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Text Chapter 181 Can't die?  (Guaranteed update 15000/15000)

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    Throughout the whole day on Sunday, Jiang Sen started typing in the morning until it was dark, and he didn't come out of the Internet cafe until after eight o'clock in the evening.

    Barely made up 15,000 yuan, which can be regarded as saving some losses.

    However, Luo Beikong was different. That guy slept in the Internet cafe all morning, snoring loudly, and when he woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, his whole body was as excited as a chicken blood.  When Jiang Sen left at night, that guy was still on a battle platform vowing to fight the idiot who provoked him until dawn.  Jiang Sen saw that he no longer wanted to study, so he didn't bother to persuade him.  I carried my schoolbag back to the classroom, made another paper, and fell asleep on time in the early eleven o'clock.

    On the next Monday, Jiang Sen made some adjustments due to the weekend, and his spirit was much better than usual.  At the same time, it was just in time for the first monthly exam in October, so after Jiang Sen finished the math exam refreshed, he felt quite good.

    The last big question actually solved the second step, and the third step was written as much as possible. It seems that he has almost touched the line of his best state in his previous life.

    But this time, when he touched this line, it was more than a year and a half earlier than in his previous life!

    In the days to come, it is conceivable that the lowest line of the mathematics college entrance examination must be 140 points, and the ambition is even greater, can't you think about the full score?  Jiang Sen felt that there was no problem.

    The morning passed by, and during the physical education class, Lao Qiu did not force him to run 1,500 meters, and the "scorching sun special training" at noon was also cancelled. Finally, after school was over in the evening, Director Gao did not come to him as agreed.

    But in fact, it wasn't that director Gao didn't come, but that Cheng Zhanpeng had already solved the trouble a day in advance.

    After receiving Jiang Sen's text message, Cheng Zhanpeng immediately used all his contacts to find out the details of the high chief.  It turns out that Director Gao is currently in charge of various competitions between professional teams and non-professional teams in Dongou City.

    That is to say, events of the level and intensity similar to Cuba.

    As for basketball, the Dongou City Sports Bureau has always selected athletes directly from the sports school in order to get a good ranking for the national middle school student athletes, and then recruited a few retired athletes who are just right in age to form an awesome team.  Go out and do things.

    Now this matter just fell into the hands of Director Gao.

    Cheng Zhanpeng heard that there seemed to be something wrong with this year's competition.

    For many years in the past, this kind of team combination of half sports school and half retired athletes is actually the default all over the country.  However, this year, the superiors issued a document, saying that the title of "Secondary Student Games" should not be insulted like this anymore. In each city's representative team, there must be at least one or two players who can understand conic sections.  Ellipse focus is nothing to understand ah!  So in this way, not only Dongou City, but the whole province of Qujiang Province can be said to be scratching their heads all of a sudden except for the provincial capital.  Let me ask you, where do you want us to find someone who is physically fit enough to fight against a semi-professional team and who can understand hyperbolic equations?

    After figuring out the situation, Cheng Zhanpeng fully understood Director Gao's intentions.

    It's nothing more than trying to pull Johnson as a foreign aid!

    Moreover, this foreign aid is completely useless.  The result is the result of the Municipal Sports Bureau. Eighteenth High School will not receive any material or spiritual rewards for contributing a single student. At most, students will be awarded a medal or certificate.

    But what does it have to do with the school if the student himself gets a beautiful little red flower?

    It's not that the school got the little red flower!

    And what's worse, what if there is no result?  Wouldn't it be a direct loss to the school if the students' grades were delayed?  If it was a child with ordinary grades, Cheng Zhanpeng might just follow the trend to make a favor, and this time he sent Jiang Sen out.  I train for three to five hours after school every day, until the end of the competition in August next year, and then return to campus, and continue to work hard in the third year of high school.  But the problem is that Jiang Sen is not an ordinary student!  If you practice like this for several months until August next year, how can you still do it?  !

    It was impossible for Cheng Zhanpeng to let this happen anyway, so he directly asked Director Gao for a call, and regardless of whether the other party was half a grade higher than himself, he went straight to the point.

    In this way, Director Gao, who had promised to go to the Eighteenth Middle School to pick him up on Monday, did not show up.  And fortunately, Cheng Zhanpeng made this call early and quickly, before he had time to communicate with the people from the city sports school, which saved the effort of explaining.  It's just that he didn't show up on Monday, but whether Director Gao really gave up in his heart, only God knows.

    Jiang Sen didn't know all of the above dark things, but he was happy not to know

    "Wake up at 5:30 in the morning, make up homework, wash up, and clean up the rabbit's nest. After eating at early 7 o'clock, I go to class in the morning and do my homework between classes. Of course I can't finish it. I train after lunch, continue in class in the afternoon, and continue to catch up between classes.  Homework, I can finish all the physics and chemistry students with relatively little homework, and occasionally I can finish a political or geography. After school, I practice until 6:30, after dinner, start coding at early 7 o'clock, and write 10,000 in three hours  Words. Do a simple paper at night. Wash and go to bed at early 11 o¡¯clock. Get up the next morning and continue to make up homework. The good news is that the English homework teacher allows you not to do it. There are basically no homework in Chinese. Even if there is, you can listen to it in class  After writing, there is also the need to recite the text. Generally, after the class is over, the text is basically memorized. I can find time to recite it when eating and shitting. There are not many history homework, and the teacher does not check it, so I just write it casually  .By the way, my monthly exam is the first in the whole year, more than 100 points higher than the second. Do you suddenly admire me?"

    Lao Kong was quiet for a while, and typed a few lines: "I wanted to complain to you a few words, the photo is not done by humans. But seeing you like this, for the first time in my life, I have no doubts about my ability and  Willpower has doubts. Son, don't die. If something happens to you, I really feel like the sky is going to fall."

    "No, I'm going to bed early today, and I'm off. I have a lump in my heart when writing, so you must find me."

    "No need, I'll look at you, I'm so difficult, it's a fart! Go to sleep quickly, I'm off too."

    Lao Kong's QQ avatar is directly darkened.

    Jiang Sen smiled, turned off the computer, and stood up.

    The moment he got up, his body shook slightly, his eyes went dark for half a second, and he hurriedly stopped with another step.

    That step was a bit big, and everyone in the room looked over.

    Jiang Sen was quiet for a few seconds, then said calmly: "Tian Can's feet, it really can't beat the palm of the Tathagata."

    "Che" The students who were already familiar with Jiang Sen booed.

    Jiang Sen picked up his schoolbag and hurried downstairs.

    When walking in the corridor, I quickly took out two American ginseng lozenges and stuffed them into my mouth.

    The sweet and slightly bitter taste of the medicine entered the throat, and the whole person felt a lot better immediately.

    It's just that I can't help but whisper in my heart:

    Will not die?

    It should be, it shouldn't be

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