[Yanqing: Five-three? ?! Did I hear it wrong? ]
[Socialist Successor: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, 53! When I saw 53 in the system store before, I was wondering which psychopath would buy it. I didn’t expect that the blogger is that psychopath hahahahahahahahahaha! ]
[Lying on the ground and shouting 666: My mood at this moment is just like my ID. ]
[Onlooker: Even if I tell you, my mom might not believe it. I have not finished any of the five-three questions yet. I will watch the blogger live broadcast and do the five-three questions! ]
Even the system couldn't believe it. He asked Le Jing carefully: [Host, do you know what Wu San is? ]
Le Jing immediately became a top student, with a fanatical pursuit of knowledge in his eyes: "Of course I understand! Just by listening to its name, you can know what it is about! "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation", with it, I can happily solve difficult questions and pass the college entrance examination. Mom doesn't have to worry about me not being able to get into college anymore!"
system:……
[Lana: ...I couldn't help but glance at the name of the live broadcast room.]
[Maple Leaf Qiu Se: I couldn’t help but glance at the name of the live broadcast room +1]
[He Yunxueya: Isn’t this a live broadcast room where cannon fodder counterattacks and slaps the scumbag? ? ? Why is the style of this anchor so wrong? ? ]
【氵木: I clicked in for the otaku fights...but for some reason I feel that this anchor who is obsessed with studying is kind of fascinating?】
【System prompt: Mu gave anchor Chang Jingchen 100 RMB. 】
[System prompt: Zhang Kuaihuo gave anchor Chang Jingchen 100 RMB. ]
…
system:……? ? ?
He felt that Chang Jingchen was a poisonous person. It was not enough that his own painting style was abnormal, but he also brought abnormal painting styles to the viewers in the live broadcast room!
In just a short while, Chang Jingchen received five or six hundred RMB in rewards!
In the past, the new anchors he led might not be able to earn this much in rewards even if they worked diligently for a week.
The system looked at Chang Jingchen's ordinary face and fell into an incredible silence.
Le Jing, who blocked the barrage in the live broadcast room, had no idea about the rewards in the live broadcast room. His entire mind was now immersed in the world of Wu San.
The price of Wu San in the system store is 200 points, which is very expensive, but you get what you pay for. Because the "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" in the system store includes all the college entrance examination questions and full-scale simulation questions from 1977 to 2573.
To be more precise, this book should actually be called "Five Hundred Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Hundred Years of Simulation".
Moreover, the Wu San in the system store is a virtual product that only appears in the consciousness space. In other words, as long as Le Jing closes his eyes, he can appear in the consciousness space to do the questions, and the time rate of the consciousness space is 3:1 to the time rate of reality. If three hours pass in the consciousness space, only one hour will pass in the real world.
This is a black technology that has taken countless years to develop in order to improve students' test-taking efficiency in the future society!
#Look how happy those students are while doing the exercises#
#Three times the time to do the questions, three times the fun#
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Wen Wen Zhong found that his desk mate Chang Jingchen was very strange today.
He first arrogantly confronted the school bully Zhao Desheng at noon after school. His cold and sharp-tongued look was completely different from his usual timid self.
Then in the afternoon, he suddenly turned into the god of sleep.
As soon as the bell rang at the end of each class, he would immediately crawl down and go to sleep. Even during class, he would occasionally prop his head up with his arms and fall asleep.
So, when the bell rang for the third class in the afternoon, he asked Chang Jingchen with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?" before he fell asleep.
Le Jing glanced at the worried little fat boy and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Because you've been sleeping..."
"I'm not sleeping. I'm just resting my eyes."
Wen Wenzhong: "…Is there any difference between the two?"
Le Jing told the truth: "There is a difference. Because when I close my eyes and rest, I am also studying."
Wen Wen Zhong: Mom is such a shameless person.
The last class is mathematics.
Wen Wenzhong's class, Grade 2 (9), was an ordinary liberal arts class, so the math scores of the students in the class were generally poor.
Their math teacher, Wu Zhongming, also teaches the science experimental class, Grade 2 (3). After seeing the excellent math results of the science experimental class, he felt very disappointed when he saw the poor math results of Wen Wenzhong and his classmates in the liberal arts class.
As a result, they are the most afraid of math class in the class.
In the morning math class, Wu Zhongming did not talk about the test paper of the last midterm exam, so he would most likely leave the test paper for the last class.
So when Wen Wen Zhong saw Wu Zhongming walking into the classroom with a test paper and a gloomy face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair that his life was over.
Wu Zhongming glanced around the classroom with an oppressive gaze, and said with a heavy face: "Your class's math results this time are very bad. How bad are they? The last math student in Class 3 scored one point higher than the first math student in your class."
"You all have the same teacher, so why are your grades so bad? Is it true that all of you are dumber than the students in Class 3?"
