Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

Chapter 23

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After being humiliated by Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu turned away and ignored him.

Xia Jiujiu leaned over to look at his paper and said at the same time: "Did I guess it right? What exactly did you fill in?"

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

"well?"

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

Xia Jiujiu picked up the words and memorized them, but Jiang Huaian lowered his head and said nothing.

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

"This group."

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

Although he was quarreling with Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian still knew in his heart that Song Zhe was actually right. If he looked like he was now, it would be better to go back and become a rich second generation.

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

Xia Jiujiu has not studied since she was a child. When she took the college entrance examination, her total score was 300 points, including 120 points for Chinese and 180 points for the other five subjects, averaging 36 points per subject.

"well?"

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

After walking a few steps, Jiang Huaian suddenly remembered and turned to look at Xia Jiujiu: "Give me your schoolbag."

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

So even if she picked up reading again, she didn't know how to start.

"I'm Yang Wei."

"This group."

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

After he caught up with Jiang Huaian and Wu Yi, Yang Wei's eyes dimmed. Xia Jiujiu walked to her side, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xia Jiujiu."

"I'm Yang Wei."

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

A group of people sit in different postures. Xia Jiujiu sits upright with her little hands on her knees, as if she is the most obedient classmate in kindergarten; Jiang Huaian crosses his legs and puts one hand on the back of the chair, with a big brother atmosphere lingering around him; Song Zhe held the nail clippers and lowered his head to trim his nails. His gold-rimmed glasses sparkled under the light, exuding the aura of a gentle scum; Yang Wei straightened her back and sat diagonally with her legs together at a 45-degree angle, looking like Elegant and upright; while Wu Yi put his hands on his legs, trembling.

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

"I'm Yang Wei."

After the man in the suit glanced at the group, he slowly said, "What kind of course do you want? There are so many of you, I suggest you form a class."

After being humiliated by Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu turned away and ignored him.

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

Jiang Huai'an read her notes and copied down everything the teacher said in detail, writing them densely and carefully. Jiang Huaian thought for a while and felt that something was wrong.

Song Zhe suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw a little girl standing timidly at the door holding a notebook.

"well?"

Xia Jiujiu has not studied since she was a child. When she took the college entrance examination, her total score was 300 points, including 120 points for Chinese and 180 points for the other five subjects, averaging 36 points per subject.

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

Jiang Huaian coughed lightly: "No, I just want to open up a new world with you."

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Jiang Huaian frowned and said dissatisfied: "If you keep arguing, I will go back and tell your mother about your game playing in the Internet cafe!"

"It's not a game," Wu Yi was a little disappointed. Jiang Huaian dragged him by the collar, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "Let's go, stop thinking about it."

Jiang Huai'an curled his lips, took the schoolbag directly from Xia Jiujiu's hand, and put it on his shoulders: "Let's go."

"are you crazy… "

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

"well?"

After walking a few steps, Jiang Huaian suddenly remembered and turned to look at Xia Jiujiu: "Give me your schoolbag."

"are you crazy… "

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

"well?"

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

"However," Xia Jiujiu put down her hand, a little nervous: "You have to tell me which school you applied for."

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

A small fire lit up in his heart. He opened his mouth, but involuntarily covered his hand on the paper.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

Song Zhe suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw a little girl standing timidly at the door holding a notebook.

However, Xia Jiujiu understood it completely differently and sighed: "Because I don't know whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better. But then I thought about it, you must go to Tsinghua University, I can't If I compete with you for a spot in the college entrance examination, then I’ll take the exam at Peking University.”

"I'm Yang Wei."

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Wu Yi struggled desperately: "No, I don't go to cram school! I don't..."

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

Jiang Huaian nodded: "I can be the monitor."

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

"Tsinghua University."

"This group."

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

"Um."

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

Tell me so I can follow you.

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

Song Zhe pointed at Jiang Huaian with a cold face: "It's not me, it's them."

"I'm Yang Wei."

"I agree."

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

Yang Wei's schoolbag was very heavy. She carried all her notes and came over. When Song Zhe looked over, Yang Wei immediately showed an expectant look in her eyes. Song Zhe sneered and turned around and left.

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Although he was quarreling with Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian still knew in his heart that Song Zhe was actually right. If he looked like he was now, it would be better to go back and become a rich second generation.

