What is a hexagon jungler?

Gu walked down the stairs, and the sky was completely dark.

"Hello." Gu Pan said beside him.

"First, I don't call you hello..." Gu Xing emphasized.

"Okay, okay, Gu Xing!" She hugged the paper, "Have you brought a flashlight?"

Gu Xing reached behind his back and touched the small pocket of his schoolbag.

Through a layer of fabric, you can still experience the thick and hard feel, but he said in a nasty voice, "I didn't bring it, I will make you fall when I come back at night!"

"Cut..." Gu Pan curled his lips, their personalities were somewhat similar to a certain extent, and Gu Xing spoke in such a tone, which on the contrary showed that he was carrying a flashlight.

Just when the street lights were on, the two waved to their father who was standing in front of the store, kept a distance of one meter, and rushed to the school against the evening wind.

There was nothing to say all the way, Gu Xing's brain was not idle, and he was still thinking about other things.

The Gu family is indeed not rich, but they are very lucky to have a house in Guxi Community.

According to the division of school districts, the junior high school of the brother and sister can enter Ren'ai Middle School, which is less than 300 meters away from the community. This is a good public school in all aspects.

After passing the recommendation or the senior high school entrance examination, you can enter Zhenhai Middle School, which is two streets away.

It can be said that in Zhenhai District, the end and best destination of the nine-year compulsory education is to enter this top high school.

Including Jiaochuan Academy, which belongs to the same school, Zhenhai Middle School has about 700 students in the first class. According to the market in previous years, more than 40 Qingbei students can be admitted, which is quite an exaggerated proportion.

Gu Xing was very satisfied.

He feels that he is already ahead of many of his peers.

Even if the family conditions are average, there is a good school district after all.

Approaching the school gate, the number of students around is increasing, and the conversation is getting noisier.

Putting on the school badge with red letters on a white background, the two walked through the antique school gate and walked quickly into the brightly lit teaching building.

Walking straight along the corridor, many familiar classmates and friends greeted the two of them.

Although the two of them would quarrel with each other, to the rest of the people, the Gu brothers and sisters were sunny, cheerful, helpful, with good emotional intelligence, good-looking faces, and comfortable to get along with.

Walking into the classroom of Class 1 of Senior Three, most of the seats here were already filled with people. Gu Xinglai took the seat behind Gu Pan, took out the books from his backpack and put them in the table hole.

There are less than three months before the college entrance examination, and most of the students are busy with their own affairs.

However, the self-study bell has not yet rang, and some people are still whispering.

"All the members of the Shujing training team are back?"

"I heard that none of the three giants we entered the training team were selected."

"Aren't there two people in Zhilin Middle School in Yueqing?"

"A total of 5 members of the training team in the province were wiped out."

"Huh? I thought there would be a national team this year..."

Gu Pan originally planned to write an English short essay to correct mistakes, but when he heard the words of the people around him, he wrote more than half of it first, and came to the students who were discussing the results of the training team selection, showing a bright smile.

"Can you take a look for me, there is still a mistake that hasn't been found, I don't know where it is."

The students distracted their attention on the test papers, so they didn't have time to think about other things.

The discussion went nowhere.

Gu Xing saw this scene in his eyes, twirled his pen with his slender fingers, lowered his head and continued to look at his physics problem.

Five minutes before the start of self-study, his deskmate finally arrived in the classroom. He was thin and brisk, as if he was running at a sprint.

Ding Ran pointed to the empty seat next to Gu Pan, "Mr. Shen hasn't come back yet?"

"She's resting at home," Gu Xing lowered his voice, "Did you go to the Internet cafe to play? It's so late."

"Played two games, and went out for dinner again..." Ding Ran's expression can only be described as beaming, "I have good news for you, I'm starting a gold promotion match!"

Across a narrow aisle, the boy who was in the same row as Ding Ran heard the two of them chatting, and couldn't help interjecting, "You dare to go to an Internet cafe in Xiao Zhou?"

Weekends in the town take turns to work and rest, and this week catches up with the small worship, and in fact it only takes one afternoon on Sunday, and the time is very tight.

"What's the matter?" Ding Ran didn't care, "Brother Yu and I don't have the pressure of the college entrance examination now."

The name of the senior three (1) they are in is the innovation class, which gathers the top students in the whole school, and their comprehensive scores are excellent.

Although the town is not known for competitions, the results achieved are not bad.

In the national math competition finals at the end of last year, there were 21 provincial teams, 5 of which were from the town, all from the innovation class.

Three of them, including Shen Guanshan, ranked in the top sixty and entered the training team.

The remaining two unlucky guys are Gu Xing and Ding Ran.

The two of them ranked outside the top 100, and only won the silver medal. They both signed a first-line contract with Fudan Digital Academy. There is a high probability that they will be classmates or even roommates this fall.

