Beyond The Outline

Gu Yan Wang didn't seem to know the word "positive number", so he sat up straight: "You say it again? How many points?"

After Meng Guowei received the news, it was also difficult to digest. He did not trust Xu Sheng at all at first, and threatened to accompany Xu Sheng to fight for another year.

In addition to the scores of the joint entrance examination, there are also the school examination results of each school.

One wave has not settled and one wave has risen again.

Two weeks later, Meng Guowei opened the door of Director Gu's office again: "Xu Sheng has entered the small circle, and the two schools he applied for have entered the small circle..."

Gu Yanwang: "What is the small circle?"

Meng Guowei explained: "The small circle is the professional ranking. The students who pass the school exam are divided into the big circle and the small circle. The big circle can get the professional qualification certificate, but the ranking is low, the small circle..."

Gu Yan was confused when he heard it, and Meng Guowei's mind was confused, and he couldn't explain clearly: "I'm too excited now, you wait for me to reason."

This is also being discussed in the Class 7 classroom.

"Let's put it this way," Xu Sheng was surrounded in the middle, choosing a way that everyone can understand to explain the small circle. "You only need to know that the small circle is awesome and it's over."

The small circle is also known as the effective ranking, that is, the professional ranking is particularly good, and it can be called the small circle within the enrollment quota of the college. The lower the top circle, the greater the chance of admission. Candidates in the effective ranking will be admitted as long as the cultural courses meet the requirements of the institution.

He just finished sending a message to Kang Kai and Zhang Feng, and Kang Kai used countless exclamation marks to express: You are a pervert! ! ! ! ! ! ! are you human? Is this a result that people can get on the test?

Not to mention the two most perverted majors, they are still small circles, and they are simply the first person in City A.

Zhang Feng's news is clear at a glance.

He was so shocked that he could only utter one word: fuck.

After a while, I sent it again: What's the matter with you?

S: Talent is hard to say, I'm just talented.

Zhang Feng:...

Hou Jun is not a professional insider after all. Although he can't fully realize how awesome this small circle is, he can still feel: "Then this is really awesome."

Xu Sheng raised his chin and waited for him to continue boasting, "Go on."

Hou Jun: "But no matter how small the circle is, you still have to pass the college entrance examination culture course. Are your culture courses OK, Brother Sheng?"

Yuan Ziqiang: "When I checked the art test, I found that there was a conclusion on the Internet that the higher the art score, the worse the cultural score, so the score of Liyang No. 2 Middle School will be so low every year..."

Xu Sheng: "..."

He is not very good, a little dangerous.

Xu Sheng smiled: "Fuck... can you chat, can you play rainbow farts? What culture class is offered at this time? Isn't the culture class still with me at the same table?"

Shao Zhan rarely felt that they were noisy, and gave face: "Well, he must do it."

Hou Jun: "Brother Zhan, are you so confident in him?"

Shao Zhan added: "I am confident in myself."

Hou Jun: "..."

Xu Sheng: "..."

"Brother, can you save me some face." Xu Sheng shouted "Brother" in front of everyone, but it didn't attract much attention. He shouted too naturally, and other people would also call "Brother Zhan". .

Just had a physical education class, the winter on Shao Zhan

The season school uniform jacket took off and put it on the back of the chair. He wore a sweater on him. Sitting there was three minutes colder than the weather outside: "Just kidding."

Shao Zhan wrote the inscription halfway through, leaned back a little, raised his hand and rubbed Xu Sheng's head: "As long as you have learned the strength of refusing to sleep until three o'clock in the morning, you can't do it."

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Hou Jun's mind today is as light as it has been, and it is especially useful. He caught the key word at once: "Are you still in touch at three o'clock in the morning?"

Xu Sheng coughed and said, "Learn."

Xu Shengxin said why he was so guilty.

It is indeed learning.

......Although learning and learning may trigger a certain reward level.

On this day, Linjiang Sixth Middle School posted it, and a new building rose slowly, immediately red, and the page turning speed was amazing.

