My superpowers are refreshed every week

Chapter 478: Hold you and kiss you

"Hey, Brother Jiaojie."

Chen Yuan entered the school and was about to go to class when he suddenly heard such a sound.

After looking at the source of the sound with curiosity, he saw several students in the class.

The person called 'Brother Jiaojie' was lowering his head, as if he was pretending to be deaf, and deliberately ignored it.

So Chen Yuan also shouted: "Hey, Brother Jiaojie."

"Damn it, you know what it means and you just keep shouting?!"

Tang Jian broke through the defense directly, and then yelled at Chen Yuan.

"I don't know, but I feel like this is a trick that can break your defense." Chen Yuan said.

"Hey, that's it..." At this time, Liu Yan came over, put his hand on Chen Yuan's shoulder, smiled and whispered to him, "Last night, I was chirping, chirping, chirping..."

"Let's film animation here, right? What are you talking about? Talk in human language." Chen Yuan demanded.

"Okay, okay." Tang Jian also stood up and interrupted, "It's not a very important matter, you don't need to know."

"let me guess."

Chen Yuan looked like he was thinking, and after a while, he said, "Is it related to Teacher Wutang? Then, this is the story born in your voice."

"Fuck, that's awesome." Liu Yan showed an expression of wonder, admiring Chen Yuan even more.

"What Brother Jiaojie said..." Chen Yuan continued to brainstorm, and then said, "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. Should it be this one?"

"Day!" Liu Yan was completely impressed by Chen Yuan's reasoning ability, his eyes filled with shock like 'this guy is a monster'.

"Then I guess, this sentence may have been said by Teacher Tang Jian?" Chen Yuan guessed again.

"Hanging, hanging, hanging!" Liu Yan was so frightened that he clapped quickly.

"How do you know this so clearly?!" Tang Jian asked with red cheeks.

"Nonsense, how could I have guessed that it was Zhou Fu who told me." Chen Yuan said.

Tang Jian: "..."

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit exaggerated.

It took him a long time to digest it.

Why, what happened last night. Chen Yuan, a day student, knew it all, and the person who told him was actually another day student, Zhou Fu, a girl?

Does this mean that everyone in the world already knows it!

Damn it, how can these boys have such big mouths! !

"It's okay, brother, everyone is really happy for you." Chen Yuan put his hand on Tang Jian's shoulder and said with a smile.

"You should be happy for Zhou Yu. His show is obviously more effective when he is in love with He Sijiao. Why are you staring at me?" Tang Jian was very puzzled.

The students in the class seemed to be more concerned about his long-distance relationship with Teacher Wutang.

"Well..." Liu Yan thought for a while and said, "The love between the two of them always feels like it's natural and there's nothing wrong with it. It's not like Tang Jian and you, Xiao Tang's classmate, and they are rushing and rushing. What a bright-looking person.”

"Indeed, your romance is very clever and artistic." Chen Yuan also thought the same.

As for Jiaosheng Xiyu...

They were relatively simple, naturally ambiguous, got together naturally, and then started banging...

"I've had breakfast and I'm leaving first."

After Liu Yan said this, he went to the school cafeteria.

Then, only Chen Yuan and Tang Jian were left.

So, Chen Yuan asked curiously: "So now that you have inspiration, do you want to continue working on your game?"

"..." Tang Jian thought for a moment and shook his head, "There are more important things than games."

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to give up.

After all, this is the perfect path for him to achieve extraordinary things.

Everyone has some unusual ambition.

For him, it was his ideal to make a game that moved many people when he was a student.

only……

"You want to go to the same school as Teacher Wutang, right?" Chen Yuan asked.

"yes."

Facing Chen Yuan, who had also experienced this kind of thing, Tang Jian did not hide it and said directly: "I don't want to fall in love with a different school."

“Then it’s not too late to start working hard from now on.”

"Don't say such disgusting things in front of Chen Yuan's face." Tang Jian reminded.

"Isn't he encouraging you?"

Can't I be a decent person?

Do I have to be abstract to not be disgusting?

"Speaking of encouragement, brother, I really have something to ask for." Tang Jian looked at Chen Yuan and said seriously.

"Say it, it's accurate." Chen Yuan said.

"Are you studying with Jiaoyu recently?" Tang Jian asked.

"Yes." Chen Yuan said, "After all, we are a son and daughter-in-law. We cannot just sit idly by."

"...Is this the price?" Tang Jian hesitated.

"If you want to come, you can be the eldest son." Chen Yuan said.

"That's okay." If so, Tang Jian would be relieved.

"Then why don't you change places with the Yuanshen brother next to Zhou Yu?" Chen Yuan said.

