At six o'clock the next morning, all the students who were assigned to No. 19 gathered in the small square and took the school bus to No. 19 Middle School.
Ren Yi sat next to Wen Liang, yawning and complaining, "I have to travel a long way to take a stupid test. I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes. Who will be responsible if I don't get a good grade?"
"It's Athena's!"
During this period, Ren Yi became obsessed with comics and read Saint Seiya to the point of madness. He kept nagging Wen Liang every day.
Ren Yi said disdainfully: "Illiterate! Athena doesn't care about the education sector..."
"Whatever?" Wen Liang snorted coldly, "You like to read but don't seek to understand deeply. Brother Ren, you have wasted your title of intellectual. Let me ask you, what kind of people are the Bronze Xiaoqiang?" Without waiting for Ren Yi to answer, he counted on his fingers and started to criticize them one by one, "A shota, a transvestite, a cool guy with a mother obsession, a stripper, and a phoenix with a ghost-like tendency. If you dare to bring these people to No. 1 Middle School, they will definitely be destroyed. But why are they so successful? In the final analysis, it's because Athena, the queen, educated them well!"
Ren Yi didn't understand what Wen Liang was talking about. Shota, royal sister, ghost? It sounded very profound. This was understandable. In the 1990s, the invasion of Japanese culture was not as intense as in later generations. The students were still familiar with the original version of the "If you have never met Chen Jinnan, it is useless to call yourself a hero" golden sentence, rather than the intrusion of a new generation of educators such as Teacher Wu and Teacher Cang. However, the two teachers were indeed better. They never pretended to be cool. They really did!
Ren Yi's dull expression hurt Wen Liang's enthusiasm. He sighed, "It is even more difficult to educate a little boy about love action movies in 1995 than to popularize nine-year compulsory education!"
Ren Yi was also a little hurt, and felt that it was shameful that he could not keep up with Wen Liang's thoughts, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "I've been studying constellations recently. Do you know constellations? Aries, Capricorn, Pisces, Aquarius, they are very accurate in predicting love..."
What followed was a series of basic knowledge training on constellations. For Uncle Wen, who was annoyed to death by all kinds of constellation tutorials in later generations, being able to listen to all this with a smile was already a great improvement in his personal cultivation.
Unfortunately, Ren Yi didn't know what to do. He whispered to Wen Liang with an extremely obscene smile, "Brother, do you think Virgos will always be virgins?"
Wen Liang didn't even blink, and asked calmly, "What about Sagittarius?"
Ren Yi was shocked by this powerful complaint. Yes, does a Sagittarius have to shoot all the time
For the remaining half, Ren Yi didn’t say another word!
No. 19 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School are separated by half a district. They are the two most popular schools in Qingzhou, but also the most hostile. No. 1 Middle School has a long history. It has gone through decades of ups and downs with the glory of an old noble. It has deep roots and luxuriant branches and leaves, leading the Qingzhou education system to break one college entrance examination record after another. No. 19 Middle School began to rise in the 1980s. With a novel teaching style and scientific school-running philosophy, it has carried out exploratory reforms in a bold and decisive manner. By introducing teaching staff and adjusting the teaching structure, it has changed the bureaucratic thinking of administration as the main and education as the auxiliary, and truly placed teachers in the most important position, fully mobilizing the enthusiasm of the majority of teachers. In just over a decade, it has become a latecomer.
The two schools are competing in many fields. The leaders of the city and the education bureau are optimistic about this situation. Competition brings vitality! However, this has made the teachers and students of the two schools suffer. From the principals to the teachers and students, everyone is trembling with fear for every unified examination, as if one wrong move will lead to a complete loss. The pressure is as great as that of a tadpole looking for its father.
Wen Liang had come to No. 19 Middle School for exams more than once in her previous life, but this was her first time getting into a bridal sedan. After getting off the car, everyone dispersed. Wen Liang found exam room 301 according to the floor plan at the school gate. It was not time to enter yet, but the corridor was full of people, and the chattering filled the air, but it did not make people irritated.
This is the unique atmosphere of this era, warm, exciting, tense, lively, and although childish, it is natural.
Wen Liang stood on tiptoe, scanned the entire room through the heads of the crowd, and finally saw Liu Zhihe outside classroom 304.
I have to say that the gambling godfather is so cool no matter where he is, it is hard not to notice him. The students who came to take the exam all brought their own stationery bags and review materials, but Liu Zhihe came with nothing in his hands, lying lonely on the railing, his F-shaped curves were outstanding and eye-catching, and Zhang Song, Jiang Tao and others stood beside him, respectfully holding various exam props. If there was a little maid massaging his shoulders and back, it would obviously be a picture of a dandy boy going out for a trip!
Wen Liang squeezed through with difficulty. Zhang Song smiled and greeted him, "Brother Wen!" Then a chorus of "Brother Wen, Brother Wen" rang out, and Wen Liang's hair stood on end. He was not interested in competing with these little brats for supremacy in school. He nodded with a smile, bumped his shoulder against Liu Zhihe, and whispered, "What are you looking at? Why are you so absent-minded?"
