I really don't want to lie down and win

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Mmmmmmm!

Still a good day!

Bringing his ID, tools, simple and unrefined clothes, and a pair of limited-edition AJs, Xu Mang was ready to go out. He was going to drive his precious car to the college entrance examination.

just went out,

A voice came back to Xu Mang's mind, did you bring your admission ticket?

touched the pocket,

Bring it!

Feeling a little uneasy, Xu Mang ran home, took a very strong rope, tied the admission ticket, and hung it directly around his neck. Together!

"Why are you here now?"

Arriving at the entrance of Yang Xiaoman's community, the violent airport opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, gave Xu Mang a look, and said, "You're a full minute late, leave now, or you'll be stuck in traffic."

"Ah."

Because it was a special period for the college entrance examination, the traffic flow in the city was relatively reasonable. Xu Mang had the vehicle certificate of the examinee's parents, so he could run around the city unscrupulously. This year, he was not only competing for money, but also for the certificate.

A simple certificate can destroy a family, and a simple certificate can bring a person back to life. In short... this is a world where no certificate is not a person.

They found a parking lot near the examination room, and then the two went to the breakfast shop.

"let me tell you..."

"The darker the oil for deep-fried dough sticks, the better, and it's better to be like asphalt." Xu Mang gave Yang Xiaoman a popular science opinion about fried dough sticks: "Why... because there are too many deep-fried dough sticks, but don't think it's unhealthy, it's really Not healthy, however...”

"Only with this kind of oil, the deep-fried dough sticks are delicious and crispy, which is the best!" Xu Mang said with a smile, "Boss, three fried dough sticks."

"okay!"

Yang Xiaoman looked at the surrounding environment, and couldn't look directly at it. Can the food made out be edible?

"what did you eat?"

"No!" Yang Xiaoman shook his head hastily: "By the way, can this be eaten?"

"Please remove the word '?, I used to live on it when I was young." Xu Mang said helplessly, "It's really delicious, no kidding!"

"cut!"

"The exam won't kill you later!" Yang Xiaoman rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Come with me to McDonald's."

After getting the fritters, Xu Mang took one bite at a time, and accompanied Yang Xiaoman to McDonald's.

good guy...

That is called a sea of people.

After finally buying hamburgers, soy milk, and two hash browns, Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman sat outside the store, eating breakfast while watching other students line up.

"I am A2."

"I'm B7."

The two of them were not in the same teaching building. Afterwards, Yang Xiaoman gave Xu Mang an ideological education. The college entrance examination is very sacred, so don't make trouble.

...

Nine in the morning,

The city's senior high school students began to formally take the college entrance examination.

The word college entrance examination was a kind of torture for them, and they had been tortured for three years. However, from the moment they wrote down the admission number, everyone was calmer and calmer than before.

Xu Mang,

Not only was he calm and composed, he was even a little sleepy at this moment.

"what"

Whoops...

No, this occasion...is too familiar!

Touch the scenery to sleep!

Xu Mang gave a hutch.

Looking around, the students around me are writing hard, that kind of earnestness... However, earnestness is also divided into levels. For example, the buddy on the right of me is a school bully. A trace of calmness, this is the momentum only a general has.

The buddy on my left has a little anxiety in his earnestness. You can tell without guessing that he is a student, and he may not be confident enough in his answer.

and also,

That is a scumbag, seemingly serious, but in fact it is free and easy, because it is all pretended.

The vicissitudes of life can be seen at a glance.

at this time,

Two invigilators looked at Xu Mang with bewildered expressions on their faces.

"..."

Who is he?

Why is he playing hutch?

How could he be so calm at this moment?

Invigilator A waved at invigilator B, and whispered softly, "Who is he?"

"I do not know!"

"It looks familiar... this cheap look, like... that crazy genius in No. [-] Middle School?"