He probably also wanted to follow Yuan Tutor's quality classes, so he asked this question.

And this also shows that classmate Xiao Tang is really getting serious.

"But Lao Mo doesn't trust me." Tang Jian said this, still a little pessimistic. "As you know, when I change seats, he uses me like a brick and moves it around."

"It's not just because you can make small talk with others wherever you go."

"Indeed, that is indeed my problem." Tang Jian nodded.

"Your non-arrogance makes me a little strange..."

"Grades don't lie."

"He even started making poisonous chicken soup!"

"Then let me talk to Lao Mo." Tang Jian fell into deep thought.

Tang Jian, who has always been very abstract and a fun-loving person, still has some concerns.

Because in the eyes of the teacher, he is also the kind of crooked student.

For a person who has always been very casual and natural, if he now says that he wants to do it well, the teacher will not believe it, and may even feel that he is just talking nonsense in a different place...

"Go ahead buddy."

At this time, Chen Yuan looked at Tang Jian with the attitude of a veteran, and said with great seriousness: "The starlight will live up to the passerby, Xiao Tang, please go ahead."

"Fuck you!"

In this way, Tang Jian decided.

Then, he appeared outside the office of Lao Mo's math grade group.

After hesitating for a while, he walked to the door: "Teacher Mo."

Lao Mo was putting away things. When he saw Tang Jian, he said, "What's the matter? Come in and talk."

So, Tang Jian walked over. Looking at Lao Mo, this usually very serious but absolutely competent teacher, after hesitating for a while, he lowered his head: "Hey, forget it."

"..." Lao Mo was stunned for a moment, then looked at him, "What the hell? Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"I……"

My character is actually a funny character.

It has always been this role.

Basically no one has ever seen this serious attitude in me.

The advantage of a funny character is that no one expects him to become a very powerful person.

Therefore, I am eager to change now. After the change, if I fail...

Isn't that very clowny?

In the entire No. 11 Middle School, there were only a few dozen students who passed the exams at Shanghai Dong University.

For a person like me, would it be overestimating my ability to set such a goal?

Tang Jian's silence gave Lao Mo a clue.

"Sit down and talk." Lao Mo unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of water, and then turned to Tang Jian.

"Thanks."

Tang Jian just sat opposite him.

After feeling a little more relaxed, he slowly raised his head, looked at Lao Mo, and asked, "Is it too late to start now?"

Without thinking, Lao Mo said directly: "It's not too late."

"Teacher, I haven't even told you what it is..."

Tang Jian complained quietly.

"No matter what happens, it's never too late to start. Of course, that includes what you said." Lao Mo said calmly.

Tang Jian's eyes gradually gave birth to a glimmer of hope.

Such encouragement came too timely.

Last night, or to be precise these days, after he started studying, he discovered that the more he studied, the more ignorant he became.

The teachers at the school have already begun to prepare courses for the exam, and will not stop for their own sake and turn around to make up for their own Nuwa.

So the more he studied, the more discouraged Tang Jian became.

The more discouraged you are, the more hopeless you feel.

Because of his talent, he is just an ordinary person.

"Teacher." Tang Jian said after hesitating, "I want to pursue art."

"Art, fine art?" Lao Mo asked quite unexpectedly.

"Music." Tang Jian explained, "I have been playing the piano before."

"Oh, I've seen it before." Lao Mo remembered, "It was the party on the day of the study. You and Chen Yuan won the first place in the program together, right?"

"Do you think there is hope for me to study music?"

"I'm not a music teacher, I don't know." After Lao Mo said this, he added, "But it's good. When you played the piano, your whole person changed. That was the first time I saw you. So serious, completely different from the attitude I had when I was studying mathematics.”

"Hey, thank you teacher for the compliment..."

"Is this a compliment to you?"

"Then I will go to training in June?" Tang Jian asked.

"But I want to remind you." Lao Mo said seriously, "Your grades are currently hovering around the second level of public schools. If you work hard from now on, you will have a chance to pass the first level and sprint to Natsumi University of Science and Technology. "

"But I can't beat Haidong University."

"..." Hearing this, Lao Mo's eyes widened.

What?

"I want to study music because I want to go to that school." Tang Jian replied.

"But you have to know that even if you study music and have good scores in the joint entrance examination or school entrance examination, your cultural score must be at least 550. And you are far away from 550 now, and you have to exclude half a year of training..." Lao Mo didn't think this was something easy to accomplish.

His hope for Tang Jian is that from now on until he graduates from the college entrance examination, he can progress to 550.

But his ambition is a bit too big.

