After Li Qingrong voted, everyone was dumbfounded.
Except for the first arrow, which went out crookedly, all the other arrows hit the target. There was no skill, it was all about feel.
Chai Muying suddenly became desperate. She originally wanted to participate in the competition and win a prize.
"Isn't the squad leader too accurate?"
Yao Beibei came here purely for fun. After the joint entrance examination, no matter what she did, it would be more interesting than studying in the classroom late at night.
She clapped her hands and said, "That's fine, maybe our class really has hope of winning the championship."
The other girls had the same idea. The squad leader's flaw in throwing pots was so accurate that it directly deprived them of their happiness.
The reaction from the boys was exactly the opposite. The boys who had finished voting were slapping their thighs in regret at this moment.
"Damn it, I should have been more serious!"
The boys who had not yet voted were full of fighting spirit and stopped laughing and joking. They were all gearing up and ready to go all out.
Xie Zhihao glanced at Li Qingrong several times, and suddenly realized that the appearance of the monitor of this class had reached an astonishing level.
Eh? She is the monitor?
Isn't the class monitor the girl named Cai Xiang? It seems that if something happens in the class, she always runs over, and then runs over again.
Could it be that the person in front of me is the deputy class cadre?
Liu Yang glanced at the remaining boys who had not yet voted, like Tom leaning against the wall and holding his hands in Tom and Jerry.
He shook his head and clicked his tongue, showing an expression of regret.
Children, there is hell ahead.
Xie Zhihao and Jiang Nian are not in the same row. At this moment, he is staring straight ahead. The best score for boys so far is five out of ten shots.
Just six hits
Jiang Nian was in another row, and it was his turn to throw the pot next. He couldn't help but turn around and glance at Luo Yong, and said hesitantly.
"How about you go first?"
"No, no, no, you go first." Luo Yong refused habitually. No matter what he did, he always liked to be in the back.
Jiang Nian said, "After I vote, you may not want to vote anymore."
"No, you go first." Luo Yong even took a step back, as if he was queuing up for an injection.
He is a typical 50-point boy, not as addicted to mobile phones as Zeng You, nor as taciturn as Luo Zhongping.
Half cheerful, half inferior.
The only expectation for the college entrance examination is to attend Nanjing University, or simply to secure a place at East China Jiaotong University. As soon as he graduates from university!
After four years of undergraduate studies, no one asked me, so I went to Shenzhen with my schoolbag on my back.
Jiang Nian thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to force him down in front of him. Luo Yong couldn't resist, so he was forced to start throwing pots.
Next door, Xie Zhihao stuck out his butt and made six out of ten shots.
From sweating profusely, to a full-on kaka expression, "Ah, I'm the happiest today".
Luo Yong looked timid, but he didn't expect that he would hit four out of eight shots in one shot, which made Xie Zhihao, who opened the champagne in the middle, nervous.
However, Luo Yong dropped the chain on his ninth throw. There was a clang, and the arrow deflected outside the pot.
"Yes!" Xie Zhihao panted slightly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "To be honest, it's a bit of a pity."
Luo Yong smiled and said nothing, his palms became sweaty.
Jiang Nian picked up the arrow and suddenly felt that someone was staring at him. When he saw it was Li Qingrong, the other person quickly looked away.
He didn't hesitate, and barely looked at where the spout was.
He quickly threw ten arrows out in succession. One arrow was still flying in the air, and the second arrow was already shot.
Dong-dong-dong, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.
Ten arrows fell into the pot together, and the sound was clear and refreshing.
Everyone present fell silent instantly. Lao Liu was originally talking on the phone at the door. Seeing this scene, he was speechless.
Liu Yang covered his face and didn't even look at it.
If he hadn't still held a position as a sports committee member, he wouldn't have come at all if Jiang Nian was here.
Xie Zhihao was so dumbfounded that he tried his best to hit a six. But when he turned around, he saw Jiang Qingnian fluttering ten times.
He couldn't accept it and couldn't believe his eyes.
The reaction from the girls was even more exaggerated. Yao Beibei walked over directly and planned to open his sleeves to see if he had cheated.
"What are you doing?"
"Have you turned on the technology?" Yao Beibei didn't touch the mechanism on his sleeve, "Where are they hidden? There are several pigeons."
"Pants," Jiang Nian said without blushing or heart beating.
Yao Beibei touched her chin, "Wait until I find a boy with a round face and a beard to come over."
Li Qingrong stood not far away, listening to the excited discussion of the two girls around him. He silently withdrew his gaze and looked away.
Lao Liu stopped calling and drove back all those who failed the selection, leaving Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong to talk.
There were only three people left in the huge activity room.
"Ahem." Old Liu coughed, looked at Jiang Nian and then at Li Qingrong, a flash of pain suddenly flashed in his eyes.
No, are you SB?
I’m so excited about the fair! Why did I join them together again?
However, there is an old saying in China, what comes comes comes. Now that they have come this far, encourage them to get the prize first.
"This pot throwing competition was decided by the director of the school who was conducting educational reform experiments. He raised a large amount of funds."
