"Uncle, come back. I just saw you on TV, you are so brave!" Wang Wei just ran out of the TV. All the children rushed up and pulled him by the corners of his clothes, one after another. Shoot over. WWw.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.COm Because they saw that this 'uncle' had just picked up a lot of top-notch equipment there, and there seemed to be a lot of silver equipment.
"Okay, I know what you want!" Although it is very comfortable to be patted by two flatterers, but it is actually very uncomfortable to be patted by hundreds of flatterers at once. Moreover, he was still feeling distressed about the 'Resurrection Pill'. There were only 20 lollipops in total. Last time he practiced, one lollipop was gone. Today he took another one and two of them were gone. One pill can save a life!
"Whew, swish, swish..." Wang Wei dumped all the equipment in the ring on the ground and let the children grab it. Then he pointed at Legolas, who came out with him and was now at a loss, and said to Cao Na. One sentence: "Take him to change his clothes later and send him to Zhou Shixiong, then tell him that you are my dead secretary who I will find for him to shoot commercials for."
"Yeah!" Cao Na immediately nodded obediently.
"Well, I'm leaving first. It's already dawn and the college entrance examination is about to start. I'm leaving first. I have to go to Peking University!" Seeing that everything was arranged, he immediately ran outside in a panic. After walking a few steps, he ran back without thinking, then pointed at Legolas and looked at Cao Na very seriously and asked: "Am I handsome or is he handsome?"
"You're handsome!" Cao Na nodded seriously because it was a fact. The appearance of the elf made this hidden race plus the charm so tall that it could resist the level 10 confusion state made him qualified to compete with him in the world. I really can’t find many people. However, she thought about it and added firmly: "And I'm not interested in white people!"
"Yeah!" Fang Ting and Tian Wenhui immediately nodded and said yes to her last sentence.
"That's good!" He nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and walked out.
"Uncle, what should we do with these guys?" Wang Bo, the boy's head, walked out and pointed at Wang Yufeng and the three of them and asked.
"Whatever! Just throw it out!" His impatient voice came from outside the door.
"Luo Tu got angry because you were so impulsive!" Wang Yufeng complained to Luo Tu with a little guilt towards him after hearing the 'casual' and impatient tone. But just after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to be weak and weak, and he slowly collapsed. But it would be wrong to say that his whole body had no strength! Because a certain part of his lower body seemed to be extremely stiff and had no place to move.
"You actually suspected and questioned my uncle for so long to force him to tell the truth. This is your punishment, you know? But don't worry, my ability can only hit a person's full force on one part, and it won't cause much harm to the person. 16 hours is the limit of my ability!" A little boy, estimated to be about ten years old, stood behind him and blew on one of his fingers and then glared at Wang who was lying on the ground in pain. Feather maple.
"Damn it, you little kid..." Seeing him giving someone a massage, Luo Tu yelled angrily, but before he could finish his yelling, he suddenly felt an extremely itchy feeling all over his body. If a mosquito rushes into your nostrils, it may itch several times. And the whole body feels so uncomfortable. As a result, he fell down on his body and started grabbing wildly.
"The most disgusting thing about you silly big guy is that you actually want to hit my uncle!" Another seven or eight-year-old girl took her hand off Luo Tu's thigh, wiped it twice on her own thigh, and vomited at Luo Tu in disgust. A mouthful of spit.
"Run!" About 200 'ability warriors' surrounded them and without any hesitation, they abandoned Wang Yufeng and Luo Tu and turned around and ran away. It's not that he abandoned his teammates. If these kids really wanted to kill them, then if he stayed, he would die. It would be better to run back and deliver the message. If he didn't kill them and it was just a cleanup, then why should he stay and suffer with the two of them? So he ran away without any hesitation.
"Dang!!!" There was a crisp sound, and I remembered that two bright red blood stains spurted out from my nose when I raised my head. Then I staggered back two steps and fell to the ground. I shook my feet twice and glanced at him, blocking it in front of me. Lotu fainted.
"Papa papa!!" The kid who could teleport last time clapped his hands and walked out from behind Luo Tu. He looked at the person lying on the ground with a smile, and he teleported over while grabbing hold of him. Now he fell down and scratched wildly on the ground. De Luo smiled and said: "I want to compare with you even though you are so smart!"
"How will brother Wang Bo deal with them?" Seeing that all three of them were solved, all the children asked Wang Bo, their 'head'.
