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The whip is the first tool created by human beings that can exceed the speed of sound, because the energy is transmitted from the handle to the tail of the whip, and the thinner it gets, the faster it gets. When the whip is whipped at the end, it is a sonic boom at a very high speed.

Although the whip used by Shang Jia is also a prop borrowed from the crew, and it is a short whip, which requires too much initial speed for hitting the whip, but he is also a genuine Alpha. Just a cloud of illusory shadows.

No one saw how Xi Ye made his move.

Shang Jia tugged at the handle of the whip angrily, but failed to pull the whip back from Xi Ye's fingers. Angrily, he got up from the ground and shouted, "Are you sick? Wouldn't he say it when he was hit?"

Xi Ye glanced at Ji Yanli: "He may not really be able to speak."

Wen Yu explained from the side: "We are all watching, we can't hit him."

The fat man collapsed on the ground with sore limbs, turning into a "big" shape: "The fire is gone, I'm gone."

Ji Yanli hastily moved towards Xi Ye's direction: "It's nothing, I really didn't hit me."

"This is going to smash Ji Yanli's mouth." He Ziqi sighed.

"Oh, what you said made me think..." He Zilin was scared back by Xi Ye's gaze halfway through his speech, and changed his words, "But it's better not to happen, right. Everyone is a caring classmate."

Xi Ye glanced around, the whole person's air pressure was extremely low, like a solid black cloud, he stretched out his hand to lift Ji Yanli's chin: "I'll see for myself."

Ji Yanli's hands were still cuffed behind his back, so he could only let him hook his chin, feeling a little weird, and showed a comforting smile on his hand: "Look, are you okay?"

Xi Ye's fingertips brushed across his face, and there was only a very light pink mark on his fair cheek, as if it had been swept a little by accident, but the rest was indeed intact.

Xi Ye curled his lips into a smile, and the low air pressure dissipated instantly as if blown by a hurricane: "Senior's screaming is getting better and better, as if it's real."

The people around couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the moment they relaxed, they realized that their whole body was tense instinctively just now, and Xi Ye didn't even ooze a little bit of pheromone coercion.

Xi Ye let go of Ji Yanli, and before sitting back, when he passed by Shang Jia, he pressed Shang Jia's shoulder unintentionally, and his hand fell lightly, but it was an irresistible force that directly pushed him down: "Does your pheromone smell like caramel?"

Shang Jia sat on the ground with a bang, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sick!"

Throughout November, Ji Yanli was studying in the dark. During the day, he frantically seized all the time to catch up with his homework. A round of review was like urging him to catch up with the progress. The papers were handed out like snowflakes. Almost every class had class representatives holding homework In the classroom, even the Qilin Gemini, who talk nonsense, will occasionally bury their heads in studying hard.

Before starting a part-time job, the quarter speech ceremony will memorize a few pages of advanced mathematics content first, then choose a few short sample questions, and then take photos while making milk tea while thinking about the content of those pages in your mind. The best effect is to finish the work overnight , he can read the knowledge points of the small half chapter.

I got home at eleven o'clock and continued to rush homework crazily. I wrote until one o'clock in the morning and then read advanced mathematics and big books. Sometimes I went to bed at two o'clock in the morning, and sometimes I was delayed until three o'clock in the morning. I had to get up at six o'clock in the morning to get something to eat Yes, Zai Ji Yihe goes to school.Part of the lunch break is contributed to the student union, and the other part is still working on the questions.

There are three or four rehearsals a week, and it is still necessary to go to the hospital for two days on weekends.

Even the fat man began to look at him worriedly: "Lili, have you lost weight again, and your dark circles are so heavy, like a giant panda out of shape."

Ji Yanli said weakly: "Can you have some good words to describe me?"

"Stop writing," the fat man snatched his pen, "Take advantage of the big class break and get some sleep, and I'll call you again after class."

"No, no, no, no, I don't want to write now, so I have to write in the early morning." Ji Yanli held on to the pen tightly, and stubbornly chose an "A" during the fight, "Don't make trouble, I can still learn."

The mid-term exam in mid-November was approaching in a blink of an eye. Ji Yanli fell asleep in the middle of writing the Chinese paper. It was Jiang Qifeng who woke him up with a ball of paper and gave him a stern look. Ji Yanli was dizzy under the supervision of the chairman. I got up and continued to write, but in the end I still kept the first place in the grade with a slight difference of three points.

Qilin Gemini took the opportunity to laugh at Fu Shixin again, saying that he would persist in the title of "Second of Ten Thousand Years" until graduation.

