I rely on talking to brush the copy

[Yanqing: Wusan? ? ! Did I hear wrongly? 】

[Successor of Socialism: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! When I saw Wu San in the system store before, I was still thinking that some crazy person would buy it. I didn’t expect that the blogger was that crazy person hahahahahahahaha! 】

[Lie on the ground and shout 666: My mood at this time is like my ID. 】

[Onlooker: My mother may not believe it. If I haven’t finished the 531 questions yet, I will watch the blogger’s live broadcast and do the 53rd questions! 】

Even the system couldn't believe it. He cautiously asked Le Jing: [Host, do you know what Wusan is? 】

Le Jing was immediately possessed by the academic master, with a fanatical pursuit of knowledge in his eyes: 'Of course I understand! Just listen to its name and you’ll know what it’s about! "Five-Year and Three-Year College Entrance Examination Simulation", with it, I can happily solve difficult problems and pass all college entrance examinations. My mother no longer has to worry about me not being able to go to college! ’

system:……

[Lana: ... couldn’t help but glance at the name of the live broadcast room. 】

[Maple Leaf Autumn: I couldn’t help but glance at the name of the live broadcast room +1]

[He Yunxueya: Isn’t this a live broadcast room where cannon fodder counterattacks, slaps people in the face, and abuses scum? ? ? Why is this anchor’s style so wrong? ? 】

[浵木: I clicked in because of the scumbag fighting in the house...but inexplicably, I feel that such an anchor who is obsessed with learning is a bit offensive? 】

[System prompt: Xunmu rewards anchor Chang Jingchen 100RMB. 】

[System prompt: Zhang Kuaihuo rewards anchor Chang Jingchen with 100 RMB. 】

…

system:……? ? ?

He deeply felt that Chang Jingchen was poisonous. Even if his own painting style is abnormal, the painting style of the audience in the live broadcast room is also abnormal!

In just a short period of time, Chang Jingchen received a reward of five to six hundred RMB!

In the past, the new anchors he led worked hard and slapped people in the face for a week, but they might not be able to earn this amount of rewards!

The system looked at Chang Jingchen's ordinary passerby face and fell into an incredible silence.

Le Jing, who had blocked the barrage in the live broadcast room, had no idea about the rewards in the live broadcast room. He was now completely immersed in the world of Wu San.

Wu San in the system store sells for 200 points, which is very expensive, but you get what you pay for. Because the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" in the system store includes all college entrance examination questions and all-real simulation questions from 1977 to 2573.

To be precise, this book should actually be called "Five Hundred Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Hundred Years of Simulation".

Moreover, Wusan in the system store is a virtual product that only appears in the consciousness space. In other words, as long as Lejing closes his eyes, he can appear in the conscious space to do the questions, and the ratio of the time rate of the conscious space to the real time rate is 3:1. Three hours have passed in the consciousness space, and only one hour has passed in the real world.

This is a black technology that the future society has spent countless years developing in order to improve students' efficiency in solving questions!

#Look at how happy the students who are doing the questions are laughing#

#Three times the time to do the questions, three times the happiness#

…

…

Wen Wenzhong found that today's deskmate Chang Jingchen was very strange.

First, he arrogantly attacked the school bully Zhao Desheng when school was over at noon. His cold and venomous look was completely different from the usually submissive one.

Then in the afternoon he suddenly transformed into the God of Sleep.

As soon as the bell rang at the end of each class, he would immediately climb down and sleep. Even in class, he would put his head on his arms and fall asleep from time to time.

So, when the bell rang for the third period of get out of class in the afternoon, he caught up with Chang Jingchen a second before he fell asleep and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Le Jing glanced at the worried little fat man and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you've been sleeping..."

"It's not sleeping. I'm just relaxing with my eyes closed."

Wen Wenzhong: "...Is there any difference between the two?"

Le Jing told the truth: "There is a difference. Because I close my eyes and rest my mind while still studying."