Many previous doubts about Xu Sheng quickly dissipated in front of the results, and no one mentioned the word "shortcut" anymore. Especially those who had talked about gossip at the top of the stairs before, never mentioned a word.

Main building: Xu Sheng's exam results are too bad.

1L: I'm sorry, I apologize for what I said before, where is the short cut of the scumbag? This is obviously a script.

2L: It seems that Liyang has never entered the small circle in the first two years of the entrance exam...

3L: Let me add, I have been in, but I have never been in the small circle of these two schools.

4L: My cousin studies fine arts. She said that no one would dare to apply for these two majors.

5L: I can't think about it anymore, I want to kneel down for Xu Sheng.

After all, the art test is not the mainstream of Linjiang. Xu Sheng's art test results are like the last cold wind in winter, coming and going fast. Only Liyang No. 2 Middle School is worried about this matter.

Even at this year’s exchange meeting, I gave myself an "Avenger" persona: "This year we made a mistake and was snatched first by Linjiang. But next year, the number one in the entrance exam must be ours. Wait. Right."

After speaking, the audience burst into applause.

King Gu Yan sincerely applauded in the audience: next year's number one will definitely be yours.

It is impossible for us to have a second Xu Sheng in Linjiang.

It doesn’t matter what the art entrance examination is the first one. Linjiang’s speech is still based on the "sword finger champion". The summary statement is as follows: "This year, there have been some accidents. We accidentally made an art entrance examination in Linjiang. One, ah, but this is not important. Our goal for this year is still to be the top pick—"

On this day, Meng Guowei arranged a mock exam.

Hou Jun sat on the podium to invigilate the exam.

Because there was a big exam in a few days, the seats in the class were disassembled into single seats in advance. Xu Sheng sat behind Shao Zhan, leaning against the wall, and a little further to the right to get to the blackboard.

Hou Jun: "Tan Kai, don't think you secretly flip through the book and I can't see it, just stuff it back for me."

Tan Kai: "...oh."

Hou Jun: "What is the most important thing in the exam is integrity." Hou Jun raised his head and asked after a short while, "...what is the sentence behind the dance hall?"

Tan Kai replied with what he said just now: "Monkey, you must be honest in the exam."

The whole class laughed and the atmosphere of the exam became more casual.

Xu Sheng hurriedly scanned the test papers and didn't look at the questions again. He suddenly remembered that the last time he sat in the front and back exams with Shao Zhan was after the first monthly exam in the second year of high school.

At that time he was "learning God"

In his body, with his own strength, Shao Zhan's score was pulled to the countdown.

It was the little secret that only the two of them knew that summer.

Xu Sheng thought of this, maintaining his upper body lying on the table, with his wrists on the edge of the table, and holding a pen in his hand. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touched Shao Zhan's back with the pen: "Classmate, you dropped something. Up."

Shao Zhan stopped writing, leaned back, got closer to him and asked, "What."

"I picked it up on the ground, I guess it fell when I changed the seat,"

Xu Sheng dropped his wrist, and across the belly of the table, tapped a pen under the belly of the table to signal him to stretch out his hand, and then said, "You stretch out your hand. ▓https:\">玄幻文学a>▓"

Shao Zhan didn't think much.

However, there was nothing but Xu Shengfanliang's hand under the table.

Xu Sheng’s physique... In winter, his hands tend to get cold, and his joints become red from freezing, so he doesn’t like to wash the palette. In the past, he always coerced and lured Kang Kai to help.

Although his hands were hanging down, Xu Sheng was still lying on the table, with his other hand resting under his face: "The test paper is a bit difficult, and it is in my boyfriend's exam luck."

Hou Jun just stared at the audience for a while. He had to answer the questions quickly now, so he didn't stare anymore. Xu Sheng secretly hooked Gou Shao Zhan's hand under the table, and the topic went back to many days ago: "Do you really think I can?" "

Shao Zhan knew what he was talking about, "Yeah"

Screamed.

