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Post-’80s Cultivation Journal

By Diao Yu 1 Ge

Chapter 492 The students who dragged their legs

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Originally, Fucha Haoyue was preparing to let Zhang Shuhua go to the first day, but Zhang Huahua insisted on the third day. Therefore, he had to complete almost the entire junior high school content in fifty days.

"If you can't get into high school, you can only re-read for another year. I can't get you into high school. Technical school, we still don't go." Fucha 拿月拿张叫花 no way, this child is too The Lord saw that, once I decided on the matter, the nine-headed cow could not be turned.

"Do not worry, isn't it a high school? Anyway, your people in Beijing are not very good at reading. The scores of the college entrance examination score are more than 100 points lower than ours." Zhang Shuhua did not care.

Fucha’s moon is half-dead, isn’t this serious contempt for the Jingcheng people? Quickly licking the ears of Zhang Huahua, "The scores are low, but the high scores are quite a lot. The sister was much higher than the score line that year."

Zhang called Hua Yan’s ear, “My mother said that the man’s ear should not let the woman smash, or else it would be bad luck.”

"Hey, look at your superstition." Fucha stunned his eyes and gave him a look.

"Zeng Lei brother will be happy to give you your ears." Zhang called flowers and laughed.

Fucha immediately raised his fist, "Smelly boy, see you dare to talk!"

"Sister, I have been in high school for fifty days. You can't fight. Otherwise, I can't really blame you if I can't test it." Zhang Shuhua talked with Fucha Haoyue while reading a book. influences. The people who cultivate the immortals still have a lot of welfare. At least this ability to use two things is not easy for ordinary people to have.

Fucha said this when he heard this, and said quickly, "Isn't you blaming yourself? Do your best. Just do these things quickly. You should use a month to fix the foundation and then do a comprehensive topic. I am doing this. I will come here to give you a tutor every day after work. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

"Sister, you are so tired when you go to work, you don't care about me. This content is still hard to beat me. You look at it, I will do this in junior high school. I will get it in minutes." Zhang Huahua is not modest.

"Blow the cowhide. If you can't catch up with the progress in a month, see how I can clean you up." Fucha Haoyue is the only child, so I finally recognized Zhang, the younger brother of this flower. Naturally, it looks very heavy. This is the strength of my sister. The foot. Especially through her efforts, let Zhang call flowers "the prodigal son back", but she feels that the sense of accomplishment is very good. It is more fulfilling than a key project.

The foundation of Zhang Huahua itself is good. Although it has been abandoned for almost a year, his skills have not been lost. It is not too difficult to pick it up again. It’s just that there have been no contact with the content for more than two years, and some courses have not been learned at all. It is necessary to make up all of this content in one month.

Still very difficult.

On the desk of Zhang Huahua, all the textbooks of junior high school for three years were filled, and Zhang Zhanghuai went to the back of the local area and only heard the pages of the book slamming.

"Look carefully, don't look at the ten lines, it's useless." Looking at Zhang Shuhua's turn so fast, Fucha's moon could not help but frown.

"I understand." Zhang called flowers do not care."Bad boy, you still fool me. I just want to see, you are optimistic about it." Fucha Haoyue grabbed the textbook from Zhang Huahua, turned to the place where Zhang Huan had just looked over, pointing to the homework after class, " This topic, you do it, if you make it, even if you are really optimistic."

Zhang Shuhua did not look at it, he said, "I have done this topic, the answer is 254."

"You write the steps out, otherwise I can only give you a point for a very topic." Fucha Haoyue worried that Zhang Huahua is Yimeng.

“Is this not too late?” Zhang Shuhua quickly wrote all the steps. Very neat and well organized. I can see that Fucha is dumbfounded.

"Do you really understand?" Fucha Haoyue asked the letter suspiciously.

"Of course I understand." Zhang called and nodded.

Fucha Haoyue touched the head of Zhang Huahua. "I really didn't see it, my brother is a genius." This is to make Zhang Shuhua a little embarrassed.

Early in the morning, Wu Yuan was gotten up by Zeng Lei, and two people stood side by side on the plum pile. During the day, I rushed to the west, tired and half dead, but I didn’t know that Zeng Lei was standing on the plum pile with my face in tears. Both eyes were still closed and pretended to fall asleep.

"Fat, you don't want to lose weight anymore, you don't have a wife in this life." Zeng Lei looked at Wu Yuan's look and couldn't help but smile.

"Zeng Ge, you are not fat, why haven’t you gone back to your sister? You don’t dare to confess. I’m waiting for the flowers to grow up, so there’s nothing wrong with you.” Wu Yuan said in the opening. Thunder's pain.

