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- The last three days of November are actually meaningless. It just happened to be on Monday to Wednesday, so the Eighteenth High School couldn't wait, so they recruited the eleventh and thirteenth middle school two brothers and sisters, and took the lead in organizing the three-school joint exam, for fear that the opportunity would never come again.
In previous years, the 18th High School would definitely not do this kind of thing, or it would be too late to hide. But until the last semester, after the results of the Dongou City High School Unified Examination came out, Cheng Zhanpeng's mentality changed completely.
He is like a young man who was humiliated by someone's divorce, vowed to regain his face in this life, and then practiced hard, leveled up monsters, killed people and seized treasures, and went through all kinds of disasters. Find people who looked down on him in the past, and come to him one by one to pretend to be slapped in the face. The kind of heroic feelings that have Jiang Sen in the writing and Lin Shaoxu in the rationale are simply indescribably cool at the bottom of the high school circle in Dong'ou City. As for the eleventh and thirteenth middle schools, they naturally knew what Cheng Zhanpeng meant.
It's just that as good partners who have held together for warmth all the year round, they can't show obvious jealousy just because they see their brothers getting richer. Not only can't you be jealous, but you also have to congratulate Principal Cheng for being possessed by Ou Shen, who got a fucking super ssr.
This time they agreed to hold this exam together. On the one hand, the principals on both sides wanted to take advantage of the resources of the "good students" in Eighteenth Middle School, and then to see how the students in their school have been doing in the past six months. On the other hand, It's hard to say that he has some kind of bad intentions. In fact, he just waited and hoped that the powerful foreign aid from Eighteenth High School rushed to the street.
Liberal arts or science, with the resources of the Eighteenth Middle School, at most they can only choose to keep one side.
Unless Cheng Zhanpeng doesn't plan to live, he wants a stud!
"Hi principal!"
"Morning principal!"
"Well, early."
In the past few years, Cheng Zhanpeng, who seldom showed up in the teaching building and only begged for money outside for a long time, began to show up frequently in the high school teaching department of No. 18 Middle School during this period. After 7 o'clock in the morning, the students arrived at the school one after another. Cheng Zhanpeng waited at the stairs on the third floor where the second and seventh class of the senior high school was located, and waited until nearly eight o'clock. ?¡±
"Let's make do with it." Jiang Sen looked at Cheng Zhanpeng who seemed very excited, and asked casually, "How about you? How did you sleep last night?"
"Me? I don't take the exam! Why are you asking so many questions?" Cheng Zhanpeng suddenly shook his face, and said seriously, "Take the exam well! The joint exam of the three schools! It's only now" muttering , walked away nervously.
"There is a cat disease" Jiang Sen watched the principal walk away, turned and entered the classroom.
This exam is formal, but not very formal.
Jiang Sen and the others did not divide the table, so peeking is still very convenient.
The arrangement of the exam is to take one main subject every morning, from Monday to Wednesday, Chinese, Mathematics, and English respectively, and two sub-subjects in the afternoon, so that after three days, exactly nine subjects are taken, and all of them must be counted. total score.
It's a stupid way to test, but that's what garbage schools like to do. And if there is still time after the main subject exam in the morning, and there is a class interspersed in between, the idiot index will appear even higher.
Otherwise, according to Jiang Sen's idea, he could just take out the physics and chemistry students, make a comprehensive paper, and finish it in two days, and he can still go to class in the remaining day without delay. But maybe that's the difference between a good school and a bad school.
The way of thinking is completely different.
"Mr. Jiang~ Good morning!" As soon as Jiang Sen sat down, Chen Peipei, who was sitting behind, shouted happily, "I heard that you won the first place in the city's 1,500 meters, right?"
"Hmm~"
"Gold medal?"
"The coach took it away and said it would be hung in the school exhibition room."
"Wow, then you won the first place for nothing?"
"That's right!" Jiang Sen patted the table cooperatively.
Ji Xianxi, who was eating, was taken aback, and squeezed the hand holding the plastic milk bottle, a pool of white liquid squirted out a large tube, spilled all over his body, and wet the table a small piece.
"Jiang Sen! Are you so sick!" Ji Xianxi was very angry early in the morning.
Just before Jiang Sen came over, all the girls in the class were talking about Jiang Sen, Jiang Sen, Jiang Sen, and he was so sore that he wanted to eat all the plastic bags in his hand and digest them with stomach acid.
As soon as Jiang Sen came over, Chen Peipei began to hook up, so the emotion deep in his heart that Chen Peipei was sleepy and dared not express, was ignited last week when Chen Peipei became Zheng Xiaobin's girlfriend, and he has endured it until today. ?very much.
Ji Xianxi, on the other hand, was so dazed that he held his schoolbag, looked down at the table, and didn't know what he was thinking.