Wen Wenzhong: Mom is so shameless.

The last class is math class.

Wen Wenzhong and his class, Grade 9, are in a general liberal arts class, so the math scores of the students in the class are generally not good.

The teacher who taught them mathematics, Wu Zhongming, also taught class 3 in the second year of high school in the science experimental class. After seeing the excellent mathematics results of the science experimental class, he saw that Wen Wenzhong and his classmates could not support the mathematics results of the ordinary liberal arts class. I hate that iron cannot become steel.

Therefore, the whole class is most afraid of math class.

In the morning math class, Wu Zhongming did not teach the papers from the last midterm exam, so there was a high probability that he would leave the papers for the last class.

So when Wen Wenzhong saw Wu Zhongming, who came into class with papers in his hands and a gloomy look on his face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair that his life was at risk.

Wu Zhongming glanced around the classroom with a very oppressive gaze, and said with a serious expression: "Your class's math score this time is very poor. How bad is it? The math scores of the last three students in Class 3 are higher than yours." One point higher than the first place in the class in mathematics.”

"You are all taught by the same teacher, why are your grades so bad? Is it true that all of you are stupider than the students in Class 3?"

"I won't say anything unnecessary. You are all sixteen or seventeen years old, and I have been working in your grade! Each group leader comes up to receive your group's papers. You should reflect on the results this time!"

Wen Wenzhong's heart was pounding rapidly, and a layer of sweat broke out on his back. He craned his neck and looked eagerly at the group leader who was handing out papers, feeling both anticipation and fear in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the team leader finally stood still in his seat and handed him the paper. The red 96 points on the paper were particularly eye-catching.

Wen Wenzhong breathed a long sigh of relief. The full score in mathematics is 120, and a score of 96 is pretty good. At least he doesn't have to worry about being scolded when he goes home.

The team leader took out another paper and placed it on his deskmate Chang Jingchen. The 70 points on it were also quite eye-catching. Only then did he realize that Chang Jingchen was still sleeping!

Against the backdrop of a failing grade of 70 points, what he just said that he was studying with his eyes closed seemed even more ridiculous.

Wen Wenzhong snickered, then poked him and whispered, "It's time for class."

Chang Jingchen snorted from his nose without moving his eyelids.

"This is a math class, and the teacher has to explain the topic."

Chang Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and sat up straight lazily, "I understand...Thank you."

Wen Wenzhong always felt that there was some reluctance in this thank you.

After the papers were distributed, Wu Zhongming cleared his throat and began to explain this time's mathematics paper.

"For the first question, you know it at a glance, so you don't need me to explain it, right?" Wu Zhongming paused for a few seconds, and then began to read in one breath: "For the second question, you know at a glance that you should choose C, pass. For the third question, I knew immediately that I would choose B and passed it. For the fourth question, I passed it..."

Wen Wenzhong sighed, already used to this teacher's style of painting. This person's catchphrase is: "You can understand this question at a glance, why do you need to explain it?"

After Wu Zhongming passed seven multiple-choice questions in succession, a timid question finally sounded in the classroom: "Teacher... I can't understand this question..."

Wu Zhongming then sighed heavily and asked with a sad expression: "Where can I not see?"

"...Teacher, please write the steps on the blackboard, and we will study it."

So Wu Zhongming turned around and left a few concise steps on the blackboard, which made people suddenly enlightened. This is why Wu Zhongming despises them so much, but his class admires Wu Zhongming quite a lot. No matter how much Wu Zhongming despises them, his math skills are indeed very good. It is said that there is no math problem that he cannot master in high school.

Wu Zhongming lectured very quickly, but just after 20 minutes, he had finished explaining all the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions and started talking about application questions.

He directly skipped the first few "point-giving questions" for the application questions because they "could know them at a glance" and started to teach them the last two final questions that were "somewhat interesting".

He was halfway through the application question when he suddenly stopped. The chalk in his hand drew a beautiful parabola and hit a black head.

