Chapter Fourteen On Campus

  The main melody of high school life is always tense.

  The process of moving towards the college entrance examination is like the process of tightening a rubber band. The tighter it is, the better the results will be. Some people give up halfway and the rubber band loses its elasticity; some people tighten it too much and break it halfway.

  Jiangning High School is the best school in Jiangning City, with a strong reputation. In the entire third year of high school, at least one or two hundred students have set their sights on Jiangning University.

  Of course, the ones who can finally achieve their wishes are probably less than one-third. In this group of people, Chen Yi originally belonged to the dropped crowd, but after getting the scroll, the situation was greatly different.

  For the remaining three days of this week, he would give himself an Intelligence Scroll for math, physics and chemistry classes. A third-level scroll could basically provide a dozen or so points of intelligence, which didn't sound like much, but for an individual, it was enough to raise their level by two tiers or more.

  In order to continue using the scroll, he had no choice but to run to the Kingdom of Saint Quartz once again.

  The magical subway at 10:30 every night, traveling to and from another world as easily as taking a taxi, with respectful old men serving carefully, is truly breathtaking.

  Still nearly 100 kilograms of paper, after a simple screening, although no materials above level 6 were encountered, it still relied on the large number of low-level materials to exchange for nearly 300,000 gold coins. In the absence of new scrolls, Chen Yi chose 60 bottles of energy recovery potion - currently, the number of scrolls is more than enough, but if there is not enough energy recovery potion, with his physical condition, using a scroll once would render the entire afternoon useless. However, with sufficient potion, continuous learning is guaranteed.

  On the other hand, Timothy the Alchemist was also excited about the direct strike of the potion. 60 bottles of potions were worth a lot of money, but they were not as important as hundreds of scrolls for the entire kingdom, which had absolute strategic value.

  The magic subway is like a huge win-win deal car that satisfies everyone.

  Chen Yi continuously used scrolls and potions, passing three days and nights of inverted study. In fact, according to the school's arrangement, a day's worth of scroll usage was only about two or three classes. Every time class ended, he would hide away and use one scroll, then drink three bottles of energy recovery potion on hand. The deep red potion even looked like blood, but tasted pretty good, sweet and similar to diluted beet juice.

  If the monks knew that he was drinking the energy recovery potion just to save a bit of sleep time, they would probably be so shocked that they would stamp their feet and cry out in dismay.

  Ke Chen Yi didn't care, the effect of the scroll ended, he drank medicine to rest, rested enough and then pasted the scroll again, not wasting a single moment.

  The development of human civilization is the concentration of resources for the development of a small number of people. Countless history has told us that egalitarian fairness is always the welfare of the mediocre, the shackles of the strong, and the latter has absolute leadership rights - fortunately so.

  Chen Yi continued his full-day study schedule and persisted until the third day, which was another unified mock exam and also the last mock exam of the high school era, the second-to-last exam.

  Unlike previous years, this exam will be ranked province-wide. Its main purpose is not to test students' academic performance, but to help them determine their final college choices.

  It can be said that for 99% of the kids, the place they will live in for the next four or three years, the place they will mention constantly over the next ten years, the place that will influence them constantly over the next forty years, and the place they will recall throughout their lives, will make its final selection and decision within one day.

  Good or bad, cry or make a scene, regret or rejoice, this is the first cruel prelude to life.

  Afterwards, there were bitter and outstanding field battles waiting for them to enjoy and be enjoyed.

  Chen Yi also wanted to determine his own fully armed degree, without reservation.

  On the exam site, his left hand was a 3rd-grade Intelligence Scroll, writing swiftly; his right hand was a 3rd-grade Listening Scroll, constantly paying attention to the latest movements of the First Group...

  Intellect Scroll guarantees that he can perform above his level, for Chen Yi, who has improved his score, it means a high score of around 600. As for the use of Listening Scroll, it is to temper himself in the desert and listen to the voices of "good children" - by listening to their hearts, he hopes to get some improvement in points.

