Chapter 7 Three Major Illusions in Life

Chapter 7 Three Major Illusions in Life

Morning reading is from 7:30 to 8:00. Although Class 18 is at the tail end of the school, it is a provincial key high school like No. 11 Middle School, and half of the students in the class are still memorizing English words.

Although there were a lot of pendulums left, it didn't affect anyone.

It can only be said that the lower limit of the school spirit of No. 11 Middle School is still much higher than that of some ordinary high schools.

"Yuan, let me tell you something very interesting."

Sitting in front, a boy with short hair like a hedgehog and medium height turned his head, with a hint of King Qin Wu's smile on his face.

I don’t know if you have such a person around you. As soon as he opens his mouth, the topic will become very obscene. Even if the sentence he says has normal meaning, when it comes out of the other person’s mouth, the atmosphere will always become very obscene.

And it just so happens that Zhou Yu is like this.

Seeing Zhou Yu turn his head, Chen Yuan's deskmate, a girl with a ponytail and some freckles on her face, also came over slightly, copying wrong questions in her notebook while listening with her ears straight.

Fortunately, my deskmate He Sijiao has a strong tolerance for pornography and is also a fun person.

"How stupid is it?"

Covering his mouth, Zhou Yu whispered: "This morning, I went to the head teacher's office and saw an unknown girl checking in."

"Does anyone want to join the class? It's not a serious relationship. Why did you join class 18?"

"That's not the key, the key is that girl..." At this point, Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, "Very impressive."

"Looking very tall?"

"I didn't look at the face, so I can't remember it."

"What did you look at without looking at your face?"

"Young boy, just pretend, pretend." Zhou Yu showed an expression of disgust and disdain.

At this moment, the serious and old-fashioned head teacher, Lao Mo, with a face as square as that made from Minecraft, walked in.

At the same time, there was a girl standing behind her, carrying a schoolbag and wearing the uniform of No. 11 Middle School.

The moment they saw it, almost all the boys in the class looked over.

"Transfer student?"

"Ah yes, I saw someone in Laoban's office this morning."

"Although I don't remember what happened to her face, I can recognize her at a glance. It's amazing."

"How's it going?" Zhou Yu had a subtle expression on his face that kept everything secret.

Regarding this question, Chen Yuan only felt strange, why was his super power still ineffective?

Oh, the countdown is on my head.

Moving up the line of sight, the new transfer student is very recognizable, with a beautiful face, some baby fat on the cheeks, short shoulder-length hair, and fluffy bangs, but he wears a pair of disappointing thick-rimmed glasses, which is obviously not good at all. Not fat, but it always makes people feel that she is a little fat...

It probably has something to do with that top-notch figure that even a loose school uniform can't cover.

Your kid's English name is Sona, right?

Logically speaking, if a gun appears in the story, it must be fired.

I can see the lifespan countdown, and a new girl has been transferred to the class, so logically I should use it on her.

But the drama of life is not so logical. The number on Sona's head is [29183]. It can only be said that she is also a beauty, but her life span is ten thousand times longer than Xia Xinyu's.

In fact, after observing the life span of the students in the class, he found that except for a few who died in their early fifties, everyone lived a long life. Among them, Zhou Yu was considered outstanding, and died at the age of 85.

And this girl, including her current 17-year-old age, is 97 years old.

"My name is Zhou Fu, I transferred from No. 23, and I hope to get along well with everyone." The girl lowered her head and introduced herself in a low voice.

"My surname is Zhou, from my own family!" Zhou Yu was excited and showed joy in his eyes.

"Then you can have a good chat with me later."

"If you sit near us, I will definitely strike up a conversation. If I catch this girl... I don't even dare to think about it."

"Coward, I dare to think so."

If nothing else, at least the children are easy to feed.

"You take a seat..." Lao Mo glanced around the classroom and rested his finger on Chen Yuan, "You two often talk nonsense in class. Zhou Fu, please take Tang Jian's seat."

"Why, teacher, I didn't..."

"Hurry up, change now, you sit in the newly inserted seat."

Lao Mo was someone who liked to mess around with students and would change them whenever he asked. Tang Jian had no choice but to clear out the books from his desk and move them to the last row of the classroom.

"I thought it was you who was leaving, idiot." Zhou Yu showed a regretful expression of losing the idea of ​​"first come first get the moon".

"I understand." Chen Yuan nodded with a calm expression.

"Why are you so sensible all of a sudden?"

"The son doesn't want to live with his father."

"You (beep——) are a (beep——)."

When Zhou Yu was singing birds and smelling flowers, a pair of majestic peaks approached quietly. Chen Yuan, who noticed a certain gaze, was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and found that Zhou Fu suddenly lost his sight.

Just now... was she looking at me?

It's coming. It's coming.

I can fight back, I am like a great teacher, Zhou Yu is a human being.

And, the fourth of the three major illusions in life - she is looking at me.

"Come, let's go to class."

Lao Mo knew why these boys were so noisy, so he directly used boring and high-pressure math classes to calm the anger of these boys.

But for Chen Yuan, Lao Mo's class was his favorite.

Although Lao Mo is a bad person and looks fierce, he teaches well in class, because he knows that these guys in the class are definitely not the kind of top students who solve the last question, so in class, the main thing is to lay a solid foundation and do more after class. Talk about expansion problems individually to those who are willing to forge ahead. Therefore, mathematics class is one of the few courses that Chen Yuan can keep up with.

His math scores are basically in the 100s, and when he is good, he can get 110.

Chinese is also pretty good, basically around 100%, especially composition, which is stable at 50%.

Logically speaking, it is no problem to study for a major subject at this level.

It's just that his English is so poor, he often only gets 60 or 70 points. It's obviously not a subject that gets points, but he gets a lot of points.

Although it is mainly Chen Yuan's fault, does the Hexiang County No. 2 Middle School English teacher's friendly accent and poor pronunciation of phonetic symbols have no responsibility for her?

For the remaining three subjects, physical and chemical studies are fairly balanced. Among them, biology is slightly worse, often only passing, and chemistry is acceptable, with scores in the three subjects hovering around 200-220.

Chen Yuan's last total score was 504. There are about 1,000 first-year science students in No. 11 Middle School and more than 400 liberal arts students. He can rank 900th in science.

Haidong Province's last college entrance examination science score line score was 534, which meant that he was still a full 30 points away from the score line.

If you just read an ordinary second book, the meaning of leaving your hometown will be gone.

At that time, the folks in the countryside asked, how was it going to Xia Hai to study?

After three years of struggle, I want to go to Shanghai East University of Arts and Sciences.

Of course, there is no diss at any liberal arts college in any province. After all, I am still three points short of even being admitted to a liberal arts college.

It's a pity that his superpower is such a useless thing, otherwise he really wants to use a cheat to counterattack and get admitted to Huaqing University.

The current goal is to finish a book.

While Chen Yuan was listening carefully, He Sijiao, who was standing next to him, suddenly poked his arm with a gel pen.

"What?" Chen Yuan expressed confusion.

He Sijiao made a 'shh' gesture, and then gently pushed her folding mirror to show him.

Chen Yuan looked sideways, and then saw a face with red cheeks, and eyes that kept glancing here.

impossible.

The possibility that Zhou Yu is a human being is greater than that she is looking at herself.