In the second half of the third year of high school, there are still 3 months before the college entrance examination.
The first rays of the morning sun pierced the sky, 6 a.m.
Lin Zhun unexpectedly got up early today, not because of the assurance with Shay, but because of this system, Lin Zhun seemed a little too excited, after all, he was only seventeen years old, and how could he understand that joy and anger are invisible.
After a simple wash, Lin Zhun glanced at himself in the mirror, with long curly hair, 183 ordinary height, not outstanding facial features, if you have to say, then only the eyes are bigger, the nose is more straight.
Lin Zhun changed into his school uniform, picked up his schoolbag, picked up his mobile phone, and went out.
At 6.40, Lin Zhun came to the corner of this intersection and waited quietly for Shay, the intersection of this old city did not seem to be very different, with a lot of traffic and crowds coming and going.
It's just that once, Lin Zhun's father and Shay's father opened a shop face-to-face, one was a barber shop, the other was a beauty salon, and the fathers of the two became good brothers because of some coincidences, and Lin Zhun and Shay also met each other in an encounter, from kindergarten to elementary and junior high school, until now.
The agreed time was 6.50, and there was still some time before Shay came here, Lin Zhun was a little bored and took out his mobile phone to search for Lysoar's information.
In front of the screen is an honest, thin but very sunny little boy. Resolute gaze, lysoar, also known as leaving a hand, the whistle position of the FPX team, has a very stable play, often as the team's bottom player, and when he is the defender, his B point, it can almost be said that no one can easily break through, even if it is forced, the attacker often needs to pay the price of two or three people.
Lin Zhun looked at it and guessed that most of the characteristics of leaving a hand were only useful when the defender was on the defensive side. However, after looking at the evaluation, I am still very satisfied, and it seems that this lottery is not bad.
At this moment, a soft thing suddenly stuck to Lin Zhun's body, although he was still a little thick in this weather, but this feeling was too sensitive for a teenager.
"Morning! Brother Lin Zhun! Shay smiled and hugged Lin Zhun tightly from behind.
"Holy, Shay, let go! It's on the street. Lin Zhun's face was slightly red, after all, he had been a mother and fetus for seventeen years, and he had never even held a girl's hand, except for Shay.
And the aunt who got up early to buy groceries and passed by looked at Shay, who hugged him tightly, covered her mouth, and walked briskly with a snicker, "Now I am young."
And Shay, who was hugging Lin Zhun tightly, hurriedly let go after hearing the aunt's ridicule, but his face was already red as a persimmon.
Lin Zhun turned around, the little girl in front of him, with a low ponytail, a height of 157, air bangs, pink skin like snow, ice muscles and jade bones, soft and delicate voice, the deep eyes on a delicate little face made people sink, and the cherry mouth made people think about it, and it was difficult for people not to kiss it when they were coquettish.
"Well, your breakfast, finger cake + meat floss + bacon and tomato salad dressing." Shay handed the steaming finger cake in his hand to Lin Zhun.
"Tsk, why are you so red, are you sick?" Lin Zhun looked at Shay, who was blushing, caught breakfast with one hand, and touched Shay's forehead with the other.
"No problem, no fever." Lin Zhun muttered to himself.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just ran over and it's a little hot." Shay explained, looking to the side.
"Alright then, let's go, or we'll be late." Lin Zhun touched Shay's head.
The two walked towards the school together, as they did for decades.
"Speaking of which, Brother Lin Zhun, your Jiefeng yesterday was really handsome, why did you suddenly open up?" Shay quipped.
"I'm just hiding my strength, yesterday's one was too crucial, and if I hide it again, I'll lose, so ah, I have to show my true strength." Lin Zhun teased Lin Zhun with a tricky expression.
"Okay, Lin Zhun, even I lied." Shay slapped Lin Zhun lightly with his powder fist.
The two frolicked and frolicked with each other, and before they knew it, they arrived at the school gate. And this scene is also envious of others.
"Lin Zhun!" A vibrant voice came from behind Lin Zhun.
Lin Zhun turned his head, and the three people in front of him were Xiao Chubby, Curly Hair, and Lao Hei.
Chubby's height of 175, a small short hair, and a weight of 220, Chubby deserves its name!
Curly hair with big curly hair, sloppy appearance, a lazy and uncaring expression, although it usually looks like this, but as soon as the game starts, the spirit comes, curly hair, well deserved!
Old black, yo black skin, 188 tall, is the leader of the school's long-distance running team, and this skin. Old black, well deserved!
And these three people are also Lin Zhun's friends and classmates.
"Early." The three of them rushed over and patted Lin Zhun's buttocks, and said in unison.
As the most trendy way to greet in the new era, Lin Zhun and the four of them can be said to have mastered the fire.
"Early." Lin Zhun also responded, patting their butts one by one.
The five-person squad is officially assembled!
The five of them came to the classroom like this. Youth is good, the books piled up on the table, the countdown to the college entrance examination that can be seen everywhere on the blackboard, and the campus full of vitality.
"Your ideal is held in your pen, carrying more than ten years of cold and summer, it will write every word, although it can not define your future, but can condense your best youth."
Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Zhun returned to his seat.
The class bell rang, and the morning reading that should have read aloud was interrupted by the results of the model, and the head teacher directly announced the results of the model on the blackboard, and the students were chattering about which subject was well tested this time and which subject was not.
But Lin Zhun didn't care much, after all, he didn't do well in any subject, Lin Zhun's grades were really not very good, and could even be described as very poor.
The results are Shay (A+ class, stable 985211), Wang Heng (Lao Hei) (B+ class, but because he is a sports student, he can go to a better sports college), Zhang Zhicang (curly hair) (C+ class, two better books), Zhao Wu (chubby) (C, ordinary two), Lin Zhun (D, junior college).
Lin Zhun looked at his miserable scores, and the more he looked at them, the more upset he became, so he simply didn't look at them, and the scores wouldn't increase anyway.
Lin Zhun was thinking like this, and turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, but the system panel suddenly appeared in the foggy sky.
"Task added, admitted to the undergraduate!" The mechanical voice came again.
Lin Zhun was stunned, wasn't he? "I TM you have to manage your Xi, you said that you supervise my practice, even if you supervise my practice, you have to supervise my Xi?" Lin Zhun scolded quietly, feeling very speechless about the system's meddling.
"Master, the task of the system is not limited to the game." The system replied.
"Yes, I admit it. What is the reward? Lin Zhun has already accepted his fate at this moment.
Although Lin Zhun said that he didn't care, in fact, there were still some ups and downs in his heart, his family was not a rich family, not as good as Xiaopang and Shay, the father of the two was the eldest brother in the catering industry, and the other was the eldest brother in the beauty industry.
Besides, several of his friends have a way to go, Lao Hei can be a person with sports expertise, and he can be a ya (not) if he is handsome with curly hair, only himself, and he can't see the direction of the future.
I also want to work hard, but I can't find the motivation at all, and I don't know where to work hard, and now I have the motivation, in order to become a Valorant pastryman! Having to learn Xi, it seems that two unrelated things are now forced to connect.
"Marksmanship is directly increased by one level, a random agent mastery is upgraded to a unique skill, a random weapon mastery is upgraded to a unique skill, 100 mission points." The mechanical voice replied.
Lin Zhun was moved, no one would want to refuse this reward at all!
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