Compared to art students, who are more relaxed, ordinary high school students have to go back to the classroom for evening self-study after the swearing-in ceremony.

When going up the stairs, Chen Zhu accidentally caught a glimpse of his junior high school classmate Wang Changhua. Thinking of his confident expression when he answered the answer, he couldn't help but pull him and asked: "Changhua, how is your physics?"

Wang Changhua turned around and found that it was Chen Zhu, an old classmate, and immediately said carelessly: "It's okay, but a little careless. If I were more careful, I would have scored 30 or 40 points more in physics, and I would have gotten 130 in physics."

Chen Zhu nodded. This was a very clever response. Next time someone asks me how much my salary is, I will say that if there are 100 days in a month, then I can earn over 10,000 a month.

"What about math?"

Chen Zhu asked as he walked.

"Let's not talk about mathematics. The marking teacher is not fair!"

Wang Changhua seemed a little angry: "The correct answer to the penultimate question is 0.5. Some people wrote that half is correct. Why should I be wrong when I wrote sin30?"

Chen Zhu almost couldn't help laughing. Sin30=0.5 is correct, but when you wrote this, were you waiting for the teacher to help you calculate it?

"Wang Changhua, are you bragging again?"

Some classmates who knew Wang Changhua's character smiled and revealed the truth: "You have left blanks for the last few math questions. Why are you pretending to do so?"

After beating Wang Changhua, the strange classmate nodded friendly to Chen Zhu.

Through this detail, Chen Zhu suddenly felt that his "status" in the school was improving.

Just like everyone knows that the highest peak in the world is Mount Everest, and probably everyone knows that the second highest peak is K2, and even ranking from third to tenth is not unfamiliar.

But how many people know about the eleventh to twentieth peaks?

Previously, Chen Zhu was ranked around 20 in his grade. This result is definitely good, but compared with "going on stage to share learning experience and being widely understood by teachers and students in the school", it is really a little transparent.

Wang Changhua's psychological quality is very good. When he was exposed, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. Instead, he patted Chen Zhu on the shoulder and invited him warmly:

"Chen Chen, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I will go back to the classroom first. I will invite you to play video games in two days, so be sure to see you there."

After saying that, he quickly fled the scene.

This was a bit like the cliche of "Let's eat together next time". Chen Zhu didn't pay attention to it. This kid seemed to be a bit funny and unreliable in junior high school.

However, the suggestion of "playing video games" suddenly made Chen Zhu feel a little moved.

After I graduated with a master's degree, I never touched a game console once. Even if I passed by an arcade, I subconsciously felt that my age or status was not suitable for entering such a place again.

Now that he is 17 years old again, Chen Zhu has some thoughts about getting addicted to handicrafts, and also plans to visit Guangdong City in 2007.

After returning to the classroom, Chen Zhu told Huang Baihan about this matter, and Huang Baihan immediately raised his hands in agreement: "I have long wanted to relax. Let's go have fun next Sunday during the holiday."

"OK!"

Chen Zhu nodded: "But you have to wait for me. My parents are going to take me out to eat at noon that day. After dinner, we will find a place to gather."

"No problem! Then where to go?"

Huang Baihan habitually chewed his fingernails: "Shangxiajiu? Capital Road? Or Tianhe City?"

"We'll see when the time comes. There's bound to be an arcade in any commercial street."

Chen Zhu hasn't thought about it yet.

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In the next week, the entire third grade of high school fell into a cycle of "students doing test papers - teachers correcting test papers - class lectures on test papers."

Because the teacher doesn't have much knowledge to talk about at this time, students can only consolidate their skills and keep their thinking active by doing papers.

However, the piles of test papers, countless used refills, and the smell of refreshing essential oils in the classroom are also part of the memory of senior high school?

For Chen Zhu, there is no room for improvement in his mathematics, physics, chemistry and Chinese. After the last time, the English teacher often gave him some advice.

However, because the foundation is too poor, the effect will not be significantly improved.

This kind of life is both boring and fulfilling. Fortunately, Li Jianming comes to perform in front of the class every day, so Chen Zhu can relax his mind.

So on Sunday, after school at noon, Chen Zhu took the bus directly to the dining area, opened the box and sat five people inside.

On the left are his parents, and on the right are a family of three, Deputy Director Zhao of the police station who had a bad relationship with Lao Chen that night.

Deputy Director Zhao's name is Zhao Donghua. He is in his 40s this year, but because he often stays up late on duty, he looks older than Chen. His wife is a female shopkeeper who sells clothes at a stall.

The couple are both short and chubby, so their daughter Zhao Yuanyuan also has this body type.

Zhao Yuanyuan is a senior in high school at the Provincial Experimental Middle School. Her father always thought that his daughter had better grades, but he did not expect that she would lose to Chen Zhu in the provincial unified examination this time.

