Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

64. Chapter 64 College Entrance Examination (on)

    High school building.

    At this moment, almost a quarter of the students witnessed the strong move of Han Dong, and by word of mouth, almost spread throughout the third year.

    The heat is constantly on the rise.

    This is also due to the proximity of the college entrance examination and the pressure.

……

    Classroom of the high 32 class.

    Zhang Wei and the short-haired girl returned to their seats and looked at each other with their eyes. They were all in a complicated mood.

    They also know that the three-art martial arts students are extremely rare, but the pictures on the Internet have always been shocked by their own eyes. The original martial arts can be so strong.

    "Han Dong is really crazy."

    "He was on the ground and I could hear the muffled sound."

    Zhang Wei spit out his tongue and did not hesitate to admire his own admiration. He hugged his shoulders and shook his shoulders twice, whispering in words.

    Short hair girls are also complex.

    She only felt that the inner concept was destroyed and destroyed.

    Any martial arts student with a slightly higher level of martial arts can't wait to tell the whole school that he is a five-product martial arts student. Han Dong is obscured. I am afraid that there are very few people in the school who know that he is a three-person martial arts student.

    The martial arts three products are admitted to the school, but this quiet and low-key match with the strong appearance, but also an unparalleled impact.

    "Wait, wait."

    The short-haired girl of Qi Er suddenly said: "Just Zong Kai Xuan wrapped around you to write a classmate. Did you talk to Han Dong?"

    Zhang Yiyi, a pretty face is slightly cute.

    I just seemed to ask Han Dong for a comment...There should be no problem.

    Hey.

    Han Dong, wearing a blue and white school uniform, has a face that is as indifferent as Jinghu Lake. He gently pushes open the classroom door of the 32nd class. It is like a blazing sun, shining and shining.

    "He, is he really coming?"

    Zhang Yiba has two beautiful eyes, his head is stunned and his lips are smirking, his eyes are full of color.

    The short-haired girls, and even all the students in the classroom, changed their faces, and their hearts seemed to be shackled, heavy, and stopped a little noisy discussion in an instant, all aimed at Han Dong.

    be quiet

    There is only a quiet atmosphere of wheezing sound, sweeping through the classroom.

    Zhang Liang, who is good at ancient Chinese poetry, took off his glasses and covered his eyes. He couldn’t bear to witness the tragic scene of Zong Kaixuan: "The longest interest is to cover up, and how hard it is to mourn."

    next moment.

    Han Dong said: "Cough, I am sorry, disturb the students."

    Said.

    He smiled apologetically and strode to the penultimate row...The same table of the Kaixuan had already consciously let out the seat, leaving only Zong Kaixuan sitting in his tears.

    Come

    "Come out."

    Han Dong was too lazy to delay, simply squatting Zong Kaixuan, straight out of the classroom.

    He thinks he can't be too selfish. There are about fifty high school students in seven classes. I have delayed one minute and the whole class is fifty minutes. This is not good.

    therefore.

    Han Dong did not discuss with Zong Kaixuan, first dragged him out of the classroom and said otherwise.

……

    In the hallway.

    Han Dong’s heart is long: “Zhang Wei does not want to write a classmate for you. How can you force Zhang Hao to write to you?”

    "Big, big brother, I just thought about being classmates..."Zong Kaixuan was smiling and saw that Han Dong raised his right hand, and suddenly he was shocked and shivered: "Big brother is right, as if you are squatting!" I have been deeply aware of my mistakes and my heart is suffering. ”

    Han Dong raised his right hand and scratched his left arm, a bit stunned: "The eloquence is good."

    Zong Kaixuan swallowed: "Big brother, it is a traditional virtue to change the mistake. I will go back and tear off the classmates."

    Han Dong’s right palm rested on his left arm and suddenly stopped. He was surprised: “I thought you were going to take it out and tear it off.”

    "When, of course!"

    Zong Kaixuan was leaning against the wall.

    Although the sun outside is like a fire, but the light is not shining in the corridor, the cold temperature of the wall, infiltrated his body inside and outside, straight to the heart.

    This summer time is like falling into an ice cave.

    Han Dong’s voice was warm and he smiled and said: “Then you are going to get it.”

……

    Days flew by.

    Only ten days of high school time, like a white pass, quietly passed away. Four days before the college entrance examination, it is also the last day to maintain normal school.

    Today, in the third year of high school, there is no need to come to school again, peace of mind at home, preparing for the college entrance examination.

    High school class three classes.

    Hey.

