Jiang Chen walked to the seat with his name and admission ticket number on it and sat down. There were only more than 20 minutes left before the exam, and most of the people in the classroom were already there. Some were muttering something in silence, while others were chatting in groups of three or four.
"classmate."
Someone patted his shoulder, and Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the boy sitting behind him.
"Are you Jiang Chen from Yanyi Middle School?" The boy supported his head with one hand and stretched out his other hand to him, introducing himself lazily: "My name is Zhang Yanjing, and my grandfather asked me to say hello to you when I saw you."
Jiang Chen paused. Ever since he started primary school, he rarely heard the sentence pattern of "What do you want me to do?" However, when this sentence came out of the mouth of the boy in front of him, it was obviously a task-completing, perfunctory tone.
"Who is your grandfather?"
"Zhang Yuanhe." Zhang Yanjing raised his eyebrows: "You don't know him?"
Jiang Chen thought of the old man who had given him a jade pendant by the pond in the He family's old house. He shook his hand and smiled, "So you are Grandpa Zhang's grandson. Hello."
Zhang Yanjing took his hand back, and thought of something. He lowered his hand that was supporting his head, and leaned forward: "You got first place in the third mock test, right?"
Jiang Chen remained calm and waited for his next words.
"I've heard that you're a favorite to win the science title this year..." Zhang Yanjing's eyes shuttled across Jiang Chen's face, without any malice, but it was obvious that he was assessing something, "How confident do you think you are of winning the top spot in the college entrance examination? Eight points or not?"
The examination rooms for the college entrance examination are randomly assigned, but 40% of the students in the Chenghua examination room are students from the Chenghua headquarters, and the students from Yan No. 1 Middle School and the Affiliated Middle School each account for 30%.
Candidates in a classroom can always find a few who know each other. Moreover, there are only three Chenghua examination halls in the school. Therefore, most people in the classroom at this time have classmates who are either familiar or just acquaintances. All of these people know Jiang Chen, and most of them know Zhang Yanjing.
So when Zhang Yanjing and Jiang Chen were talking, several students sitting nearby pricked up their ears subconsciously. When they heard Zhang Yanjing's question, people from the three schools had different ideas.
The students of Chenghua felt it was amazing that their school bully was indifferent to his own grades, but he actually cared about whether the bully of other schools could get the top score. The students of the Affiliated High School felt that Zhang Yanjing didn't take their Affiliated High School's first place seriously. Jiang Chen did well in the third mock exam, but it was well known that the third mock exam would be easier than the previous two, and Li Xiao was only 2 points behind him. How could Jiang Chen be 80% sure? The students of Yanyi High School felt that Zhang Yanjing was provoking them. What did 80% sure mean? Their Jiang Shen was 100% sure to get the top score in the college entrance examination, okay?
Jiang Chen didn't think too much about it and just told the truth: "One hundred percent."
The students of Yanyi Middle School all raised their chins, secretly thinking that they really had a spiritual connection with Jiang Shen.
The students from the Affiliated High School frowned, and some even rolled their eyes implicitly. Only the students from Chenghua pricked up their ears again, because they knew there must be something else behind his question.
Sure enough, Zhang Yanjing raised his eyes, looked in the direction of the door in front of him, and said with a smile: "So confident? He Qianjian from our school is also determined to win the top spot in the college entrance examination."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and turned back to his desk. During this time, he inadvertently met He Qianjian's eyes. Without stopping, he lowered his eyes and prepared the pen for the exam.
He Qianjian appeared at the front door, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.
The people in Chenghua observed his expression secretly. Since the second semester of senior year, He Qianjian became more and more moody as the college entrance examination approached. Especially after he failed several mock exams, his face was always gloomy, and he no longer had the "gentle and calm" image he had accumulated since elementary school. Occasionally, he could be seen getting angry at a few followers who used to get along well with him.
There were rumors that the He family was dissatisfied with He Qianjian because his grades were getting worse and worse, and that the coming-of-age ceremony was cancelled because He Qianjian had failed several joint entrance exams before. The rumors that sounded illogical were spread with credibility, and coupled with the fact that there had been no follow-up or explanation for the cancellation of He Qianjian’s birthday party, some people actually believed the rumor.
