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Chapter 23 The Conspiracy of the Despicable

() When I opened my eyes again, the sky was still dark and my head still hurt badly. I didn’t expect that this cow drink was so powerful.

Edith was lying next to me and fast asleep. I don't know what method she used to maintain perfect zero contact with me on such a small bed. The girl's long eyelashes were constantly trembling, and the ups and downs of her chest showed the owner. Full of energy, she was still wearing the loose pajamas. I had to turn my head away to avoid seeing too many things that I shouldn't have seen and causing my nose to bleed to death.

But unfortunately, there is no stunning scene in the third-rate TV series.

I got out of bed lightly, put on my clothes and ran out. I felt like a thief who had just molested a well-off woman. Fortunately, it was still early, and the dormitory corridor was silent. No one came out. I thought to myself, God bless me. , while walking towards the stairs.

However, my good luck points were probably overdrawn. I heard a "squeak" sound that made people's hair stand on end, and a head with messy brown hair poked out from the door frame and happened to meet me face to face. , for a moment I even had the illusion that it was Bronya, but unfortunately, under the hair was a beautiful but very unfamiliar face.

Then I saw her sleepy eyes open with a "snap", and then opened at an astonishing speed like described in a horror novel... something was not good!

"Shh, please, don't talk."

I quickly lowered my voice and begged. The girl was stunned for a moment and nodded obediently.

"I'm just here to make some soy sauce. It's okay. Just treat it as a dream."

After I finished speaking nonsense, I raised my legs and ran away, but the bear girl seemed to have remembered something and called me in a low voice.

"Are you a member of the Eastern Teaching Group?"

"Well, that's right, what's wrong?"

"It seems that the time for your final exam is coming soon. It would be better for you to get to the exam room as early as possible."

It was as if someone had punched me hard, and all my sleepiness was knocked out of me. My expression at that time must have been very exciting.

"Hey, the exam isn't tomorrow...wait, what's today's date?"

She looked at me inexplicably, but the girl still answered honestly:

"Monday the 19th."

What a shame, I slept all day long!

"The great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten. See you soon!"

As soon as I handed over my hand, I didn't have time to say anything to her. I jumped off the third floor amidst the girl's uncontrollable screams and rolled on the spot. I didn't care about the pain in my feet and rushed out. Dormitory building door.

I had no idea where the examination room was. What was even more depressing was that the PCP was left in the dormitory and was not brought out. It was too late to get it, so I had to hope that I could get someone to ask.

But the unlucky thing about people is that sometimes certain things are usually everywhere, but when you really need them, they are not available at all. This was the situation I faced at the time. I rushed from the girls’ dormitory area to the gate. Not to mention the fierce aunts, there was not even a dog in sight.

By chance, I happened to see the macho man and Bronya holding each other's arms on the road and whispering something. I quickly shouted to attract their attention. The two people turned their heads, and their faces instantly showed dullness. , with an expression of surprise and embarrassment, obviously he didn’t expect me to appear from here.

I didn't have time to think about the meaning of their expressions, so I directly asked the macho man where the examination room was.

"I'll go, I thought you knew, I was asking for the address just now."

The macho man shouted exaggeratedly.

"Your sister, you were so stupid in your sleep that you didn't even know this."

I cursed angrily.

"Cao, why don't you tell me what kind of character you are? I just woke up. Who knows...wait a minute, have you slept all day?"

I nodded stiffly, and the two of us were immediately speechless.

In the end, Bronya opened the PCP in time and found someone to ask for the address of the examination room. The two of us immediately ran over the walls and over the walls, and arrived at the examination room one minute before our qualifications were revoked. We nervously found our seats and took out our wallets.

The student swiped the card on the card slot and let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the LCD monitor embedded on the desktop automatically activated and displayed his personal information.

Although it lags behind the alliance, the treaty still tries its best to achieve full touch input. Just swipe and the processor can automatically recognize the information, which is much easier than sweating handwriting.

Other than that, the internal structure of the examination room is no different from that of the usual classrooms, and there is only one examiner sitting at the top of this large classroom, seeming to be listlessly invigilating the examination, which can very arouse people's desire to cheat. But if you pay attention

After a quick look, you will find that the surveillance probes and radio wave sensors densely packed in the examination room can catch anyone who dares to do anything in the first place.

However, since college, I have been a practical person who entered the examination room empty-handed, so these problems do not bother me much.

But that day I felt something was wrong. My brain was like a rusty gear. It was working harder and harder. Even the most primitive addition, subtraction, multiplication and division took me a long time to think about. In the end, I even kept making "clicking" sounds and disconnected.

By the time I finally restarted, it had taken at least five minutes of precious time.

I gave myself two big slaps to wake myself up, took a deep breath and managed to brace myself to start answering the questions.

Current guidance, liquid pressure, stroke reset... Familiar question types passed through my sight one by one, but the lack of thinking was like a cunning eel, poking its head out of the muddy sea of ​​thinking from time to time. Before I reached out to catch it,

It "squeaked" and retracted into its nest, almost making people crazy.

