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Chapter 12
Gu Dazhi watched Gu Wang coming this way, opened the car door early, looked at the umbrella and got into the car, he stuffed over a paper bag, "just made honey Hawthorn, you eat first, go home and your mother cooked dinner."
Looking at the warm Hawthorn in his hand, he buried himself in two and heard Gu Dazhi say, "you haven't fought recently?"
"." Looking at speechless choking, Gu Dazhi sounded disappointed. After spitting out the Hawthorn core in his mouth, he solemnly announced, "Dad, listen up, I want to take the A big exam."
A big?
Gu Dazhi thought he had heard wrong, but it was not easy for him to hit his son, so he had to make a detour. "look, Dad thinks, why don't you set a smaller goal first, for example, how about we take an undergraduate course in it first?"
A University is the highest university, which is even higher than Tsinghua University and Peking University, which looks at the world in which it is located, with a full score of 750, a score line of 700, and even top students in some places can not achieve such a score. I was shocked when I looked at the score, which was a direct cut of 99% of the people.
That's why Gu Ta-chih had this reaction. He wanted to get a score of 700, but he could still compete with a discount of 350.
Gu Wang does not intend to continue this topic with Gu Dazhi. It is normal for Gu Dazhi not to believe it. After all, his original body is a top low achiever who can not even get two hundred points in the exam.
Perhaps aware of the mood of watching, Gu Dazhi took out a hand and rubbed his hair. "if you really want to take the exam, Dad will hire the best tutor for you!"
Looking at the bulging cheeks, he said, "No, I can do it myself."
Gu Dazhi was so happy, not for anything else, but looked at these few words today, which made him particularly gratified. He didn't care whether he could do it or run the train to cheer himself up. He was satisfied that he could say two words.
Really, Gu Dazhi is quite guilty about looking out. Because of the sudden rise of the family's demolition, the business is getting bigger and bigger, so there is no time to take care of it. Almost all those who look after this generation depend on themselves, and the elders simply cannot spare the time. By the time the reaction comes over, the watch has been wasted.
The first sunny day after the rainstorm, the sky was washed bright, the camphor tree leaves in the school are also glowing.
Gu Wang came early. He Qinghuan put his umbrella on his desk before he got to school. He had just sat down when Song Zhiyan ran in with a steamed stuffed bun in his mouth. Shen Zhao flashed through the corridor.
"are you here so early?"
"catch up with your homework. I played video games until three o'clock at Zhaozi's house last night. Zhaozi is really too lame. I'll play ranked with him later. I'll be the dog!" Song Zhiyan rolled the steamed stuffed bun down and pulled over the schoolbag that had not yet come and stuffed to the desk. "come on, lend me to copy your homework."
Look at the kind reminder, "I did it blindly."
He didn't lie, and although he knew all the questions, he had to control the rate of right and wrong, rise abruptly based on accumulated strength, and finally startle off those people's eyes.
Song Zhiyan has been copied, "I know you did it blindly, I don't bother to make it up. Anyway, our level is about the same, and every time we make it up, it's the most appropriate to copy yours."
When Song Zhiyan finished copying the last question, the Chinese class representative came to collect the homework. Song Zhiyan handed her the two papers together. "Xiao ou is so beautiful today!"
Look, "."
Meng ou's hair was dyed light pink, only a white navel vest was worn in his broad school uniform, and the zipper was just up to his chest. Just looking at her fashionable and exquisite appearance, really can't see that she is high achiever in the top 10 of the grade and the daughter of the headmaster, otherwise her hair color would have been enough to punish her.
Meng ou smiled and went to collect the other students' homework without staying much.
Song Zhiyan lay down on the table and looked at Meng'ou 's back. Nana said, "she really has a good look."
Looking at the perfunctory nod, Meng ou is good-looking, but it has nothing to do with them, especially it has nothing to do with Song Zhiyan. Song Zhiyan is about to become Mengou's licking dog, in his words, "lick the dog, lick the dog, in the end, everything."
I don't know if others have a look, but Song Zhiyan didn't lick it anyway. Although Meng ou does not look very serious in appearance and belongs to the playful type, in fact, people have a clear mind. Meng ou ended up becoming a professor in an important university and married a promising young department director of the research institute.
It is clear that no one likes such rubbish as Song Zhiyan.
Looking forward to this is an objective fact, he is not also a waste in the eyes of others.
So he poked Song Zhiyan on the shoulder and said, "Yan Gouzi, do you want to chase Mengou?"
Song Zhiyan's eyes lit up, "do you have a way?"
Look, "everything is inferior, but reading is high. Mengou likes to learn well, don't you see?"
Song Zhiyan subconsciously looked at Meng'ou. She was standing at he Qinghuan's table, covering her mouth and smiling, which was very different from her attitude towards him and hope.
Song Zhiyan pondered for a while, and when he thought he was going to refuse, he punched the table, shaking the mountains and rivers, "I promise you, you have studied hard for he Qinghuan, and I will work hard for her!"
Song Zhiyan almost roared, and the whole class looked at them, including he Qinghuan.
Look, "."
Gu Wang was not surprised to see a thoughtful and meaningful look in he Qinghuan's eyes, which vaguely revealed a trace of irony.
He finally pulled away from he Qinghuan and fell short of success.
Before noon, the whole grade knew that the dude low achiever was looking forward to learning to chase their Gaoling flower he Qinghuan.
The author has something to say: come on, let's see what the pig teammates look like. Yes, that's right. That's what Song Zhiyan looks like.
In the article, the number one student emphasizes that in some places, the score system of the difficulty degree of the test paper is different in each place, so it cannot be generalized. Here is a comment.