Xu Sheng: "Because you have learned three things."

"No." Shao Zhan said.

"Because you are Xu Sheng."

Because you are Xu Sheng.

That's why the thunder and thunder passed through the chaotic time and space.

Before the end of the Chinese test, Meng Guowei ended the annual exchange meeting and returned to class early: "There are still ten minutes, and students who have not finished their essays should hurry up."

Xu Sheng's composition just finished.

After earnestly studying, he no longer fooled with poetry in the composition part, even bought a book of good words and sentences, and memorized a very versatile celebrity quote.

A generation of poets disappeared on the rivers and lakes.

Meng Guowei said, his eyes swept over the stage, and he said, "Shao Zhan, Xu Sheng, you two will go to conference room No. 3 after class."

Xu Sheng: "?"

It's easy to tell him what to do in conference room 3.

"Should I want to ask questions and fill in the voluntary matter," Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan walked to the meeting room No. 3 after class, "Brother, aren't you taking a walker? I'm an art candidate again. It must be because of our situation. It’s special, so I’ve called it over to have a talk."

Xu Sheng could only think of this kind of reason.

Shao Zhan: "We have another situation which is very special."

Xu Sheng: "..."

Conference room No. 3 was empty, with no one but the two of them.

The topic quickly turned to "Popular Love Being Caught". Xu Sheng knew that it was impossible, so he joked with it. He stepped to the last row: "You won't be caught, will Gu Yan Wang dare to let us write a review? If I'm in Taiwan It said, "I shouldn't have a relationship with Shao Zhan..."

When Xu Shenggang said this, the second 10,000-year old came in through the door with the textbook under his elbow.

"..."

The second half of Xu Sheng's sentence came to an abrupt end.

Xu Sheng: "Then this should have nothing to do with puppy love."

Shao Zhan: "It should be with the volunteers

It's ok. "

Then what would it be for King Gu to find them?

After Wannian's second child came in, a wave of people soon swarmed in. As more and more people came in, Xu Sheng's right eyelid jumped uncontrollably.

This scene...It seems, where I have seen it.

Very familiar.

Xu Sheng lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, but his right eyelid still jumped fiercely.

Gu Yanwang was late, and only brought a USB flash drive to the door. He counted the heads and found that one was not bad, so he closed the meeting room door backhand: "Okay, everyone is here."

Gu Yanwang leaned over and inserted the U disk, then put his hands on both sides of the computer, and waited for the computer to refresh. The old computer in the conference room was slow to respond. A command can respond to the old for a long time. He smiled: "Why are you called here? , I don’t need to say more."

At this time, the computer was finally finished.

Gu Yanwang double-clicked to open the PPT file in the U disk, and a huge title was projected on the screen behind him: The Sixteenth Five-School League.

Gu Yan’s back was straighter than before, and he said with confidence: “This year’s league is about to start again. I know everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time. In the four-school league last year, our outstanding students Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng two A classmate achieved good grades—"

Xu Sheng fully realized where this familiar feeling came from: "..."

He felt the same fear in Shao Zhan's body last year.

Xu Sheng seemed to see Death's sickle being placed on his neck.

Gu Yanwang explained the word "five" in the "five school league" in the title: "However, there have been some minor changes in the game this year."

PPT turned one page.

There are five middle schools neatly listed above.

The first four are the same as before, namely Linjiang Sixth Middle School, Songye High School, Yinghua Experimental Middle School, and Xingjian Middle School.

Just behind these four familiar schools, there was another school named Liyang No. 2 Middle School.

All the contestants in the audience blasted the pot: "Li Yang?"

"That art school?"

"The place with the lowest score in the high school entrance examination in City A?"

What are they here to join in the fun? !

Gu Yan Wang said: "Liyang No. 2 Middle School is trying hard to participate in this league. Director Jiang of Liyang just said at the exchange meeting that they have two very outstanding students in Liyang this year. They want to compete together and share with us. Compete in Taiwan and compete together."

"..."