Fu Shixin was originally complacent because the gap with Ji Yanli had narrowed, but when he heard this, his expression suddenly became gloomy.

Because of his lameness, he seldom went out between classes, and he didn't even want to limp to the bathroom in full view. He just piled the books on the table higher and higher, and buried his head in it like a barrier.

More important than the midterm exam is the recommended written exam at the end of November. Fu Shixin's dark circles similar to Ji Yanli's were basically caused by staying up all night. Half of the books on his desk were super-class competition questions.

He Ziqi: "I bet you will recommend Qingzhu!"

He Zilin: "I bet you will recommend the papers!"

He Ziqi: "Anyway, one of the two of us must be able to make money!"

"In case you don't pass the exam, don't put all your eggs in one basket," Ji Yanli scribbled the process of answering the questions without raising his head, thinking of the eyes that Lao Fei had given him high hopes before each class, and the repeated words He found the earnest look in the office and said that he really could not do the Chinese homework, and felt the pressure he had never felt before, "Maybe my basket is leaking."

He Ziqi: "Laugh! There's nothing you're not good at!"

He Zilin: "Both of us trust you! You are the steel basket!"

The fat man waved his hands angrily, as if chasing flies away: "Say a few words, both of you."

Xi Ye also found that he was not in good condition, he seemed to be floating when he walked, and asked him a few times what was going on recently, and sent him a lot of little white dog emoticons on WeChat.

Every emoticon pack is very cute. Sometimes the little white dog wags his tail wildly at people with his chin resting on the sofa, sometimes he turns around and bites his tail, sometimes he lies on his feet and rolls his belly for petting, and sometimes A fluffy little head "appeared suddenly" out of the cardboard box, sometimes it was hugged and whimpered and acted like a baby, and sometimes it "attacked with a big face" with a small black nose at the camera.

Ji Yanli watched too much, and suddenly remembered that this little white dog occupying all of Xi Ye's emojis was the same one, his family's teacup dog "Baby".

Every time Xi Ye asked, Ji Yanli said nothing happened.

After talking too much, Xi Ye stopped asking, as if he was vaguely sullen, and didn't even come to see him rehearse.

The written test was held in the Auditorium of Thousands of People, but in fact, the people present were almost familiar with each other... They were all regular guests of the first test room, just like another big test.

Ji Yanli saw Fu Shixin. His head portrait hadn't been washed for half a month. It was greasy and formed into plates. He covered his eyes half-length and not short. In the last half-hour, he was still madly doing quizzes with his book, and he didn't care about performing that set of "" I never learn" rhetoric.

He also saw the chairman, as if he had a winning ticket, he strode towards him with his head held high, smiling as if he was here to receive the award instead of answering the questions: "Yan Li, do you think about whether to go to the paper or the paper?" Is it green bamboo?"

Ji Yanli: "I've figured out where to move bricks if I don't pass the exam."

"Hey, you always lack confidence," Jiang Qifeng shook his head, "You should believe in yourself just like I believe in you."

Ji Yanli sincerely said that if you believe in me so much, now I should transform into a magical boy and use magic to finish the test paper. After all, he has no doubt that Jiang Qifeng believes that Ji Yanli is a genius, just as he believes that he is a genius... A man who does great things.

Although Jiang Qifeng's ambition is in the stars and the sea, Ji Yanli only wants to support his family in his heart.

A three-hour exam, at the end of the exam, Ji Yanli had already forgotten the time, until the bell suddenly rang in the silent classroom, everyone shivered in unison, and then the invigilator quickly moved like a ruthless robot. Roll from front to back.

The two-leaf auditorium door was slowly opened left and right, and the dazzling light from the outside suddenly flooded into the line of sight, illuminating the ground full of white light.Outside the auditorium, there were a lot of melon-eating people who dared not take the exam but dared to watch the excitement, and their dark heads were whispering among each other.

Ji Yanli had to squint his eyes, and at that moment he seemed to see Xi Ye's face, anxiously watching the auditorium among the crowd, but after adapting to the light, Ji Yanli glanced around but did not see him.

Ji Yihe threw himself into his arms precisely, looked up at his expression nervously: "How is it? Brother? Did you write it? Didn't you write it?"

"It's written." It seemed that the heavy burden was suddenly blown away by the wind, and I felt refreshed after a long absence. The fresh air passed through my body, taking away the thin sweat from the exam.

Ji Yanli couldn't help smiling, and at that moment, he suddenly wanted to say this sentence to his father's spirit in heaven.

——"It's all written."

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