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Chapter 170 It's Difficult to Heal
All the people present were stunned. Many thought that the matter had been finished. Wang Yunheng would get this precious opportunity without any suspense. He was just passing by with soy sauce. It wasn't Wang Yunheng. The surprise in my heart was no less than the feeling when I heard that a comet was about to hit the earth.

Wang Yunheng glanced at the people around him, suddenly felt very hurt, and almost burst into tears on the spot. He blushed, stared angrily at the old man with high numbers, and said word by word: "What I want is justice. !"

This kind of people who put a lot of effort into studying often have such a habit, they are not very understanding of the world, they admit death, they are serious, and they insist on asking for an explanation.

However, most of his classmates are more sympathetic to his behavior. After all, he is a powerful faction.

The old man with high mathematics smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.The quota was determined by the above, and it was not up to him to decide. It would be a waste of time to ask him for an explanation.But he is also the kind of old-fashioned and pedantic type who studies the doctrine of the mean all day long and pays attention to peace.

"Student Wang Yunheng, you are only a freshman now, and you will have opportunities in the future. The leaders above have such an arrangement, so naturally they have their own ideas." He comforted softly: "Obey the arrangement of the leaders, and you will have opportunities in the future."

At this time, the lucky one who was selected seemed not at all interested in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and was even a little bit afraid of it: "Teacher, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the near future. You are..."

Not only the old man with a high degree of mathematics, but everyone in the audience almost stumbled: Damn, what a rare opportunity, no matter how many people who study books all day long can't ask for it, the only place in a school is given to you, You still look unhappy?Suffered a great grievance?

"Han Qiu, don't be hypocritical, I can't take it anymore!" Wang Yunheng suddenly stood up, pointed at Han Qiu and said, "I want to have a dignified PK with you!"

"PK, can't it be?" Han Qiu looked at Wang Yunheng with a smile on his face. His bony body looked like he hadn't eaten for a few days. He might be blown down by a gust of wind. He was going to PK with his brother, the main force of the school's basketball team. Isn't it too humorous?
Brother doesn't like violence. Brother is a peaceful person who pays attention to convincing others with virtue.

Others also looked at Wang Yunheng's body, thinking that his request was too talented.Wang Yunheng was dizzy from the eyes of the crowd, and only then did he realize that he had made a mistake.

"I'm not fighting with you! That kind of indiscriminate means is boring!" Wang Yunheng solemnly issued a gauntlet: "I ask the teacher to make a proposition. Let's have a fair math competition. Do you dare to fight?"

In his memory, Han Qiu was someone who would never attend class, and kept asking him for answers to the final exam last semester. How could such a person replace his own qualifications and represent the school?Although he had the right idea about the difficult problem in the public class last time, it was just a problem after all, maybe a blind cat might meet a dead mouse!
Besides, even if he is really improving rapidly, I will not be afraid to fight him!
The senior high school old man was stunned on the spot. He really didn't expect that a well-behaved student like Wang Yunheng would have such a violent reaction when he burst into anger.It seems that the arrogance in this kid's heart is not small.

what to do?Are they really allowed to PK?There should be no suspense about the result. If Han Qiu loses, how will he explain it to his superiors?
"It's not good." The old man with a high degree of mathematics accosted and said, "Students should be harmonious and not fight. You are still young, think about when we were studying..."

Wang Yunheng directly interrupted the high-study old man's recollection of bitterness and sweetness, pointed to Han Qiu's nose and said, "Whether you dare to compare, it's up to you?"

Before Han Qiu could make a statement, the crowd watching the excitement began to yell:
"Having a man with heatstroke and Wang Yunheng compare maths? It's like asking *** to speak Chinese to me. Isn't that nonsense?"

"But it's not like the man with heat stroke has no chance at all. Do you remember the last time? That question?"

"One question doesn't explain the problem. Maybe it was a sudden enlightenment at the time, or maybe it was just blindness. But Wang Yunheng's grades are so stable!"

"That's right. I don't have any doubts if you say that the heatstroke man competes with others in basketball. But if you ask him to compare his grades with others, that would be an exaggeration. His high math score at the end of last semester was 61 points!"

"Let's take a gamble to see if the man with heat stroke dares to fight? I bet he won't!"

"I think so too. This is different from basketball. This kind of mental activity can't be done, and it can't be compensated at all!"

In the end, all eyes were on Han Qiu, to see if he dared to accept this challenge?

Han Qiu didn't like being pointed at his nose very much. If it was someone else, maybe it would have fallen out, but Wang Yunheng was really malnourished, and he felt like he was living in the dire straits of the old society.You can't get angry with such a person, just in case something happens by mistake...

Han Qiu sighed, squeezed his hands, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay, I agree to your challenge."

He also thought about it, he actually didn't want to participate in this kind of competition at all, because his real strength... he would definitely be at the bottom when the time came, and it would be too embarrassing to hand in a blank paper!