In this examination room at this moment, except for Zhang Yanjing, no one was in the same class with He Qianjian. However, most of the students in Chenghua were directly admitted, and even if they were in different classes in high school, they might have been in the same classroom in elementary and junior high school. Some people were more familiar with He Qianjian than their classmates who they rarely talked to.
Based on what they knew about He Qianjian, he would definitely be angry.
Regardless of whether He Qianjian was in a good temper before, or later when his grades dropped and his temper gradually became worse, he really didn't like being put down when compared to others, especially when the person who said this was Zhang Yanjing, He Qianjian's nemesis since elementary school.
However, He Qianjian just kept his gaze on Jiang Chen for a few seconds, then found his seat and sat down without saying a word.
Chenghua exchanged glances several times, and Zhang Yanjing also raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
Others don't know the relationship between He Qianjian and Jiang Chen, but he does. He said those words more to test Jiang Chen's attitude towards He Qianjian. He didn't expect He Qianjian's qualification to be so coincidental. However, he is never afraid of the person hearing when he says bad things about others. He even expects He Qianjian, whose temper has been getting worse and worse recently, to tear his face and make a scene in the examination room.
Unexpectedly, he looked calmer than ever before.
Jiang Chen's fingers were twirling the pen in his hand nimbly, but in his ears was a conversation that no one in the classroom could hear except him and He Qianjian.
He Qianjian: [The promethium has been given to you. You must make sure nothing goes wrong today.]
The system said coldly: [Don’t worry.]
He Qianjian: [The first class is Chinese. This time it is different from the previous ones. In addition to the composition, the best choice is to extract all Jiang Chen's test answers. ]
The system replied in a businesslike manner: [The program covers a range of 500 meters. Within 500 meters, it will automatically screen the answers of candidates who took the same test paper as you and convey the best choice to you. This answer may not be Jiang Chen's answer, but it is definitely the best choice.]
Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, and he remembered that Li Xiao had told him before that He Qianjian's answering style was different in every test paper. So this was the reason.
After a pause, when the teacher entered the classroom, He Qianjian's voice rang out again, with a hint of impatience and resentment: [Jiang Chen's answer must be the most correct answer, there is no need to screen it, just give it to me directly, and use the database to synthesize the most suitable Chinese composition for me. When the results come out, unless Jiang Chen can write a perfect composition, I don't see how he can beat me.]
[Don't forget that your goal is to get first place in the college entrance examination, not to beat Jiang Chen. ]
[Jiang Chen will be the first.] He Qianjian gritted his teeth, glanced at the invigilator who was speaking on the stage, lowered his head and said in his mind: [No need to say so much, just listen to me.]
[The best option is a separate program, which I cannot control.] The system voice revealed human impatience: [If you need to use this function, use it according to the rules.]
[What do you mean?] He Qianjian's voice in his mind suddenly became louder: [Recently, the things you want are getting harder and harder to find. Do you know how hard it is to get that thing? You can see clearly how much manpower and material resources I spent to get that thing. Now that I have the thing, you are doing it wrong?]
[You already knew the rules when you used the best choice for the first time.] The system said coldly: [If you accidentally forget, I can repeat the rules.]
When the system was speaking, the teacher on the podium had finished his inspection and was opening the sealed bag on the podium.
He Qianjian looked at the test paper that was taken out, his voice suppressed with anger, but his reason overcame his anger and he compromised: [I still remember, let's follow the rules.]
The system remained silent until the exam began. Jiang Chen collected his thoughts and quickly read through the test paper.
When the teacher prompted them to start answering the questions, the only sound in the classroom was the slight friction of pens. Jiang Chen heard that every time he finished a question, the system's voice would sound: [First question: D... Second question: A... Third question: A...]
Jiang Chen's eyes were calm until he finished filling in the blanks of the ancient poem, and the system's voice remained consistent with his answer.
