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While everyone's attention was on Ma Xiaoru, Wang Dong quickly walked to an invigilator and said, "Teacher, can I start?"
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Wang Dong pinched the thread. Only the highest score should be the perfect score. Alas, life is such a torture. Sixteen meters is sixteen meters.
The thread floated out with a shake of his hand. The teacher glanced at it casually and was about to record "failure". As soon as the pen tip was lit, the thread did not fall as he expected...it actually flew out like Ma Xiaoru, and seemed to be more stable!
Seven meters...eight meters...nine meters...still no momentum of falling.
First it was the teacher, followed closely by several students preparing for the exam who also noticed it, and all of them opened their mouths, because at this time Wang Dong's silk thread had already floated twelve meters!
Thirteen meters…
Several people were so angry that they didn't dare to breathe. One of the students pulled a friend next to him, and that person turned back impatiently, "What are you doing!"
Without speaking, he just pointed in the direction of Wang Dong, and soon there was an O-shaped mouth.
Fifteen meters!
Already tied with Ma Xiaoru's score.
However, the silk thread still had no momentum to fall, and it broke through sixteen meters like a broken bamboo, and then fell down weakly.
The invigilator was a second-year student, and his face was almost red. The moment the thread fell, he yelled "Okay!"
Wang Dong felt dizzy and secretly thought something bad was going to happen. What was this guy shouting? He hurriedly exercised his skills and made himself sweat.
Sure enough, everyone's eyes were attracted to the teacher, "Sixteen meters, this student's score is sixteen meters!"
Wow…
This is impossible, sixteen meters, how is it possible!
But sixteen meters away, one end of a silk thread was still hanging on it.
"This classmate...classmate Wang Dong is sixteen meters tall!"
This teacher's voice is really too loud. Brother, stop shouting!
Wang Dong shouted in his heart, but people's eyes suddenly focused on him.
"Mr. Lester, are you right?" the examination room supervisor said.
"Why, are you questioning me? I'm not the only one you see!"
The dozen or so students who saw it were also nodding their heads, "The method he used is similar to that of classmate Ma Xiaoru, and the thread is also floating over."
This time, even the way Ma Xiaoru looked at Wang Dong was a bit wrong. Anatomy mainly lies in the understanding of the body structure of the Zago people, and the requirements for skill are not high, but the control requirements for this hand's core power transmission are not ordinary. Stronger.
He is actually farther than me!
Wang Dong quickly wiped the sweat off his head and looked tired, "Teacher, I'm too tired and a little dizzy. Can I take a rest?"
"Of course, you can go to the side and have a rest. The test has been completed." Teacher Lester said very kindly, obviously very satisfied with the attitude of this student who worked hard to the best of his ability.
Wang Dong walked softly to his seat, constantly wiping his sweat, panting heavily, and performed the whole act. With this perfect score, he should be able to pass on average.
If he wasn't sure that he would pass, he would be too lazy to show up boringly, but there was no way, the situation was not optimistic no matter what. If he was dropped out of school because of a few points missing, then he would really be more unjust than Dou E.
"Wipe it, it's hard for you to act so hard." A scented white handkerchief was handed to him.
Wang Dong smiled bitterly. He knew that some things would always be exposed, and it was impossible to hide this from Ma Xiaoru, who practiced the Witch Art. "Life is like a play, Xiaoru, forgive me."
"Humph, forget it, I'm quite honest. I'll settle the score with you slowly when I get back!"
Ma Xiaoru rolled her eyes at Wang Dong and turned away, but the handkerchief was still in Wang Dong's hand. The students showed envious expressions, especially Hu Yangxuan, who felt really bad. He had never regarded Wang Dong as a competitor. It was really a big mistake. It was a miscalculation. I don’t know when the other party had become so familiar with Ma Xiaoru.
Smelling the refreshing aroma, Wang Dong felt that the sweat was well worth it.
Youth is great.
But after the exam, Wang Dong was summoned by the principal. It seemed that the continuous "heresy" incidents made Samantha want to carefully examine Wang Dong.
Wang Dong is also familiar with the principal's office. Alas, why does the principal's office have to be so luxurious? It seems that making virtual games is still very profitable, not to mention being the heir of DREAm. It's great to be rich.
This time Samantha didn't have an office, she seemed to be waiting for Wang to move.
"Principal, are you looking for me?"
"Haha, classmate Wang Dong, sit down. I heard that you just broke another record. Congratulations."
"Lucky, lucky, good luck." Wang Dong said honestly.
"Luck, your luck is indeed good. It seems that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Classmate Wang Dong, next month we are going to the Bernabeu A-level military academy. This is Yalang's annual practice. You know , We used to communicate with S-level colleges, but Yalang's strength is getting weaker and weaker. S-level colleges are impossible, and even the Bernabeu seems reluctant. As the principal, I feel deeply sad." Samantha said with a sad look on her face.
"Principal, what you said is that I will work hard." Wang Dong thought about his words. Samantha was like a dangerous and beautiful snake. Why should she talk to a small person like him about such a big thing.
"You freshmen are our hope in Yalang. The quality of the previous batches is too poor. Although the Bernabeu Military Academy is A-level, their armed warrior department is very famous. If we end up with a disastrous defeat this time, the second half of the year will be The communication will definitely come to naught, which is quite detrimental to Yalang who is preparing to rise."
Wang Dong could only nod blankly.
"Although students Ma Xiaoru and Hu Yangxuan have joined us this year, we still lack a secret weapon. Student Wang Dong, how about you join us?"
"Me?" Wang Dong pointed at himself and said dumbfounded.
"Yes, I think classmate Wang Dong is very talented in armed combat, so I decided to vigorously explore your potential. How about that?"
Samantha smiled and said, this is a great honor, and it means that Wang Dong will not be dropped out of school regardless of his grades.
The principle is nothing more than human relations. Some things can be fluctuated. The power lies in the hands of the principal.
After a while, Wang Shake shook his head and said, "I'm sorry principal, I can't think of it. My other grades are very poor, and I haven't received systematic training. I still want to lay a good foundation in the first year."
Samantha was stunned. She didn't expect this kid to reject her. This was simply unimaginable. Someone dared to reject her.
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