Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

11. Chapter 11 Wushusheng Han Dong

    In the classroom of the High School and the Seventh Class, there is still half an hour from the end of the evening self-study.

    Gu Yuanliang’s face was excited and whispered: “Han Dong, I just went to the bathroom, and I heard other classes’ students mention your name...You are really famous after this. It is estimated that Gao Yang will not dare to ask you again. ”

    Hey~

    Han Dong blinked his eyes and shook his head.

    For Gao Yang’s gangster, he really didn’t want to take care of it, and he was too lazy to provoke. However, if it is like the martial arts theory class, Gao Yang takes the initiative to get him on the head, it is another matter.

    Be honest...

    With reference to past high school experiences, Han Dong was extremely disgusted with these so-called gangsters. If you don't want to learn, you should be quiet, and the teachers will not be strict.

    But the problem is that these people have to prove their ability.

    For example, intimidation, schooling, shooting a video of begging for mercy...These bad events have occurred from time to time.

    But

    "Although I slammed his head twice, I had some strength and only caused a little bruise. Even if you get to the director of the age, it is not a serious fight. Moreover, Gao Yang pays the most attention to his face, and he is not likely to take the initiative to find a teacher. ”

    Han Dong has no pity in his heart, only indifference.

    Compassion, kindness, and generosity for some people are noble morality and the basic morality that must be upheld.

    For some people, the kindness is equal to pedantic, gentle, etc. If stupid!

    By the wayHan Dong frowned and looked at Gu Yuanliang: "I heard that the third test is under next week?"

    "En."

    Gu Yuanliang nodded and said: "This third test, with the other high school uniforms in Suhe City, is said to have ranked the overall high school students in Suhe City...The top three liberal arts students in the Suhe River have at least half of our school. ”

    "Li Ziwei, who is in the class, is estimated to be admitted to the top 100 in Suhe City."

    "To Han Dong...Have you turned into a martial arts student? What does Jiang Yan say? ”

    Gu Yuanliang is awkward.

    On the one hand, he is quite strange to Han Dong. On the other hand, he was also curious in his heart, trying to figure out how Han Dong suddenly became so fierce, like a real martial arts student.

    On the topic of martial arts students, Han Dong avoided talking and turned to sneer: "You don't have to worry about the next test, you are definitely not the last."

    Well?

    The next time you take the exam?

    Gu Yuanliang stunned his eyes and analyzed Han Dong’s foreword. He couldn’t help but swear: “Han Dong, are you going to give me an assist? No, no, my dad said, it doesn't matter if the exam is worse, interrupting my legs at most. If I dare to plagiarize, then I have to kill my life. ”

    "I will know later."

    Han Dong smiled incomprehensibly.

    the last one?

    This position definitely belongs to him Han Dong! No one can shake!

    Need to Know

    A person who has graduated from high school for more than four years, and then return to the high school era, can not remember the sea of ​​knowledge! If you let him return to the sea of ​​knowledge, there is only one possibility -

    Drown!

    In the crazy high school era, normal people can only experience once, and then want to re-engage the spirit of learning the ocean in the third year of high school, at least from the second year of re-starting in order to accept and withstand the high school of learning intensity.

    Moreover, his current focus in life is martial arts, not learning.

    "To participate in martial arts exercises tomorrow, I don't know how effective the work is...Pile work can aggravate the flow of blood and blood, and increase its strength. ”Han Dong silently said: "The piles taught in each high school are all different, so the average grade of martial arts students is also uneven."

    “Caoshi Experimental High School is definitely the highest grade of high school in Suhe City!”

    Han Dong secretly looked forward to it.

    The martial arts piles taught by their high school are definitely excellent. Maybe they can practice to the martial arts grade of more than three products.

    Oh.

    Oh.

    Han Dong sorted the table and suddenly saw a corner of the test paper at the bottom of the table...He curiously took it out and pondered it for a while before he realized that it was the political test paper of the last exam.

    "My test paper?"

    This test paper is full of dense black writings, which is obviously a very serious answer. Above the test paper, a red handwriting is written with a score of 79.

    For the discipline of politics, the results of the seventy-nine are already very good.

    “Is this my test paper?”

    Han Dong stared at his political papers, quite strange, and had no familiar feelings. He only felt these black writings...too ugly!

    And the black handwriting that filled the entire test paper also made Han Dong somewhat shocking.