Seeing Chen Zhu enter the door, Zhao Donghua immediately said loudly: "Chen Zhu, I heard that you got 654 in the mock test, which is more than ten points higher than Yuanyuan. Dad is awesome in front of me!"

Zhao Yuanyuan was concentrating on showing off the cream cake, but when she looked up, she saw Chen Chen's neat and sunny appearance.

Zhao Yuanyuan was stunned for a while, and suddenly said happily: "Brother Chen Zhu~, you are much more handsome than before!"

The corner of Chen Zhu's mouth twitched. If you just look at the figure, Zhao Yuanyuan is a chubby girl, but her voice sounds like a cooing sweet girl. I don't know if this is a cute contrast.

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Lu."

As before, Chen Zhu politely greeted Zhao Donghua and his wife, then nodded politely to Zhao Yuanyuan, and then sat quietly next to his mother Mao Xiaoqin.

Mao Xiaoqin looked at her only son, with overflowing kindness and satisfaction on her face: "How about it, will there be a traffic jam if you come here at noon?"

"good."

Chen Zhu took a sip of the hot tea handed over by his mother and whispered: "Mom, I'll take a few bites and then leave. I made an appointment with Huang Baihan to play video games and relax."

Mao Xiaoqin was very familiar with Huang Baihan and knew that he was an honest child and was not worried that playing games would affect their grades. He even asked proactively: "Do you have any money? Do you want some money?"

"It's really not enough, Mom, please give me another 100 yuan."

"Okay! But don't eat those fried foods that are heavy in oil and salt for dinner."

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This kind of family dinner between friends is very casual. Zhao Donghua and Chen Peisong talked about work matters while eating.

Mao Xiaoqin also struck up a conversation with Zhao Yuanyuan's mother, Lu Chunlan. The two middle-aged women talked about their children, and they happened to be in their third year of high school, so they talked endlessly anyway.

Chen Zhu ate in silence. He used to give people the impression of being introverted and taciturn, but now he is happy to continue being a little transparent.

Zhao Yuanyuan talked a lot. One moment she said that XXX was in love at school, and the next moment she said that XXX was isolated in the class. Occasionally when picking up food, she would secretly look at Chen Zhu.

Seeing such a harmonious scene, Zhao Donghua couldn't help but sigh:

"Old Chen, we have known each other for many years. The two little guys have met since junior high school. Not to mention it is really interesting. Your family Chen is stable, and my daughter is cheerful. They really feel like childhood sweethearts, hahaha

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"Hey, brother, please don't do it!"

Chen Zhu thought to himself that other people's childhood sweethearts were all fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged. Why would I be the fat girl with a cute lolita sound? I wouldn't fall in love with her vocal cords.

Chen Zhu was about to say something, but he didn't expect Mao Xiaoqin to be more anxious than him, and immediately interrupted: "Old Zhao! What are you talking about? Chen Zhu and Yuanyuan both have to take the college entrance examination!"

Chen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, she had to be her biological mother, and she probably didn't want to face a daughter-in-law like Fatty Yuan.

However, Chen Zhu felt that it was no longer suitable to stay here, otherwise the joke would get bigger and bigger, so he ate a few mouthfuls and got up to leave. Mao Xiaoqin also helped explain the reason.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanyuan also stood up: "Brother Chen Zhu, can I follow you to play video games?"

Just when Chen Zhu was trying to find a reason to refuse, her mother Lu Chunlan smiled and said, "Go ahead, go ahead, you don't like to hear us adults talking about things."

Chen Zhu:……

After leaving the hotel room, Chen Zhu went downstairs and found a public phone to call Huang Baihan. He made up his mind that he didn't want to play with his fat sister alone.

"Wait until I finish this set of physics papers."

Huang Baihan said delayingly.

"Whatever you want."

Chen Zhu sneered: "But the 170 innocent female high school student next to me may not be able to wait."

"Um?"

Huang Baihan's side suddenly became quiet, and then he found an excuse for himself: "There are still two questions left, so let's do them in the evening self-study. Anyway, there is no rush at this hour and a half."

Only 20 minutes later, Huang Baihan appeared in front of Chen Zhu out of breath. This bitch actually changed into a new school uniform.

He directly ignored Zhao Yuanyuan, covered his mouth and pretended to be serious as he approached Chen Zhu: "Why didn't you see 170 Pure Female High School?"

"That's her."

Chen Zuo nuzzled at Zhao Yuanyuan.

"Is this 170 innocent girl high school?"

Huang Baihan suddenly felt like he was being deceived, and his expression turned into that of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.gif.

"That's right."

Chen Zhu put his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "I didn't say 170 is the height."

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(For the transition chapter, I need to ask for votes. By the way, I would like to thank Orange and Sfak for their silver alliance.)
Chapter completed!