Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

Ms. Ji discussed with him for a day, and when she sent the doctor away, her eyes obviously showed a little fatigue.

"Are the stars still resting?" Miss Ji now looks gentle and casual without her sharp temperament in the outside world. She asked in a low voice, looking a little depressed when she looked at the room on the second floor.

Father Ji responded and hugged her comfortingly.

The final decision was of course a compromise.

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Can't go abroad, the school has to be chosen in Jiangcheng.This was the only request that Ji's father and mother discussed after discussion - the university scores in Jiangcheng Province are not low. Ms. Ji asked Ji Zhuixing which college and major he wanted to take, so the contact person went to donate the building.It just so happened that University A was still applying for a new laboratory, and the supporting facilities could not afford tens of millions, and the Ji family did not lack this money, so they hit it off.

The number of places is a special way, it does not occupy the number of normal candidates, and it is reasonable to say that Ji Zhaxing is exempted from the college entrance examination, but Ji's father and Ji mother saw that the youngest son started to review, so they naturally supported him, and invited experienced teachers in various subjects Take turns tutoring.

Since Ji Zhaixing was born, he has never had such a heavy and boring schoolwork. Ji's father still thought that his son would not want to go to school one day, so he took him to collect wind... Unexpectedly, Ji Zhaixing really reviewed for three months in a row, and did not give up. Do not complain.

On the contrary, those private trainers praised him frequently, young master Ji is very smart, has a solid foundation, and has no weak points, so he must be named on the gold list.Father Ji was in a happy mood when he was praised, even though he knew that the other party praised him so politely because of his generous salary, he still felt sincerely proud and couldn't let go of the smile on his face.

Ji Zhaixing is expected to apply for the Chinese language major, which is a subject that he is more interested in and can allocate time more freely.Liberal arts is different from science, and it is difficult to improve grades in a short period of time, and Ji Zhaixing has never even touched textbooks before, which is why Ji's father thinks that the teachers are being polite-but in fact, Ji Zhaixing finished reading the textbooks , the content is almost remembered.

As if he had learned...a long time ago.

The review process was very fast, Ji Zhaixing's student status was hanging in Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, and he was only waiting for the week of the college entrance examination in half a month.

Logically speaking, there is no pressure in the college entrance examination to pick up the stars, and even the notification letter is ironclad.But probably because of the atmosphere, the private trainers invited to the house were a little nervous, and it was much rarer to arrange a few test papers. Ji's father and Ji mother watched Zai Zai review until midnight with the lights still on, and felt very distressed.

But Ji Zhaixing had his own ideas and couldn't persuade him, so he gave some tonic soup and medicinal food for improving eyesight every day.The whole Ji's house was very quiet, the cleaning servants made no noise, and they wanted to walk on tiptoes, for fear that some noise would disturb the young master's review.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, it was even more like a formidable enemy.

Ji Zhaixing was still the same as before. After completing the test papers, he rested and arrived at the examination room the next day. He took the oral test for a total of three days.

--ended.

The two young parents were even more nervous than Ji Zhaixing, and asked about grades without experience.

Ji Zhaixing said, "It's okay."

The two were relieved.

In fact, no matter what the exam looks like, Ji Zhaoxing's mood is the most important.

Ji's father wanted to take Ji Zhaixing to travel and relax, but he failed.Who told Ms. Ji to think more: after going to University A, those celestial masters can't protect Ji Zhaixing at all times.

She was afraid that her son's yin energy would run into evil, so she took him to the first-class Ye family, which is also well-known in the world of celestial masters, and begged for a genuine spiritual weapon from the owner to protect himself.

A small sword made of jade is very delicate, only half the size of a palm, and can be hung on the body as an accessory.

When it was sent out, those Ye family disciples felt extremely distressed, obviously a little dissatisfied with an ordinary person using a spiritual weapon for self-defense, which is too overkill.

But when he saw the young master of the Ji family, he was dazed for a moment, his snow-white skin was extremely eye-catching, standing there, he stood out abnormally, so beautiful that he seemed to be separated from the people around him in two worlds.

Just this look... It's not about guarding against ghosts, you have to guard against people first.

A celestial master thought sullenly.

On the day when the results were released, Young Master Ji was still having breakfast, stirring the porridge in a small bowl with a spoon.He has slender knuckles and beautiful hands.

Ji's father is a freelancer, and he pushed for a party with friends.Ms. Ji had also asked for leave early, and was absent-mindedly reading the newspaper she ordered.

At this time, the results have not been opened for inquiry, but it is not difficult for the people of the Ji family to know in advance.

Father Ji's phone rang first, and the default ringtones were abrupt in the quiet restaurant.Father Ji frowned slightly: "Who is it?"

But after seeing the call, his expression became visibly nervous.

On the other end of the phone, the reporter was even more excited than he was, with a high-pitched voice and some stuttering: "...Well, I'm sure, I checked it several times."

"Congratulations sir, really, 703, this is still a liberal arts subject." The man took a deep breath, his voice was both admiring and unbelievable, "Telling you this way, I think the provincial champion of liberal arts is stable."

Father Ji's mind was in a mess, he hung up the phone tremblingly, and let out a strange cry uncontrollably.

Ji Zhaixing: "?"

Ms. Ji: "..."

"Cub!" Ji's father tried to calm down, and said with full air, "From now on, I, I will be the father of the number one scholar!"

This time it was Ms. Ji's turn to have question marks all over her face.

Ji Zhaixing had already swallowed the last mouthful of porridge. He arranged the tableware, slightly bent his lips, and showed a really flattering smile: "That's better than I imagined."