The buzzing sound of the air conditioner is annoying.

The clattering sound of candidates answering questions is also annoying.

Very annoying, so annoying that I want to find a gun to kill everyone and then shoot myself.

In the end, I answered the questions almost entirely based on my own feelings. My brain was stiff and I was scribbling numbers and patterns on it. When I got to the last question, the cold voice of the examiner Mao Xiong suddenly came from above.

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"There are still five minutes to hand in the paper."

I'll fuck you, why are you so fast?

I stared at the last cute line drawing question, completely at a loss. It was a difficult question that would take me twenty or thirty minutes to solve even in my most sober state, and the accuracy was not guaranteed. Now this is like shit.

What should I do due to my condition and only enough time to urinate?

"Okay, time's up."

It wasn't until the twenty-point question with only a few strokes disappeared in front of my eyes in a few tenths of a second, and the characters asking candidates to leave appeared on the screen, that I realized the meaning of this sentence. At that time, it was like being beaten.

One hundred thousand volts of electrotherapy, I slumped in the seat and couldn't move, and a huge terrifying thought filled my mind - now the game was really over.

Everyone stood up and left their seats one after another. I felt that it must be due to my own dark psychology. Everyone's faces looked like a group of zombies that had just been summoned, dark and hard.

"Dad Chen, wait a moment."

The top student called me by my nickname behind my back. I didn't want to pay attention at first, but suddenly I thought that this guy has never been the proactive one. We usually go to him for consultation. Now the process is reversed, which is unusual. So I had to force myself.

Pull yourself together and turn around to answer.

"How is your mental state?"

"It sucks. I'm so dizzy that I can hardly read the questions..."

"I feel good."

When I heard this, I almost lost my temper and twisted my nose. If the top student's expression of extreme seriousness hadn't shocked me, I would have wanted to beat him.

"Because I went back without having a few drinks the night before."

"Congratulations, you don't have to suffer the hangover anymore."

I said something indifferently and picked up my backpack as if to get away from this guy who kept showing off his superiority.

"Hangover?" The top student's serious eyes seemed to have never changed in a hundred years, with the light of a sharp weapon. "You mean a hangover that makes you sleep for at least a day no matter how much you drink? I still can't concentrate until now.

A hangover from fatigue? Or a hangover that has started to show symptoms of dehydration?”

Like a thunderbolt, I felt like I was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Wait, you mean..."

"You... no, it should be said that you were all drugged at the cocktail party the night before yesterday."

I almost jumped.

"Motive?"

The academic master's reasoning was impeccable, and coupled with the careful inference of the timeline, I immediately accepted this fact. However, in the past three months, we have shared the joys and sorrows, sweated, shed blood, and been on the battlefield and drank wine together.

We rolled under the boar's nose and had such a deep affection for each other that I really can't imagine anyone doing such a vile thing.

That is simply more terrifying and cruel than being sent back to the country, or even going crazy like Dumb.

Ever since I was sensible, I have always had a shortcoming that I cannot change, and that is that my true expression is always shown on my face, so top students can tell what I am thinking at a glance.

"You should have imagined that when Minister Chen called us that day, he added a sentence at the end... Oh, I'm sorry, that... you weren't listening that day."

"The original words are, 'As long as you complete your studies, you will be the core and first-generation leaders of the Republic's mecha forces.' That's it. What do you think this means?"

I know it, of course it is very clear, so clear that even I feel disgusted.

"From now on, we will at least be able to sit in a large auditorium or a high-end conference room for meetings."

When I said this through gritted teeth, I felt like I was standing in front of the exhaust pipe and swallowing a lot of car exhaust, which was stuffy and nauseating.

"Hey, so to speak, buddy, you came early and left early that night, and your whereabouts were strange, so you are quite suspicious."

I don't know if it was a joke or a serious joke. According to logical reasoning, this is a blind corner of thinking. I have been listening to the inferences of the top student from the beginning to the end, and it is easy to exclude him as a suspect.

But...

The top student stretched out his index finger and pushed up his glasses, revealing a domineering expression under the lenses.

"That's nonsense. Even if my IQ is reduced by half, I can defeat all of you scumbags."

As expected of being number one in the entire department that year, his aura is just different.

"Please, why are you talking to me about this? I am also one of the suspects."

"You're wrong," the top student looked at me seriously, his eyes hidden under the lenses flashing with a strange light, "Even if everyone in the world might do something evil to us, you, Chen Xiang, would not do it.

"

To be honest, I can still recall the surge in my heart at that time. Perhaps there is nothing more touching in the world than being completely trusted by someone.

But no matter what, from that day on, cracks appeared in the teaching group.

In some people's minds, the shining general rank defeats the friendship that doesn't seem to be very valuable or fresh, making our eyes look at our comrades with a hint of blood.
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