    Han Dong sat in his seat, stretched out, his bones squeaked slightly, and squinted at the empty seat next to him.

    He shook his head, tweeted his eyes and turned his head, quietly watching Xu Chuxi.

    "Han, Han Dong classmate."

    Xu Chuxi was full of panic, and the beautiful face barely squeezed out the smile, could not help but pull the same table Feng Yiqi's arm, trying to find a little warm comfort.

    She has never been to school, but she has to come today because she is going to receive the college entrance examination permit.

    In addition to a few students who did not have the heart to learn, pay attention to this, other students are all hard-working, and do not dare to relax.

    In the classroom, it is filled with silence.

    Han Dong no expression, staring at Xu Chuxi.

    Feng Yiqi is reciting political knowledge points, smashing his small forehead, reluctantly extending his left palm and pushing Han Dong, and persuaded: "Han Dong, I will soon take the college entrance examination." Don't be like this, it's too scary. ”

    ssss...

    Everyone who pays attention to this class has a round of eyes.

    They are incredulously screaming, secretly screaming, Wen Weiqi, who is weak in literature...How does she have such courage.

    "Feng Yiqi, where are I scary?"

    Han Dong is quite speechless: "I just want to appreciate the beauty of Xu Chuxi's classmates. You are so filthy to me, it is really chilling. Do we have to do our best?"

    Eh...

    Feng Yiqi sighed his forehead and sighed: "Before the table, you will turn over, or I will cry when I wow, scare you."

    "Good."

    Han Dong blinked his eyes and turned his head.

    In this high school class, his only friend is only three...On the same table, Gu Yuanliang, martial arts student Sun Hui, and the back table Feng Yiqi.

    Well

    Feng Yiqi patted the arm of Xu Chuyu at the same table and continued to review. It was not a serious matter at all.

    Her heart is very clear, Han Dong seems to be indifferent and strong, but like normal classmates, the character is very good, not so fierce as the students think.

    Hey.

    Xu Chu smashed the lips of Zhu Sheng.

    "I, I am at the same table? It is so deep hidden. ”She shook her head and looked incredulously at Feng Yiqi, who was frowning. The heart was very complicated: "You are the real big sister."

    Thinking about it.

    Xu Chuxi touched his face and felt a faint sorrow in his heart.

    Just at this time.

    Hey.

    The classroom door was gently pushed open, and it was the third grade director Jiang Yan.

    He glanced at the seven classes of classrooms, and then walked to the third row against the wall, whispering: "Han Dong, President Yu, looking for you."

    Good.

    Han Dong looks as usual, and he has a black carbon pen in his hand.

……

    Outside the office building and the principal's office.

    Jiang Hao, the grade director, combed his back and bent slightly: "Han Dong, President Yu, but I personally called me, hoping to see you." When I got to the office, I didn't have to be nervous. President Yu was very kind. ”

    "I am so pleased."

    "The third grade has actually produced such a good martial arts student."

    Jiang Yan continued to express his feelings and his words were full of praise.

    "Director Jiang, don't worry."Han Dong was speechless, looked at the eye, and then pushed the wooden door of the principal's office.

    He understands what Jiang Yan means.

    Nothing more than worrying about being in front of President Yu and saying something bad about Jiang Yan. But in fact, his impression of Jiang Yan is quite good.

……

    Inside the principal's office.

    President Yu wore a black dress, his head was white, his eyes were glazed, and he saw Han Dong pushing the door and hurriedly greeted Han Dong: "As the principal, I am very glad that I promised you to become a martial arts student."

    Han Dong smiled: "It was a request."

    "Hahaha!"President Yu shook his head and laughed, holding the hand of Han Dong: "But you are now a three-mart martial arts student, and the only martial arts student who has been admitted to the Jiangnan school in five years."

    Han Dong casually said: "These are also to thank Ning Lao. Yes, the principal, do you know Ning Lao? ”

    President Yu has a little head: "Of course I know that he can stay in school for five years."

    Han Dong looks as usual and opens the subject.

    His heart is clear, I am afraid that President Yu is not qualified to contact the martial arts world, and does not know the teacher.

    "Come here, Han Dong, we sit down and talk."

    President Yu pulled the light gray tie and looked at the secretary who was sitting next to the document. He screamed, "Xiaozhi, make two cups of tea."

    Han Dong subconsciously looked back and squinted.

    The secretary was the middle-aged man who made the application for conversion to a martial arts student and was difficult for Han Dong. At this time, Han Dong had no impression of the middle-aged man. He only felt a bit familiar.

    His path is still growing.

    His life has just begun.