"I won't say anything more. You are all sixteen or seventeen years old. I was working when I was your age! Team leaders, come up and take your group's papers. Reflect on your results!"
Wen Wen Zhong's heart was pounding and a layer of sweat broke out on his back. He stretched his neck and stared eagerly at the team leader who was distributing the papers, feeling both anticipation and fear.
After an unknown amount of time, the team leader finally stood still at his seat and handed him the paper. The red 96 on the paper was particularly eye-catching.
Wen Wenzhong breathed a sigh of relief. The full score for math was 120, and 96 was pretty good. At least he didn't have to worry about getting scolded when he got home.
The team leader took out another paper and put it on the seat of his deskmate Chang Jingchen. The 70 points on it were also quite eye-catching. He then realized that Chang Jingchen was still sleeping!
Against the backdrop of the failing grade of 70 points, his statement that he was studying by closing his eyes and resting seemed even more ridiculous.
Wen Wenzhong snickered, then poked him and whispered, "It's time for class."
Chang Jingchen hummed through his nose without moving his eyelids.
"This is a math class, and the teacher is going to explain the problems."
Chang Jingchen then slowly opened his eyes and sat up lazily, "I understand... Thank you."
Wen Wen Zhong always felt that there was some reluctance in this thank you.
After handing out the papers, Wu Zhongming cleared his throat and began to explain the math paper.
"For the first question, you will know it at a glance. I don't need to explain it to you, right?" Wu Zhongming paused for a few seconds, then began to read out the answers in one breath: "For the second question, you will know the answer is C at a glance. You pass. For the third question, you will know the answer is B at a glance. You pass. For the fourth question, you pass..."
Wen Wenzhong sighed, having gotten used to this teacher's style of drawing. This person's catchphrase was: "I can understand this question at a glance, do I need to explain it?"
After Wu Zhongming had gone through seven multiple-choice questions in succession, a timid voice finally rang out in the classroom: "Teacher... I don't think I know the answer to this question..."
Wu Zhongming then sighed heavily and asked with a sad expression: "How can you not understand it?"
"...Teacher, please write the steps on the blackboard, and we will learn it after studying them."
So Wu Zhongming turned around and casually wrote a few simple steps on the blackboard, which made people suddenly enlightened. This is also the reason why Wu Zhongming despised them so much, but his classmates admired Wu Zhongming very much. No matter how much Wu Zhongming despised them, his math skills were indeed very good. It was said that there was no math problem he couldn't solve in high school.
Wu Zhongming explained the questions very quickly. Just after twenty minutes, he had finished explaining the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions and started explaining the application questions.
For application questions, he skipped the first few "easy points" because they were "easy to answer at a glance" and started to explain the last two big questions which were "quite interesting".
He was halfway through reading the stem of the word problem when he suddenly stopped. The chalk in his hand drew a beautiful parabola and fell directly on the top of a black head.
"Chang Jingchen, stand up!"
Wen Wenzhong realized that Chang Jingchen had closed his eyes again without knowing when! He supported his head with his hands and began to rest with his eyes closed!
Under Wu Zhongming's chalk attack, Chang Jingchen finally opened his eyes, ended his "eyes closed to rest", took out a piece of chalk from his hair, and stood up obediently.
"How many points did you get in the math test this time?"
"70 points."
"So did you get the last two word problems right?"
"No."
"You dare to sleep when you haven't done anything wrong?!"
"But I will do it."
Two voices sounded almost at the same time. Wu Zhongming opened his eyes wide and doubted his ears for a moment, "What did you say? Speak louder!"
Under Wen Wenzhong's incredulous gaze, his timid deskmate straightened his back and answered in a loud voice: "I said I would do it."
Wu Zhongming's face darkened. "Since you can do it, just write the answer on the blackboard!"
"Oh well."
Chang Jingchen lazily walked to the podium, as if he didn't need to think, and used the chalk that Wu Zhongming had just thrown at him to write lines of fluent and concise mathematical formulas on the blackboard.
Slowly, Wen Wen Zhong's eyes widened as he stared at the blackboard, and Wu Zhongming's dark face gradually became less scary.
Wen Wenzhong thought about the penultimate question for a long time before he could come up with a solution. However, he only answered the first and second questions correctly. He also lost a lot of points because he got the formula right but the value wrong. He didn't answer the third question at all! As for the last question, Wen Wenzhong only answered the first question! In addition to getting the two multiple-choice questions wrong, all his points were lost on the last two questions!
However, Chang Jingchen wrote down the answers to six questions in two big questions in one breath. The ideas and formulas he listed made Wen Wenzhong suddenly enlightened and applauded. It turned out that there was such a clever solution!
When Chang Jingchen wrote down the answer to the last question of the last big question, Wu Zhongming's eyes were full of surprise and suspicion, and his voice became much kinder: "Since you know how to do it, why did you get it wrong during the test?"
