During dinner last night, Tan Wenbin said that there would be a prize drawing contest at the Shigang Town Square on the weekends.

Nowadays, the lottery industry has not been established in mainland China for many years, but the lottery trend has long been popular, and the development mode is also very friendly to the people.

In a large venue, there are salesmen in uniform uniforms on both sides of the aisle. People are walking in bustling. They can buy one by one or a box by a box. After buying, they can scratch the prizes on the spot and redeem the prizes on the spot.

The first prize is usually a car, which will be placed in the most conspicuous place high up.

Li Zhuiyuan feels that before going to bed every night, he is like holding a lottery ticket, and when he wakes up, it is the time to claim the prize. Moreover, every time there is a good guarantee, and there are often surprises.

For example, this morning, when he woke up, he saw Ali wearing a dark gold-painted horse skirt, paired with the white clothes on her upper body, which made her look both sassy and sophisticated. Perhaps he noticed his own preference, and the frequency with which she wore horse skirts recently

Significantly increased.

This was the result of Liu Yumei's hard words to dissuade her: "Oh, my granddaughter, no matter how much he likes you, he can't wear the same style every day. It's easy to get bored." Another large table was placed in the room, with pens, papers and various items spread out on it.

formula paint.

Ah Li moved these directly from Liu Yumei.

From the paper to the pen, everything is extraordinary, and even the paint is made using ancient methods. Liu Yumei is not particular about food, but the ordinary things she uses in her daily life are all rare and can even be considered cultural relics.

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Of course, she may not think this is extravagant, because she has lived such a life since she was a child.

Just like when she gave a greeting gift earlier, it was either a jade ring or earrings, and the money for the gift was calculated on a lump sum. She was really not showing off her wealth. The difference between showing off her wealth and being generous is that she really intended to give it.

At this time, Ali was painting.

Now she didn't have to get up early and sit there waiting for the boy to wake up. Li Zhuiyuan sat up and stretched slightly.

The girl looked over with her pen in hand and turned her head slightly.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and got out of bed to wash up. After washing and walking back with the washbasin in hand, Liu Yumei waved from below. "Grandma Liu."

"Come, take down your painting and let grandma admire it." "Okay, grandma."

Liu Yumei sat down with a smile. "Liu's Qi-Wang Jue" can only be taught after Ali's disease is completely cured and she accepts this brat as Liu's registered disciple. But playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are not in the way and can be taught.

No, this kid doesn’t need to be taught how to play chess by himself. He can play better than me. Li Zhuiyuan brought the two paintings down and spread them out on the tea table.

One was just painted by me, and the other was painted by Ali.

The scene in the painting is all about standing on the second floor terrace in the early morning, overlooking the countryside. It was this scene that prompted Li Zhuiyuan to want to learn painting. Liu Yumei glanced over, then frowned slightly and said:

"If I were an ordinary teacher, I would give you a rating like a genius because your painting is very good." "Grandma, please give me some advice."

"But the problem lies here. In terms of technique, you have imitated Ah Li so much that there is almost no difference. However, you are too comfortable in retracting and releasing, and you are too deliberate in your ease.

It does look good at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is full of craftsmanship." "Grandma is right, this is indeed my problem."

Although the two paintings depict the same scene, and Ali's style is more gloomy and his is more sunny, but Ali's painting looks like it can move, while his painting, even if it creates movement, is still dead.

"Many people spend their whole lives studying painting and calligraphy skills, but for real people, they have to come up with new tricks to be interesting. To put it more simply, they have to incorporate emotions."

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes darkened.

"You are still young, and it is already great to draw like this. There is no need to worry about composing new words." "Thank you for your teaching."

"Teaching is out of the question. Because it's you, I said it too harshly. In fact, it's just nitpicking." Li Zhuiyuan nodded with a smile and put away the painting.

Aunt Liu came out at the right time and shouted: "It's time for breakfast!"

He sat down and went to get the salted duck eggs to peel for Ali, but the girl got the better of him. When he wanted to get the second one, the girl took it away again.

After a while, the girl peeled off a duck egg and brought it to herself.

Her eyes are healed, but there are some habits that the girl is unwilling to change back.

Li Zhuiyuan thought about what Liu Yumei said while eating. After studying for a month, his painting skills were actually good enough to win prizes in competitions. After all, he was still in the youth group. But in front of real people, his paintings were better than those of others.