Jiang Huaian coughed lightly: "No, I just want to open up a new world with you."

Yang Wei's schoolbag was very heavy. She carried all her notes and came over. When Song Zhe looked over, Yang Wei immediately showed an expectant look in her eyes. Song Zhe sneered and turned around and left.

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Just as Yang Wei was about to say something, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu said together: "Okay."

After the man in the suit glanced at the group, he slowly said, "What kind of course do you want? There are so many of you, I suggest you form a class."

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Song Zhe pointed at Jiang Huaian with a cold face: "It's not me, it's them."

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

"However," Xia Jiujiu put down her hand, a little nervous: "You have to tell me which school you applied for."

"well?"

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

"It's not a game," Wu Yi was a little disappointed. Jiang Huaian dragged him by the collar, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "Let's go, stop thinking about it."

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

Song Zhe suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw a little girl standing timidly at the door holding a notebook.

Jiang Huaian coughed lightly: "No, I just want to open up a new world with you."

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

"This group."

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

After saying that, he and Wu Yi walked away arm in arm. Song Zhe, holding his schoolbag on one shoulder, turned to look at Yang Wei.

Tell me so I can follow you.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Huaian suddenly remembered and turned to look at Xia Jiujiu: "Give me your schoolbag."

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

Jiang Huai'an curled his lips, took the schoolbag directly from Xia Jiujiu's hand, and put it on his shoulders: "Let's go."

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

After he caught up with Jiang Huaian and Wu Yi, Yang Wei's eyes dimmed. Xia Jiujiu walked to her side, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xia Jiujiu."

Xia Jiujiu has not studied since she was a child. When she took the college entrance examination, her total score was 300 points, including 120 points for Chinese and 180 points for the other five subjects, averaging 36 points per subject.

Xia Jiujiu looked up, a little confused: "Huh?"

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

Jiang Huai'an curled his lips, took the schoolbag directly from Xia Jiujiu's hand, and put it on his shoulders: "Let's go."

"I agree."

Jiang Huaian nodded: "I can be the monitor."

After saying that, he and Wu Yi walked away arm in arm. Song Zhe, holding his schoolbag on one shoulder, turned to look at Yang Wei.

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

Song Zhe suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw a little girl standing timidly at the door holding a notebook.

Yang Wei's schoolbag was very heavy. She carried all her notes and came over. When Song Zhe looked over, Yang Wei immediately showed an expectant look in her eyes. Song Zhe sneered and turned around and left.

Xia Jiujiu picked up the words and memorized them, but Jiang Huaian lowered his head and said nothing.

After saying that, he and Wu Yi walked away arm in arm. Song Zhe, holding his schoolbag on one shoulder, turned to look at Yang Wei.

After he caught up with Jiang Huaian and Wu Yi, Yang Wei's eyes dimmed. Xia Jiujiu walked to her side, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xia Jiujiu."

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

"This group."

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

"I'm Yang Wei."

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

"I agree."

Yang Wei was very polite. Xia Jiujiu reached out and took the notebook from Yang Wei's hand: "Shall I take it for you?"

Xia Jiujiu has not studied since she was a child. When she took the college entrance examination, her total score was 300 points, including 120 points for Chinese and 180 points for the other five subjects, averaging 36 points per subject.

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

"are you crazy… "

"I'm Yang Wei."

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Everyone: "..."

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

Several people took a taxi to the cram school. When they arrived at the door, Wu Yi was stunned. He was a little frightened and his voice was trembling: "Jiang... Brother Jiang... This, this seems to be a cram school!"

Xia Jiujiu looked up, a little confused: "Huh?"

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

Yang Wei's schoolbag was very heavy. She carried all her notes and came over. When Song Zhe looked over, Yang Wei immediately showed an expectant look in her eyes. Song Zhe sneered and turned around and left.

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

After being humiliated by Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu turned away and ignored him.

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Jiang Huaian coughed lightly: "No, I just want to open up a new world with you."

"However," Xia Jiujiu put down her hand, a little nervous: "You have to tell me which school you applied for."

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

Jiang Huaian frowned and said dissatisfied: "If you keep arguing, I will go back and tell your mother about your game playing in the Internet cafe!"

Wu Yi struggled desperately: "No, I don't go to cram school! I don't..."

