Rebirth of the City Cultivation

The admissions teams of Blue and White University and Kyoto University have already settled in Jiangsu Province. Although Longcheng No. 1 Middle School is well-known, Suzhou is a major teaching province. Compared with Jinling No. 1 Middle School, Jinling No. 13 Middle School, and the College of Foreign Languages, Longcheng

The school is much inferior.

After the college entrance examination, the students completely relaxed. They all met for barbecue, beer, and KTV. Zhou Yi was invited several times, but Zhou Yi refused.

Although the application for application has been reformed, and the decision will be made after the scores are released, but on the third day after the test, the students were called back to school to evaluate the scores. The school needs to predict in advance, need help, consultants, and guidance!

Returning to school this time feels like revisiting the old place. No matter how good the test is, everything is determined. There will be joy and frustration. Occasionally, some students will tear up the textbooks in their hands and let the paper scraps fly in the sky.

The class Zhou Yi is in is an ordinary class, but the ordinary classes in No. 1 Middle School are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The head teacher has been working hard all year round, has a Mediterranean hairstyle, and deep wrinkles on his face. He has been competing for the position of grade leader for many years, but failed.

He seriously evaluated the scores of each student. When he saw the female top student estimated the score at 626, his face burst into laughter. The study committee member actually estimated the score at 660. He laughed to the point where his eyes were closed. Gao Xin

A sweet 575 points, and he nodded frequently.

When he saw Li Xiaodao's 424 points again, he frowned.

The students' estimated scores were almost handed in, and he had an idea in his mind. This year's data was similar to last year's, but slightly worse. Alas, he sighed and casually took Zhou Yi's estimated scores.

"700?"

His hands couldn't help shaking, he adjusted his glasses with thick lenses and took a closer look. He swallowed involuntarily and said, "Zhou Yi, did you write 700 points?"

His slightly trembling voice suddenly made the already noisy classroom extremely silent.

"Hold the grass, boss Wuwei." Li Xiaodao jumped over quickly.

"Zhou Yi, the meaning of scoring is to compare the correct answers in the college entrance examination paper with the actual answers you wrote on the day of the exam..." Wu Xusheng, the head teacher, was afraid that Zhou Yi would not understand, so he explained to Zhou Yi with anxiety and expectation.

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I know."

"F*ck!" The wrinkles on his face almost covered his entire face at this moment. Wu Xu, a civilized man who had not spoken bad words for many years, couldn't help but curse.

He hurriedly collected the scores from the remaining students and ran out as fast as he could.

As soon as he left, the whole class gathered around Zhou Yi. 700 points? What is the concept?

"Boss, are you crazy? Blind Jill wrote, Niu Boyi!"

"It can't be 70 points, right? I've seen a joke about a classmate who checked his college entrance examination scores on the computer. He covered his back and left only the first row of numbers. When he saw that the first number in the general score department was 6, he almost died of excitement.

After reading it all... I realized it was over 60 points..."

Everyone laughed. Obviously, most people, or everyone, thought Zhou Yi was bragging about Boyi.

Zhou Yi looked at the chattering boys and girls surrounding him. The girl's unique girlish aura penetrated his nose, and he actually liked this feeling.

"Hey, did you really estimate 700 points?" After bidding farewell to the group of children, Zhou Yi was preparing to go home when he heard a greeting from behind who was obviously breathing heavily because he was running all the way.

Zhou Yi turned around, and Gao Xintian was almost dazzled by the dazzling conversation in the sun. He touched his chest with his hand and gasped: "Zhou Yi, please slow down, I can't stand it anymore."

Zhou Yi turned around and stood still, like a tall and straight green pine.

Seeing Zhou Yi's face, Gao Xintian suddenly felt that the sky was bluer, the water was clearer, and life was better.

"I'm joking, it's definitely not 700 points." Zhou Yi said casually after seeing too much distrust, then turned and left.

"Let me tell you, it must be fake. How could he get a score of 700?" Gao Xintian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more balanced.

"Hey, which university did you go to?" Gao Xintian seemed to have remembered something, looked at Zhou Yi who was drifting away, and shouted hurriedly. It was like shouting in a movie: I will support you, so sensational.

But there was no response, and she was so angry that she stomped her feet in place.

Which school should I go to? Zhou Yi already had the answer in his mind. Thinking of the girl who was about to meet her eyes full of him, Zhou Yi could not help but raise the corners of his mouth as he walked. A generation of old cultivators actually looked like young people who were just beginning to fall in love.

…

Yiheng Pharmaceutical is a thing of the past, and the newly renamed Yunlan Pharmaceutical Group is about to reopen.

Liu Mulan spread the hero message, and all the famous figures in the Longcheng pharmaceutical industry will be present.

Even Jinling, the provincial capital, and even leading figures in the pharmaceutical industry from other provinces sent invitations.

Liu Mulan will present three newly developed drugs by Yunlan Medicine at the opening ceremony. She believes that in the eyes of insiders, these are priceless items.

Li Bancheng, the richest man in Jiangsu Province, took this opportunity to announce a shocking news, offering 100 million to harvest thousand-year-old ginseng!

Just like a boulder smashing into a calm lake, many tourists risk their lives and enter the forbidden areas of Changbai Mountain to find this opportunity.

The reopening of Yunlan Pharmaceutical has almost single-handedly stirred up the entire pharmaceutical industry, and every pharmaceutical family wants to find out.

Zhou Yi looked at the grand door of Yunlan Medicine and felt like he was in another world.

"Uncle Chen!" Zhou Yi called him respectfully when he saw the recovered security captain Chen.

If he hadn't delayed for some time, he might not have been able to see his mother. This debt would never be repaid.

When Lao Chen saw Zhou Yi, he shouted excitedly: "Master Yi is here, Master Yi is here."

Zhou Yi quickly corrected him: "Uncle Chen, from now on you can call me Xiao Yi. If you call me Master Yi, I would rather hit a wall and die."

Lao Chen could feel the sincerity of Zhou Yi's words. When he heard this, the corners of his eyes were actually a little moist. He looked at Zhou Yi and smiled happily. As the saying goes, a prodigal son never returns with gold, and the dude in front of him has really grown up.

He nodded heavily towards Zhou Yi and said: "Okay, Xiao Yi, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you, go quickly."

Zhou Yi then walked towards the factory.

"Master Yi!"

"Young Master Zhou!"

"My God, Mr. Zhou's son is so handsome. I want to give him a monkey!"

"How can there be such a handsome man in the world!"

"Which middle school would be best for me and his son Zhou Xiaoshuai to go to when the time comes? Zhengheng?" a girl asked her best friend next to her dreamily.

"If life were just like the first time we met..."

Along the way, people greeted me from time to time, and many little girls whispered in the distance, their faces all flushed.

Zhou Yi gave them a smile that was in line with social expectations. They were all hard-working workers working for his own company. He still had the attitude of a polite corporal.

"Damn it, who is this? He looks really disgusting. Believe it or not, I'm going to cut him off?" Of course, there are also people who don't know Zhou Yi and brag to their buddies, Boyi said.

The person next to him slapped him on the head and whispered: "Quiet, the bosses of the Di'an Society and the Canal Gang are kneeling in front of him. Are you going to cut him? I'm afraid you don't want to live long. You don't want to die."

It hurts me."