On the afternoon of June 6, 2006, the weather was a little hot, and the road surface sprinkled by the sprinkler truck was very wet. I stood by the roadside waiting for the bus.

When I was taking Chinese exams this morning, my parents were going to learn from those stupid parents, and went to accompany me for the exam, but I refused them sternly. The exams were basically the same as big strips, and I sat in my seat and held them until the ringtone rang. Think about it, when you were holding your face red and sweating on the toilet, there were two people waiting anxiously outside the door with the boss's sun, are you stupid? That will only make me even more nervous.

Facts have proved that I am wise. This morning, my mentality was quite relaxed. I thought I did a good job in the exam, but the composition was a little worse. There was no way, I was not a person who knew how to break. However, I think it would be fine for 110 to 200. Chinese is my strength. Next, it was the most critical moment. The exam this afternoon was mathematics.

"Qinglong Ring, brother, it's up to you." I lowered my head and looked at the Qinglong Ring, and said to myself in my heart.

At this moment, I had actually felt a little more or less active in my heart. I seemed to be shouting to me, let me out, let me out, I'm ready.

Boss, why don’t I want to let you out? I also want to know what it feels like to use the Qinglong Ring. But it doesn’t work. The guy who passed it to me said that the Qinglong Ring has less than three hours of effectiveness. Now letting you out, what should I do during the exam?

Alas, the first time I used such a precious ability, it was not used to soak up girls, but to take exams. Damn, my life in Chu Tianqi is really hard.

Waiting around, the abominable No. 16 finally arrived. It was noon, so there was no one in the car, it was empty. I just invested three dollars into the money box and sat down by the car door. I saw someone following him got into the car. When he got into the car, he took his pockets all over his body, as if he had forgotten to bring the money, and looked embarrassed.

And the fat driver also looked arrogant and said, "get out if you don't have money."

The man was a little embarrassed, and he looked around anxiously. There was no one in the car, so he looked at me. It was only then that I could see clearly that this man was a man with glasses, about the same height as me, carrying a schoolbag and having a short parting, unlike someone who came to pay for the car on purpose.

It seems that he is also a student, but it only costs a few dollars anyway, just treat it as a good deed. So I asked him, "Where are you going?"

The man said embarrassedly: "Seventh Middle School."

I stood up and threw three dollars into the money box. The man hurriedly bowed gratefully and said, "Thank you so much, otherwise, I might delay the college entrance examination."

I opened my eyes wide, right? This guy is so coincidental that he also came to the college entrance examination.

Seeing my surprised expression, looking at the schoolbag on my back, the man smiled and said, "You can't go to the college entrance examination too, are you?"

I smiled and nodded, "That's it."

"I look like you." He smiled and leaned back and sat beside me, "Where is your exam room?"

I turned my head and replied, "Like you, you are also the No. 7 Middle School."

The man in glasses pushed his glasses, "Which examination room are you in?"

"I don't remember it very much. It seems to be in the examination room No. 37." I said with no certainty.

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the expression of the man in glasses froze. "No...will...be it?" As he said that, he took out the admission ticket from his schoolbag and reached it in front of me, "I am also the No. 37 examination room."

I was also stunned now, "It's not such a coincidence, right?"

As I said that, I took out the admission ticket from my pocket and took a look. I was stunned. It was really the same exam room.

After staying for a while, before I asked the question, the man in glasses asked the question I wanted to ask, "How is your math?"

I sighed and shook my head, "Only."

The man in glasses also shook his head, "I'm average, I guess I'll take the exam at most 80, what about you?"

I pouted and said, "If you perform normally, you will be 40 or 50?"

The man in glasses said "Ah" first, "Ah" so unhappy. Damn, do you need to be disappointed so obviously? It hurts my self-esteem, right? But what he said next made me feel great about him. He smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. If we sit close, I will find a way to let you copy mine."

If I hadn't had the Qinglong Ring, I might have been moved to tears. Although cheating is a normal thing, every time I take a slightly older exam, I would not be willing to copy it for you. And in the most important college entrance examination in life, this brother promised to copy it for me because I invested three dollars for him, asking me not to be moved.

"Thank you then." I nodded to him and said.

"It's nothing, meeting is fate." He said, and waved his hand with a smile with a very slight smell of the world.

Although I have never met before, I think the man with glasses doesn't hate it, so I started talking to him. He is not a very talkative person, and he is even a little shy, but we chatted well instead. Because I don't like those guys who are obviously nothing but can talk nonsense for eight hours.

It took about twenty minutes to drive from our house to No. 7 Middle School, and we only had about twenty minutes to chat. From our chat, I knew that his name was Zhang Sheng, who was a student from No. 5 Middle School next door. His grades were average, but he was not biased towards subjects, and each subject was similar.

When we talked about this, the car had arrived. We got off the bus together and saw that there were very white-minded students and parents who were also white-minded. Looking at the watch, it was still half an hour before we entered the venue. So I asked Zhang Sheng to go to the convenience store at the door to buy ice cream.

While eating ice cream, I asked Zhang Sheng, "Why don't you let your parents come to accompany you?"