  As for the effect of listening to the third-level tape, simply getting one or two words is not much help, but it depends on when and how they are used. If applied well, it can still be a great help.

  At least now, Chen Yi understood that using the listening scroll before the exam had a poor effect, and it was only in the last 30 minutes that it truly came into play.

  At this point, most students have largely completed their papers and are in the midst of a busy checking process, muttering answers to themselves and repeatedly redoing certain steps is a very natural thing.

  While listening to the scroll, the proportion of capturing these repeated heartbeats is still very high. Chen Yi only needs to tear open the scroll in a hidden pocket at the right time, choose the right object, and thoroughly check the test paper like checking accounts, finally only need to consider the questions with different answers between the two.

  The only obstacle is the invigilating teacher, no matter which subject's exam it is. When he sees you, his expression changes and he becomes vigilant, constantly observing you at all times. The more lenient ones think you're preparing to cheat, so they just keep a distant eye on you, waiting for the chance to catch you in the act. Those who can't bear their curiosity will tap on their desk repeatedly as a warning.

  The latter teacher is even more threatening, always making Chen Yi's mind unable to focus and losing the excellent listening opportunity.

  Fortunately, the scroll itself would disperse silently and leave no trace as soon as it was torn open. With his abilities, he had chosen the right moment to do so quietly and without leaving any evidence behind. This made the test flawless.

  So, no matter what kind of invigilating teacher it was, they thought Chen Yi just wanted to cheat, but they didn't know that he had already gone very far down the road of high-level cheating.

  The "ding-dong" sound of the school bell is beautiful and floating.

  The last comprehensive exam was over, Chen Yi jumped up and handed the paper to the teacher, wanting to escape from the classroom, but was pulled back by the class monitor Wang Dong, saying "What's the hurry, let the teacher go first."

  The invigilating teacher was also a young person, clearing his throat slightly, not daring to make a sound, pretending to be in a hurry and saying: "Everyone put down their pens, the exam is over now."

  Chen Yi pushed away Wang Zong's hand and couldn't help but laugh, saying: "Squad leader, your flattery is too obvious, it doesn't work well."

  What middle school students care about most is their face, Wang Zong thought to disgust Chen Yi a bit, but he didn't expect him to directly refute him, his whole face turned bright red, and he forced himself to say: "What nonsense are you talking about."

  He said, still looking at the teacher, hoping the other could speak for him.

  Chen Yi's proud aura filled the air, and he originally didn't like Wang Cang. Being pulled by the sleeve, he said impatiently: "The effect of flattering depends on the horse's reaction. You can tell from Teacher's cough that his hand is too heavy, and he can't bear it."

  At this point, all the classmates who had not reacted before burst out laughing.

  The proctor was quite young and hadn't been tempered enough, so he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, his face turned red with embarrassment.

  Wang Dong was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do. His face turned a deep purple, as if it had been dyed in a vat of ink.

  Luo Xiaoshan worried that Chen Yi would be at a disadvantage, and didn't even notice the opportunity to cheat by copying answers. He squeezed past two hardworking students, came to the front of the classroom, stood between the two of them, and said with a snort: "Wang Gang, if you want to practice your butt-slapping skills in the future, I have bigger ones here, don't be shy. But you really need to practice more, or else when the competition gets fierce, you might not even get a chance to perform."

  It was said that Wang Dong's face had been thoroughly lost, so he plucked up his courage and followed Luo Xiaoshan's tone: "Let's not mention your Luo family, but the Chen family will probably have no chance to even practice in the future. The competition in Jiangning is fierce, and those with poor qualifications will be eliminated."

  The Chen family has lost power and influence, it's now a well-known fact to everyone!

  Chen Yi lightly let out a "hmm", pressed down on Luo Xiaoshan's shoulder, and said to Wang Dong: "Matters of the Chen family, you can't interfere with. Matters of the school, you're not qualified to interfere with."