Then the boy, half of his body bathed in the sunset, turned around and gave a shocking answer that Wen Wenzhong would never forget: "It's not that I did it wrong, I just didn't write it." The boy casually threw the chalk head into the chalk box and replied calmly: "It's too simple, I can learn it at a glance, I'm too lazy to write it."
Wen Wenzhong: ...
Wu Zhongming: …
The whole class: ...
Wen Wenzhong thought that he would never forget Wu Zhongming's expression at this moment. He never expected that Wu Zhongming, who always looked down on others, would have such a stiff and dark expression now.
The boy walked down from the podium, sat down in his seat, and pulled out his math paper, seemingly looking at it seriously. Wen Wenzhong secretly glanced at him a few times, and then found speechlessly that Chang Jingchen looked at the paper for a few times and then closed his eyes again!
Wen Wenzhong: ...
Who exactly is this seemingly ordinary deskmate of his? !
In the virtual live broadcast room that Wen Wen Zhong could not see, countless barrages of comments were scrolling wildly.
[The mountain ghost said: Ahhhhh so handsome!! So handsome!!]
[Summon Meat~: He's just an ordinary cannon fodder, why did I find him so charming for a moment?! ]
[Qiu Shui Zhi Pan: Ahhhh, it feels so good to slap the host in the face!!!]
[System prompt: Anchor Chang Jingchen completed a face-slapping task and was awarded 100 points.]
[System prompt: Zangzhou gave a reward of 100 RMB to anchor Chang Jingchen]
[System prompt: Have you studied today? Give anchor Chang Jingchen 200RMB]
[System prompt: Mr. Mo gave anchor Chang Jingchen 100 RMB]
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On the third day after traveling through time, Le Jing finally met the heroine of the novel - Song Caiying.
At that time, Le Jing was taking a physical education class. After doing a few sets of radio gymnastics, the physical education teacher let them start free activities.
So several sports celebrities in their class had a fierce basketball game on the playground. The original owner was just an ordinary person and his athletic ability was naturally mediocre, so he was always an unknown spectator.
After declining the offer from his deskmate Wen Wenzhong to play badminton together, Le Jing prepared to go back to the classroom to do some homework to kill time. He had just bought a complete set of Wusan from the system store the day before, and there were still large areas of blanks waiting for him to fill in.
It is now the late 1980s, and educational resources are also in short supply due to the limitations of technological and economic development. High school students in later generations not only have a wide variety of supplementary teaching materials and question banks, but can also receive high-quality educational resources through the Internet. Rich students can also go to professional tutoring classes or hire famous teachers for one-on-one tutoring at home.
But high school students of this era are not so lucky. Although Chang Jingchen's Baicheng No. 1 High School is not good enough in the entire Hebei Province, it is also the top-ranked high school in their city. When Chang Jingchen was admitted to this high school, Xie's mother was so excited that she set off firecrackers.
Even in such a key middle school, high school students can only do very few high-quality papers. The papers they usually do are mostly made by the teachers in the school themselves - many teachers in the school are high school graduates, or technical secondary school graduates, and there are only a handful of college graduates. It is easy to imagine what the quality of the papers made by teachers with such academic qualifications is.
Although the school would spend a lot of money to buy internal examination papers from other famous schools in Hebei Province, the quality level was only inferior in Le Jing's eyes. After all, he had read a variety of examination papers such as the Wusan, Huanggang Secret Examination Papers, and the Golden Examination Papers, and had fully witnessed the ugly faces of five men, Wang Houxiong, Xue Jinxing, Rong Deji, Ren Zhihong, and Qu Yixian.
So after Le Jing got points for the first time, the first thing he did was to exchange it for a complete set of 53 and prepare to start practicing questions.
In Le Jing's opinion, the best solution to escape the tragic fate of the original owner is to study hard, get into a good university, and achieve a class leap. At that time, all the top relatives will be paper tigers.
The system excitedly howled in his mind: [Host! Detected that the heroine is coming downstairs, you will meet in five seconds! ]
Le Jing paused while climbing the stairs. He looked up and soon saw Song Caiying and another female classmate coming down the stairs.
Chang Jingchen is from Class 2 (9) of Senior High School, and Song Caiying is the class beauty of Class 2 (3) of Senior High School.
Song Caiying is very beautiful. Even when she is wearing a fat blue school uniform, she still looks as fresh as a dehydrated lotus. This makes the female classmates around her who could be considered pretty and charming look like ugly ducklings.
But this is not a reason for Le Jing to blush and his heart beat fast when he sees her.
Le Jing's brain was very clear, so he could clearly feel the temperature of his cheeks rising, his heartbeat speeding up, and inexplicable and complex emotions emerging in his heart, including excitement and joy, as well as timidity and bitterness.