Zhang Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at me, saying, "My parents run a mahjong restaurant and have to take care of the guests, so there is no time, what about you?"

What a mahjong hall? It seems that Zhang Sheng’s family is in trouble. There are mahjong halls everywhere in Tonghai City, and many of them are run by laid-off workers. They are busy day and night, and only two or three thousand yuan a month.

When I was about to answer him, I suddenly found that Zhang Sheng's eyes unconsciously drifted behind me, and his expression also became more focused from scattered. I was about to ask a question, and Zhang Sheng spoke first, "Turn right 57 degrees, at two o'clock."

I turned in the direction he said in confusion. It was nothing. It was just a live interview with the college entrance examination. The reporter asked Baimu questions. What do you think of this year's test questions? The student gave Baimu answers, and I think it was OK. The guy who was interviewed looked like a good student. Although he was a woman, he looked average... I was whispering, this reporter MM seemed...

Her hair is not long, but it just looks like it is just hanging down to her ears. It is considered a middle-hair. She is 1.623 meters tall. She is probably around thirty years old. Her figure is a little plump and she still maintains some traces of a girl. Her main temptation comes from the unique charm of women.

"How is it? Is it right?" Zhang Sheng continued to stare at the reporter MM motionlessly and said to me.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little respect for him. Why can someone keep his expression so arrogant and inviolable and serious when talking about such a vulgar topic? Is this the so-called commentary of a slander?

"It's not like a MM, it should be a woman, but it's really a very good woman." I swallowed quietly, "But, I look familiar."

"Aren't you? This is the news anchor of Economic TV. Didn't you recognize it?" Zhang Sheng said to me, his hands making a miltation action at the same time, while his face still maintained a solemn expression.

"Oh, no wonder I feel so familiar." As I said this, countless magnificent sexual fantasies emerged in my mind at the same time. In order to reduce the impact of this fantasy on my soul, I silently recited in my heart, "People who like sexual fantasies are pure, because they have never done anything before they fantasize. I am pure, I am pure."

"Oh..." While I was silently reciting, I suddenly heard Zhang Sheng make such a very strange sound. Then I found that the very nice woman was walking towards us.

"Oh..." I made this sound.

As this very nice woman got closer and closer to us, my mind was dizzy and suddenly I saw her slow down, her eyes looked at me lewdly, her tongue slowly stretched out, and she licked around her shiny lips. Then, she unbuttoned the two buttons of her pink suit and unbuttoned the white shirt inside.

God, the fragrance of the body is so fainting.

"Let me help me, or I will really fall." Just when I was most intoxicated, a man's voice sounded in my ears, calling me back to this sinful world.

At this time, I realized that a good woman had already walked into the convenience store, and the perfume that was neither thick nor light on her body was drilling into our noses, causing the little hearts of our two young men to thrive.

"Please give me five bottles of Coke."

When a good woman said this to the boss, Zhang Sheng's hand that was holding on my shoulder and grabbed me hard, making me feel painful. I turned around angrily and looked at him behind me, not because his hand hurt my shoulder, but because of something else - his key part suddenly stood proudly and poked straight into my thigh.

Zhang Sheng glanced at me with a rosy face, looking ashamed. When I saw him like this, I didn't say anything else. I just sighed softly, reached into my pocket with my right hand, and secretly pressed down the same proud part.

I can still understand that everyone is a man.

When my right hand reached into my pocket to suppress the proud part of my body, the ice cream in my hand had melted because I didn't eat it for a long time, and even the slightly melted ice water flowed to my palm. So, my left hand stretched out and pulled the ice cream into the trash can. Just as my left hand was stretched out, I saw a piece of paper that seemed to fly out of the good woman's pocket. Maybe it was brought out when she took the money.

Almost out of instinct, my hand took the opportunity to scoop up the piece of paper. The good woman probably noticed my movement and looked at me slightly strangely. Fortunately, there was still a little sticky ice cream water on my hand, which just stuck the piece of paper to the palm of my hand, so she didn't see anything. She only swept me for about a second, then turned her face and left with her bag of Coke.

Before she walked out the door, she heard her phone ringing, "Hey...ah, I'm here to visit the scene. There's no way. Xiao Wang suddenly became ill. The news will be broadcast again tonight. There is no one at that time, so I'll count it. Are you coming back to have dinner tonight... Annoying..."

Then, we couldn't hear what she said, because she had already walked away. But the two last pronunciations that we heard were filled with coquettishness shocked us two young men. Zhang Sheng grabbed my hand hard on my shoulder, but this time I did so quickly that he didn't stab me.

After the reporter MM finally walked away, we realized that the time was almost over and it was time to enter the examination room. Zhang Sheng rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I will definitely do a good job today."

I was thinking about the piece of paper in my hand and the Qinglong Ring, so I didn't care much about his words. I just shook my head and said, "In the future, when I explain the idiom "Single Scam" in middle school Chinese classes, I should use the video you just did."

Zhang Sheng laughed, but didn't make any excuses. He just put his shoulders on me and walked to the examination room with me. Although he had only known each other for an hour, the experience of the reporter MM just now made us both look like old friends.

