"The exam is over."
There was a hint of emotion in his voice, like the joy of seeing prey.
The next moment, a series of noises like a mirror slowly cracking were heard, and the world before my eyes looked like a painting torn apart by a giant hand. As my vision flickered, the familiar gloomy sky appeared.
The bright light fell to the ground through the gaps between the clouds and landed on the students' shoulders, giving them a slight warmth.
"The last exam is over. The kids have worked hard."
The examiner slowly folded up the black umbrella and placed it casually on the side of the road, but his eyes turned to the divine figure that stood like a hill on the edge of the square.
"Huh..."
As Zhou Chuan exhaled a breath, the burly figure of Master Niu San turned into specks of purple light and dissipated, then gathered into a stream of light in the air and turned into a spirit card again and rushed straight into his hand.
At the same time, another purple light sneaked towards his neck, but he caught it on the spot.
"Brother Chuan!"
Three calls were heard in succession, and the three people who were holding onto the thighs stepped forward quickly, earnestly supporting the shaky Zhou Chuan, with smiles on their faces:
With the other party's intentional or unintentional help, they actually passed the mock practical exam, which they had no confidence in at all!
If this isn’t a noble person, then what is a noble person
It’s not an exaggeration to call him godfather, right
"Eh!"
Zhou Chuan suddenly spoke, and the three of them were stunned. We haven't even called out yet, so why did you agree
"Ah Heng, can you please be gentle? Do you want to break my arm?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Liheng immediately loosened his grip on Zhou Chuan's left arm and smiled embarrassedly.
But what surprised him the most was that Zhou Chuan, the current celebrity of Chengfeng Middle School, actually recognized him, a nobody. It seemed that the two of them had only met once during the team building in the first year of high school? He really had a good memory.
"All the data from the competition has been collected by our professional instruments and will be released tomorrow at the latest. I wish all students a satisfactory result. Goodbye!"
After that, the examiner was about to leave, but a student said at this time: "Teacher, we don't want to say goodbye to you."
"Okay, then I wish you all can get into your ideal school, and we will never see each other again."
After a light chuckle, the examiner flew towards the city on a mount that looked like a giant pigeon.
"Brother Chuan, we'll treat you to a meal!"
Said the boy who was defeated miserably in a nine-on-one fight.
"No, we're moving soon, and we still need my labor at any time. Bye!"
After saying that, Zhou Chuan took out a bottle of spirit recovery potion from his heart and drank it all, then summoned the heroic spirit warhorse that he had not seen for several days.
After being pushed several meters away by this silly horse with a rather silly nature, he patted the horse on the head lovingly, finally calming it down and making it walk in small steps, carrying him, exhausted, back home.
"The champion is back."
The moment the door opened, my father's voice came over, followed by a sound of people gasping for breath.
When Zhou Chuan walked into the living room, he saw his mother with a warm face and his father holding his belly tightly standing in the room.
"The exams are finally over. Come on, son, let your parents take you out to get some better meals." Zhang Yingli said very gently.
"Mom, just have a meal at home, no need to go through so much trouble."
Zhou Chuan yawned. Although the exam only lasted about ten hours, the final battle exhausted his energy.
Now he just wanted to catch up on some sleep.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to go back to my room and take a nap. Don't call me for lunch."
After saying that, he turned around and went back into the house. When he closed the door, he heard his mother whisper, "Don't let me hear the word 'number one' again before the results are released. The exams are over. Why put so much pressure on the child?"
"Alas, wife, you just don't have confidence in our son. I've heard from Old Man Fu before that our son's level is extraordinary." Zhou Cheng said in an exaggerated tone.
"No matter how extraordinary he is, he is still our son, right?"
"You can't say that. Old Fu said that if our son breaks through the gold level, he will be more than qualified to be the president of a city-level association. We have been working for more than 20 years and still haven't gotten the position, but our son can get it at the age of 18. What kind of concept is this?"
"What concept?"
"The concept of the Zhou family's ancestral tomb exploding!"
After hearing this conversation, Zhou Chuan could hardly open his eyes.
Sleepiness swept over him like a tide, and in a short while, he fell into sleep.
In the misty lake, he seemed to turn into a swimming fish again and returned to the dark blue and mysterious hall.
Different from the last time when there was only a hunchbacked ghost in human clothing, this time there were many more strange-looking guys imitating the appearance of the ancient Chinese court, and they were like civil and military officials, bowing deeply to the guy sitting on the throne.
The ghost figure was seen with his hands folded on his knees, his whole body trembling slightly, as if he was about to scratch his ears and cheeks in excitement in the next moment.
But under the pressure of the majesty of the "king", it still forced itself to sit upright.
This extremely funny scene made Zhou Chuan laugh out loud.
"Huh?"
The next moment, the ghost in the loose robe stood up from the throne.
As if it had sensed something, it raised its head slightly and sniffed in the direction of Zhou Chuan.
After searching for a long time without any results, it had to sit back quietly, and soon its attention was attracted by a seal on the eucalyptus.
"This seal..."
Subconsciously, Zhou Chuan wanted to get closer to take a look, but at this moment the sky and the earth suddenly started spinning.
His vision flickered, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the familiar ceiling at the end of his sight.
"Why does this dream seem like a TV series?"
Zhou Chuan pressed his slightly stinging temple, then stood up to draw the curtains, and saw the sun slowly rising in the east, as if it was early morning.
Only then did I realize that I had slept for nearly twenty hours.
"Huh..."
After drinking the boiled water on the table, he picked up his mobile phone from beside the pillow and started looking at it.
The familiar Emperor Penguin and WeChat both had 99+. Before he could swipe the lock screen, a piece of news popped up: "The top scorer of the 2019 National College Entrance Examination is announced. Not long ago, he actually said such words in front of a beautiful host..."
"Beautiful host? Is it my aesthetic taste that is wrong, or is there something wrong with your expression..."
Looking at the invalidly coded photos on the UZ browser, Zhou Chuan complained subconsciously, but a smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.
Although he had expected this, he was the only one who knew how he felt when the results came out.
"My efforts have finally paid off."
Zhou Chuan was speaking with emotion when he suddenly heard a burst of firecrackers coming from downstairs, followed by a slightly distorted voice amplified by a loudspeaker:
"Neighbors, from today on, my Lao Zhao's Breakfast Shop will be officially renamed Zhou Zhuangyuan Breakfast Shop! I hope everyone will support Lao Zhou's business in the future!"
"Old Zhou?" Zhou Chuan stroked his chin. He clearly remembered that among the residents of the two nearby buildings, theirs was the only one with the surname Zhou.
After his thoughts raced, he stood up, opened the curtains, and looked down through the gap in the window.
"Lao Zhou? Isn't your last name Zhao?" At this time, a bystander expressed his confusion.
"To be honest, my brother returned to his ancestral home not long ago. Coincidentally, when we took out the family tree, we found that Brother Zhou Cheng from our community was actually my cousin."
"My fellow villagers, how can such a coincidence happen in this world? I have lived with my cousin's family day and night for more than ten years, but I didn't know about it. This is a joke."
"Yes, yes." The simple villagers responded one after another.
"Uh..." Zhou Chuan opened his mouth and said nothing.
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