This morning news came from the High School Affiliated to Xia University that Ji Qingwei may hit 700 points.

If I can reach 700 points in the seven-school joint examination, I will definitely be in the top 50 in next year's international joint examination.

A student who can enter the top 50 will be vigorously cultivated by any school.

Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, which specializes in liberal arts and science, has not seen such a perverted genius for a long time.

The director of admissions was a little sad.

Fortunately, he and the principal personally took the papers to Sijiu City and successfully recruited Si Fuqing to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School.

Even if he can't compare with the genius Ji Qingwei, then Beizhou No. 1 Middle School.

Si Fuqing collected the admission ticket and raised his head: "Why don't you dare to think about number one?"

"You don't know. In the first half of the year, a genius appeared in Sijiu City." The director of the admissions department lowered his voice, "She broke the score record of the seven-school joint entrance examination. She scored 680 points only in ten years."

Si Fuqing was thoughtful: "680?"

"Don't underestimate the 680. The 680 in the seven-school joint entrance examination is more difficult than the 750 in the college entrance examination." The director of the admissions department shook his head, "This is a real genius."

Si Fuqing nodded: "I wonder, Director, what genius do you think of?"

"The second young lady of the Ji family, Ji Qingwei." The director of the admissions department sighed, "Oh, there is someone who is born to be a winner in life. Her family background and her abilities are far beyond those of her peers. We ordinary people shouldn't compete."

He originally thought that after saying these words, Si Fuqing would accept his fate.

But unexpectedly, she became more calm and laughed lightly: "Then I want to think about this first."

The director of the admissions department was stunned: "Classmate Si?"

"Relying on his own ability, of course he is a genius." Si Fuqing nodded, "I also really want to try to see if this genius is as powerful as you said, director."

The director of the admissions department did not expect that he would arouse Si Fuqing's fighting spirit. Of course he would not dampen her: "Okay! Come on for the Chinese and math exams tomorrow!"

Although he said this, he didn't have much hope in his heart.

Ji Qingwei was only admitted to the High School Affiliated to Xia University because of health problems.

In the last term, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School was beaten by Xia University Affiliated High School.

This year, the High School Affiliated to Xia University has Ji Qingwei again. The enrollment rate of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School next year is not expected to be very good.

The director of the admissions department sighed again and sent Si Fuqing out.

**

Over here, Sijiucheng.

Ji Xingzhi put on the clothes he used to show off and put on a beard, and pushed a bicycle full of various knives to Ji's house.

The Ji family's geographical location is very remote, far away from other wealthy families.

Ji Xingzhi cleared his throat and was about to shout something when someone stopped in front of him.

Ji Qingyao saw the knife hanging on his bicycle, and his expression paused: "Are you a knife dealer?"

She grew up in the Thousand Army Alliance, and her vision is naturally not comparable to that of other ordinary young ladies from wealthy families in Forty-Nine City.

People who borrow knives on credit can also be regarded as people from the world of Yin Yang and Five Elements.

They sell knives for free and leave behind a mysterious prophecy.

When the prophecy comes true, they will appear again and demand the cost of selling the knives that year.

The profession of knife lender was very popular in the last century, and many farmers would ask for a knife in exchange for their crops.

But after entering a modern society with rapid technological development, there are almost no people who lend money to customers.

Only the crooks and liars are left.

Ji Qingyao took a knife: "I will buy you a knife, you can say it."

"Your fate is not good, you will die young." Ji Xingzhi looked her up and down, and slowly said, "Everyone has luck, big or small, but your luck is not yours."

Although it's not a lot, it covers your own luck."

"But it's not your own luck that has given you a lot of help. You practice martial arts, right? Do you sometimes make moves that you don't know how to do? Do you have a sudden burst of power? But afterwards, you don't know where this power comes from.

Where did it happen?"

"..."

Ji Qingyao fell silent and clenched the knife in his hand.