When I walked downstairs, I saw the toilet downstairs. I thought I could summon the soul in the Qinglong Ring and looked at the paper sheets in the palm of my hand. So I said to Zhang Sheng: "I'll go to the toilet first, you go up first."

Hearing me say this, Zhang Sheng's eyes widened, "Aren't you? It's the college entrance examination now, are you that anxious?"

I didn't hear what it meant at first, but after a while, I figured it out, "Damn, what are you thinking? I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh..." Zhang Sheng nodded, "Don't say it, I'm a little anxious to pee when you say that. I'll go with you."

Who is it? If I don’t pee, you don’t pee. If I want to pee, you want to pee. Your bladder has an automatic switch? Even though that’s the case, I can’t really stop him and not let him go to the bathroom with me, right?

So, we went to the toilet together. As soon as we entered the toilet, I walked into the single room, locked the door, swallowed, and felt that I was ready, I gently said - "Qinglong has no regrets!"

As soon as I finished my thoughts, I felt that my mind suddenly had countless images as usual, as usual. However, this time, I was all wearing clothes, and I was still a man.

The first one I saw was a prodigal son dressed in sloppy, ungrateful, with a shallow, disdainful, and cynical smile on his lips. He seemed to be lazy at all times. What he was best at was to impress women with decadent aura, lazy movements and expressions. In addition, he was also very talented in art, especially in sculpture.

This kind of prodigal son is very useful when he is a MM, so forget it when he is in the college entrance examination.

The next second one is that he is straight in suit, looks gentle and polite, and he has a confident smile on his face, unconsciously exuding a spirit that cannot defeat him no difficulties, which makes people unable to help but be impressed by his style. His specialties are business and management.

Business and management? You should be able to calculate money when doing business, right? How about mathematics?

Thinking of this, I asked the man in my heart, "Hey, how are you doing math?"

The man scratched his head strangely, "Mathematics? What do you need to do when you soak a MM in math?"

"Don't spend time on my MM, help me with the college entrance examination for the time being," I explained.

The man shook his head, "I'm sorry, the soul in our Qinglong Ring is only responsible for helping you soak your MM. We generally don't do anything other than that, so this is to prevent you from using the Qinglong Ring to do bad things."

I almost fainted. Do I need to be so unrestrained?

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Sucking a girl is an inseparable whole with daily life. You are still a master of MM. Do you rely on your mouth to talk about it? A good identity background is an indispensable condition! If I can't even pass the university, I will still be a fucking girl?" When I said this, I was full of anger. Even though that popularity was amazing, I was defeated by me this time. He nodded and said, "Well, what you said makes sense, but although I am good at math, what I fear most in my life is the college entrance examination. If I integrate into your consciousness, I might be ruining the blame. Why not, I will introduce myself to you?"

The man said, and immediately faded from my eyes. Another person in his pajamas and holding a book in his hand appeared in front of me. When I saw him, I almost knocked my head to the wall of the toilet. Because this person turned out to be... Russell?

That's right, it's him. I'm his admirer. I've seen his photos. He is definitely Bertrand. Russell, the most powerful philosopher, mathematician, and logician of the 20th century. What's more abnormal is that this guy actually won the Nobel Prize in Literature. He is simply an all-rounder and a genius. Moreover, this guy seems to have a high attainment in his MM. I didn't expect that he actually had him in my Qinglong Ring. It's really incredible.

Although I was already 100% sure that he was my idol Russell, I couldn't help asking: "Are you...you are Russell?"

Russell took off his world-famous pipe and nodded at me, "Yes, I'm Russell."

Oh my God, I was so excited that I was about to twitch. I actually saw Russell. Not only that, he also wanted to help me with the college entrance examination. No, why did he speak Chinese? Just as I was about to ask this question, Russell placed his pipe at me, "I am only part of Russell's consciousness, not all of Russell's consciousness. The reason why I can communicate with you in Chinese is because of the Qinglong Ring. I just heard Tang Feng say, do you need someone to help you take math exams?"

"Well..." I really wanted to say something, but when facing my idol, I really couldn't speak.

Russell pointed at me with his pipe and said, "I will help you, but you must remember that the Azure Dragon Ring is a gift from God. You must not use it to do bad things, otherwise you will be punished."

I nodded honestly, "Of course, don't worry, bad things are not something that everyone can do, I don't have that ability."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that all the pictures in front of me disappeared and were pitch black. Then, there was a feeling of being entered into the sky spirit cap by something warm. After a moment, I completely returned to reality and found that my consciousness still existed and did not disappear because I still knew clearly that I was Chu Tianqi.

It turns out that after using the souls in the Azure Dragon Ring, these souls do not devour my consciousness, but become part of my consciousness. Simply put, those souls give up their consciousness and temporarily turn what they know and understand into what I understand and know. When Russell's consciousness becomes my consciousness, I found that the world in my eyes is no longer much the same as usual. However, I cannot say in detail what is different, but suddenly I feel that many things in life are not as important as I imagined.

At the same time, I also feel that it doesn’t seem strange that I do anything now. Fortunately, at this time, I still knew very clearly that the college entrance examination is very important to me, and I must take 150 points in math.
Chapter completed!