An old painter who specializes in grass-painting is more skilled in craftsmanship.

If I continue to work hard at painting, my future destination may be to become a famous master of fake painting in China. But, how can I integrate emotions?

Maybe it's a problem with the scenery; then simply change the subject of the painting?

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Ah Li who was carefully picking out the duck eggs with chopsticks, and he had a thought in his mind: "Ahhhh..."

Tan Wenbin's yawn was loud and long.

His father agreed that he should continue to live here and that he should follow Xiaoyuan to and from school instead of going to morning and evening self-study, but he was not actually that relaxed.

No matter how he solved the questions, he couldn't do it as fast as Xiao Yuan could set the questions for himself, and he could feel that Xiao Yuan was making more and more progress in setting the questions for himself.

At first, he was given difficult questions, but now he started to pay attention to the combination of difficult and easy questions. He could tell that some questions were deliberately given to him by Xiao Yuan so that he could rack his brains and figure them out step by step to gain happiness.

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Although he could see it, he was really happy. He felt like a little loach being kneaded casually in Xiaoyuan's hands, and he was quite happy. The only regret was that in the past month, he had been very happy.

Quiet, not dead.

He asked Runsheng, had it been like this before?

Runsheng replied that before you came, I was wondering why there were so many dead people in the village suddenly, but after you came, it became normal. This made Tan Wenbin feel very guilty for a while, thinking that his appearance had ruined the feng shui.

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not find it boring. He was now mainly focusing on studying painting and studying "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons". By the way, he also studied the details left by the dwarf father and son.

The boy felt that he was living a fulfilling life now, and it would be better for the frequency of death to be moderate, otherwise he would not be able to bear it if the Bai family's wife skinned her in the fish pond today. Li Sanjiang was very quiet today, drinking porridge silently.

After breakfast, Runsheng rolled out the tricycle.

There were two small benches on the car, both wrapped in cloth. Tan Wenbin rolled out his bicycle.

That trip home from school was a torment for him. He felt that he shouldn't be in the car but should be under the car.

"Master." Li Zhuiyuan did not rush to get in the car, but walked towards Li Sanjiang, showing a little trepidation and expectation.

Most children have had this expression during this period, especially when facing the elders of the next generation. "Haha, I understand."

Li Sanjiang took out the money from his pocket. It was not much money. At least it was much less than when he used to give his great-grandson a lot of money. But as a daily pocket money, it was enough for most rural children and even urban children nowadays.

The children were all envious and envious.

Li Sanjiang has always been willing to spend money, and he was even more willing to spend money on Xiao Yuanhou. "Hehe."

Li Zhuiyuan accepted today's pocket money.

He rejected Li Sanjiang's proposal to give him a month's pocket money at a time, because he would give him a little bit of pocket money every day, so that his grandfather would be more happy every day. He would also have more opportunities to try to get happy emotions.

She and Ali got into the car together and the tricycle drove down the dam. The girl insisted on taking the boy to and from school every morning and evening.

Li Zhuiyuan also paid special attention and found that Liu Yumei did not let Aunt Liu follow, and there was no sign of Uncle Qin who had left long ago in the dark. She really let her granddaughter go out like this, and she also knew what would be best for her granddaughter in the future.

However, with Runsheng's protection, Ah Li will not be in any danger.

No, even if there is no protection from Runsheng, it seems that Ali will not be in any danger. Runsheng is more likely to protect those who try to get close to Ali from real danger. The gate of the big middle school is always closed in the morning, noon and evening

The busiest thing is that the street shops along the school gate also open early.

Sometimes Li Zhuiyuan would buy siomai, hot dumplings and the like, and share them with Ah Li, mainly to have a taste, since they had breakfast at home after all.

Or you can buy some small trinkets for Ali and help her fill her collection box.

Liu Yumei told Li Zhuiyuan that before going to bed every night, Ah Li would squat in front of the collection box and carefully sort out the collection one by one. Unfortunately, Ah Li could not go to school.

She is now no longer repelled by her family members, such as her grandfather, Tan Wenbin, and Runsheng, and will not react when they get close. She can even do the same to people like Li Weihan, Cui Guiying, Cuicui Pan Zileizi, who are often at home.

restraint.

But she couldn't accept it when she went to school and sat in a classroom with a large group of students.