This is a good way, borrowing the slope to get off the donkey.Moreover, he didn't want to argue with Wang Yunheng about this kind of short-term, this person is too roundabout and meaningless.If he fights with him, doesn't it seem that he has reached that state?
Reading is a good thing, but books are always just a tool to help people solve problems.If you read so obsessively that you only have books left in your mind, the loss outweighs the gain.The current duck-feeding education in our country has produced batch after batch of such people with extremely abnormal scores, but when it comes to society, only abnormal people are left...

"Okay, since you have accepted the challenge, let's have a fair competition next weekend. Everyone present, please testify together!" Wang Yunheng's eyes looked very proud, he had absolute confidence in himself, Glancing at Han Qiu, he walked out of the classroom on his own, ignoring the old man's call...

Compared with Wang Yunheng's ambition, Han Qiu's attitude towards this matter can be summed up in four words: no feeling!
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he leisurely stepped out of the classroom and returned to the dormitory.

Chrysanthemum Pig has come back now, and it seems that he has been waiting for Han Qiu for a long time.

"Master, the situation is not good!" The chrysanthemum pig hurriedly reported today's harvest as soon as it saw Han Qiu.

"Is Zhong Yiyi sober now?"

"I'm sober from the wine, but I hate you, I'm gnashing my teeth!" Chrysanthemum Pig's brow was covered with sweat: "She was playing darts in the dormitory, and she hung a picture on the dartboard, so I don't need to tell you Whose avatar are you..."

Han Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Forget it, take this matter slowly, don't be in a hurry, you'd better go to Murong's house to deliver the letter first." After finishing speaking, he wrote a letter with a pen, thinking about today's event, he still feels The very humorous and ridiculous things were recorded, tied to the tail of the chrysanthemum pig, and let it be sent...

After two hours, the chrysanthemum pig came back with a little frightened eyes:

"Master, it's not good, there seems to be a serious problem with the beauty's legs!"

Shit, is it a recurrence of an old disease?I climbed over the wall yesterday, I must have accidentally hung it somewhere, causing an old injury!
"Then did she go to the hospital?" Han Qiu asked nervously.

"No, she is still holding on, staying alone in the room to read your letter, and not letting others know."

"Shit, why didn't you inform her family?"

The chrysanthemum pig wagged its tail and muttered, "What if my image is caught and eaten? I am a divine beast! A divine beast must know how to protect itself!"

wipe!Divine beast?At most it is a chrysanthemum!
Han Qiu thought about it for a while. Murong Wei must not be allowed to hide his illness and endure the torment of the illness alone.This kind of disease must not be delayed, it might end up being disabled!

No, I have to notify her family immediately!
Han Qiu quickly called Murong Tian and told him to take his sister to the hospital immediately, and he would be there soon!

Murong Tian was so frightened that he hurriedly complied.Han Qiu hung up the phone, hurried out of the school gate and stopped a taxi to rush to the hospital...

When she arrived at the hospital, Murong Wei had undergone simple treatment and was arranged to live in the ward.

She was lying quietly on the bed, her face was full of apology and uneasiness; Murong Tian was sitting aside sweating profusely, seeing Han Qiu coming, he rushed up to meet him.

"What's the matter? Is it important?" Han Qiu asked impatiently before he could sit down.

"No big problem, don't worry." Murong Wei said softly, her tone was still a little eager, as if she was afraid that Han Qiu would not believe her words.

"What's the problem?" Murong Tian hurriedly said: "The doctor said, you have triggered an old injury this time, it's an injury that adds to the injury, and it's hard to heal."

"What? It's hard to recover?" Han Qiu's eyes widened. He couldn't imagine how Murong Wei was in a wheelchair with a cane. How could such a beautiful fairy...

It's all her own fault!If she hadn't climbed over the wall to watch her game, it wouldn't be like this!

Damn it!
Han Qiu depressedly hit his forehead with his fist.

"Han Qiu, don't be like this..." Murong Wei had tears in the corners of her eyes: "You are like this... I feel... uncomfortable."

When Han Qiu heard this, he beat his chest with self-blame!

"Okay, don't be so sad, okay? It's not easy to recover, but it doesn't affect normal walking, but you can't exercise or get tired." Murong Tian sighed: "This is also a misfortune. Fortunately, but don't get hurt again in the future, otherwise, maybe you will be permanently disabled!"

Shit, this little guy, half-talking, isn't that worrying for nothing?

Murong Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but Han Qiu still felt depressed: not being able to exercise and not being tired, for Murong Wei, I am afraid that it is also very difficult.Although her expression was very relaxed, she couldn't hide it from herself...

If there is a chance, I must find a way to completely heal Murong Wei's foot injury, no matter what the price is!
"Weiwei, are you okay?" A voice came from outside the door...

(End of this chapter)