Urban God-level Selection System

Zhao Hai got up and said nothing.

Carambola is really angry.

"Look at you two. Since sitting together, nothing good has happened, and the results have been sluggish."

"You will change seats today!"

Carambola glanced around in the class, and finally said to Zhang Wanlin: "You and Hu Ke will change and sit next to Ye Xiaoxue."

Ye Xiaoxue and Hu Ke both had good grades and were more disciplined, so they came to urge them.

"Hu Ke, Ye Xiaoxue, you will strictly supervise the study of the two from now on."

"If their grades do not improve, you are also responsible."

Ye Xiaoxue is in the front row of Ning Mengjie. As long as she sits next to her, isn't Ning Mengjie behind?

It's a blessing in disguise.

For the first time, Zhang Wanlin was so active in moving his seat, he even wanted to hum a little bit.

Zhao Haidao: "Hey, Boss Zhang Wanlin, this move is not for you to move the table over."

Zhang Wanlin realized that after he had finished moving the textbook, he moved the table with a thought.

The whole class laughed.

Lu Shuai said: "Teacher, I also want to change seats! It's all bad grades, why do you only change two of them?"

He wanted to change to Ning Mengjie's side.

Carambola said: "Can you improve your grades if you change?"

Lu Shuai was confident in everything, except that he had no confidence in his own performance at all.

He would rather believe that this afternoon is the end of the world, and would not believe that his results will improve by leaps and bounds.

"Uh, no."

"Since there isn't, let's just sit there."

It was the first time that Pingsheng sat in front of Ning Mengjie, and when he looked back, he could see her, Zhang Wanlin was so excited.

The tables must be clean, as are the chairs.

Wipe and wipe.

Can't let her see any flaws.

Ye Xiaoxue frowned and grabbed him: "It's strange that your scratches can be wiped off!"

Zhang Wanlin really forgot. One of his enemies, Ye Xiaoxue, was sitting next to him.

Since elementary school, their fate has always appeared so inadvertently, such as this time... "Xiaoxue, since I'm sitting here, we have to make three chapters."

Zhang Wanlin said: "First, you can't pull people, and second, you can't hit people with your fists.

Also, if you do your business, don't care about me.

Our well water does not violate the river water. "

"If you want to, sign and detain, we can also sign a non-aggression treaty."

Ye Xiaoxue grabbed his ears, "What are you talking about?

In the future, I will help you with your homework, so why don't I care about you! "

"They are all equivalent to your master.

The so-called one day is the teacher, the whole life is the father.

Should I call your son? "

The two are fighting.

After the lecture, the starfruit patted the table and warned: "Ye Xiaoxue, Zhang Wanlin!"

The two of them sat up.

"I hope you can listen to it well in class.

Also, Ye Xiaoxue, I left Zhang Wanlin to you, but I didn't make you play around like him, you know? "

In this way, Zhang Wanlin settled next to Ye Xiaoxue, in front of Ning Mengjie's seat.

On the right is hell, and behind is heaven.

Ye Xiaoxue really took the role of tutoring homework and strictly controlled Zhang Wanlin.

After class, Ye Xiaoxue raised her legs and asked Zhang Wanlin to recite the text "Chen Si Biao", and said: "This time I will definitely take the test, so I must memorize it well."

Zhang Wanlin has memorized this text, but he is very unfamiliar.

Memorize a sentence and miss two or three sentences.

The whole memorization, crooked melons and dates, the scene of the car accident.

Zhang Wanlin picked up.

"Chen's secret statement:'The minister provoked with danger, and he was killed by Min.

The child was born in June..." Suddenly, after a long time of brewing, he said: "I forgot. "

Ye Xiaoxue reminded him, "Continue to recite."

Back up again.

Ye Xiaoxue asked him to recite from time to time, saying that this was wrong, and that was also wrong.

God, the punctuation is wrong too! "..." Zhang Wanlin finally couldn't bear it, put down the textbook with a snap, and said with a serious face: "I won't memorize it!"

"Why, do you want to learn from Liu Bang's uprising and fail to rebel?"

Ye Xiaoxue started rolling up her sleeves, showing her white arms.

Can Zhang Wanlin beat Ye Xiaoxue?

The answer is really overwhelming.

Ye Xiaoxue's father is a Sanda lover and taught her to practice boxing since she was a child.

At the age of five or six, he can use his jabs and inch punches freely, and he is proficient.

After Zhang Wanlin was suppressed that time, he thought that he would never be her opponent for the rest of his life.

What's more, what kind of taekwondo has been reported now, and what youth championships have been won. In short, in front of Ye Xiaoxue, Zhang Wanlin is a scum, a living sandbag, and a pure hand.

What's even more annoying is that even if you can't beat others, your performance is not as good as others.

It's not that Ye Xiaoxue's grades are so good, but that his grades are really too low.

"and many more!"

Zhang Wanlin hurriedly said: "The so-called mouth but not hands, I now order you, you put your hands down for me."

"I just said, let's make a bet."

Ye Xiaoxue finally put her hands down, "Okay, you say."

"We will block the results this afternoon.

If I am higher than you, you will not be in charge of me in the future, but I will be in charge of you, and you will do what I tell you to do.

On the contrary, if I am inferior to you, at your disposal, you can let me jump into the fire pit. "

"you sure?"

Ye Xiaoxue asked incredulously.

You must know that Zhang Wanlin's average score in Chinese is only about 50, while Ye Xiaoxue's score is hovering around 130.

Isn't it the same as a live fight? Isn't it done properly?

"Of course I'm sure, how about it, do you agree?"

I don't know where Zhang Wanlin's courage came from, and he dared to challenge so blatantly and blatantly.

"Yes!"

Ye Xiaoxue said: "Zhang Wanlin, if I win, I remember you still have some **** fighting figures in your house.

I want it all. "

"Also, I haven't finished it yet, can you look better?

You have to accompany me to the boxing club.

To be honest, I am tired of them, but you are quite fresh! "

"..." Zhang Wanlin wondered if his bull was blowing up?

If you don't succeed, you can only become benevolent.

The reason why Zhang Wanlin dared to bet so bold was nothing more than because he could exchange it.

The date on Saturday earned him 15 points.

As long as there are enough points, almost anything can be redeemed.

During the noon break, Zhang Wanlin was alone in the classroom flipping his mobile phone.

You don't have to turn many pages to see the A-level literary talent, which requires 10 points.

Isn't literary talent related to language? A-level painting can reach that level, so literary talent will naturally not be too low.

exchange! "The exchange was successful.

Now your literary talent has reached A level. "

The surging knowledge surged in and surged in his mind.

All the textbooks from elementary school to university appeared in his mind, and his memory was still fresh.

There are also writing skills, article writing and so on.

It can be said that it covers all the current literary knowledge.

This level is probably several levels higher than that of the class teacher who teaches Chinese.

Just as Zhang Wanlin felt the storm in his mind, Ning Mengjie walked into the classroom.