The most important thing is that Ali is not interested in school life, nor does she yearn for friends. The traditional perspective of a redeemer is so redundant for her. She may even have no thoughts about the world. She likes

, it was just through the boy that she was exposed to this "new world".

After waving goodbye to Runsheng Ali, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin followed the crowd of junior high school students into the school gate.

High school students study by themselves early in the morning, so except for those who live very close to home, most high school students, especially seniors, choose to live on campus. Tan Wenbin lived on campus before, but later he got into a fight with someone in the dormitory, so he lived at home.

When I walked into the high school teaching building, everyone was in the second period of morning self-study. Except for the teacher's lecture, it seemed very quiet.

Tan Wenbin carried his schoolbag sideways and swung his bangs as he walked. He enjoyed this unique feeling and felt that he had a unique accent.

Even if he meets other teachers or principals on the road, he is not afraid at all. After all, they are all very gentle and polite to his boss. In addition, they will nod to him.

In fact, only Tan Yunlong and his wife still have the thought that their son can get some of Wenquxing's fairy spirit.

For school leaders and teachers, sacrificing Tan Wenbin to ensure a provincial champion is a good deal. Li Zhuiyuan walked to the door of the classroom, where English teacher Su was teaching cloze questions.

Teacher Su smiled and waved to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan also smiled shyly.

There was no need to shout "report" to influence the classmates. He walked directly into the classroom. Tan Wenbin sat down first, followed by Li Zhuiyuan. He took out "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons" from the drawer, and Li Zhuiyuan began to read.

In an English-speaking environment, this kind of "classical works" is even more fragrant.

However, after sitting there for a month, he really didn't like the position in the first row at the door.

Because every time students in the class pass by here, they will deliberately slow down and look at him, even if he has been very careful not to make friends with his classmates. Students from outside classes seem to regard passing here as a landmark for walking between classes.

Class 13, Grade 3, is in the middle, not the only way to go to the toilet.

Teachers are even more exaggerated. They would rather take a detour than walk here before going to and from get out of class, and then stop at the window or door with a loving and caring smile, as if they have to water the orchids they planted several times a day. water.

For their own reasons, the deans and principals came here more frequently. They don't have to distinguish between classes, so students in the class now no longer dare to read martial arts novels or whisper in class.

The horror that only appeared outside the window when I looked up occasionally has now turned into facing the bleak life.

Li Zhuiyuan really likes the last row of this row. It is close to the door and has a large space. The trash cans are not here, but behind the row on the inside. From a Feng Shui perspective, sitting here to watch the world is a standard Qianlong

In the abyss position.

The second is the position on both sides of the teacher's desk, the left and right guardians. In the past, Tan Wenbin was the right guardian.

However, it is not good for the right protector to have his back against the classroom door. He is easily frightened and may suffer from seizures.

The best one is Zuo Dharma protector. His body is covered by the lecture table. He carries the emperor's will from above and is close to the hearts of all people. He is hidden in the city.

Or because there are so many people, there are more than seventy students in a class. When I went to school, there were not so many people. Moreover, the class was readjusted every semester. Some students could not keep up, and some students were sick.

The morning self-study bell rang, and the English class was over.

The high school here has four classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon.

However, morning self-study can be divided into two classes of half an hour each, one afternoon self-study class is one hour, and four evening self-study classes are one hour each. On the timetable, self-study classes are all marked with subjects, and the school requires teachers to be present as part of the regular class.

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Such an intensive course shocked Li Zhuiyuan. If they had followed this kind of class schedule in the past, whether he and his classmates could bear it or not, the professors would definitely be exhausted first.

During the break, the students began to quickly pack away their stationery.

Li Zhuiyuan asked curiously: "Brother Binbin, what's wrong?"

"Today's monthly exam, you don't know?" Tan Wenbin was also packing up stationery, but after taking a look at the cover book in Li Zhuiyuan's hand, he paused, "It's normal that you don't know." One month into the school year, I started to figure out the month.

Test.

In order to prevent cheating, senior high school students and senior high school students will take exams in mixed classes and take seats in other classes according to the exam number.

In fact, it makes no sense to cheat even in the senior year of high school. It is purely self-deception, but reality is often anti-human, because there are really many seniors in high school who are willing to cheat to achieve the third model. At this time, the head teacher Sun Qing came in and asked: "

Xiaoyuan, do you want to take the monthly exam, or do you want to sit in my office?"