  "That's right." Luo Xiaoshan glared at Wang Dong, saying: "Next time you kiss up to them, stay away from us. If I smell that fart again, I'll make a toilet for you to sleep in."

  "Hush..." A group of classmates, fearing that the world would be too peaceful, made all sorts of catcalling noises, and the commotion spread far beyond the classroom.

  Finally, another invigilating teacher came to his senses, walked into the crowd, and dragged away one student after collecting a test paper, clearing the scene.

  Without the crowd's attention, Wang Cong stood firmly at the podium, his legs slightly weakening.

  Inside Jiangning Middle School, students formed their own cliques. Among them, Chen Yi, Luo Xiaoshan and Liang Yu were at the top of their respective circles, and even without the influence of the Chen family, they were still people that most students didn't dare to mess with.

  Wang Tong is no exception. He just barely saved face earlier.

  His hesitation and worries were instantly known to Chen Yi, who was in a state of listening to the scroll.

  Chen Yi looked at him with disdain again, then at his slightly trembling legs and feet. He suddenly thrust his head forward, making a "hiss" sound, with a fierce expression, as if he was about to punch him.

  Wang Gang was caught off guard, scared and retreated continuously, in an unstable state, he stumbled out of the classroom door and sat down on the corridor with a loud "thud" sound, which sounded like farting.

  The students who were just kicked out of the classroom and were bored preparing to leave, stared blankly for two seconds before bursting into thunderous laughter.

  When Wang Cong realized what was happening, he was already surrounded by a cacophony of sounds.

  He is too smooth in his dealings and as a class leader of middle school students, he is not liked by young people. Now that there is an opportunity to mock him, no one will let it go.

  Wang Dong felt extremely embarrassed and humiliated, almost as if he couldn't live with himself anymore.

  He glared with red eyes wanting to fight Chen Yi to the death, but saw that he had already pulled Luo Xiaoshan away and left the classroom.

  At that moment, he was filled with righteous indignation, his anger and resentment overflowing. He felt that human justice had been trampled on to the greatest extent, that social fairness had been distorted to the greatest degree, and that the social elite had been grossly misunderstood by the masses. That face from the dye vat was murky as ink at that moment, like an erupting oil well.

  He squeezed through everything around him, living or dead, desperately trying to rush to Chen Yi, his fists clenched with a cracking sound.

  However, there are always people who refuse to open their eyes or rubbish bins that block his way. Looking at Wang's flustered and exasperated appearance, the crowd's laughter grew even louder.

  The exam is over and students from other classes come to ask, and some can't help but repeat that sentence: "The effect of flattering depends on the horse's reaction, you are too heavy-handed"

  Then, until they left the floor, Chen Yi and the other could hear continuous loud laughter.

  Luo Xiaoshan sneered and said, "I think that Wang Ceng is getting more and more arrogant, let's invite Shang Liangyu tomorrow and teach him a lesson."

  "It's not necessary." Chen Yi was somewhat moved, the three of them had very strict family rules, and taking the initiative to cause trouble would inevitably lead to questioning. Moreover, Wang Tong's arrogance was only directed at Chen Yi, who had fallen out of favor with his family, and Luo Xiaoshan's suggestion was absolutely made to avoid him.

  Luo Xiaoshan said two more sentences, Chen Yi continued to shake his head, but said: "I'm going to Jiangning University to find a professor to appraise the antique, are you interested?"

  His name card was given by his mother, which turned out to be Professor Lang of the Archaeology Department of Jiangning University.

  "Antique?"

  Chen Yi smiled and intentionally repeated what the pawnshop owner had said, and the big word "gamble" immediately floated into Luo Xiaoshan's mind.

  "Go." This guy was as stubborn as a Bolshevik. Of the three, the fat one looked the most innocent but had the heaviest gambling habit.

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