"Chang Jingchen, stand up for me!"

Wen Wenzhong discovered this! Chang Jingchen didn't know when he closed his eyes again! Support your head with your hands and start to relax with your eyes closed!

Under the offensive of Wu Zhongming's chalk tip, Chang Jingchen finally opened his eyes, finished "closing his eyes and resting his mind", took out a chalk tip from his hair, and stood up honestly.

"What score did you get on this math test?"

"70 points."

"Did you get the last two word problems right?"

"No."

"How dare you sleep without doing anything wrong?!"

"But I will do it."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. Wu Zhongming opened his eyes wide and doubted his ears for a moment, "What did you say? Louder!"

Under Wen Wenzhong's incredulous gaze, his timid deskmate straightened his back and replied in a loud voice: "I said I would do it."

Wu Zhongming's face turned dark, "Since you can do it, just write the answer on the blackboard!"

"Oh well."

Chang Jingchen lazily walked to the podium, as if he didn't need to think, and used the chalk tip that Wu Zhongming had just smashed to leave lines of smooth and concise mathematical formulas on the blackboard.

Slowly, Wen Wenzhong's eyes staring at the blackboard opened wider and wider, and Wu Zhongming's dark face gradually became less scary.

Wen Wenzhong thought about the penultimate question for a long time during the exam and finally came up with some ideas. However, he only answered the first and second questions, and because the formula was correct, the value was entered incorrectly and was deducted. A lot of points. When asked the third question, he simply didn’t make it! As for the final question, Wen Wenzhong could only barely write the first question! Except for two multiple-choice questions he got wrong, all the points he lost were on the last two major questions!

But Chang Jingchen wrote out the answers to two big questions and a total of six questions in one breath. The ideas and formulas he listed made Wen Wen suddenly enlightened and amazed that there was such an ingenious solution!

When Chang Jingchen wrote out the result of the last big question, Wu Zhongming's eyes were full of surprise and suspicion, and his voice was much kinder: "Since you know it, why did you do it wrong in the exam?"

Then the young man, half of his body bathed in the sunset, turned around and gave a shocking answer that Wen Wenzhong will never forget: "It's not that I did something wrong, I didn't write it." The young man put the chalk tip into the chalk box gracefully, He replied calmly: "It's too simple. I know it by just reading it. I'm too lazy to write it down."

Wen Wenzhong:...

Wu Zhongming:......

The whole class:…

Wen Wenzhong thought that he would never forget Wu Zhongming's face at this time in his life. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhongming, who has always had his eyes set high above his head, would have such a stiff and blue-black complexion now.

The boy walked down from the podium, sat down in his seat, and pulled out his math paper, seemingly looking at it seriously. Wen Wenzhong secretly glanced at him a few times, and then found speechlessly that Chang Jingchen looked at the paper for a few times and then closed his eyes again!

Wen Wenzhong: ...

Who exactly is this seemingly ordinary deskmate of his? !

And in the virtual live broadcast room that Wen Wenzhong could not see, countless barrages were rolling wildly.

[Mountain Ghost said: Ah ah ah ah so handsome! ! So handsome! ! ]

[Summon meat~: It's just an ordinary cannon fodder face, why did I think he was so handsome for a moment? ! ]

[Autumn Water Bank: Ah ah ah ah, the host is so happy to slap someone in the face! ! ! ]

[System prompt: The host Chang Jingchen completed a slapping task and was rewarded with 100 points. 】

[System prompt: Cangzhou rewarded Chang Jingchen 100RMB]

[System prompt: Have you studied today? Reward Chang Jingchen 200RMB]

[System prompt: Mr. Mo rewarded Chang Jingchen 100RMB]

…

…

On the third day after crossing over, Le Jing finally met the heroine of the novel, Song Caiying.

At that time, Le Jing was in physical education class. After doing a few sets of radio gymnastics, the physical education teacher let them start free activities.

