The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

The civilization of society still needs to progress——

It is definitely a serious mistake of the competition committee that the subject of e-sports is not included in the World Youth Olympic Knowledge Competition.

The result is a serious loss of talents like him.

Zhou Qi leaned against the window in the corridor, drinking water with emotion while thinking about how to make these three tasks a little more reliable.

The first is to pass Fu Mingzhi's exam.

Fu Mingzhi was number one in grade, and by the end of this book, he was still number one in grade. Passing Fu Mingzhi's exam was equal to becoming number one in grade.

But it's not hard—

Isn't it just the first grade in the exam?Isn't it just that the score of the college entrance examination is the city's top science student in Pingcheng?

Is it difficult?

Even though Zhou Qi entered the youth training team at the age of 15, his high school diploma was obtained through his family's connections, but he felt that people should have dreams.

His 15-year-old dream was to win the world championship, and he realized it at the age of 19.

The 19-year-old dream is to win the second world championship, but it has not yet come true.

But he can now change his dream to be the first in the grade.

Zhou Qi drooled, and made up his mind that he would go back to study the questions overnight.

He couldn't resist playing games all night two days ago. In this world of campus danmei, although he still has the same face as before, except for a little childishness, his left hand is intact. I get a little excited and start shaking.

He is healthy now, even if he changes to a game that requires hand speed to increase his hand speed to the fastest, he will still not shake.

It feels good.

But starting tonight, he must go back to do the questions at night until dawn.

Make an oath here.

After taking the oath, the get out of class bell rang.

Zhou Qi decided to go back to the classroom to catch up on sleep, recharge his batteries, and study the questions tonight.

This sleep from the end of the second class to the beginning of the fourth class, until I found that Zhou Qi didn't go to the office at all, and Zhang, the head teacher who didn't go to the playground to practice during the big break, rushed to the English class of the fourth class angrily. In class, Zhou Qi was dragged from the desk back to the office.

"Your back is straight! What a crooked look!" Before entering the office, head teacher Zhang slapped Zhou Qi on the spine.

The head teacher Zhang is a math teacher. There were not many people in the office in the fourth period. Zhou Qi scanned around and saw a male student standing in front of Zhang Feng's desk with his back to Zhou Qi. If you only look at the back, he looks quite tall. He is tall, his shirts and trousers are neat, and there are not even the folds that should be there. The white shirt is as clean as it was just issued by the school.

Head teacher Zhang sat down on the chair angrily, drinking tea to suppress the fire.

Zhou Qi followed, stood next to the male classmate, and glanced at the classmate who was present with him at the same time, maybe it was the little classmate who wanted to attract Zhang Feng's firepower with him——

A little familiar.

It seems to be in a class.

Zhou Qi has been here for less than three days, and he doesn't know anyone in the class.

The little classmate looks breezy and gentle, with slightly lowered eyes, a layer of light shadows falling from his eyelashes, a rare good-looking, but his demeanor is very distant.

But still a good student.

Zhou Qi thought to himself: Hey, I guess this kid is enough to share Zhang Feng's firepower with him. Good students are always praised when they are called to the office. A little more pleasing to the eye.

Head teacher Zhang finished drinking tea, and slapped the glass thermos cup used in summer on the desk: "Zhou Qi, I asked you to find me after the second class, are you ignoring it?!"

Zhou Qi replied truthfully: "No, I slept through it."

"How dare you say you've slept through!?" The head teacher Zhang was furious, "Don't you know how important the study tasks of the second year of high school are?! You spend all day at school either fighting and getting into trouble, sleeping in class, or playing games all night when you come home. , You..." Teacher Zhang lost his temper after saying a word, and patted the table again angrily, "Can you learn from Fu Mingzhi?!"

Zhou Qi pondered and said, "I will study hard in the future, Teacher Zhang."

What he said made head teacher Zhang stunned for a moment—Zhou Qi is notorious for not listening to management, so he wouldn't be able to argue with the school teachers, but if he doesn't get in, it's useless to say anything. I didn't expect that today Changed attitudes so quickly.

Regardless of the truth or the lies, the attitude was correct, Zhang's anger was reduced by half, and he snorted: "You promised to go to bed in class, and you slept all morning, you call it studying hard?"

"I stayed up all night a few days ago, I was sleepy," Zhou Qi said, "I couldn't help it, I won't play games all night from now on, I will study questions all night from now on."

When making promises to others, it shows the advantage of Zhou Qi's appearance.

Except for those classmates with big careers that he knelt and licked, Zhou Qi used to treat everyone with a look of high nostrils. His classmates looked down on him, the teacher looked down on him, and he would strike at the slightest disagreement. No matter how good he is, he is blind .

But if Zhou Qi restrained those annoying attitudes, stood here obediently and admitted his mistakes, as if rabies had been cured, people could not help but soften their hearts towards him.

Teacher Zhang's anger dropped by half again, and his tone became better: "You don't need to study the questions all night, you can listen to the class well and don't make fools all day long, it's better than anything else."

"Okay, I will definitely study hard," Mr. Zhang said what Zhou Qi should do, as if he had changed his past, he paused after speaking, and then asked, "I really want to study hard in the future. Teacher Zhang, what do you have? Do you have any tips for studying?"

Zhou Qi asked about study skills? ?

Is the sun rising in the west today?

Even if he was a good teacher to deal with him, he wouldn't be asking such a question, would he? ?

Zhang Feng was Zhou Qi's homeroom teacher in his freshman year of high school, and he knew all about Zhou Qi's virtues.

Even if Zhou Qi went to the temple to make a wish that he would study hard, Zhang Feng would at best believe this.

Head teacher Zhang took a sip of tea and asked doubtfully, "Zhou Qi, do you really want to study hard?"