After saying that, he and Wu Yi walked away arm in arm. Song Zhe, holding his schoolbag on one shoulder, turned to look at Yang Wei.

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

Jiang Huaian was stunned. Xia Jiujiu realized that he was looking at her and raised her head: "What are you looking at?"

Tell me so I can follow you.

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

A group of people struggled to walk into the lobby of the cram school. The cram school they came to was a well-known training institution nearby. Many parents were consulting in the lobby. Jiang Huaian and his group made a lot of noise, and everyone looked over.

"Who are they?"

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

"Who are they?"

"This group."

"It's not a game," Wu Yi was a little disappointed. Jiang Huaian dragged him by the collar, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "Let's go, stop thinking about it."

Jiang Huaian frowned and said dissatisfied: "If you keep arguing, I will go back and tell your mother about your game playing in the Internet cafe!"

Song Zhe pointed at Jiang Huaian with a cold face: "It's not me, it's them."

After he caught up with Jiang Huaian and Wu Yi, Yang Wei's eyes dimmed. Xia Jiujiu walked to her side, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xia Jiujiu."

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

A group of people struggled to walk into the lobby of the cram school. The cram school they came to was a well-known training institution nearby. Many parents were consulting in the lobby. Jiang Huaian and his group made a lot of noise, and everyone looked over.

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

While he was talking, a man in a suit walked up. After looking at it, his eyes rested on the tallest Jiang Huaian: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

A small fire lit up in his heart. He opened his mouth, but involuntarily covered his hand on the paper.

Wu Yi struggled desperately: "No, I don't go to cram school! I don't..."

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

Everyone: "..."

"You..." Jiang Huaian discovered that Xia Jiujiu had always had an inexplicable trust in him. No matter what he looked like now, she would always think that he was awesome.

Jiang Huaian coughed lightly: "No, I just want to open up a new world with you."

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Tell me so I can follow you.

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

Wu Yi struggled desperately: "No, I don't go to cram school! I don't..."

Jiang Huaian was stunned. Xia Jiujiu realized that he was looking at her and raised her head: "What are you looking at?"

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

"I'm Yang Wei."

"Who are they?"

Xia Jiujiu leaned over to look at his paper and said at the same time: "Did I guess it right? What exactly did you fill in?"

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

"However," Xia Jiujiu put down her hand, a little nervous: "You have to tell me which school you applied for."

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

"This group."

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

Xia Jiujiu picked up the words and memorized them, but Jiang Huaian lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

A group of people sit in different postures. Xia Jiujiu sits upright with her little hands on her knees, as if she is the most obedient classmate in kindergarten; Jiang Huaian crosses his legs and puts one hand on the back of the chair, with a big brother atmosphere lingering around him; Song Zhe held the nail clippers and lowered his head to trim his nails. His gold-rimmed glasses sparkled under the light, exuding the aura of a gentle scum; Yang Wei straightened her back and sat diagonally with her legs together at a 45-degree angle, looking like Elegant and upright; while Wu Yi put his hands on his legs, trembling.

After being humiliated by Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu turned away and ignored him.

After the man in the suit handed out the papers, he said hello and went out.

After the man in the suit glanced at the group, he slowly said, "What kind of course do you want? There are so many of you, I suggest you form a class."

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

"are you crazy… "

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Wu Yi struggled desperately: "No, I don't go to cram school! I don't..."

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

"I agree."

Although he was quarreling with Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian still knew in his heart that Song Zhe was actually right. If he looked like he was now, it would be better to go back and become a rich second generation.

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

After saying that, he and Wu Yi walked away arm in arm. Song Zhe, holding his schoolbag on one shoulder, turned to look at Yang Wei.

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

Jiang Huaian nodded: "I can be the monitor."

Jiang Huai'an read her notes and copied down everything the teacher said in detail, writing them densely and carefully. Jiang Huaian thought for a while and felt that something was wrong.

Although he was quarreling with Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian still knew in his heart that Song Zhe was actually right. If he looked like he was now, it would be better to go back and become a rich second generation.

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

Everyone: "..."

"I agree."

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

"Um."

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

"We want customized ones!" Xia Jiujiu immediately took out Jiang Huaian's card and slapped it on the table: "It's not short of money!"

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

"well?"

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

After the man in the suit handed out the papers, he said hello and went out.