"Haha, I was just kidding." Tang Jian suddenly said, "After leaving music, I would be thankful if my culture can exceed 500."

"Wait."

Lao Mo raised his hand, interrupted him, and then after calculating, he said: "After returning from the training camp, you still have three months. Before the training camp, you had two months. In these five months, you have to overcome Lose forgetfulness and get 550 points. This is basically impossible.”

Let me just say...

Knew it.

"but."

Lao Mo thought of a way and suggested: "If you don't miss the lessons and keep learning culture during the training, there is still some hope. But doing so will affect the effect of the training, and it is very likely that The results of the joint entrance examination and the school entrance examination are not good.”

"I can try!" Tang Jian said seriously.

When the other party proposed a solution, his tone suddenly became firm in order to express his determination.

"But replenishing your culture during training will leave you with only a little rest time."

"Why do you need to sleep so long while you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die."

"...It's not that exaggerated." Old Mo touched his chin awkwardly and said, "In that case, it might cost a lot of money."

"It's okay, I can decide this."

"Oh, that's okay."

Only then did Lao Mo remember that Tang Jian's father was the director of the Human Resources Department of Xiahai Education Bureau.

In this case, the family conditions must not be bad.

The question then is whether to take such a risky move.

Because most people completely put aside cultural classes during training.

Moreover, the real reason why many people study art is to have the opportunity to study for an undergraduate degree or to read a book.

Tang Jian did this purely to achieve that ridiculously distant goal - Haidong University.

"One more thing."

After everything had been said before, Tang Jian was finally able to speak: "Jiaoyu... He Sijiao and Zhou Yu have been studying very hard recently. I want to switch to the seat next to Zhou Yu and study with them. In this way, You can also read Chen Yuan’s notes.”

"Can."

"Teacher, I really know how to... eh, agree?"

Tang Jian was ready to fight for it, but the other party's straightforward attitude surprised him.

"Okay, I'll change it for you later."

"Teacher..." Tang Jian bit his lower lip and asked with some difficulty, "Do you believe me?"

"Well, the teacher believes in you."

As long as the other party is determined, Lao Mo is willing to believe in every student.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Tang Jian bowed vigorously to Lao Mo.

Then, he took out his cell phone.

"?!" Lao Mo looked at the mobile phone he took out, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Tang Jian, after typing two sentences, handed the phone directly to Lao Mo: "You will keep it until the training camp."

Lao Mo took the phone and said, "Then I'll put it in my drawer for you..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter even if it's lost."

"The school has surveillance, so it can't be lost so easily."

Lao Mo could see that this student was really determined.

And he may know where this determination comes from.

At the party that day, the girl who was pulled onto the stage by Tang Jian must be Changjun's.

It's like the girl who brought Chen Yuan food was from No. 4 Middle School.

Could it be that this is the way recent progress has been made?

Or is my education method outdated?

"goodbye teacher."

Just like that, Tang Jian bowed to Lao Mo again and left the classroom.

Lao Mo, on the other hand, smiled and sighed to himself: "Is it possible that these eighteen classes can go to many famous schools?"

………

On Wednesday, I had evening self-study at 10:30 pm.

Yin Yu returned to the dormitory building. After getting hot water, he returned to the dormitory and sat on the bed.

After adding hot water to the basin, he took off his shoes and a pair of white socks and put his feet in.

"ah……"

With a long sigh of release, she wished she could fall asleep.

It's so tiring.

The roommates, like dead dogs, dragged their exhausted bodies to the bed and began to sleep on their stomachs.

At this time, the aunt who was checking the bed opened the door, took a look, and then left.

After she left, Yin Yu quickly took out the mobile phone from under the pillow.

Then, opened qq.

Then, I saw a message from Tang Jian.

The cheeks immediately turned red.

Tang Jian: I took the initiative to hand over my phone. I may not be able to contact you for a long time.

Tang Jian: But sugar baby, no matter what, I want to go to the same school as you. I want to see you every day, hold your hand, go to the cafeteria with you, go to public classes with you, and walk on the playground with you. I really, really, really like you!

"..."

Looking at the phone screen, a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

Then, like Spider-Man, several roommates grabbed the railings of the bunk bed, lowered their heads, and began to peek at the screen.

And she quickly put the phone on her chest to avoid these military advisors.

"Hey, how stingy."

"Are you chatting with Brother Xingguang there?"

"What, have you been confessed? You are smiling like that."

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know."

Yin Yu smiled and shook her head.

Then, he leaned back and lay on the bed.

Then, I raised my phone high and looked at this paragraph. I have never been so happy.

She thought about that night, being pulled onto the stage in front of thousands of people.