"Dead fat, you dare to talk, be careful, I am jealous of you!" Zeng Lei took a look at Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan shrunk his head. "I didn't say anything wrong. You said that you liked the moon sister in your heart? You don't like you in the moon? You both know each other's minds, but no one is willing to pick them up. It’s all twenty people. I’m all in a hurry for you. Look at it, wait for me to reduce the two hundred kilograms of meat, and keep the target first.

"You have to reduce it first." Zeng Lei said with no anger.

Zhang Huahua walked out of the room with his bag and took a look at the two men and walked outside the door.

"Call flowers and carry up the schoolbag, how do I look at him, and it is not like a student." Wu Yuan said, looking at Zhang Huahua's back.

"What is that like?" Zeng Lei also glanced at it, and felt that it was a weird thing to look at Zhang Shuhua’s backpack.

"Like a fortune-telling." The fat man smirked.

At this time, a large bowl of mud from the table tennis fell from the sky, directly on the head of the fat man, and then bounced and fell to the ground.

"Oh." Wu Yuan licked his head, but fortunately this is a mud group instead of a stone, or Wu Yuan's brain shell will bloom.

"Let's do it! Hey! I can't say anything!" Zeng Lei said with sorrow and sorrow, and he stunned his head.

"You two should deserve it. I can warn you. I am so hard to convince the flowers to go to school. If you let the flowers get tired of learning, see how I can clean up both of you." Fucha Haoyue smashed from the yard. A bamboo stick hit a few times on Wu Yuan and Zeng Lei, but it didn't take much effort.Zhang Huanhua came to this new class because it was late and was arranged in the last row.

Zhang called to spend too much time to pay attention to the classmates in class, these are destined to be short-term classmates, and did not care about this new Zhang Huahua. Even the most naughty student in the class will still work hard at this last minute.

Zhang Shuhua’s book in the bag is a textbook for the first day and the second day. He still needs to make up the previous content.

Sitting next to Zhang Shuhua, Jiang Yuyang looked at Zhang Shuhua’s book and took out the first two books. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes. “My brother, you won’t, it’s all this time, you just started to read the first day’s book. Ah? I am still looking at the book of the third day."

"The foundation is not good, first hit the foundation." Zhang Huahua smiled at Jiang Yuyang.

"You are finished, see no? It is only fifty days from the senior high school entrance examination. You are too late." Jiang Yuyang pointed to the countdown behind the classroom.

The countdown is like a whip hanging over a student's head, always urging the students to desperately make up the last fire.

Zhang Shuhua glanced at it and still flipped through his book. Although he was talking to Jiang Yuyang, he kept turning pages.

Jiang Yuyang thought that Zhang Shuhua was holding a book and thought that Zhang Huahua should have been the one that broke the can, so he ignored the call and picked up his own reference materials.

In the last one or two months before the test, various simulated test questions and tests were conducted at intervals of three to five. Teachers of various subjects took turns to beat dozens of young hearts.

The physics teacher Su Zhenming walked in with a large stack of test papers. "Today's mock exam."

Then I can't say that I have issued the test paper.

Physics is a course that began to be taught in the second year. Zhang Huan has not had time to start watching it. When he got the papers, Zhang Huanhua found that there were very few places to fill in. After filling out the contents, Zhang Huahua put the test paper aside. Continue to review at your own pace.

Su Zhenming came over and saw Zhang Huanhua pick up a second mathematics look, and his face changed.

"What are you doing? Are all the questions completed?" Su Zhenming reached out and picked up the papers of Zhang Huahua. He immediately became angry and shouted, "I thought I had reached the last minute. Every student should try his best and pay attention to review." But I didn't think there was such a student. I didn't take my future seriously. It was irresponsible to myself and also irresponsible to the class. You told me that if it is a high school entrance examination, you How many points can you score in a test paper? You are going to lower the average score of our class by two points. UU reading www.uukanshu.com ”

"Teacher, you are in a hurry. I haven't reviewed physics yet. After two days, I have reviewed physics. These questions should not be able to stop me." Zhang Shuhua said calmly.

Someone in the class couldn't help but laugh and laugh."Who do you think you are? Do you think that you are a child prodigy? Can you learn a course in a few days? If you are a child prodigy, why is this time, and still paying a blank? I really don't know what Dong teacher thinks. At this time, he also received such a transfer student." Su Zhenming is very angry, because he is sure that Zhang Huahua will lower the average score of the class in the middle school.

"Teacher, you can rest assured. If we last simulated the exam, I can't get to the top of the class. I won't take the exam." Zhang Huahua is still very calm, and his eyes are not removed from the book.

"You better remember what you said today!" Su Zhenming said angrily. He naturally does not believe that Zhang Huahua can raise his grades to the top of the class in such a short period of time.

Jiang Yuyang whispered to Zhang Shuhua, "Brother, you can be a real cow, and you can make Su teacher like this. But you have a big cow. Su teacher will definitely not let you go."

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