"So, this ancient-style pot-throwing game has high rewards and honors, and directly awards money, so you should try hard."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.
"Teacher, do all classes need to participate?"
"Well, all classes in the senior year of high school." Lao Liu said, and then added, "Regardless of arts and sciences, the bonuses are very high."
Li Qingrong's expression was calm. No matter whether he heard about the honor or the bonus, he was unmoved. He just stood quietly and listened.
Jiang Nian asked again, "How many, maknae?"
Seeing the movements of someone's thumb and index finger, Lao Liu almost stopped. He asked with a sullen face and an unhappy expression.
"Nothing right! Why don't you care about honor?"
Jiang Nian scratched his head, "Okay, how much is the honor? Maknae?"
Keep counting money gesture.
"Honor is priceless, you still don't understand." Old Liu thought for a while, "The bonus seems to be one thousand and fifty for the champion."
"Honor is indeed very important." Jiang Nian said seriously, "Teacher, I am willing to contribute my share to the class."
Old Liu was confused, this. Is this right?
"Okay, as long as you have the heart, that's all." Lao Liu was about to end the conversation, but was interrupted by Jiang Nian.
"Teacher, if we all win the championship, do you have any reward?"
Lao Liu: "."
"Teacher, honor." Jiang Nian said insinuatingly, "I'm 100% sure to win the award, so you can rest assured."
Hearing this, Old Liu became more relaxed.
"The prizes for leading teachers are relatively common. It depends on what you like. There are thermos cups, meal cards for a month, etc."
The campus is quiet and dim, as if covered with a thin layer of sand.
Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong came out of Building D side by side and glanced at the third floor of the high school who was already studying in the second period evening class.
"Lao Liu has been talking for so long?"
Hearing this, Li Qingrong glanced at him, stopped and asked.
"Are you short of money?"
"There's no shortage, it's just a matter of participation." Jiang Nian turned to look at Li Qingrong, "Whoever gets the bonus will take it."
Li Qingrong nodded, hummed, and asked again.
"After I take it, do you want it?"
Jiang Nian suddenly looked confused. The squad leader wouldn't have any thoughts about him and wanted to buy off his youth with a thousand yuan.
Too greedy, Qingqing.
Youth is so precious, so you have to pay extra for things like that.
"That's not necessary, I'm just kidding." Jiang Nian explained, "It's not very lacking, it's almost enough."
"Um."
After returning to the classroom, the two returned to their seats.
After Jiang Nian took his seat, he started working hard on his homework. He corrected the test papers and submitted them for inspection. He was busy with the last period of evening self-study.
Seeing him stop writing, Zhang Ningzhi asked.
"I heard from Beibei that you are going to represent the class in the competition?"
"What should I say?" Jiang Nian looked at her.
"Nothing, I just want to congratulate you." Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes turned into crescent moons, "You have to work hard."
Zhizhi is never stingy in giving praise and has the ability to give anything a warm emotional value.
"Then I accept your good wishes. I'll treat you to a scratch-off game another day." Jiang Nian snapped his fingers and said, "Test your luck."
[Winning] This ability has not been obtained yet.
First of all, Song Xiyun's illness needs to be deciphered, and he must find a regular army (doctor) and use [calculation] to decipher it.
But this doesn't stop him from painting pie cakes and teasing the little girl.
If you really buy scratch tickets, that's definitely not the case. The winning rate of that thing is low, and some bosses will even calculate bonuses.
In other words, how much you can win is an objective rule.
[Winning the Prize] No matter how incredible your skills are, it is impossible to win any big prize from a stack of scratch-off tickets worth up to a hundred yuan.
And just picking up a lottery ticket brings endless happiness. As long as you don't hesitate to hit some big prizes, it is much more exciting than scratching off lottery tickets.
Not only is the bonus higher, it is also much safer.
As for why not make it bigger?
Purely because Jiang Nian is too lazy to move, if there is too much movement, he will have to change places to buy lottery tickets, and [winning] is refreshed every five days.
If you are not a professional lottery player, it is more comfortable to fish for small fish.
"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Humph, my luck has always been very good."
Isn’t this just a date alone?
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Scratch off!!
Actually, it’s a lottery!!
Li Hua listened to their muttering for a long time and couldn't stand it any longer. He patted Jiang Nian and said with a sad look on his face.
“Brother, you’ll be compensated for the scratch-off!”
Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Li, what do you say?"
"I used to get tired of going to school, so I gave it a try." Li Hua sighed, "I thought about winning the jackpot, so I stopped going to school."
"Did you win?" Jiang Nian asked with a sincere face, reaching out his hand, "I'm a student, please give me a break."
Li Hua: ".bro, are you serious?"
School is about to end.
Tao Ran suddenly walked in from outside the classroom door, holding a stack of answer sheets in his arms, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
I saw him hurriedly walking to the podium with his answer sheet in his arms, and he was still on the podium with a bang.
He raised his head and looked around the classroom.
"The scores for the Chinese language test have come out, and they have all been copied on the answer sheet. A few people are here to help distribute them."