It wasn't until the class bell rang a while later, and Xia Xiaolin hurried in with a large bundle of test papers, that Ji Xianxi came back to his senses, gave Jiang Sen a complicated look, and quickly put the schoolbag back in the drawer.
Jiang Sen also closed the textbook and took a slight breath.
This month, I have basically not reviewed it, and my daily study depends entirely on listening to lectures in class.
This time the midterm exam is difficult
Put the textbook back into the drawer, take out the fountain pen produced by a certain manufacturer that has been used very well, and the paper in the front row is quickly handed out. Jiang Sen got the test paper, passed it back, and immediately concentrated his attention.
At the same time, outside the school, Meng Qingbiao also stepped on the class bell, and walked in with Director Gao with his head held high.
"Meng Bureau!" On the first floor of the administrative building, Zeng Youcai saw the big leader appearing, and hurried forward like his grandson.
Meng Qingbiao was in need of someone to lead the way, so he asked directly: "You guys are taking the midterm exam today, right?"
"Uh" Youcai didn't know too well, so he replied weakly, "Really?"
"Are you asking me?" Meng Qingbiao was amused.
Director Gao couldn't help but said: "Forget it, forget it, just take us to the sophomore side to have a look."
Only then did Zeng Youcai come to his senses, and asked, "Are you looking for Jiang Sen? He's taking the exam now!"
"Why do you ask so many questions? If you are asked to lead the way, you will lead the way." Director Gao urged irritably.
At this moment, Cheng Zhanpeng just came out of the teaching building and was walking towards the administration building. When he saw Meng Qingbiao and Director Gao coming again, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but immediately let go and put on his clothes. With a smile, he greeted him.
"Meng Ju, high up"
He quickly walked up to the two people, and shook hands with the two superiors vigorously. Gao Fang explained: "Boss Meng heard that you are taking an exam here, so I still want to find out what level Jiang Sen's grades are."
"Why don't you let it go?" Cheng Zhanpeng said with a smile, "Why do you come here in person for this kind of thing? Our mid-term exam lasts three days, which is too much time for you. If you don't wait for the scores to come out, I will send you a copy directly. ?¡±
"Just passing by to take a look." Meng Qingbiao lied and said that he could use technology.
Cheng Zhanpeng had no choice but raised his hand to look at the time and said, "Well, how about this? The test has just started. This morning, the first Chinese test will take two hours. Why don't you sit in my office first, two leaders? It's almost time to pass?"
Director Gao looked at Meng Qingbiao.
Meng Qingbiao thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine."
Cheng Zhanpeng smiled, and took the two of them upstairs, leaving Zeng Youcai behind, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.
Entering the office, Cheng Zhanpeng bent down to pick up today's newspaper that the old man stuffed through the crack of the door, and threw it on the coffee table.
Meng Qingbiao and Director Gao sat down on the two sofas beside the coffee table.
Director Gao picked up today's "Dongou Daily" on the coffee table, flipped through it, and happened to find a report related to Johnson, and excitedly handed it to Meng Qingbiao, "Meng Bureau, take a look."
"Huh?" Meng Qingbiao took the newspaper and took a closer look, only to see the headline read "This year's men's 1500-meter record-breaker in our city is actually a writer¡ªJiang Sen, a student from Dongou City No. 18 Middle School, so talented in both literature and martial arts" .
"Huh?" Meng Qingbiao became interested, and asked Cheng Zhanpeng curiously, "Principal Cheng, student Jiang Sen, why are you still a writer?"
"Yes." Cheng Zhanpeng made tea for the two of them, brought it over, and put it gently on the coffee table, "I wrote two books, and they sold well. A few days ago, I donated the manuscript fee, which is very generous." Woolen cloth."
"Contribution fee? That's pretty good!" Meng Qingbiao picked up the teacup and gently blew the foam and heat on it. He came here today with a check and planned to take Jiang Sen away. He asked casually, "How much did you donate?" ah?"
"one million."
With a bang, Meng Qingbiao was fine, but the cup in Director Gao's hand fell on the coffee table. Fortunately, the tea cup and the coffee table were not broken, but the scalding hot tea was poured all over the floor, splashing half of his trouser legs.
"How much?!" Meng Qingbiao thought he had heard it wrong.
Cheng Zhanpeng smiled faintly: "One million."
Meng Qingbiao turned to look at Director Gao.
Director Gao's eyes were astonished, and for a while, he forgot to wipe his pants.
The money approved by the bureau to "support" Jiang Sen was only 200,000 yuan
Spicy next door, this is a kid, he really disrupts the normal order of market transactions!
besides! Isn't he a poor student?
What kind of poor student in this world would donate a million dollars! !
This world is really crazy
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