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With a score of 703, Ms. Ji's mind was buzzing after listening to this score, until someone reported it to her again, and checked it again on the website of the Provincial Education Institute.After seeing the score, Ms. Ji couldn't help sobbing, feeling more proud than when she inherited the Ji family, hugged Ji Zhaixing and kissed: "Zai Zai is really amazing."

Ji Zhaixing was slightly stiff, a little unaccustomed to being so close.In the end, he sighed softly and wiped away tears for Ms. Ji.

"Well, mom taught well."

The boy said helplessly.

As predicted, 703 was indeed the number one student in the provincial college entrance examination, 23 points higher than the second place, which can be said to be very legendary.Although out of privacy considerations, the usual news interviews were postponed, Ji's father and Ji's mother also showed off.The original private teachers received a large sum of extremely generous bonuses, and even the teaching staff of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School were very confused-how could they pick up a top scorer in the college entrance examination for nothing, the achievements that fell from the sky ah.

It was also the first time that the Admissions Office of University A encountered such a situation.

As a double-first-class prestigious school, although there is no shortage of students, there are policy rewards for the province's top students in the college entrance examination, and the scholarships are very generous.Let's not talk about scholarships now... It's not easy to charge this "school choice fee".

This is too unreliable for the parents, and this result is still a special trick?Doesn't this squeeze the living space of other related households?

The senior executives of University A contacted Ms. Ji, which was considered a favor. The start-up funds of the laboratory were waived, but I just hoped that Young Master Ji could continue to apply for University A.

But Ms. Ji was really excited, and she knew that freshman students were basically forced to live on campus, so she generously changed the donated laboratory into a donated dormitory building to provide a good accommodation environment for freshmen of A University.

This time it's a genuine "donation", with the right to name it, and it can also be listed on the honorary school list.

Ji Zhaixing saw that his parents received a call late one day, but this time it was not about work, but about his score line.His eyes were full of brilliance, and Ji Zhuixing, who was listening to the beautiful words, fiddled with his black hair uncomfortably, his expression was still calm, but his earlobes were slightly red.

After the scores were issued, he began to fill in the application form. According to the score line of Ji Zhaixing, the majors of the colleges can be chosen at will. He did not change to the popular majors of A University because of this, and he still filled in Chinese language.

The admission notice came quickly, and was framed by Ji's father to take a photo and send it to Moments.

There are still more than two months before leaving school, as a reward, Ji Zhaixing followed his father to the island newly bought by Ji's family for vacation.It is located in the tropics, with a pleasant climate, a beautiful and clean white-sand beach, and a medical team is arranged in advance to be on duty, accompanied by bodyguards and Feng family-based celestial masters as usual.

The play was quite enjoyable, but Ji's father suddenly became interested and drew an oil painting for his son. When he was only halfway through the completion, he was forced to stop——

It's also Ji Zhaixing's carelessness.

After his consciousness was awakened, although he always knew that this body was weak, he had no specific concept, and he never fell ill during the months of preparing for the exam.

As a result, I just soaked in the sea water yesterday, blowing the warm wind, and developed a fever at night. The illness came on quickly and quickly, and Ji's father was so frightened that his face was pale and his body was covered in cold sweat, and he was filled with guilt.

He hurts like Ji Zhuixing's eyeballs, and he has been careless recently, so he didn't take good care of it.

The medical teams who were on duty were all dispatched, and those celestial masters came to see him once, and confirmed that Young Master Ji didn't touch something dirty, but was really weak and fell ill.Apart from burning a requiem talisman for the young master, there is no other way.

While he was ill, the young master's complexion was as pale as snow, and because of the high fever, he turned some abnormal blushes. It looked pitiful that he didn't have much strength.He frowned slightly, he was still awake, trying his best to suppress the cough in his throat, it made Ji's father feel even more distressed to watch the night with him beside him.

Ji Zhaixing took medicine and had injections, and felt a little drowsy.It's just that when I was half asleep and half awake, I saw my father by the side, and reached out to push him.

"Dad, you go to rest." His lips curved slightly habitually, his dark eyeballs seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his tone seemed distressed, "You are here, I can't sleep."

Ji's father quickly agreed, and told Ji Jiexing that he would wait outside the door.

Ji Zhuixing could not help laughing: "Are you going to lay the floor? Don't worry about it... If Dad is also sick, who will take care of me." It seems that because of his illness, Ji Jiexing's voice is softer than usual, as if he is acting like a baby.

Even Ji's father, who usually had a hard time rejecting him, couldn't even say "no" at this time, and went to rest with a gloomy and dignified face.

Ji Zhaxing was really not used to having someone by his side in bed, so the doctor only visited Young Master Ji at intervals, and his body temperature was always fed back to the monitoring room next door.

The medicine took effect, and Ji Jiexing fell asleep again.

The temperature in the ward dropped a bit, and the jade sword spiritual weapon worn by Ji Jiexing flickered slightly, and the white light emitted quickly fell silent, as if suppressed by something and dimmed.

Beside Ji Zhaixing's bed, a figure in a black robe appeared.

The man leaned over slightly, and saw the snow-white boy slumped in the bed, his crow's wing-like black eyelashes trembling slightly, he was not sleeping peacefully, and even looked a little pitiful.The original teasing thoughts suddenly sank, and the interest was lost.

He seemed to want to touch Ji Zhaixing, but stopped for some reason.

In the end, with only a little space between the boy's eyebrows, he recited the syntax formula.

The power of evil ghosts can only harm people and kill them. This is a technique that Feng Jieling learned when he was still a celestial master.

He originally thought that there would never be a day when the celestial master's spells would be used again.

"You owe me this time." Feng Jieling smiled generously and elegantly, his pupils were terribly dark, staring at the young man closely, and said in an inaudible voice, "I will ask for it back next time."