"Yes," Zhou Qi nodded, "I just made up my mind today, and I made up my mind to pass Fu Mingzhi's exam."

As soon as the words were finished, Teacher Zhang glanced at the boy next to Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi was keenly aware of Zhang Feng's gaze, and also turned his head to glance at the little classmate next to him who had been using him as a background board to watch his bold words.

The little classmate's face was indifferent, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Cough," the head teacher Zhang coughed, his face sullen, and his eyes glanced between Zhou Qi and the teenager next to Zhou Qi, "Zhou Qi, if you want to study hard, you can ask Fu Mingzhi to help you, everyone It's a classmate. If you want to ensure that you don't disturb other people's study, I can transfer you to the first row to be at the same table with Fu Mingzhi..."

"It's good to put you in the first row," Mr. Zhang said seriously. "There are good classmates around you. Even if you want to make trouble, no one will take care of you."

Be at the same table with Wang Bagong?

Zhou Qi hadn't thought about coming over yet, and Zhang Feng looked at the little classmate beside him and asked, "Fu Mingzhi, would you like to sit at the same table with Zhou Qi?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fuck it.

what?

The little classmate is that bastard? ? ? ?

Then didn't he just say in front of Wang Bagong that he would pass the exam?

At the end of the day, he didn't pass the test. Doesn't that mean that there is no difference between the weight of his determination and farting?

Zhou Qi turned his head slowly and took a look at Wang Bagong.

Fu Mingzhi didn't show any emotion from the beginning to the end, he just said: "Yes."

That expressionless face has changed in Zhou Qi's eyes.

That is the contempt of the king.

"Okay," head teacher Zhang waved his hand to Zhou Qi as if chasing flies, "Fu Mingzhi also agrees, you can go back and pack your things and move to the empty seat next to Fu Mingzhi, go out."

Zhou Qi took a breath and said, "Okay."

Before leaving the office, Zhou Qi heard half of what Zhang Feng said to Fu Mingzhi: "Mingzhi, you will prepare the student speech for the flag-raising ceremony on Monday next week, and the theme is the new high school sophomore journey..."

Gee.

Call the first grader Ming Zhi, and call him Zhou Qi.

The world is real.

When I returned to the teacher, the English class was already halfway through, Zhou Qi listened to a few words and fell asleep on the table again.

There are a total of six science subjects, including Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry, and Chemistry. Among these six subjects, the only one that Zhou Qi doesn't need to work on is English.

He plays in the US server and has also participated in competitions in Europe and North America. He doesn't need to worry about reading, listening, and speaking.

The only thing that is not quite right is that the coverage rate of the high school essential vocabulary is not very high for his common vocabulary.

For example, he used fxxk and axxhole more when playing in the US server, instead of high school three thousand and five such as firework and assistance.

So I don't listen to English class.

But Zhou Qi had a neck pain from sleeping in the morning, so he couldn't fall asleep now.

He could only get up from the table, leaning against the back wall, took out a can of chewing gum from the drawer, threw it into his mouth, and opened the window beside him.

He is in the last row, and the treatment is good. There are four students in the last row. Each student is single-person, single-table, single-row, and there is no VIP treatment for the same table.

But in the afternoon, he had to move to the first row and part ways with the other three VIP users.

Go to be at the same table with the first grader.

Going to be at the same table with Wang Bagong was a complete accident. Zhou Qi actually didn’t really want to be at the same table with Wang Bagong—although people have dreams, he believes that as long as he has dreams, he will definitely be able to pass the test from more than 100 to more than 700 one day.

But in the process of realizing his dream, what if Fu Mingzhi solves the questions too quickly and endorses too quickly, and he suffers setbacks and becomes depressed?

Then he is not a blood loss?

Zhou Qi was thinking about these things, when he raised his eyes, he saw the little classmate who was talking to the head teacher in the office come back.

When Zhou Qi came in through the front door, the English teacher who was lecturing on the stage didn't even look at him. When Fu Mingzhi came in through the front door, the English teacher actually smiled at him.

The number one in the grade seemed to be the number one in the grade, and he sat back in his seat and began to attend the class in a serious manner.

Zhou Qi was bored and fell asleep again.

This time I fell asleep, and fell asleep until the end of get out of class. It took less than 10 minutes, but Zhou Qi had a dream. Maybe he subconsciously felt that it was too difficult to get the first grade in the grade, so he dreamed that he achieved the second place in the supporting role. Ambitious scene.

The second original sentence: Let Xu Wenwen go crazy for love for me.

So Zhou Qi dreamed of the mung bean shou, and he had never seen Xu Wenwen, so in the dream, Xu Wenwen was a thin, white, unknown body stuck on the railing of the roof, wearing high heels, and wearing a red scarf around his neck. The scarf, with her thighs across the railing, yelled at him in distress: "Don't come here, don't come here!"

He also cooperated, Zhou Qimeng woke up and still remembered his heart-piercing shout: "Don't jump off! I'll help you down!"

Xu Wenwen shook his head, the red scarf fluttering: "I'm looking for something, I lost it, I want to find it back!"

So he said eagerly: "What did you lose? I'll help you find it! Wenwen, I'll help you find it!"

Wenwen shouted: "I lost my thorn, I lost my love, Zhou Qi, I am a hedgehog who loves you!"

Then mung bean jumped off the rooftop in a daze.

Zhou Qi was so frightened that he woke up suddenly, with cold sweat on his back.

The get out of class was over, and the students were walking out of the classroom together. Zhou Qi sat in his seat in a daze, thinking: Xu Wenwen is so fucking crazy about love.

If this can come true one day, it would be better to let Xu Wenwen go crazy for him and let him go to the first place in the grade.

In addition, this dream is a bit familiar.

Like the episode of Yiping jumping into the river in "Deep Love and Rain".