"Let's take the exam, but can you give me all the subject papers for the first exam?" "Okay, no problem, I'll get it for you."

Li Zhuiyuan knew what the school wanted him to do, and it was convenient for him. He still had to take such a large-scale exam.

One is to make sure that the teachers are still as kind as the wind even when he continues not to listen to classes or do homework, and the other is to help Brother Binbin get a feel for the situation so that he can give him questions. He is really not good at teaching people to learn, so he is learning.

Li Zhuiyuan got up and went to see his exam number on the wall in front of him.

"Brother, when you come back, your exam number will be in its original place.

"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan sat back.

Tan Wenbin went to the first place in the left column.

In the past, Tan Wenbin only read a sentence in a magazine: Unless you are handsome enough, you will not experience how proactive girls can be. Now he wants to add another sentence: It turns out that as long as your grades are good enough, school can

No need to be reserved at all.

The first test was mathematics, and the invigilator was the math teacher of this class.

After the papers were handed out, Teacher Yan put the other subject papers on Li Zhuiyuan's desk, gently patted Li Zhuiyuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You can do mathematics, but you can take your pick of other subjects.

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"Um."

Then, Teacher Yan put his teacup on the boy's desk: "New cup, newly brewed tea." "Thank you, teacher."

The sophomore boy next to him who was assigned to this examination room looked horrified at this scene.

While waiting for the exam, I watched the little boy next door start writing answers with a "swish, swish, swish" sound, and my mentality began to explode. No, even if the answer is in front of you, it can't be copied as fast as you, right?

Li Zhuiyuan quickly finished the math paper, picked up the physics paper and started writing.

Teacher Yan walked down, picked up the math paper, took out the red pen, and started correcting directly.

He was very satisfied. He felt that the boy was not complacent because of his good grades, but remained humble and pursued progress.

Look, there is no super-outline solution for the big questions this time, and there is a big "solution" written in front of each answer. When he reached the end of the Chinese language, Li Zhuiyuan paused.

Because the theme of the essay title is: maternal love.

But there was only a pause. Li Zhuiyuan once again wrote a composition on maternal love in standard style. Li Lan in it was so loving and great that he was a good role model for himself. The only thing he couldn't do was the English listening test. Then

Just don't do it.

Li Zhuiyuan checked the name of the test paper, stood up, and handed all the papers to Teacher Yan. "Are your hands sore?"

"Kind of."

"I told you not to write so much." Teacher Yan scolded, "Go to my office to rest and have a nap?" "I'll go to the principal's office."

"That's right, it's quiet there. Remember to come to the small classroom to talk about the questions during lunch self-study." "Okay, Teacher Yan."

Li Zhuiyuan stood on the podium and looked down at Tan Wenbin sitting below. He had already solved the problem and had been writing, with few pauses and no biting of nails. He returned to the desk and picked up a book.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the examination room and went straight to the principal's office.

When he was approaching the door, he heard loud noises coming from inside. He originally wanted to leave and find another office. But in the voices, he heard Li Sanjiang, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying.

He knew why his grandfather and grandparents came because he said that he was in the third year of high school. Tan Wenbin also testified, and even Lei Zi, Pan Ziyingzi and the others also testified. But it was still too difficult for the old people to understand.

, so we formed a team and went to the school specifically today to see what we can see.

It was probably after I came in that I was invited into the office by Principal Wu.

No wonder Grandpa was so quiet during breakfast today.

An instinct made Li Zhuiyuan want to turn around and leave, because he knew what would happen when he pushed the door in, the joy and relief of the old people, and the praise and encouragement of Principal Wu. He was eager to avoid this established process.

But at this moment, the sound of Li Lan's footsteps on the other end of the phone came to mind. He and she were different after all. This kind of illness instinct was not difficult to overcome.

Li Zhuiyuan pushed open the door of the principal's office. The grandfather and grandma who were sitting inside all stood up and looked at the children. Li Zhuiyuan walked over and was hugged by them with a smile. Principal Wu said a lot of words of encouragement. Li Zhuiyuan was half

He lowered his head, looking appropriately shy.

After confirming this matter, they left quickly. Li Zhuiyuan came to the aisle and looked down at the three old people walking towards the school gate. The grandfather put his hands on his hips and walked out of the stage like an imperial envoy.