This result is mediocre in the innovation class, not outstanding.

Fortunately, although Fudan is not a particularly top school, it is not bad.

Therefore, the two of them are very relaxed now, even if it is a small week in the third year of high school, they dare to go to the Internet cafe to play games on weekends.

"I'm envious..." The boy adjusted his glasses. He hadn't played games for a year in order to prepare for the college entrance examination. He shook his head to clear his mind of distracting thoughts, and went to brush up on English reading comprehension.

Gu Xing also took advantage of the last time before the self-study started to chat with his deskmate in a low voice, "I told you, don't call me bro!"

His nickname only appeared in the freshman year of high school.

It's all Dai Wangshu's fault.

A text of "Rain Lane", in addition to depicting a lilac-like girl, also combined the word "彳走" with Gu Xing.

"Brother Yuyun" was first called by Gu Pan, who made it clear that he was deliberately trying to spoof him. In the end, it spread inexplicably. Not only the people in his class made fun of him, but also the classmates in the neighboring class knew his nickname.

"Sure, Brother Xing," Ding Ran asked with a shy face, "I heard from people in the Internet cafe that you are the factory director today?"

He arrived at the Happy Hour Internet Cafe a bit late today, and Ding Ran didn't go until after Gu walked.

When I entered the door, I heard a young network manager chatting with the owner of the Internet cafe, saying that a young boy with a backpack on his back was actually the king of Dianyi. Not to mention clearlove, he even completed a solo kill and grabbed a big dragon.

The Happy Hour Internet Cafe is not very famous in Zhenhai, and usually not many high-scoring players go there. Ding Ran can guess that it is his friend Gu Xing by comparing his age, division and the characteristics of his schoolbag.

"That's right," Gu Xing was very proud, "I said at the beginning that I was his fan, said hello to the factory manager, and then single-handedly killed him."

"Let me tell you, that wave of operation card vision is simply the essence..."

He described it vividly with his deskmate.

Ding Ran has a good foundation in flattery, he brags a few words about Gu Xing, first flatters him happily, then suddenly changes the subject.

"Brother Xing, can you help me pass the gold promotion competition? I'll give you a skin."

Ding Ran was dragged into the League of Legends pit by Gu Xing. It turned out that he liked to play the dream of gunfighting with 300 million mice, and bought a fire unicorn as a RMB player.

Later, I felt that chug chug was boring, and many people in the class started to play LOL, so I switched to game projects.

At first, Ding Ran thought that he and Gu Xing were in the same class and at the same table, and they even had similar rankings in the competition. It is estimated that the talent in the alliance is also very close, so it would be easy to become a master of Dianyi.

But it turns out that one cannot generalize from person to person.

He comes from a good family, has a lot of pocket money, and has both gold coin cards and experience cards. He quickly rushed to level 30 and unlocked all heroes. Qualifying...

The final qualifying match was 2 wins and 8 losses, and fell directly to the bronze one.

Ding Ran was stunned. No one in the class was ranked lower than him, which forced him to put all his energy into the academic competition back then.

Find a reliable teacher first.

He invited Gu Xing with the 100 yuan Internet fee from the happy hour Internet cafe, and asked the other party to help him get a silver three.

At that time, it was the beginning of the winter vacation, and Ding Ran sat on the sidelines and watched the whole process.

He felt that Gu Xing and himself were not playing a game at all.

Heroes like the blind monk and the spider killed 20 or 30 people in a row, making the opponent complain endlessly, and killing all kinds of residual blood is like walking in a garden.

The only way for the opponent to stop him from continuing to get kills is to surrender.

Ding Ran faced up to the gap between himself and his friends, settled down and stumbled all the way, and finally climbed to the half-step gold realm.

But Gu Xing was already talking and laughing with Clearlove.

"It depends." Gu Xing did not agree on the spot, but gave an ambiguous answer.

At this time, the bell rang, the head teacher walked into the room, and the classroom fell silent.

"Collect the homework for each class first..." He was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a capable and vigorous demeanor.

"After the little chapel is over, take care of everyone," the head teacher said in a calm and forceful voice, "The final results of all the competitions are out, just discuss a few words to pass the mouth."

"We are not a competitive school like Hang Er and Xuejun in the provincial capital. The town relies on the college entrance examination. People enter the training team. No matter what their grades are, Tsinghua University and Peking University will pick them randomly. Before discussing others, think about yourself and the whole world. It will be up to other candidates in the province to compete whether they can be admitted to these two schools."

There was no sound in the classroom.

Qingbei allocates only a small number of college entrance examination quotas to the province every year, which is not enough.

If someone can climb up, someone must be left behind.

After entering this class, not many people are willing to be left behind.

After being told by the class teacher, a group of top students immediately devoted themselves to the books to consolidate and improve the knowledge points of each class.