Le Jing: ...
The system spoke in his mind without losing any time: [Host, I know you like the heroine very much, but the heroine belongs to the hero, and you can't separate them. So! Host, take a look at the girl next to the heroine. Although she is not as pretty as the heroine, her family is rich. If you succeed in capturing her, you can save thirty years of hard work! ]
[Mu Yunbing: ??? Is it so realistic? ]
[Yan Ran: ...Who doesn't want to be kept by a rich woman? QWQ I want it too! ]
[Math class representative: Host, don't listen to the system's bitch talk! Why do you want to pick up girls? Is math not fun or is there not enough work to do on the test paper?]
After a few days of adaptation, Le Jing was no longer so averse to this live broadcast room, because he found that he could get a lot of information from the barrage. So he did not block the barrage, but just minimized the barrage area to the bottom and occasionally replied.
Le Jing lowered his head and passed by the two people as if nothing had happened. He lowered his eyes and locked the cold light inside. He smiled and asked the audience: "So, my liking for the heroine is also due to the plot setting?"
[Both Amul and AD calcium taste good: ... Oops, after hearing what the host said, I suddenly felt so sad, as if my emotions were all programmed or something...]
[Matsuko: ??? Why is the person above so sincere? Isn't the anchor just a paper man created by a technology company based on the plot of a novel?]
[Hu Ya De Fa: No! The anchor is not a paper man, but a living person in a different dimension from us! There is no difference between him and us! ]
Then the comments quickly went off topic and started to debate whether Chang Jingchen was a real person.
Thanks to their discussion, Le Jing has a better understanding of the world setting he currently lives in.
In layman's terms, Qijiang Technology Company is like God, creating the world that Chang Jingchen lives in. The audience outside the live broadcast room is like other gods. Some of them recognize that the residents of the small world are "born as human beings", while others believe that they are just the product of a series of programs and are not human beings at all.
Le Jing's blushing heartbeat at Song Caiying just now was also due to the character setting. One of the character settings of Chang Jingchen, the cannon fodder, is that he has a crush on Song Caiying, so even though Chang Jingchen is dead, it is now Le Jing's consciousness that controls this body, and when he sees Song Caiying, his body will still show a series of reactions.
Oh.
Le Jing licked his lips, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but his smile became more gentle. He curiously asked the system: "No. 77, can I change the plot?"
[The host can change his own life storyline, but cannot change the main storyline of the hero and heroine. ]
'What if I changed?'
[The program, that is, the rules of the world will be revised. ]
'Then can I understand that if I don't save the heroine from the gangsters four days later, someone else will save her? '
【Yes. 】
Le Jing nodded, "I see." He smiled, his eyes drooped with a hint of darkness, and he whispered softly: "...So, that's it."
then.
During a break one day, the school bully Zhao Desheng somehow got into an argument with a stranger named Chang Jingchen. The noise of their argument attracted many classmates to hide in the classroom and spy on them.
Then, I don't know what Chang Jingchen whispered, Zhao Desheng was so angry that he punched him, but Chang Jingchen leaned against the corridor and narrowly avoided his punch. Zhao Desheng couldn't stop in time, and his fist grazed the flower pot on the wall of the corridor.
Le Jing lay on the wall and looked down, and saw that the flowerpot almost brushed past the corner of Song Caiying's clothes and fell to the ground. The fragments of the flowerpot and dirt were scattered all over the ground, and Song Caiying's leather shoes were splashed with dust.
Song Caiying, who was unharmed, stared at the broken flowerpot in shock, and then she let out a shrill scream.
Le Jing withdrew his gaze, curled his lips imperceptibly, and his black eyes were cold.
Is this the so-called heroine's halo?
Although he already knew that there was a 99.9% chance that the heroine would not be injured or die, he was still a little disappointed.
Sure enough, the plot is not that easy to change.
Le Jing turned around and said to Zhao Desheng righteously: "Classmate Zhao Desheng, please don't abuse violence in the future. Fortunately, classmate Song Caiying is fine this time, otherwise you will go to jail!"
He looked at Song Caiying, who was still in shock, downstairs with concern and grabbed Zhao Desheng's sleeve: "Come downstairs with me and apologize to Song Caiying!"
Zhao Desheng: Dirty words, dirty words, dirty words!
The author has something to say:
I randomly selected some reader IDs. If anyone wants to appear but didn't, please leave a message in this chapter to tell me, and I will arrange a scene for you in the next chapter (smoking a cigarette)
Please do not leave a comment if the children's boots have already appeared in the show. We will give priority to those who have not appeared in the show 23333
And the prototype of the math teacher in this chapter is my high school math teacher...
His catchphrase is: Do we need to explain this question? Isn’t it easy to understand after just one look? ? ?
Me: ...Teacher, I can’t understand this. I really can’t understand this_(:з」∠)_
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