Li Weihan held the hookah behind his back. He was always calm and honest, and his shoulders were shaking. Cui Guiying held a handkerchief and kept smiling and wiping away tears.

Li Zhuiyuan was very glad that he had not chosen to turn around and leave just now.

Thinking back to the essay he just wrote, he realized that imitating Li Lan might have been a mistake, and he should have used her as a negative example to avoid it earlier. If he had realized this earlier, his condition would not have worsened.

It developed so seriously at such a young age.

"Xiaoyuan, your grandparents still don't believe that you are in the third year of high school, haha."

Wu Xinhan pulled the boy into the office again. He gave his desk to the boy to read and took out drinks and chocolates from the drawer. He knew that the boy had taken the monthly exam, which was good, and he gave everyone reassurance on a regular basis.

At the same time, he also knew that the boy was a teaching assistant in the Mathematical Olympiad class. Li Zhuiyuan picked up Wei Zhengdao and started reading.

The principal sat opposite, looking at the documents. When he wanted to smoke, he went out to light a cigarette and came back after finishing it.

The bell rang for the second exam in the morning, and Li Zhuiyuan declined the principal's invitation to go to the cafeteria to have a small meal. When he walked to the school gate, he waited for Tan Wenbin, who still had Zheng Haiyang with him.

Although the three of them eat out a lot on weekdays, they don't eat stir-fried meals every time. They basically eat fried rice with noodles and eggs. Of course, this is something that only children from dual-income families can afford nowadays.

Most of the school's students are children from rural families. Many of them don't even go to the cafeteria. They go back to the dormitory to eat dry food brought from home. They also bring their own pickles and pickles, and many times they eat each other's mother's cooking.

Tan Wenbin is quite rich. Since he followed Li Zhuiyuan, his parents' pocket money has increased a lot. Zheng Haiyang is even richer, otherwise those gangsters wouldn't blackmail him. These days, being a seafarer makes a lot of money.

It's high, and he also has a lot of outside income. Calculated purely in terms of pocket money, Tan Wenbin can only be considered a poor household in front of Zheng Haiyang.

Tan Wenbin ordered five bowls of noodles. He ate one bowl by himself and two bowls by his brain.

Zheng Haiyang first went to buy three bottles of soda, and then ordered three poached eggs, three lion heads, and three chicken legs.

He was happy to play with them. Runsheng gave those people a terrible beating last time. During this time, no one dared to trouble him, especially with Li Zhuiyuan's current status in the school, no one in the school dared not to open their eyes.

Tickle him.

"Brother Yuanzi, Brother Bin, I had a dream yesterday." Zheng Haiyang also imitated Tan Wenbin and called Xiaoyuan "brother". "What dream?" Tan Wenbin asked while biting the chicken leg.

"I dreamed that my dad took me treasure hunting. This dream was very real." "Isn't your dad at sea?"

"Well, let's go diving to find treasures. There are several sunken ships on the bottom of the sea, and there are many gold, silver and jewelry inside."

"Oh, how much did you catch?"

"I didn't catch much. Just when I was about to take it, I woke up from the dream."

"What kind of dream is this? At least you can get the gold and silver jewelry. When you get to the shore, you can look for me in the dream and be cool and unrestrained." "Hehehehe." Zheng Haiyang scratched his head.

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhuiyuan again: "Brother Xiaoyuan, can this dream be interpreted?" Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and took a sip of noodle soup: "I can't interpret dreams."

"Oh, yes, this dream is too flashy. You kid, you are crazy about getting rich. Your family's conditions are so good, why do you still want money so much?" "Maybe I was afraid of being blackmailed by them before and couldn't get it out.

The money will be lost."

Li Zhuiyuan continued to eat noodles with his head down. In fact, he could interpret dreams. Compared with fortune telling, dream interpretation can only be regarded as a basic low-end job. Because most people "think about something every day and dream about it at night" can just follow the instructions.

untie.

Except for a few parts, it is really something I feel in my heart.

The most typical one is the fetal dream, which may not be dreamed by the pregnant woman herself, but by her relatives.

The other is that when a relative dies, someone will indeed dream about him or her that night without knowing it. Shipwrecks, seabed, gold and silver, your father takes you to hunt for treasures but ends up in vain.

Career, risk, farewell...these elements are all there.