"Sister Nana!" Wang Bo looked at the three people on the ground and was about to ask Cao Na for their opinions, but found that the three of them were holding pens and paper around the bewildered Legolas, asking for his signature.
"Kaikai, go! Throw the three of them into the trash can!" He shouted to the berserker Kaikai, then turned around and took the younger ones to watch TV.
"Wang Wei! Damn you! You're tickling me to death!" Luo Tu, the only one who still had the energy to stay awake, cursed Wang Wei angrily when he heard that he was about to throw himself into the trash can.
"A sneeze~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Wang Wei, who had already walked far away, sneezed heavily. Then he rubbed his nose with his hand and said to himself: "I just said something depressing and told them to throw it out, and they won't really throw it out, right?"
"Probably not, that kid Wang Bo is a nerd, but he should be very smart. And there are three adults watching. How is that possible?" He comforted himself and quickly stopped a taxi and rushed towards the school. Look at the time and it's almost time for the exam. This copy has taken up a lot of time.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Fortunately, he finally arrived at the examination room at the last moment. After a period of back-and-forth verification of admission tickets and other messy procedures, the official exam finally began!
Sitting on his examination table, he confidently looked at the teacher's test papers one by one. Today's test is English. But no matter what he relies on, it doesn't matter. He has the absolute confidence to score full marks. This teacher who usually tutors me on homework is really very intensive and he also studies very 'hardly'. But the more important thing is that he has done a good job in preparing for the college entrance examination. This is a huge task, and his parents are still looking forward to him attending Peking University. Zhou Ying also applied for Peking University plus scholar. No matter what the strong bonus is for, he must pass the exam well.
Exam paper! He has prepared all the test papers for the college entrance examination in the past 10 years from 1997 to now. He has prepared textbooks from primary school to university and even PhD students. He has also prepared other study materials such as teachers’ notes and textbooks. He has brought them all, weighing hundreds of kilograms. The pile is larger than a cabinet-type freezer. . But it doesn't matter because the storage space inside his ring is enough to hold these things and ignore its weight.
It's just that because of the holiday, he planned to take the children to clear the dungeon. For the time being, he kept it in the dormitory until he finished the dungeon and then used it because if he took all the information with him, there would be no way to pretend to explode the space in the ring. something. Then I met Wang Yufeng and they went to play "The Lord of the Rings". After completing the copy, they came to the examination room and now...
"Damn I forgot to bring it!" Thinking that he was in a hurry and forgot to throw all the materials he had worked so hard to prepare in the dormitory, he grabbed his head with his hands in annoyance.
"What's wrong with this classmate? Is he feeling unwell?" The invigilator saw him coming over like that and asked with concern.
"It's okay! It's very comfortable! It's very comfortable! It couldn't be more comfortable!" He tried his best to put a smile on his face and said to the teacher. But at this time, the smile on his face looked more like he was crying. !
"Really?" Seeing the expression on his face that was uglier than crying, the teacher looked at him with distrust and asked again.
"It's really more real than pearls!" Although there is only one subject, if you want to be admitted to Peking University, you must get excellent results in all subjects and barely pass in any one subject. But now he is just cramming for a few teachers and cramming more than 10 years of text into his brain in less than a year. Although there is a system to correct and help, he still doesn't have much confidence!
"Okay then! I wish you can get good grades to repay the expectations of your parents and teachers!" Seeing his persistence, the teacher didn't say anything and just gave him a test paper.
"No matter what! You have to work hard or die!" Holding the paper that seemed to weigh tens of thousands of kilograms, he took out the 'hero pen' that he won from the chemistry teacher last time and started working on it.
The first thing to do is of course what he will do. Do the simplest ones first, then do the more difficult ones that you can do, and then think of ways to fix those that you can't do. But luckily, the exams are all multiple-choice questions or multiple-choice questions. With only four answers, I still have a chance to get it right.
However, this year-long cramming of supplementary lessons was somewhat effective. The effect was so good that he couldn't believe that he was so 'smart'. I was able to finish more than 70% of the questions on the paper in 30 minutes in one go without any hesitation or system prompts.
only! This is nothing more than that! Countless little red dots appeared on this paper! Then what! Then this! These little red dots all began to elongate in an arc shape, then began to elongate into red lines, and then connected together to form red frames. Then a large number of beating red arrows appeared on each of the red boxes, and rows of red letters began to appear, saying: This question was wrong. The correct answer is x.
