Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

"I finally remembered why the name Ji Zhaixing is so familiar." Jin Shaoxue muttered to himself, "The number one scholar in this province, with a score of 703?"

Ji Zhaixing just ended the call with Ji's father in his hand, and said "huh".

Sang Jue seems to be less busy recently, and often goes back to the dormitory to rest. Hearing this sentence, he looked at Ji Zhuixing in envy and surprise.

Now the celestial master industry is also under great competition pressure, and I have begun to look at degree certificates.He is also an A-university student who is desperately studying, and he is the light of their Sang family-so Sang Jue especially admires those who study well, and his eyes have changed at this time.

Ji Zhaoxing didn't pay much attention.

He packed his textbooks and was about to go out.

Several people have different majors, but only Ji Zhaixing has classes in the morning.Jin Shaoxue was eager to take the Chinese language class, but when he saw that Fu Chuanqiong looked thoughtful, he didn't speak again.

Ji Zhaixing passed the living room, and took out the cardboard box beside him and threw it away.

It was left over when I delivered water to my roommate earlier, and he bought a box of soda water as a spare.Later, the water could not be delivered, so they simply put it in the living room for others to take. Unexpectedly, it was empty in one day.

a little fast.

Ji Zhuixing thought, could it be that they particularly prefer this brand of soda?

I'll have another box delivered tonight.

In the first class of freshmen majoring in Chinese language, the head instructor had the foresight to forbid students from other classes to skip the class first.

In fact, in the past, according to the practice of University A, not only did it not prevent students from skipping classes, but it also welcomed students to develop in an all-round way.But who knows that the Chinese language has a signboard like Ji Zhaixing, the young man looks so good, I am afraid that the ones who come later are not trying to develop in a balanced way, but that the ulterior motives are not drinking.

Even Ji Zhaixing sitting in the classroom attracted people to visit him frequently.

He was sitting very densely around him, but the two nearest seats on the left and right were empty.

The teacher who summarizes the language in this section is a woman in her early forties. She is very strict in teaching on weekdays and cannot tolerate such behavior of students distracted in public.But at this time, her mind had reached a subtle overlap with those ignorant boys and girls, and she actually understood their distraction.

Ji Zhaixing lowered his eyes slightly to take notes, his knuckles were thin, his eyelashes were slightly drawn, and he looked like a very well-behaved student.

"Students, move one row back." The teacher said suddenly.

Then he pointed out Ji Zhaixing's name accurately: "Student Ji Zhaixing, you sit in the first row."

Rusha's pen stopped, and Ji Zhaixing raised his head slightly, showing a little puzzled expression.But he didn't say anything, picked up the textbook and changed his position.

In the first row, alone.

The boy was so obedient that he seemed a little innocent.The teacher couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

She tapped on the blackboard and said, "Everyone pay attention to the class, and don't affect other students."

Those eyes that were vaguely glued to the young man's beautiful butterfly bones finally came back.

There are few boys majoring in Chinese language, and among a group of students who have just finished military training, Pian Jizhaixing's complexion is so fair and fair, and he is so good-looking that the teacher always likes to point him to answer questions.

His high score is worthy of the name. Almost every time Ji Zhaixing answers, the teacher can show a satisfied look, even the other students listen very seriously—and thinking in his heart, Ji Zhaixing's skills are really good .

Especially ancient book appreciation.

So a week later, Ji Zhaixing was elected as the squad leader by almost all votes, even though he didn't run for the squad leader election.

Being caught off guard and forced to take office almost made Ji Zhuixing think that his memory was confused... At this time, another elected deputy squad leader had already walked over with his head bowed.

The girl looks sweet, with two lovely dimples on her flushed cheeks.She put the phone on the table and gently pushed it over, revealing a little bit of her beautiful nails.

"Student Ji, let's add a WeChat, so we can get in touch with the class group in the future."

"Okay." Ji Zhuixing didn't hesitate much, and added friends first.

In the classroom, the lights flickered, and invisible things were watching.