The blade penetrated into her palm, and blood flowed down drop by drop.

Ji Xingzhi was shocked: "Even if you can't accept it, don't hurt yourself. I don't know how to treat illnesses."

"Small injury." Ji Qingyao said calmly, then slowly raised his head, "Then is there any way for me to return this luck?"

Ji Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became sharp: "You want to give it back? You have to think clearly. This borrowed luck also nourishes your body. Once it is returned, your strength will be useless, and even

There may be severe backlash and hemiplegia.”

"You also said it was borrowed." Ji Qingyao was quite calm, "If it's not your own, how can I use it with peace of mind?"

Ji Xingzhi really didn't expect this answer.

He was silent for a while, pushed the car and left.

Ji Qingyao really didn't doubt Ji Xingzhi's words.

She has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Although she has learned the traditional martial arts secrets of the Great Xia Dynasty, she sometimes always feels that something is not normal.

For example, in this year's Thousand Army Alliance assessment, she faced a seventh-level warrior.

This seventh-level warrior was so powerful that she was no match for him.

But at the critical moment, she suddenly used a new move, knocking her opponent down, and she successfully reached level seven.

Afterwards, she watched the battle video and found that she had never learned these moves.

It turns out that there is such a thing as luck.

Who lent her luck?

Whose luck did she borrow from?

Ji Qingyao frowned and prepared to go to Guanghua Temple.

In the Buddhist Holy Land, she might be able to find the answer.

On the other side, Ji Xingzhi has taken off his disguise.

"Brother, it's amazing!" Ji Xingzhi made sure there was no one around and called Si Fuqing, "Following your instructions, I went to the Ji family to pretend to be a magic stick, and met the eldest lady of the Ji family."

"Not only did she believe what I said, she also asked me how to return the luck to you. I guess she didn't know, but the rest of the Ji family didn't know."

Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes: "I can't rule out that it's a trap."

"I think so too, but she is quite sincere." Ji Xingzhi scratched his hair, "I can't see that Ji Qingwei. The Ji family should have invited a senior monk from Guanghua Temple to set up a door god outside her house. My

The shikigami can't get in."

"Well, I know." Si Fuqing, "We will meet sooner or later. If she wants to take the initiative to return my luck, what can she do?"

"Because it's been too long. Even if she wants to pay it back, it's not something she can decide. It's definitely not easy." Ji Xingzhi frowned, "I'll ask my old man and I'll get back to you when I have news."

**

The next day, the first seven-school joint examination of this school year officially began.

Si Fuqing stayed at home the night before.

Ye Zhenmian knew that the two of them were going to take exams, so he specially prepared a nutritious meal.

"Qingqing, Yi'an, I'll give you a good refreshment these two days." Ye Zhenmian came over with breakfast, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Su Hao can pass as many tests as you can."

"Thank you, Auntie." Si Fuqing's eyes narrowed, "I want to eat sweet and sour meatballs for lunch."

"Okay." Ye Zhenmian smiled, "Auntie will cook whatever you want to eat."

Nian Yi'an sighed: "Sister Qingqing, the morning was fine. Even if I don't know Chinese, I can still make up. In the afternoon, I will take the math test and I guess I will be one of the people who got into the ambulance."

"Don't worry." Si Fuqing patted him on the shoulder, "You hold on in the examination room until I finish writing and then you faint. Then I can come out and save you. Let's save some money."

Nian Yi'an: "...?"

It doesn't have to be this way.

The two siblings had dinner and walked to school.

The students from Beizhou No. 1 Middle School who participated in the seven-school joint examination this time were among the top 500 in their grade.

Si Fuqing's examination room was in the last one. She was still fully clothed and had her scarf on.

However, photos must be verified before the exam to prevent anyone from taking the exam by mistake.

Some students saw her face and immediately froze in their seats, confused.

The bell rang and the exam officially began.

Only then did a few students come back to their senses and start asking questions.
To be continued...