In ancient times, communications and roads were underdeveloped, and children in two places suddenly had such a dream. If they asked someone to interpret it, they would either return home immediately or prepare to visit a distant place and pay filial piety.

There are similar plots in many stories recorded by literati. They attach great importance to this because it involves Ding You's official career.

However, this kind of thing is inherently inaccurate. Li Zhuiyuan has always restrained himself from reading people's fortunes, so naturally he will not discuss this topic. Zheng Haiyang suddenly said quietly: "Brother Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?

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He is introverted, but introverted people tend to be very thoughtful. What he said before is actually a kind of foreshadowing. Li Zhuiyuan asked in confusion: "What?"

"I asked my neighbors' grandparents, and they said that this dream is not very auspicious, so I should dream of something good." Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and said firmly: "Feudal superstition is all a lie.

something.”

"puff……"

The noodles in Tan Wenbin's mouth spurted out, and two more noodles came out of his nostrils.

He immediately lowered his head and started wiping with paper. If I hadn't seen you arrange Feng Shui to kill the dwarf father and son, I would really believe it. "Haha." Zheng Haiyang smiled again on his face and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan

, how did you do in the exam this morning?"

Tan Wenbin answered: "Except for English, I should have done well in everything else." "Ah, did you take the English test this morning?"

"He passed all the math tests when we took them. By the way, why don't you ask me how I did on the test?" "How did you do on the test, Brother Bin?"

"I don't know. In my previous exams, it knew me and I didn't recognize many of the questions. Now, it feels quite familiar, like an old friend dropping by." "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid it will kill me." "Huh?"

"Let's wait until the specific scores come out. I don't know if I did it right or not, but I did it. I also wrote the last big questions in mathematics and physics." "Brother Bin, this is not Chinese language. You have written it all."

No points either.”

"Go, go, go, you still need to teach me?"

After lunch, the three of them went back to school. There were three exams in the afternoon, and self-study classes were held as usual at noon. Li Zhuiyuan did not go back to the classroom, but went to a small classroom that usually did not hold classes.

There are already more than a dozen people sitting inside, including high school students and junior high school students. They were selected by the mathematics team teacher to prepare for the city Olympiad competition. Nowadays, the Mainland Mathematics Olympiad is in full swing. If you can compete in this kind of competition to get a good ranking, it will be good for your further studies.

Has huge advantages.

Li Zhuiyuan was originally invited by Teacher Yan to participate in the study competition, but after a few days, he was invited by several mathematics teachers to pose questions.

Because the competition questions are more difficult and more flexible, when Li Zhuiyuan first joined the group, he often saw teachers and students immersed in thinking together.

He quickly realized that he was a well-fed man but a hungry man. His learning conditions were actually very favorable, but they were limited to big cities. Looking across the country, the marketization of teaching aid competition materials had just begun. Many schools

They are all still begging to go to big and middle schools outside to copy their mock papers for their own students.

Written on the blackboard were the questions Li Zhuiyuan wrote yesterday. Half of the questions had been checked. Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chalk and began to write down the solution process under the unchecked questions. Then, the students and teachers below,

They all showed bewildered expressions and kept saying:

"Oh~ So that's it."

Li Zhuiyuan also felt very relaxed. Teaching them was much simpler than teaching Binbin. He didn't have to go out of his way to make the steps very detailed, and he didn't have to consider the combination of difficulty and difficulty to protect his enthusiasm for learning.

Even if there is someone who still doesn’t understand after watching the process, he will ask the people around him. If he still doesn’t understand, it doesn’t matter. He will be kicked out and go back to the classroom. After wiping out the questions, Li Zhuiyuan continues to pose questions.

Next, the teachers and students began copying. Unless it was before the competition, everyone had either teaching or studying tasks at other times, so it was impossible to stay here all day. Outside, Principal Wu specially brought a few vice principals and directors to come quietly.

Go to the door of the small classroom to visit the class.

Seeing that little figure standing on the bench and writing the topic on the blackboard, everyone's faces showed the joy of digging out oil in their own fields. "I think our school should be able to pass several in this city competition."

Already."

"I think there is at least one who is stable..."

"Do you still think that this stable person has a high probability of winning the first place in the city?

Nantong is a big education city, with six counties and one city under its jurisdiction, all of which have famous brand-name middle schools.

And this middle school, even in this county, is not in the first echelon, so it is equivalent to a hellish difficulty at the beginning. Wu Xinhan touched his chin, feeling very relieved that it was not in vain that he made a special trip as a driver to invite people to enroll.