Liu Zhihe then noticed Wen Liang. He pointed his chubby hand downwards and asked a serious question, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Wen Liang looked down in the direction of his finger in confusion. In the wide campus, a girl in green clothes was running quickly towards the teaching building, holding up the corner of her clothes.
In the early winter morning, it seems as if a stream of clear spring air is blowing towards you, refreshing your heart and lungs!
Wen Liang coughed dryly and said, "Zhihe, you know, sometimes life can be a little asymmetrical..."
Liu Zhihe is definitely a talented and charming boy. Wen Liang knows this better than anyone else. But the problem is that this perception is based on his two lives. You can't expect a young girl who has a beautiful dream of first love to fall in love with Liu Zhihe at first sight...
This is the treatment only Gu Wenyuan can enjoy!
The girl appeared at the stairs, and several girls from No. 19 Middle School rushed over. They said something, but the girl blushed and tried to tear their mouths apart. They got into a fight. Liu Zhihe leaned against the railing and said word by word, "Boss, I want to chase her!"
Wen Liang was reluctant to interfere in his friend's life, but he had to remind him: "Zhihe..."
Liu Zhihe was extremely smart and knew what he wanted to say. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a bastard like Gu Wenyuan and Bai Huan who only know how to bully women! I will make her like me willingly!"
As long as it wasn't some despicable means, Wen Liang's curiosity was aroused, and he asked, "When are you going to take action?"
Liu Zhihe stood up straight abruptly and said, "Now!"
Wen Liang raised his middle finger and praised: "So domineering!"
I thought Fatty Liu would go up to chat directly, but unexpectedly he pulled Zhang Songjiang Tao aside and whispered for a while, and a good show began.
"Make way, make way, why are you pushing so hard? People from No. 1 Middle School have gathered together, go to No. 19 Middle School."
With the pushing and shoving of several people, the crowd was divided into two distinct factions. The students from No. 1 Middle School took advantage of the situation and united together to occupy the leeward side of the corridor near the stairs, forcing the students from No. 19 Middle School to the outside of the corridor to blow the cold wind.
"Haha, what a bunch of idiots!" Zhang Song's laughter made people want to die.
"That's right, where's the master? I think they are the natives. They have no fighting spirit at all. They are all wilted!" Jiang Tao is quite educated and knows the natives...
Liu Zhihe made a grand entrance, folded his arms, and said, "Not without reason. It is the family rule that when the Nineteenth Elder sees the First Elder, he must give way."
"Whose family rules?"
"Athena's family rules!"
The boys laughed wildly, and several girls from No. 1 Middle School hid aside obediently to avoid being implicated.
Well, Liu Zhihe must have been hanging out with Ren Yi recently, another Saint Seiya fan! Wen Liang shook his head and laughed, but he couldn't figure out what Liu Zhihe was up to. However, almost every time the two schools took exams together, there would be some problems. He was used to it and didn't bother with these annoying people. He stood alone at the corner, lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.
"What?"
"Natives? I'm your uncle!"
"Whose cowshed has its door open? Farting here in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of polluting the air? Oh, sorry, it turns out you are from No. 1 Middle School. I understand..."
Someone immediately joined in the fun: "What do you understand?"
"Given the quality of these idiots in No. 1 Middle School, we can't expect too much..."
"Hahaha!" This time it was the turn of the people from No. 19 Middle School to laugh. Wen Liang opened his eyes in surprise. The person who spoke was a gentle boy with glasses. He had a handsome face and smiled shyly like a girl. His mouth was quite vicious!
The aggro is very stable, the T is not weak at all, a great T.
Wen Liang raised his middle finger again and secretly praised!
Zhang Song and the others' faces turned pale, but Liu Zhihe remained calm. He suddenly sneered, grabbed the stationery bag in Zhang Song's hand and threw it at him.
"Bang!"
That’s why people say that the DPS hit rate is always high. It hit the God T’s forehead without any deviation, leaving a cut about an inch long, with blood dripping. The scene was extremely brutal!
People from both sides were stunned. According to convention, this should have been a Hollywood blockbuster-style brawl, but the next scene shocked Wen Liang so much that he was completely confused.
Zhang Song picked up the bottle of blue ink in his hand without hesitation and smashed it hard on his forehead. Blood splattered everywhere and his face became hideous.
Wen Liang was stunned. Brother Song, you just came back from training at the base, and you're going to self-destruct
The whole place was silent.
"Ouch!"
Zhang Song covered his forehead and screamed. Jiang Tao immediately shouted: "No. 19 Middle School is beating people up, No. 19 Middle School is beating people up..."
The god tank who was holding the aggro was furious. MB, is this how you bully others? After the BOSS was opened, he didn't study the fighting method, but only knew how to call the GM to report him. What kind of character is this!
The onlookers were in an uproar. Wen Liang was stunned. Zhihe, don't tell me you are acting out this just to leave an indelible impression on this little girl.
If you are really so shameless, well, there is a chance of success...
(Today's temperature is a horrible 41 degrees, and I have to be outside all day, so the poor meatballs are already cooked. I stayed up to finish writing this chapter, and I really want to take a shower and go to bed...)