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

A group of people struggled to walk into the lobby of the cram school. The cram school they came to was a well-known training institution nearby. Many parents were consulting in the lobby. Jiang Huaian and his group made a lot of noise, and everyone looked over.

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Jiang Huaian frowned and said dissatisfied: "If you keep arguing, I will go back and tell your mother about your game playing in the Internet cafe!"

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Wu Yi fell silent for an instant. He looked at Jiang Huaian in pain: "Brother, why..."

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

"You..." Jiang Huaian discovered that Xia Jiujiu had always had an inexplicable trust in him. No matter what he looked like now, she would always think that he was awesome.

Xia Jiujiu leaned over to look at his paper and said at the same time: "Did I guess it right? What exactly did you fill in?"

"Tsinghua University."

Tell me so I can follow you.

"are you crazy… "

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

Several people took a taxi to the cram school. When they arrived at the door, Wu Yi was stunned. He was a little frightened and his voice was trembling: "Jiang... Brother Jiang... This, this seems to be a cram school!"

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

Just as Yang Wei was about to say something, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu said together: "Okay."

"Oh," Xia Jiujiu immediately retracted his head, covered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

"well?"

So even if she picked up reading again, she didn't know how to start.

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

"I'm Yang Wei."

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

Xia Jiujiu picked up the words and memorized them, but Jiang Huaian lowered his head and said nothing.

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

After the man in the suit handed out the papers, he said hello and went out.

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

"It's not a game," Wu Yi was a little disappointed. Jiang Huaian dragged him by the collar, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "Let's go, stop thinking about it."

"Then... are you going then?" Yang Wei whispered, and Xia Jiujiu immediately said: "Go to him!"

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

"Tsinghua University."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

A group of people sit in different postures. Xia Jiujiu sits upright with her little hands on her knees, as if she is the most obedient classmate in kindergarten; Jiang Huaian crosses his legs and puts one hand on the back of the chair, with a big brother atmosphere lingering around him; Song Zhe held the nail clippers and lowered his head to trim his nails. His gold-rimmed glasses sparkled under the light, exuding the aura of a gentle scum; Yang Wei straightened her back and sat diagonally with her legs together at a 45-degree angle, looking like Elegant and upright; while Wu Yi put his hands on his legs, trembling.

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

Tell me so I can follow you.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

Yang Wei was very polite. Xia Jiujiu reached out and took the notebook from Yang Wei's hand: "Shall I take it for you?"

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

Jiang Huai'an read her notes and copied down everything the teacher said in detail, writing them densely and carefully. Jiang Huaian thought for a while and felt that something was wrong.

After returning from rebirth, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully in class every day and worked hard on the questions after class. She meditated on a question for a long time. If she really couldn't figure it out anymore, she would just look over the answer and copy it. Many times she felt that she understood, but she would do it wrong again. She couldn't understand many of the questions even after looking at the answers.

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"

Everyone: "..."

"Brother Jiang, I suddenly remembered that my mother's birthday is today." Wu Yi turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll leave first..."

"Tsinghua University."

Jiang Huaian frowned and said dissatisfied: "If you keep arguing, I will go back and tell your mother about your game playing in the Internet cafe!"

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Just as Yang Wei was about to say something, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu said together: "Okay."

A group of people sit in different postures. Xia Jiujiu sits upright with her little hands on her knees, as if she is the most obedient classmate in kindergarten; Jiang Huaian crosses his legs and puts one hand on the back of the chair, with a big brother atmosphere lingering around him; Song Zhe held the nail clippers and lowered his head to trim his nails. His gold-rimmed glasses sparkled under the light, exuding the aura of a gentle scum; Yang Wei straightened her back and sat diagonally with her legs together at a 45-degree angle, looking like Elegant and upright; while Wu Yi put his hands on his legs, trembling.

Jiang Huaian was stunned. Xia Jiujiu realized that he was looking at her and raised her head: "What are you looking at?"

However, Xia Jiujiu understood it completely differently and sighed: "Because I don't know whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better. But then I thought about it, you must go to Tsinghua University, I can't If I compete with you for a spot in the college entrance examination, then I’ll take the exam at Peking University.”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

She used to be afraid of being tired, and his parents were partial to him. She always felt that even if Xia Jiujiu did nothing, he could collect rent for the rest of his life. Her parents raised her when she was a child, and Xia Tianjuan and her husband will raise her in the future. A girl doesn't need to work so hard, it's enough to live a happy life.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaian made a look to Song Zhe, the two of them held Wu Yi, and the three of them walked inside.