"*** system, can you give me some face? You don't have to do so many red boxes at once to hurt people's self-esteem? Can't you do it one by one? Shameless!" He looked depressed at the paper full of red boxes. You have to curse the system in your mind.
"System prompt: If you maliciously use language to attack the system, the system will give you a 1-hour ban. The countdown begins: 59 minutes and 59 seconds! 59 minutes and 58 seconds..."
"Fuck! Just ban it! Anyway, I'm taking an exam right now and can't talk, let alone an hour. You can come back for a few more hours! If you have the guts, you ban me and I can't think. I'll do it to you for being immoral and hurting other people's self-esteem!" Seeing that he was again After being silenced, he cursed in his heart for not believing in evil.
"System prompt: You have maliciously attacked the system again. Due to the bad situation, the system will give you a penalty of 1 hour of dementia. The countdown begins: 59 minutes and 59 seconds! 59 minutes and 58 seconds..."
“………”
1 hour later!
"Okay, I'm afraid of you, you're awesome!" Seeing how he wasted an hour just like that, how dare he fight against the system now? If you fight again, the exam will be over.
"If you get this question wrong, the answer is B. Okay, I'll add this damn bitch B." He complained and erased his original answer with the eraser on the pencil in his hand, and then stabbed the B hard with the tip of the pen. With a strong hook, B, which had no hole in the first place, was forced to poke a hole out. In this way, the red frame that made him depressed disappeared and he went to find the next B.
soon! All the red boxes on the paper have disappeared, so what is left are the ones that are a little difficult! In fact, it's not that difficult. As long as he spends some time thinking about it, he can still make a lot of things. But he is used to the system to help and is too lazy to waste his brain cells, so he just writes randomly and waits for the full text. The red frame of the paper appears!
3o%! Of the remaining 30% of the questions that he didn't do, he probably got 5% right. Then for at least about 20% of the questions, those red boxes appeared again, directly telling him what the correct answer was. But the remaining 5% is...
"This question is wrong. The answer is not B. The correct answer is a or netbsp; "This question is wrong. The answer is not B. The correct answer is a, c or da. The correct answer is 33.33%. The correct answer for c is 33.33%. The correct answer for d is 33.34 %. "
"I still..." Looking at the red letters on it that were dazzled by the arrows, he really wanted to tear up the paper. What does it mean? There are four answers in total, aBcdB is wrong. The others each account for one-third of the probability! Isn't this a joke
"System prompt: Based on your knowledge and IQ level, this is the best answer that can be given to you. This is not a joke. If you have any dissatisfaction with the service functions of the game, please call customer service or submit it in the complaint section of the "Fantasy World" player forum. Complain to Omir Universe Online Game Development Co., Ltd. and we will serve you wholeheartedly.”
"I..." Wang Wei was so angry when he heard that the damn system brought up that damn customer service and forum again that his teeth almost started to bleed. It's a pity that he didn't dare to scold him this time because the exam time was almost over. If another idiot came to punish that bastard, his dream of Peking University would be ruined.
"Okay! If you have the guts, I'll convince you!" Finally, he bowed his head and admitted defeat, took out his pen and began to think hard. But! How come this brain has turned around at this time? The more I want to do it, the more I come up blank. It seems like it has become rusty. It seems that this brain still needs to be turned around frequently.
"Hey! What should I do? If I fail the mission, I will be punished. I can't rely on Peking University. My mother will be disappointed. My father will whip Zhou Ying with a belt and laugh at me. I promised her to go to Peking University before chasing her. Now..." The more he resembles Wang Wei, the more he gets a headache.
In desperation, he had no choice but to rummage around in his storage space, hoping to find something that could help him. However, the only items in there were life potions, hemostatic potions, cough potions, magic potions, and the knives he kept. Swords and such have nothing to do with reading.
but! After rummaging through it for a long time, he finally found something that could barely be related to reading. It was the treasure bag that beat up Nobita and then tore Jing off from Doraemon's belly.
"God bless you. For the sake of my devout faith and your worship, you must give me some face and let me find something useful. This thing can only be touched once a day. Please help me once!" Wang Wei looks like he's really about to cry now. He doesn't even want the reward of this Peking University mission. He just wants to not fail. He really can't afford the price of mission failure! (To be continued) (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)