a flash of pain suddenly flashed in his eyes.
No, are you SB?
Excited about the fair! Why did they get together again!
But there is an old saying in China, what comes comes comes. Now that they have come this far, let’s encourage them to win the prize.
"This pot-throwing competition was decided by the director of the school who was engaged in educational reform experiments. He raised a large amount of funds."
"So, this ancient-style pot-throwing game has high rewards and honors. If you directly award money, you should fight for it."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.
“Teacher, do all classes need to participate?”
"Well, all classes in the senior year." Lao Liu said, and then added, "Regardless of arts and sciences, the bonus is very high."
Li Qingrong's expression was dull. Whether he heard about the honor or the bonus, he was unmoved. He just stood quietly and listened.
Jiang Nian asked again, "How many, maknae?"
Seeing the movements of someone's thumb and index finger, Lao Liu almost stopped. He asked with a sullen expression.
"Nothing! Why don't you care about honor?"
Jiang Nian scratched his head, "Okay, how much is the honor, maknae?"
Continue counting money gestures.
"Honor is priceless, you still don't understand." Lao Liu thought for a moment, "The bonus seems to be one thousand and fifty for the championship."
"Honor is indeed very important." Jiang Nian said seriously, "Teacher, I am willing to contribute my share to the class."
Lao Liu was confused, this...is this right?
"Okay, as long as you have the heart." Lao Liu was about to end the conversation, but was interrupted by Jiang Nian.
“Teacher, if we all win the championship, do you have any reward?”
Lao Liu: “.”
"Teacher, honor." Jiang Nian said insinuatingly, "I am 100% sure to win the prize, so you can rest assured."
Hearing this, Old Liu became more relaxed.
“The prizes for leading teachers are relatively ordinary, you can choose what you like. There are thermos cups, meal cards for a month, etc.”
The campus is quiet and dim, as if covered with a thin layer of sand.
Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong came out of Building D side by side and glanced at the third floor of the high school who was already studying in the second period evening class.
“Lao Liu has been talking for so long?”
Hearing this, Li Qingrong glanced at him, stopped and asked.
"Are you short of money?"
"Not really, I just want to participate." Jiang Nian turned to look at Li Qingrong, "Who gets the bonus or not?"
Li Qingrong nodded, hummed, and asked again.
"After I take it, do you want it?"
Jiang Nian suddenly looked confused. The monitor didn't have any thoughts about him, and wanted to buy off his youth with a thousand yuan.
Too greedy, Qingqing.
Youth is so precious, you have to pay extra for that kind of thing.
"That's not necessary, I'm just kidding." Jiang Nian explained, "It's not very lacking, it's almost enough."
"Yeah."
After returning to the classroom, the two of them returned to their seats.
After Jiang Nian took his seat, he started working hard on his homework. He corrected the test papers and submitted them for inspection. He was so busy that he went to the last period of evening self-study.
Seeing him stop writing, Zhang Ningzhi asked.
“I heard from Beibei that you are going to compete on behalf of the class?”
“What do you mean?” Jiang Nian looked at her.
"Nothing, just congratulations." Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes turned into crescent moons, "You have to work hard."
Zhizhi has never been stingy in giving praise and has the ability to give anything a warm emotional value.
“Then I accept your good fortune, and I’ll treat you to a scratch-off game another day.” Jiang Nian snapped his fingers, “Test your luck.”
[Winning] This ability has not been obtained yet.
First of all, we need to decipher Song Xiyun’s illness. We need to find a regular army (doctor) and use [calculation] to decipher it.
But that doesn’t stop him from drawing cakes and teasing the little girl.
If you really buy scratch-off tickets, that’s definitely not the case. That thing has a low winning rate, and some bosses will even calculate bonuses.
In other words, how much you can win is an objective rule.
【Win the Prize】No matter how good your skills are, it is impossible to get any big prizes from a stack of scratch-off tickets worth up to a hundred yuan.
And if you just win a lottery ticket, you will be immediately happy. As long as you don’t hesitate to try to win some big prizes, it is much more exciting than scratch-off games.
Not only is the bonus higher, it is also much safer.
As for why not make it bigger?
Purely because Jiang Nian is too lazy to move, if there is too much movement, he must change places to buy lottery tickets, and [winning] is refreshed every five days.
If you are not a professional lottery player, it is more comfortable to fish for small fish.
"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Humph, my luck has always been very good."
Isn't this just a date alone?
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Scratch-off! !
Actually, it’s a lottery ticket! !
Li Hua had been listening to them muttering for a long time, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He patted Jiang Nian and said with a sad expression on his face.
“Brother, you’ll be compensated for the scratch-off lottery!”
Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, “Master Li, what do you say?”
“I used to get tired of going to school, so I gave it a try.” Li Hua sighed, “I thought about winning the jackpot, I I won't go to school anymore. "
"Did you win?" Jiang Nian asked with a sincere face, "I'm a student, please give me a break."
Li Hua: "Brother, are you serious?"
School is about to end.
Tao Ran suddenly walked in from outside the classroom door, holding a stack of answer cards in his arms, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
I saw him hurried to the podium with his answer sheet in his arms, and he was still on the podium with a bang.