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

"We want customized ones!" Xia Jiujiu immediately took out Jiang Huaian's card and slapped it on the table: "It's not short of money!"

"You..." Jiang Huaian struggled for a long time: "Why do you want to write about Peking University?"

"well?"

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

Song Zhe lowered his head and trimmed his nails. Wu Yi was still nervous. Yang Wei held it in for a long time. Before she could say anything, Jiang Huaian had already asked the man in the suit to sign the bill.

"Okay," the man in a suit took out the form: "We have many types of courses here, such as..."

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

The man in the suit looked at the gold card, smiled, took the card and said, "Wait a moment."

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

After the man in the suit glanced at the group, he slowly said, "What kind of course do you want? There are so many of you, I suggest you form a class."

After the man in the suit handed out the papers, he said hello and went out.

The man in the suit smiled completely and directly invited everyone to a separate room and asked them to sit down.

"Um."

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

Just as Yang Wei was about to say something, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu said together: "Okay."

However, Xia Jiujiu understood it completely differently and sighed: "Because I don't know whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better. But then I thought about it, you must go to Tsinghua University, I can't If I compete with you for a spot in the college entrance examination, then I’ll take the exam at Peking University.”

Xia Jiujiu has not studied since she was a child. When she took the college entrance examination, her total score was 300 points, including 120 points for Chinese and 180 points for the other five subjects, averaging 36 points per subject.

Everyone else wrote about their respective schools. Jiang Huaian poked his head over and took a peek at Xia Jiujiu's paper, and found that Xia Jiujiu wrote on it without hesitation: Peking University.

"You..." Jiang Huaian discovered that Xia Jiujiu had always had an inexplicable trust in him. No matter what he looked like now, she would always think that he was awesome.

Do you think you are an inspirational movie heroine

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Huaian thought for a day, searched the website for learning experiences of various counterattacks, and then carefully analyzed their methods. After school in the afternoon, Jiang Huaian packed his schoolbag and said to Song Zhe who had just woken up behind him: "Get up, call Wu Yi, let's go study."

So even if she picked up reading again, she didn't know how to start.

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

A small fire lit up in his heart. He opened his mouth, but involuntarily covered his hand on the paper.

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

Everyone: "..."

Tell me so I can follow you.

The man in the suit quickly explained the price structure, and finally said: "With a discount, one class is about 2,000 yuan, do you think it's okay?"

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

Xia Jiujiu leaned over to look at his paper and said at the same time: "Did I guess it right? What exactly did you fill in?"

Jiang Huaian nodded: "I can be the monitor."

So even if she picked up reading again, she didn't know how to start.

"It's not a game," Wu Yi was a little disappointed. Jiang Huaian dragged him by the collar, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "Let's go, stop thinking about it."

"Tsinghua University."

However, Xia Jiujiu understood it completely differently and sighed: "Because I don't know whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better. But then I thought about it, you must go to Tsinghua University, I can't If I compete with you for a spot in the college entrance examination, then I’ll take the exam at Peking University.”

Jiang Huai'an curled his lips, took the schoolbag directly from Xia Jiujiu's hand, and put it on his shoulders: "Let's go."

In fact, what Jiang Huaian wants to ask is, who gave you the courage, a person who doesn't even know phonetic symbols, to dare to apply for Peking University

Xia Jiujiu looked up, a little confused: "Huh?"

Jiang Huaian smiled, raised his hand to block her, and joked: "I have already started to do the questions, don't peek at my answers!"

"You..." Jiang Huaian discovered that Xia Jiujiu had always had an inexplicable trust in him. No matter what he looked like now, she would always think that he was awesome.

"well?"

Song Zhe got up in a daze and was about to say something when he heard Xia Jiujiu shout: "Yang Wei!"

"Um."

"well?"

"Oh," Xia Jiujiu immediately retracted his head, covered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

Several people took a taxi to the cram school. When they arrived at the door, Wu Yi was stunned. He was a little frightened and his voice was trembling: "Jiang... Brother Jiang... This, this seems to be a cram school!"