    In Plain Sight

    This is the year when I tried to get close to the knowledge points, and I didn't bother to list all the possible answers.

    Anyway, if you answer more, you won't be deducted. Simply write more!

    This line of scribbled black writing is all points!

    For high school students...What is the score? It’s life!

    "I was hard enough in the same year. In order to get two or three points, I wrote the entire test paper and almost squeezed out of the answer box."

    Han Dong’s eyes are full of memory, holding up this political test paper, secretly screaming: “It’s a pity that I have changed the situation, now I’m reading this test paper...I don't understand what I wrote at the beginning! ”

    This time, Han Dong is also more clear about his own plans.

    It is impossible to participate in the college entrance examination normally.

    It is difficult for a normal person who is born again to the third year of high school to master the vast amount of knowledge in the college entrance examination in just over 90 days. Unless the wisdom of the high IQ genius, may be able to re-sprint the college entrance examination.

    For now, there is only one way.

    Practice martial arts and enter the university with martial arts grades! Moreover, practicing martial arts will help Han Dong find help...Therefore, his short-term focus is to practice martial arts.

    KA-CHING!

    Han Dong pulled out the cap of the black carbon pen and thought about it, gradually clarifying the current ideas and goals.

    Suddenly - squatting.

    The classroom door was pushed open, and a man with a slightly sullen cotton-padded face looked around the classroom, making some whispering classmates whisper, and fear in his heart.

    This is the third grade director, Jiang Yan!

    All the classmates have basically heard of Jiang Yan’s stern reputation, and his heart is awkward...Because the grade director Jiang Yan, it is very majestic, many students are very afraid of Jiang Yan.

……

    Teaching officer and counsellor Level 1 How did he come to our class? ”

    Li Ziwei, who is studying at her own school, has a slight glimpse of the beauty, and then she continues to think about math problems, and she does not distract from Jiang’s intentions.

……

    "Jiang Yan!"

    "God, who is the class who got him?"

    Some of the classmates looked at each other and had no idea of ​​self-study.

……

    After the shackles, when Jiang Yan glanced at the classroom and fell on Han Dong’s face, it immediately sank like the sun, and the sky was clear.

    He smiled warmly: "Han Dong students please come out."

    Gu Yuanliang's mouth is the boss...He swears that he has been in high school for three years, and he has never seen such a gentle grade director, and he is also the senior director of the third year of Jiang Yan!

    what's the situation?

    This world is crazy!

    Gu Yuanliang swallowed and silently watched Han Dong leave the classroom.

    Other students are basically the same as Gu Yuanliang. They only feel that they have never really met this Han Dong classmate.

……

    Outside the corridor.

    Jiang Yan took a shot of Han Dong's shoulder and even said: "Han Dong, your information has been entered into the school's system. In the first half of the college entrance examination, the school will give you an admission ticket for the martial arts test."

    Han Dong hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Director Jiang."

    He really didn't expect...Jiang Yan’s efficiency is so fast! The evening self-study is not over yet. It seems that he used to blame the director Jiang Yan.

    "Well, this is your martial arts certificate, only used inside the school."Jiang Yan handed a piece of kraft paper with a brief description of Han Dong and a school stamp.

    Han Dong took the kraft paper and blinked.

    I saw this kraft paper, writing his name, student number, class information, and red stamp...It is the proof of martial arts.

    Jiang Yan smiled: "This proof can be used to leave school early, participate in martial arts practice, and ask for leave from the instructor. Normally it should be the material of the plastic decoration, but the time is too late. I think that since you want to turn into a martial arts student, it is definitely more urgent. ”

    "En."This temporary proof is that you use it first, and then ask me if you have any questions. ”

    Let me talk about it.

    Jiang Yan took a shot of Han Dong's shoulder, said a good study, and then returned to his office along the corridor, leaving a good understanding of Han Dong.

    "This Jiang Yan is really a good person."

    Han Dong couldn't help but shook his head.

    Maybe he and his classmates are all wrong with Director Jiang. In this efficiency, in order not to delay his time, Director Jiang also made a temporary certificate.

    Jingle Bell.

    After school bells, they rang through the corridor and interrupted Han Dong’s thoughts.

    "After school."Han Dong’s face smiled and looked at the martial arts certificate on the palm of his hand. He gently placed it in the pocket of the school uniform and returned to the classroom to prepare for the date.

    Han Dong, who returned from the rebirth, finally turned into a martial arts student.