Raised his head and looked around the classroom.
“The scores for the Chinese language test have come out, and they have all been copied on the answer sheet. A few people are here to help distribute them.”
Almost instantly, the restless class immediately became noisy.
In Song Dandan’s words, “The scene was full of gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people.
It was quite spectacular.
Everyone suddenly became nervous at this moment. I wasn’t in a hurry to get out of school. I just sat and waited for a few people to hand out Chinese answer sheets.
Among them, one of the most anxious people in the class is undoubtedly Li Hua.
“Akaashi, Akaashi, please.” He buried his head in his Chinese book, trying to absorb his luck through cramming.
In addition, Zhang Ningzhi was also nervous.
Her five-subject score is the same as Jiang Nian’s, 514. The overall score and grade ranking are all related to the Chinese subject.
There is great terror between life and death.
Even Fairy Zhizhi couldn’t help but tighten her pants at this moment. He tightened his hands little by little and pursed his lower lip unconsciously.
“Hiss~!” Jiang Nian took a breath of air and turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, “No, why are you grabbing my legs?”
"Oh, I'm sorry." Zhizhi blushed slightly and apologized in a low voice, "I said it didn't hurt, so I thought"
The answer sheets were handed out, three of them.
Li Hua 508, when he got the Chinese answer sheet. He suddenly covered the score with his hand, and then opened the lottery bit by bit like a gambler.
“1, 1, must start with 1!”
I moved my hand away, and it really started with 1.
Li Hua suddenly smiled and continued to make wishes.
“2, 2, 2!”
Then, after moving your hand away, the second number is 0. Li Hua almost fainted from looking at him, and everyone was scared to death.
508 plus one hundred and ten, no matter how you add it, it will only be more than six hundred and ten.
He gave up and moved his hand away.
100 points.
People really laugh when they are speechless.
All the expressions on Li Hua's face disappeared, replaced by wild laughter. He laughed back and forth and took a peek at Jiang Nian's score.
102.
Jiang Nian turned around and took a look at Li Hua's 100 points in Chinese. The smile on his face couldn't stop for a moment, and he clapped his hands and started singing.
“One hundred points, top guagua!”
“You’re on horseback!” Li Hua was angry. He lost 2 points in Chinese and the total score, a full 8 points to Jiang Nian.
Although the total score still exceeds 600, maintaining the legend that the "Li Hua Line" is always higher than 600, but! ! !
Jiangnian 616 has already crossed the "Li Hua Line", with a full 8-point advantage!
He almost fainted with anger and pressed his philtrum. I looked up at the blackboard and felt like it was dark in early December.
Zhang Ningzhi’s Chinese language exploded, and he got 126 in the exam.
The total score exceeded 640.
Fairy Zhizhi had a slight headwind at the beginning, but she still relied on the explosive blood of her superior disciplines to stabilize herself on the altar.
Li Hua’s originally cold heart became minus thirty degrees again.
A mediocre group, but two suns appeared! Crossed the "Li Hua Line" and directly flew into the sky on both days!
Suddenly, Huang Fang in the front seat turned her head suddenly.
She stared at Li Hua closely, swallowed her saliva regardless of the image, and asked anxiously.
“Team leader, what’s your score in Chinese?”
Hearing this, Li Hua instantly became vigilant.
“What’s your total score?”
At this moment, Emperor Fangfang turned red in a rare blush. He covered his face with his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
"A bit low, 609."
"Team leader? Team leader!!" Huang Fang couldn't help but panic when she saw Li Hua fell directly, "Team leader, don't die!"
She shook Li Hua violently and couldn't help but ask.
“What’s your score?”
Li Hua was pretending to be angry, but he was really angry when he woke up.
“Stop asking!”
After Jiang Nian was happy, he answered on behalf of his good brother.
“Fangfang, he is one point less than you.”
“Akaishi, I’m really going to jump.” Li Hua rubbed his face, “How come there are three suns in the sky of Group 6?”
Three-day volley!
Without killing Li Hua, how can we talk about building a foundation!
Before the evening self-study, Jiang Nian turned his head and glanced at the monitor's score. I saw one that started with 12, and immediately lost interest.
The squad leader’s Chinese score seems to be only on the edge of excellence, but for normal people, it is still ridiculously high.
“What’s your total score?” Jiang Nian asked.
In the noisy class, Li Qingrong looked up.
"Six hundred and eight"
"Stop!" Jiang Nian interrupted her and said helplessly, "I know, your score is too outrageous."
Li Qingrong: "."
Evening self-study after school.
Jiang Nian walked out of the classroom with his bag and hurried to the third floor. He originally planned to arrest Xu Qianqian, but found that Xiao Song was also there.
He met the two women, then walked downstairs, and asked curiously.
“Are you sick?”
"The cough has not gotten better." Xu Qianqian looked worried, "I plan to let Xiyun go back to my house to sleep so that I can go to the clinic tomorrow."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.
“Have you called Sister Zhao?”
Hearing the word Sister Zhao, Song Xiyun, who was wearing a cat mask, turned to look at Jiang Nian.
Eyes wide open, he whispered.
“Then I’m not a generation younger than you?”
Asking for votes
(End of this chapter)