So several sports figures in their class had a fierce basketball game on the playground. The original owner was a passerby, so his athletic ability was naturally mediocre, so he was always an unknown spectator.

Rejecting the proposal of his deskmate Wen Wenzhong to play badminton together, Le Jing prepared to go back to the classroom to do some questions to kill time. He bought a complete set of Wusan from the system store the day before yesterday, and there were still large areas of blanks waiting for him to fill in.

It is now the late 1980s. Due to the limitations of scientific and technological development and economic development, educational resources are also in short supply. In the future, high school students not only have a wide variety of supplementary teaching materials and question banks, but also can receive high-quality educational resources through the Internet. Rich students can also go to professional tutoring classes or hire famous teachers for one-on-one tutoring at home.

But high school students of this era are not so lucky. Although Chang Jingchen's Baicheng No. 1 Middle School is not good enough in the entire Hebei Province, it is also the top-ranked high school in their city. When Chang Jingchen was admitted to this high school, Xie's mother excitedly set off firecrackers.

Even in such a key middle school in the city, high school students can rarely do high-quality papers. The papers they usually do are mostly made by the teachers in the school themselves-many of the teachers in the school are high school graduates, or technical secondary school graduates, and there are only a handful of college students. It is conceivable what level of papers made by teachers with such academic qualifications are.

Although the school will also spend a lot of money to buy internal papers from other famous schools in Hebei Province, its quality level is just a younger brother in Le Jing's eyes. After all, he had done all kinds of papers such as the Wusan, Huanggang secret papers, and the Jin exam papers, and had fully witnessed the ugly faces of Wang Houxiong, Xue Jinxing, Rong Deji, Ren Zhihong, and Qu Yixian.

So after Le Jing got points for the first time, the first thing he did was to exchange for a set of Wusan and prepare to start doing questions.

In Le Jing's opinion, the best solution to escape the tragic fate of the original owner is to study hard and get into a good university, so as to achieve a class leap. At that time, all the best relatives will be paper tigers.

The system excitedly howled in his mind: [Host! The heroine is detected to be coming downstairs. You will meet in five seconds! ]

Le Jing paused while climbing the stairs. He raised his head and soon saw Song Caiying and another female classmate coming downstairs.

Chang Jingchen was in Class 9 of Senior 2, and Song Caiying was the class flower of Class 3 of Senior 2.

Song Caiying is very pretty. Even when she is wearing a fat blue school uniform, she looks as fresh as a dehydrated lotus, which makes the female classmates around her who could be called pretty and charming look like ugly ducklings.

But this is not the reason why Le Jing blushes and his heart beats fast when he sees her.

Le Jing's brain is very clear, so he can clearly perceive that his cheek temperature rises, his heartbeat speeds up, and inexplicable and complex emotions emerge in his heart, including excitement and joy, timidity and bitterness.

Le Jing: ...

The system spoke in his mind at the right time: [Host, I know you like the heroine very much, but the heroine belongs to the hero, you can't separate them. So! Host, take a look at the girl next to the heroine. Although she is not as pretty as the heroine, her family is rich. If you succeed in conquering her, you can save thirty years of hard work! ]

[Mu Yunbing: ? ? ? Is it so realistic? ]

[Yi Ran: ... Who doesn't want to be kept by a rich woman? QWQ I want it too! 】

[Math class representative: Host, don't listen to the system's bitch talk! Why do you want to pick up girls? Is math not fun or is there not enough work to do? 】

After adapting for a few days, Le Jing is no longer so averse to this live broadcast room, because he found that he can get a lot of information from the barrage. So he didn't block the barrage, just minimized the barrage area to the bottom and occasionally replied.

Le Jing lowered his head and passed by the two people as if nothing had happened. His eyes lowered and locked the cold light inside, and smiled and asked the audience: 'So, my love for the heroine is also due to the plot setting? '

[Anmuxi and AD calcium are both delicious:... Oops, listening to the host say this, I suddenly feel so sad, my emotions are all due to program settings or something...]

