Chapter 39 Goal: Bar Dance University
The next morning, Xia Xinyu made two portions of scallion noodles with noodles and part of the pork belly. After having breakfast together in Chen Yuan's room, they took the car to school together.
In the past, Chen Yuan took the subway more often, but when taking the 737 bus, the Fourth Middle School and the Eleventh Middle School happened to be on the same line, and it was cheap. It only cost 1.5 yuan to pay with Alipay, so Chen Yuan's fixed mode of transportation became the bus.
"Text to me after you get in the car after school."
When they arrived at Xuefu Station, after the arrival announcement was over, Xia Xinyu stood up holding her schoolbag and said goodbye to Chen Yuan.
"Yes, I will."
"Bye"
"Bye-Bye."
After Xia Xinyu got off the bus, the seat next to Chen Yuan turned into a boy from No. 11 Middle School. Chen Yuan also put on his earphones again and listened to music by the window to learn English.
‘Slowly follow the rhythm and make wave’
'Sweet cream it's your birthday cake'
The sounds of nature playing in the headphones could not overwhelm Chen Yuan's thoughts.
[Because, 504+121 equals 625]
"Because, 504+121 equals 625."
Not only did she think so in her heart, but she also said it out loud.
Not even a single punctuation mark has changed.
Even Chen Yuan couldn't achieve this level of unity between heart and mouth.
It can only be said that Xia Xinyu has been practicing the way of forbearance that she speaks directly.
But……
Your score is so high, can I really catch up?
With a score of 625, he can be ranked 65th among the top 100 in the top 11, 14 points higher than Tang Siwen, who is 88th.
In other words, if he wants to catch up with Xia Xinyu's level, he must surpass Tang Siwen, who is number one in the class, and continue to improve, break through the entry level of bar dancing, and be comparable to the disciples of the eleventh sect and the geniuses of class two (one).
The super power is indeed strong, but the examination rooms are randomly assigned. Whether there is a super academic master depends on luck, and the upper limit of listening to the inner voice will be weakened after this week, and it will become a lonely listening that consumes physical strength.
Superpowers can be trusted.
But more importantly, it depends on yourself.
If he really listed a goal, Haidong University in this province, not only himself, but also Xia Xinyu was still more than thirty points away, a far cry from it.
Therefore, for them, the target they want to pursue is probably a famous school in a neighboring province, Lumen University, with a score of 620 to 630.
This is not what a person like me who can't even get a single line should think about.
But……
What Xia Xinyu said was not that she hoped to improve herself by 121 points, but that she believed in it.
In other words, you didn't give yourself a choice.
Is this Jingnan Meituo also so domineering...
No, why do I have to listen to her?
What does she say?
She said to improve 121 points, I have to improve 121 points?
I'm highly motivated, can't I improve my score by 125 points?
In this sad era where "raking ears" is twisted into the standard of a good man, it is still necessary to rely on male chauvinism like Chen Yuan to revive the glory of Southeast men.
"We've arrived at Fushou Road. Passengers arriving at the station, please get off. The next stop -"
While he was thinking wildly, Chen Yuan arrived at the station.
All the day students from No. 11 Middle School got off at this stop.
Following the crowd, they poured into the school and went to his class. After putting down his schoolbag, Chen Yuan felt Zhou Fu's eyes, staring directly at him.
[Please...change seats as soon as possible. I want to sit next to you. The aura of Li Youyou next to you is a bit too scary! 】
What happened to Li Youyou?
Chen Yuan pretended to take something from his schoolbag, then quietly looked at Li Youyou, and found that the other person's eyes were indeed a bit resentful, as if he was glaring at himself. She had never shown this kind of look to herself before.
[Chen Yuan must have wanted to win Zhou Fu's favor, so he offered to change places for her...]
[After being a classmate for a year, you actually think of me as that kind of green tea? 】
[You charming guy, you must be attracted by those big breasts! 】
No, why are you scolding me?
It was really troublesome for Chen Yuan to avoid Li Youyou's sight, as his name suggests.
I actually have a good relationship with Li Youyou. Although we are not in the same small circle, we always say hello every time we see her in other places in the school. Because she sits behind me and chats, she is definitely not the kind of Huang Ying who always wants to talk to you. The gossip girls who said, "I want to see rivers of blood" are just because they and Huang Ying graduated from the 11th grade of the 11th grade, so they are not kind to others...
Admittedly, doing this for the transfer student hurts the feelings of the old classmates.