Almost instantly, the restless class immediately became noisy.
To use Song Dandan’s words, “The scene was filled with loud gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people.
Quite spectacular.
At this moment, everyone suddenly became nervous. They were not in a hurry to get out of school and were waiting for a few people to hand out Chinese answer sheets.
Among them, one of the most anxious people in the class is undoubtedly Li Hua.
"Akaashi, Akaashi, please." He buried his head in his Chinese book, trying to absorb his luck through cramming.
In addition, Zhang Ningzhi was also nervous.
Her five-subject score is the same as Jiang Nian's, 514. The total score and grade ranking are all related to the Chinese subject.
There is great terror between life and death.
Fairy Zhizhi couldn't help but hold on to her pants at this moment. She tightened her hands little by little and pursed her lower lip unconsciously.
"Hiss~!" Jiang Nian took a breath of air and turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, "No, why are you grabbing my legs?"
"Oh, I'm sorry." Zhizhi blushed slightly and apologized in a low voice, "I said it didn't hurt, I thought..."
The answer sheets were handed out like this, and there were three of them.
Li Hua 508, when he got the Chinese answer sheet, he suddenly covered the score with his hand, and then opened the lottery bit by bit like a gambler.
"1,1, it must start with 1!"
I moved my hand away, and sure enough it started with 1.
Li Hua suddenly laughed and continued to make wishes.
"2,2,2!"
Then, after moving his hand away, the second number was 0. Li Hua almost fainted when he looked at it, and he was so scared that he died.
508 plus a hundred and a few, no matter how you add it, it will only be more than 610.
He gave up and moved his hand away.
100 points.
People really laugh when they are speechless.
All the expressions on Li Hua's face disappeared, replaced by wild laughter. He laughed back and forth and took a peek at Jiang Nian's score.
102.
Jiang Nian turned his head and took a look at Li Hua's 100% Chinese score. He couldn't hold back his smile and immediately clapped his hands and sang for him.
"One hundred percent, top guagua!"
"You're riding a horse!" Li Hua was angry. He lost 2 points in Chinese and his total score, a full 8 points to Jiang Nian.
Although the total score still exceeds 600, maintaining the legend that the "Li Hua Line" is always higher than 600, but!!!
Jiangnian 616 has already crossed the "Li Hua Line", with a full 8-point advantage!
He almost fainted with anger and pressed his philtrum. He looked up at the blackboard and felt that it was dark in early December.
Zhang Ningzhi’s Chinese language exploded, and she scored 126.
The total score exceeded 640.
Fairy Zhizhi had a slight headwind at the beginning, but she still relied on the burst of blood from her superior disciplines to stabilize herself on the altar.
Li Hua's originally cold heart turned to minus thirty degrees again.
In an ordinary group, two suns actually appeared! They crossed the "Li Hua Line" and directly flew into the sky with double suns!
Suddenly, Huang Fang, who was in the front seat, turned her head suddenly.
She stared at Li Hua closely, swallowed her saliva regardless of the image, and asked anxiously.
"Team leader, what's your score in Chinese?"
Hearing this, Li Hua instantly became alert.
"What's your total score?"
Emperor Fangfang turned red at this moment. He covered his face with his hands and said a little embarrassedly.
"A bit low, 609."
"Team leader? Team leader!!" Huang Fang couldn't help but panic when she saw Li Hua collapsed, "Team leader, don't die!"
She shook Li Hua violently and couldn't help but ask.
"What's your score?"
Li Hua was just pretending to be angry, but he was really angry when he woke up.
"Stop asking!"
Jiang Nian was overjoyed and answered on behalf of his good brother.
"Fangfang, he is one point less than you."
"Akaashi, I'm really going to jump." Li Hua rubbed his face, "How come there are three suns in the sky of Group 6?"
Three days of volleying!
Without killing Li Hua, how can we talk about building a foundation!
Before the evening self-study, Jiang Nian turned around and glanced at the monitor's score. He saw a 12 at the beginning and lost interest in it.
The squad leader's Chinese score seems to be only marginally excellent, but for normal people, it is still ridiculously high.
"What's your total score?" Jiang Nian asked.
In the noisy class, Li Qingrong looked up.
"Six hundred and eighty"
"Stop!" Jiang Nian interrupted her and said helplessly, "I know, your score is too outrageous."
Li Qingrong: "."
Night self-study after school.
Jiang Nian carried his bag and walked out of the classroom, rushing to the third floor. He originally planned to arrest Xu Qianqian, but found that Xiao Song was also there.
He met the two women, then walked downstairs, and asked curiously.
"Are you sick?"
"The cough hasn't gotten better." Xu Qianqian looked worried, "I plan to let Xiyun go back to my house to sleep so that I can go to the clinic tomorrow."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked.
"Did you call Sister Zhao?"
Hearing the word "Sister Zhao", Song Xiyun, who was wearing a cat mask, turned to look at Jiang Nian.
His eyes widened and he whispered.
"Then I'm not a generation younger than you?"
Asking for votes
Chapter completed!