Soon they came to the reading comprehension questions, but Jiang Chen's habit has always been to write the composition first and then do the reading comprehension. According to his personal experience, after writing a composition, his brain will be more sensitive to words and he will be more adept at reading comprehension.
Jiang Chen turned directly to the composition, read the title carefully, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Chinese composition accounts for a very high score, but it has always been the most unstable part of Jiang Chen's grades. College entrance examination essays are mostly divided into three categories: propositional/semi-propositional essays, topic essays, and material essays. He is not very sensitive to words, and general essays, including reading comprehension, are mostly based on the experience accumulated from doing questions, using an existing framework to write the answers.
This situation often allows him to get full marks in reading comprehension, but he can only take his chances with writing. There is a fixed framework for reading comprehension, and he will naturally understand it after getting used to it and doing it more often. However, each essay is different and of different types.
If it is a topic-based composition, it would be fine, as the writing theme is clearly defined. As long as you expand outward based on the materials and think in a positive direction, you will not go wrong. However, once you encounter a topic-based or material-based composition, Jiang Chen will be in trouble, because compositions of these two types tend to explore more emotional topics and require mobilizing one's own experiences and emotions to write, and this is exactly where he struggles the most.
Fortunately, the question in this college entrance examination was the former. Jiang Chen read the materials, listed a few key points on the manuscript paper, and started writing quickly. At the same time, he could hear the system giving He Qianjian the answer to the reading comprehension test.
By the time Jiang Chen finished writing his composition, He Qianjian had already started writing it. The system over there seemed to be still screening samples and did not make any sound for a while.
Jiang Chen rubbed his forehead and thought to himself that if he hadn't planned it in advance, he would have silenced He Qianjian's system this afternoon. He didn't want to go through a second exam where someone kept reading out answers in his ear.
After the Chinese language test was over and the invigilator left, He Qianjian was the first to walk out of the classroom, looking very happy. People coming out of other classrooms seemed to know him and asked, "How was the test?"
He Qianjian raised the corner of his mouth: "Not bad."
The man smiled and said congratulations. He was about to say something else when he saw students leaving the classroom one after another. He probably saw the person he was looking for, so he waved to He Qianjian and left.
Jiang Chen packed up his things and stood up. Zhang Yanjing behind him asked him, "Where are you going to eat lunch?"
"My parents are outside, waiting for me to eat together."
Zhang Yanjing nodded, "Eat well, and do well in the exam this afternoon. Don't lose to He Qianjian."
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him: "Do you hate him?"
Zhang Yanjing also raised his eyebrows: "Don't you hate it?"
Jiang Chen thought about it. His feelings towards He Qianjian were far from being described by the word "hate", but these two words also included it, so they were not wrong. He nodded.
"That's all." Zhang Yanjing stood up, smiling cynically, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. As long as you are the top scorer in the college entrance examination, you can ask me for help if you need it in the future."
Jiang Chen smiled, did not respond, turned around and walked out of the examination room.
The day's exam ended quickly. Jiang Chen learned a lot of things he didn't know before from the conversation between the system and He Qianjian, most of which were about the functions of the system.
To sum up, there are roughly the following points:
First: In the optimal selection function, He Qianjian must be in the same space as the selected person, with the widest range of 500 meters. If he wants to exchange something, he must be within a range of 50 meters.
Second: He Qianjian's system has a limit on the number of exchanges, which will be determined based on the level of the item of the person being exchanged. The number of exchanges is 1-10 times, and cannot exceed 10 times.
Third: Every time the system opens the optimal choice, there will be conditions. The condition is that He Qianjian must provide it with something he requires. Only when He Qianjian provides it, can the optimal choice be opened.
Fourth: Any exchange must be based on the premise that it does not directly harm the health of the person being exchanged.
Fifth: To protect the system and host security, any exchange must not be detected by humans.
The first and third items are from the Chinese language test in the morning, while the second, fourth and fifth items are from the mathematics test in the afternoon.