But in your heart, you scolded me for being a big-breasted sebastard. Is it fair to say that I made such a dirty rumor?
"Chen Yuan, do you drink milk?"
At this moment, Zhou Fu suddenly stepped forward, holding a bottle of something she didn't know clearly in her hands, and asked herself.
Magnificent.
【Let me just say it! 】
No, I didn't take the initiative. She bumped into my field of vision. Does this count?
Okay, okay, I will do this evil thing.
After all, he was not made of dough, and he still had a bit of a temper, so after accepting Zhou Fu's milk, he left the classroom without saying a word and went to another teaching building where he needed to cross a covered bridge.
Bang bang bang, knock on the door of the second grade mathematics teaching and research group office.
Then, open the door.
[Chen Yuan, what is he doing here? 】
When he saw himself for the first time, Lao Mo asked this question in his heart that sounded like a bitch.
Obviously it is normal for my students to come to this kind of place, but it was only me who affected my mood.
Lao Mo, are you treating me...
"Old...teacher, I have something to report to you." Chen Yuan walked to his side and said awkwardly.
"Well, you tell me." Lao Mo said calmly without turning his head.
【Do you have something to ask of me? This is not his usual tone. 】
【Not so flattering】
What a twisted character, why do you think so bad about your own students?
After thinking about it, Chen Yuan said: "That's it, the transfer student Zhou Fu seemed to have a misunderstanding with Li Youyou yesterday, and the two of them can't get along anymore, but she thought that she just transferred here and didn't dare to talk to her. Old...Teacher, you tell me, so I want me to tell you something."
[Zhou Fu also wants to change positions? 】
[It seems that I really had a conflict with Li Youyou]
[Li Youyou’s score of 520 may be exaggerated, but Zhou Fu’s score of over 580 doesn’t look like she can lie. 】
No, you're going a bit too damn far.
Should I be humanely destroyed with a score of 504?
[But what does this have to do with Chen Yuan who scored 500 points? 】
You really have enough!
Moriarty used the memory palace to commit a crime. You used the memory palace to store all the students' grades in your mind, just to distinguish between the third, sixth and ninth grades... The level of performance has dropped too much all at once.
[However, Chen Yuan was praised by Secretary Han yesterday]
[Secretary Han even praised me for this...]
[Forget it, just think of it as returning a favor, I don’t want to owe him anything]
"Anyway, you and He Sijiao are holding each other back, so let He Sijiao and Zhou Fu change places." Looking at Chen Yuan, Lao Mo said seriously, "From now on, I will be my roommate with Zhou Fu and learn English well from them. She last time before she transferred to another school. There are more than 130 English exams.”
OK, let me correct it.
Lao Mo didn't remember all the students' grades.
Rather, all students’ scores in all subjects.
In the memory palace, you put all the rotten fish and shrimps in it, Old Mo.
"Thank you, teacher." If a person like Lao Mo can agree to his request, even if he is hanged, what can Chen Yuan say? Of course, he accepts it gratefully.
Then, Chen Yuan turned around and left the office.
[Tsk, he’s going to make a fuss again]
Lao Mo's voice...Who is he referring to?
"Teacher Mo, when your class goes out to participate in the Olympiad this time, it should all depend on Tang Siwen, right?" The male teacher, who should be holding the thermos cup, leaned next to Lao Mo's chair with a smile.
Zhang Liang, a mathematics teacher in Class 16.
Both Lao Mo and Lao Mo are experienced senior teachers.
Therefore, it is also an absolute competitive relationship.
"Tang Siwen is the only one who can win the award." The taciturn old Mo said with rare certainty.
Tang Siwen's position in Lao Mo's heart is really unshakable, even if he said this...
"That's for sure. I hope our class can also win the prize, haha." Zhang Liang was still smiling.
But inside, it's very dark.
[It is also a class with mediocre students, but I brought out at least three students like Tang Siwen]
[And there is also a competition machine for special training for the Mathematical Olympiad, Ouyang Yuxin, who ranks 50th in grade! 】
[Don’t think that just because Secretary Han praised you for teaching a life-saving hero, you can beat me, right? 】
Although the two of them looked calm, there was an undercurrent of hostility in the air.
[The next special teacher is me]
[The next special teacher is me]
While the two were secretly fighting over this, Chen Yuan left the office and closed the door with a calm expression, but he was quite inspired in his heart.
It seems that Lao Mo has determined that the second spot will be rounded up.
But during the exam, Tang Siwen wasn't the only one...
Three people go together there must be my teacher.