In the past, every time I had a meeting, I would watch them pretending to be modest and being weird. He, Wu Xinhan, had typed up so many weird manuscripts. It seemed that it was his turn to perform this time.

At this time, a director next to him seemed to be overjoyed and said in a daze: "Are we considered immigrants for the college entrance examination?" Several colleagues next to him immediately looked at him with bewildered eyes.

Wu Xinhan was amused, and he directly previewed the yin and yang in advance: "Whose family specially immigrated from Beijing to Jiangsu to take the college entrance examination?" After a pause, he continued: "You are so smart, why don't you transport coal from the Northeast to Shanxi to sell it?

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The director quickly raised his hand and explained, "I mean this kind of happiness." After attending the Mathematical Olympiad competition class, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the principal's office.

I saw the principal and two physical education teachers hanging a curtain. There was a spring bed behind the curtain. "Xiao Yuan, you can rest here from now on. The desks in the classroom are too hard."

After the exam was finished in the afternoon and there was still some time before school was over, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the classroom. Everyone in the class looked lifeless after a whole day of exams.

Even Tan Wenbin is hanging his head now.

However, there are exams in the evening. In order to shorten the time, I will finish all the exams today.

This also means that Tan Wenbin cannot get off school with him tonight. "Brother Binbin, will you go back to your home tonight?"

"No, I will go to Zhuang Zhuang's house after school in the evening." "Oh."

"I'll go back when the monthly exam results come out." Tan Wenbin propped up his neck, opened the book, and began to memorize the concepts. After looking at it for a while, he lay down again and rubbed his stomach. He must have been hungry and his brain had shut down.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Eh?" Tan Wenbin immediately took it, peeled it off and put it in his mouth, "Where did it come from?" "It came from the principal's office, hehe."

"Don't tell me, it's really delicious. It's worthy of being approved by the principal."

As he said that, Tan Wenbin raised his arm and threw the chocolate at Zheng Haiyang, which hit Zheng Haiyang's head and shocked Zheng Haiyang. He laughed out loud when he saw that it was chocolate.

When the female monitor heard the noise, she raised her head and stared at him. Tan Wenbin didn't stop and stared back.

What a joke, if even the squad leader is afraid, how can he have the nerve to be the right guardian? However, after glaring back, Tan Wenbin made another parabola.

With a "ding dong" sound, the chocolate landed accurately on the monitor's desk this time. The monitor's face suddenly turned red.

The classmates around the monitor all said in unison: "Yo oh~"

But the person involved, Tan Wenbin, had no idea. After throwing it away, he lowered his head and asked Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Xiaoyuan, aren't you anxious if you haven't been killed recently?" "No."

"Don't you like to fish for the dead?" "Well, if you can't find anything, what can you do?"

"Why don't you go out and look for it? You go to school every day. It's impossible for me to come to the school to inspect the work and see you. I'm not a leader." "I had an eye problem last time."

"Well, isn't this good?" "It makes me worried."

"Oh, I understand." Tan Wenbin nodded, "Indeed, let's talk about fate." "Ding-a-ling-a-ling!!!"

The school bell rings.

The students forced themselves up one after another and slowly walked out of the classroom to look for food everywhere. Because they knew there were several exams waiting for them in the evening, everyone looked lifeless, like a group of dead people.

"Brother Binbin, let me lend you some books and papers and I'll take them back." "Are you helping me set up the altar table to pray for my monthly exam results?"

"Ali needs it."

"Okay, I'll give it to you. I'll help you carry it. Anyway, Haiyang and I have to go to the school gate to eat, so we can just carry it to Runsheng. Haiyang, Haiyang, why are you sitting there? We're going to eat!"

Everyone in the class had left, except Zheng Haiyang who was still lying on the desk.

Tan Wenbin walked over, patted his back, and asked: "What's wrong? I'm not feeling well. Weren't you fine just now?" Who knew that after this pat, he actually got a "bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah"

The sound of water.

Zheng Haiyang also seemed to be stressed. He who had been lying on the desk suddenly straightened up and sat up. Water was seeping out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes. There was already a puddle under his feet.

It is wet and continues to spread rapidly.

His face was pale and his expression was dull. The next moment, he raised his neck like a drowning man and began to shout:
Chapter completed!