It was probably because when doing Chinese, one had to revise the model essays by oneself as they had more words and took time, while for math, one only had to fill in the answers directly, and no matter how many numbers were required for the big questions, one could finish them quickly. He Qianjian didn't have to use his brain and was bored. While filling in the answer sheet, he talked about previous events with the system and almost got into an argument.
Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to the cause of the topic because he was doing his homework at the time. It was not until He Qianjian raised his voice that he paid attention to the content of their conversation.
He Qianjian's tone was quite exasperated: [... Jiang Chen will soon be publicly recognized by the He family. By then, everyone will know that he is the eldest son of the He family, and we are not. Therefore, we must stop this before the exam ends tomorrow. Do you have any other way besides this? ]
[You can no longer exchange anything with Jiang Chen. The two of you have reached the upper limit of the number of exchanges, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere around here. I can't guarantee that you will escape unscathed.]
[Why not?] He Qianjian said: [Didn't we cooperate well every time before? Since He Qianmin's car accident, we have never failed, including the last time in Changyang Square. Even if they found out that I went to Lide, what would happen? If they suspect that I did something wrong, what would happen? There is no evidence, and the police can't do anything to me.]
System: [The flowers that disappeared from your hand in the Lide elevator last time have attracted attention. Those two policemen followed you for so long. Have you forgotten? ]
[So what? They couldn't possibly think of your existence, and isn't it your duty to help deal with the mess left by the host? I remember your system rules, one of which is that in order to protect the system and the host, any exchange cannot be detected. Last time, I exchanged the stone at the door of Li De for that bouquet of flowers. The next day, you went to their monitoring room and deleted the monitoring. You also helped me monitor Jiang Chen's actions. If I hadn't misjudged his skills, he would have been dead by now.]
He Qianjian continued: [I know you have rules, but didn’t you help me break the rules before? Why can’t you do that this time? ]
The system's voice was cold, leaving no room for negotiation: [Impossible.]
Sitting at the desk, Jiang Chen listed all the system-related rules on the manuscript paper, thinking deeply.
On the computer screen nearby, the message in dialog box C continued:
【C: Then tomorrow I will not only track his IP, but also attack his server in front of Changjiang? Too exciting, right?!】
【C: Don't worry, I promise that he won't be able to enter the range of your painting. 】
【C: But I've been wanting to ask, who is the other side? They are so powerful, you don't need to reveal too much. I just want to know, are they from our country?】
Jiang Chen took a look and replied yes.
[C: If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that the Yangtze River really existed. But after knowing the existence of the Yangtze River, it's not surprising to have another such a powerful opponent. But I still have a question. ]
【C: Is the other person a human or is he the same as Changjiang? 】
【D: The same as the Yangtze River. 】
C didn't reply for a long time. There was an exam and a tough battle tomorrow. Jiang Chen turned off the computer, put the messy manuscript paper he had just written into the book, and returned to bed.
He just couldn't fall asleep even after closing his eyes. All kinds of images and thoughts were piled up in his mind. Jiang Chen was thinking about what other functions and rules the system had that he didn't know about, and then he was thinking about recruiting a scientific research team. When he was thinking about two things at once, some irregular images flashed through his mind.
Jiang Chen turned on the bedside lamp, walked to the window and stared out at the clean night sky with only a few stars in it, lost in thought.
When he came to his senses, it was Yang Si who saw that the light was still on in his room and knocked on the door.
"Chenchen, you still have to take the exam tomorrow, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Mom." Jiang Chen turned around and looked at his mother who was standing by the door with a concerned expression. His expression changed slightly, and the words on his lips lingered around his slightly opened mouth. He couldn't say them. He lowered his eyelashes and said, "I'll go to bed right away."
The light at the bedside was dim, and there was an ambiguous blur between Yang Si and Jiang Chen by the window. Yang Si did not see Jiang Chen's expression clearly. She smiled and coaxed him softly: "Go to bed early. When you finish the exam, you can happily rest for a while."
Jiang Chen hummed softly and said good night to her.
Yang Si closed the door. Jiang Chen looked at the night sky with only a few stars, turned back to the bed, turned off the light and closed his eyes.
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