Jiang Huaian looked at the target school and frowned. He first wrote a name, thought about it, then crossed out the name and wrote China XX University.

"Yes," Jiang Huaian turned around and put his hand on Wu Yi's shoulder: "Brother, come with me. I will show you something fun today."

"However," Xia Jiujiu put down her hand, a little nervous: "You have to tell me which school you applied for."

"Where are you going?" Wu Yi walked over from the side carrying a schoolbag, his face full of excitement: "Going to play games?"

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

"Oh," Xia Jiujiu immediately retracted his head, covered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Jiang Huai'an read her notes and copied down everything the teacher said in detail, writing them densely and carefully. Jiang Huaian thought for a while and felt that something was wrong.

Tell me so I can follow you.

"Oh," Xia Jiujiu immediately retracted his head, covered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Wu Yi was always sent to cram schools by his mother. It is said that he has a phobia of cram schools and would be frightened when he saw cram schools.

Yang Wei hurriedly waved, but Xia Jiujiu took it forcefully. Yang Wei didn't resist. We talked to each other on the way, and we quickly became familiar with it.

Although he was quarreling with Song Zhe, Jiang Huaian still knew in his heart that Song Zhe was actually right. If he looked like he was now, it would be better to go back and become a rich second generation.

"I agree."

"Tsinghua University."

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

The little girl was surprised when she heard Xia Jiujiu calling her. After nodding, she seemed to have gathered up her courage and walked up cautiously, stopping in front of Song Zhe: "Well, you send me a message... and said you are going to a cram school..."

Seeing her expression eager for an answer, Jiang Huaian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you just say that?"

However, Xia Jiujiu understood it completely differently and sighed: "Because I don't know whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better. But then I thought about it, you must go to Tsinghua University, I can't If I compete with you for a spot in the college entrance examination, then I’ll take the exam at Peking University.”

Jiang Huaian nodded: "I can be the monitor."

Just as Yang Wei was about to say something, Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu said together: "Okay."

"I agree."

A group of people sit in different postures. Xia Jiujiu sits upright with her little hands on her knees, as if she is the most obedient classmate in kindergarten; Jiang Huaian crosses his legs and puts one hand on the back of the chair, with a big brother atmosphere lingering around him; Song Zhe held the nail clippers and lowered his head to trim his nails. His gold-rimmed glasses sparkled under the light, exuding the aura of a gentle scum; Yang Wei straightened her back and sat diagonally with her legs together at a 45-degree angle, looking like Elegant and upright; while Wu Yi put his hands on his legs, trembling.

After he caught up with Jiang Huaian and Wu Yi, Yang Wei's eyes dimmed. Xia Jiujiu walked to her side, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xia Jiujiu."

"well?"

"We want customized ones!" Xia Jiujiu immediately took out Jiang Huaian's card and slapped it on the table: "It's not short of money!"

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Several people took a taxi to the cram school. When they arrived at the door, Wu Yi was stunned. He was a little frightened and his voice was trembling: "Jiang... Brother Jiang... This, this seems to be a cram school!"

The man in the suit put the gold card on the computer for a moment, then said: "You choose a small class course customized according to the student base. Since it is a group registration, we have provided you with a discount..."

"Tsinghua University."

"Oh," Jiang Huai'an threw his school uniform behind him and said seriously: "We will make up for the class."

But it's not scary not to know how to start. What's scary is that she doesn't know how to start, and she thinks she knows it.

Jiang Huaian began to think about Xia Jiujiu's method, which he didn't think seriously about before, but now he started to seriously want to learn.

Jiang Huai'an read her notes and copied down everything the teacher said in detail, writing them densely and carefully. Jiang Huaian thought for a while and felt that something was wrong.

A group of people struggled to walk into the lobby of the cram school. The cram school they came to was a well-known training institution nearby. Many parents were consulting in the lobby. Jiang Huaian and his group made a lot of noise, and everyone looked over.

After they paid the money so readily, the man in a suit hurriedly welcomed them into a classroom, then handed them several test papers, and then said: "This is a basic test question. In order to test the approximate grade level you are currently in, you Do these papers first, then fill in a goal, and the teacher will make a plan for you accordingly. "

The classroom was quiet, and the first line on the paper was: Target College.

"Hey," Song Zhe raised his eyebrows: "I said I went?"