I may be a pseudo-scholar

Chapter 93 College Entrance Exam!College entrance examination!
"Xueba, do you really want to take the Mizuki exam?" Gao Fei ate the meat skewers and couldn't speak clearly.

Bai Xue took a sip of Ruiao, which had an alcohol concentration of only 3.8%, and asked:
"Then do you think there is another school in Huaxia with a good name?"

Gao Fei choked on the meat skewer in his duodenum abruptly, and was so choked that he couldn't say a word.

Goofy wanted to complain: Do you look at your name when you go to college?The appearance of the school you looked at in the university?
And Bai Xue seemed to see Gao Fei's thoughts.

"Even if you don't look at the name, even if you don't look at the looks, let me ask you, how many of us in China are better than Shuimu University?"

"..." Gao Fei thought for a while, it seemed possible or not.

"Where are you going to take the exam?" Bai Xue asked in turn.

"Bencheng University of Technology." Gao Fei thought about it again.

"Bincheng University of Technology?" Bai Xue was stunned. Although Bincheng University of Technology is also a 985 key institution, with Gao Fei ranking in the top ten of his grade in No. 985 Middle School, no matter how you look at it, he can pass the Yenching exam. , [-] in the Magic City.

The same is a 985 university, and the 985 university in a first-tier city is obviously more brilliant than a second-tier city like Bincheng City.

Seeing that Bai Xue was puzzled, Gao Fei took the initiative to explain:

"My family business is here. My father means that in the future, I will inherit my family business. It is best to take the university entrance exam close to home."

When Bai Xue heard this, he rolled his eyes.

Nima, don't you just want to go home every day and take a bath, take a bath and take a big health care?As for being so noble and filial?
After three rounds of drinking, Rui Ao with only 3.8% alcohol concentration also made Bai Xue feel a little bit drunk. After parting with Gao Fei, Bai Xue went back to the dormitory, sorted out the things he was going to bring tomorrow, and went to sleep peacefully .

June [-], [-].

sunny
An army composed of students and parents entered the test center of Bincheng No. [-] Middle School.

As a member of this army, Bai Xue seemed a little lonely without the company of his parents and logistics soldiers.

Luo Fat, who is in the same class as Bai Xue, is also taking the exam in Bincheng No. 100 Middle School. His fat body dances enchantingly among the crowd.On the left, his mother handed him chocolates, and on the right, his father held him a transparent pencil case weighing [-] grams.It looks like it's ready to go.

And the journalists with lofty sentiments, full of enthusiasm and hope for socialism also entered the battlefield, launching an offensive against the soldiers who were about to fight.At the same time, on today's newspaper, the huge font of "College Entrance Examination" shone with the sun, shining brilliantly, and in that brilliance, the declaration of ambition of "reserving the provincial champion" was re-exposed to everyone. in the field of vision.

The reporters started arguing about the topic again, nothing more than building momentum, creating public opinion, creating momentum, and making a big splash.And this awesome style is indeed a way that ordinary people like to see.

Bai Xue, the person involved, didn't panic at all. With LV5 mathematics and LV4 physical and chemical biology, he was deeply bored on the battlefield of the college entrance examination.This is like Bolt competing with a three-year-old child in the 100-meter race. A man like Bolt disdains to run against a three-year-old child, because it makes him feel boring and makes him feel that life is meaningless .

But, then again, if Bolt beats a three-year-old child in running, if Bolt is given 100 million, will he compete with a three-year-old child?
(End of this chapter)