[Matsuko: ? ? ? Why is the above so sincere? Isn't the host just a paper man created by a technology company based on the plot of the novel! ]

[Hu Acridine Defa: No! The anchor is not a paper person, he is a living person who is in a different dimension from us! No different from us! 】

Then the barrage soon started to go sideways and led to a debate about whether Chang Jingchen was a real person.

Thanks to their discussion, Le Jing had a better understanding of the world setting he was currently in.

In layman's terms, Qijiang Technology Company is quite a god and created the world where Chang Jingchen lives. The audience outside the live broadcast room is equivalent to other gods. Some of them recognize that the residents of the small world are "born as humans", while others think that they are just the product of a series of programs and are not human beings at all.

Le Jing's blushing at Song Caiying just now was also due to personality. One of the character settings of Chang Jingchen, the cannon fodder, is to have a crush on Song Caiying, so even if Chang Jingchen is dead, Le Jing's consciousness is now in control of this body. When he sees Song Caiying, his body will still have a series of symptoms. reaction.

Oh.

Le Jing licked his lips, his nails dug deeply into his flesh, but the smile on his face became gentler. He curiously asked the system: 'No. 77, can I change the plot? ’

[The host can change the plot of his own life, but he cannot change the main plot of the male and female protagonist. 】

‘What happens if I change? ’

[The program, that is, the rules of the world will be modified. 】

‘Then can I understand that if I don’t save the heroine from the gangster in four days, someone else will save the heroine? ’

【Yes. 】

Lele nodded, ‘That’s it. ’ He laughed, a trace of darkness flashed across his lowered eyes, and he murmured softly: “…So, that’s it.”

then.

One day during class break, the school bully Zhao Desheng somehow got into an argument with a passerby named Chang Jingchen. The argument between the two attracted many students in the class to hide in the class and poke their heads around.

Then, I don’t know what classmate Chang Jingchen whispered. Zhao Desheng was so angry that he raised his fist at him. Chang Jingchen leaned against the corridor and leaned slightly, narrowly avoiding his fist. Zhao Desheng failed to stop his momentum, and his fist grazed the flower pot placed on the wall of the corridor.

Le Jing lay on the wall and lowered his head to look down. He saw that the flower pot had almost brushed against the corner of Song Caiying's clothes and fell to the ground. The fragments of the flower pot and the soil were scattered all over the ground, and Song Caiying's leather shoes were splashed with dust.

Song Caiying, who was unharmed, stared at the broken flower pot in shock, and then let out a piercing scream after realizing it.

Le Jing looked away and curled his lips imperceptibly, his black eyes filled with coldness.

Is this the so-called halo of a heroine?

Although he had known for a long time that 9% of the heroine would not be injured or die, he was still a little disappointed.

Sure enough, the plot is not that easy to change.

Le Jing turned around and said righteously to Zhao Desheng: "Classmate Zhao Desheng, please don't use violence in the future. Fortunately, classmate Song Caiying is fine this time, otherwise you will go to jail!"

He glanced worriedly at Song Caiying who was in shock downstairs, and grabbed Zhao Desheng's sleeve: "Come downstairs with me quickly and apologize to classmate Song Caiying!"

Zhao Desheng: Dirty words, dirty words, dirty words!

The author has something to say:

Some reader IDs were randomly selected. Who wanted to appear but did not appear? Leave a message for me in this chapter and I will arrange a scene for you in the next chapter (smoking)

Children's boots who have already appeared on the scene should not leave a message to appear on the scene. We will give priority to the students who have not appeared on the scene. 23333

And the prototype of the math teacher in this chapter is my high school math teacher...

His mantra is: Does this question still need to be discussed? Isn’t this something you can do at a glance? ? ?

Me: ...Teacher, I can’t see it. I really can’t see this_(:з”∠)_