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Lu Zhengkang came out of the examination room.

The last subject of the high school entrance examination was a foreign language. He finished it in one hour, and then the invigilator refused to hand in the papers in advance. Even if the papers were handed in, he could only stay in the lounge, so he sat in the examination room for an hour and a half bored and still fell asleep halfway. Take a nap.

In an examination room, two proctors are from other schools, one after the other, and there are surveillance cameras facing everyone.

After taking the English test, Lu Zhengkang leaned against the chair with his hands on his chest. Although the position was in the last row, the appearance of the big horse golden sword seemed to be sitting on the top seat of the Liangshan Juyi Hall. The invigilator at the back of the classroom came and stood at his desk from time to time, seeming to treat him as a scumbag.

The male teacher in the front of the classroom had a stinky face and a strong voice. He stood upright on the podium, staring like a dead, elegant and easy-going man. Many of his classmates were frightened by him, so that they were a little nervous. .

After Lu Zhengkang finished writing the paper, he kept staring at him. The guy frowned when he was staring at death. He was uncomfortable. The two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, and he walked silently to the back of the classroom to change shifts.

Lu Zhengkang hadn't been afraid of anyone. The guy walked to the back of the classroom, and Lu was also in the last row. He turned his head and stared.

After an exam was over, the elegant and easy-going invigilator went crazy. He used the fastest speed in his life to rewind the papers and gave Lu Zhengkang a vicious look, but he didn't dare to say anything after all.

Lu Zhengkang swaggered toward the station, and met several friends from Ninghu F4 halfway. Zhou Ping was also inside. The teenagers laughed comfortably and shouted for relief. When they saw someone in the school's first Lu, they gathered together. Zhang Yingxuan also sighed with emotion that this time foreign language reading is very weird. Who does not know this grandson that he is already the best in Russian, and he has never missed full marks.

As soon as Zhang Yingxuan spoke, everyone shouted. One said that the ancient Chinese language and poems killed my life, and the other said that when he saw a math problem, his brain recursed to tan90°, what is history and politics, is dizzy, what is engineering geography, and his eyes are bleak. Not to mention the cemetery of the three candidates, Li Huasheng, for a moment wailed sorrow, causing everyone around to shake their heads and sigh.

The naive students gathered at Ninghu F4 and discussed the exam questions together.

"What! The last question of math fill in the blanks requires a root sign?"

"What! The last step of physics has to be counted as magnetic flux?"

"You said why I haven't heard of this topic, oh, choose the last one, that's all right."

Zhou Ping remained silent on the edge of the crowd, watching those Cai brothers who came forward and complained, the ill-intentioned Ninghu F4 mixing among them is not a violation of harmony, I am afraid those guys think everyone is playing abnormally, right?

As everyone knows, half of the crowd are ghosts.

Hey, this group is pretending to be a man.

Zhou Ping recalled that in the two months before the exam, Ninghu F4 threatened him to study every day. Although he said no, he was really grateful.

Perhaps it is such a group of enthusiastic, pure and honest young people who are the true future of the motherland.

As teachers often say: a group of rising suns at eight or nine in the morning.

If I want to come, I have to shine like them. I don’t want to make a big contribution. I want to get rid of the cold air on my body. Just like what Mr. Zhou Shuren said, just walking up will make me glow like fire, and I can also shine a little in the dark. .

This light and heat are nothing but happiness for people nowadays.

It is true that there is indeed no eternal happiness in the world. Such beautiful emotions will not disappear. Zhou Ping has a strong desire to create in his heart. He wants to record those moments of free expression in the days of duckweed and weeds, not in words. He is not a camera, he is to be a game producer.

With a goal in his heart, this lifeless young man finally put down his chest and looked at everything around him. He was clearly familiar, but he had a completely different look and feel!

The people and things that disgust him, he dripped sweat on the playground track, he experienced bitterness in the teaching building, the national flag fluttered in the wind, the empty seats on the rostrum and the audience stage, everything that happened in the past seems to be vivid, and I must go Reminiscences are also vague, and there are not many opportunities to return to this campus in this life. Even if he goes to high school, it will be difficult for him to return to Chunhua District again.

Therefore, the stubborn and rebellious child reconciled with himself and the world today.

The day of the end of the high school entrance examination is July 4th, Friday, cloudy to cloudy, the evening sky, the dome is gray, the scattered high and low clouds are like floating islands, the northwest where the sun is, there is a brilliant afterglow across the deep space and the atmosphere, from The island of clouds flew over inadvertently and landed in the jungle of a human city. The tall and tall grasses of the playground swayed in the wind, boiling the golden sunset.

Lu Zhengkang squeezed out of the crowd, stood still, and opened his arms towards the southeast. Twilight ran with unnatural wings on the edge of his pretty silhouette. In the distance, Su Xiang ran openly, his vigorous legs moved away. , Through the green grass, open his hands, like a flying swan.

The classmates on the huge playground turned their heads to look at them, as if watching a happy drama, the man who returned triumphantly embraced the woman who was waiting hard.

When Lu Zhengkang really picked up Su Xiangli~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and turned around, everyone applauded.

Su Xiangli put his forehead on his forehead, put his hands straight on Lu Zhengkang's shoulders, his left leg was stretched straight, his right leg bends, let Lu Zhengkang embrace her waist, and his arm was gently pressed. Just hanging in the air.

They turned symbolically for a while, and Su Xiangli relaxed back to the ground.

"How was the test?" Lu Zhengkang touched her nose affectionately, Su Xiangli had a thin layer of sweat on her face, and the fine hairs on her cheeks were wet, and the reflections were shiny.

"Fortunately, the foreign language is quite simple."

"How much is the score?"

"If you have a total score, there can be seven hundred and six."

An artistic specialty student, with a score of 760 in culture and physical education, is chosen by all high schools nationwide.

"Have you decided which school to go to?"

"I like the National High School Affiliated to Arts, more professional."

"Zhenjiang?"

"Correct."

Lu Zhengkang wondered what good high schools there are in Zhenjiang. There really is one. The provincial key is better than Ninghu High School. It is called Yonghang No. 1 Middle School. By the way, isn't Zhenjiang the number one talent in the city? There is a chance to touch it in high school.

He took out his earphones and put them on, thinking about how far the Futu German National Arts Affiliated Middle School was from Yonghang No.1 Middle School, but by coincidence an email came.

Lu Zhengkang asked Fu Tude to read the mail.

"From: China National Internet Intelligence Audit Bureau.

"Text: Dear Citizen Lu Zhengkang (Mr.), your artificial intelligence number is D9942520910624ZXG, code name: Futude. It has passed the review and has the qualification for promotion. You can already apply for a patent for it. Finally, I wish you a happy life."

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