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The combat students went to the gymnasium to draw lots, while the theoretical students went to the teaching building to find an examination room to take the examination according to the examination number listed on the school's academic affairs website.

Theoretical students also had to take a practical test, and combat students also had to take a theoretical test, but the score ratio was 7:3, and the difficulty of the test was also different, so Liangren didn't pay too much attention.

——School Gym——

"A lot of people!"

Walking into the gymnasium, there are usually a lot of people here, and now it is even more crowded with students. The first floor of the gymnasium is a battleground. It is usually where practical classes are held and students compete with each other.

"Of course, it's not just our first-year students who have monthly exams, there are also second- and third-year students." Izuku put his hands in his trouser pockets. . He raised his head and glanced at the students in the gymnasium with a slightly cold look.

As the best intermediate school in the Kanto area, the competitive atmosphere of Jinhuang City Intermediate School is very strong. If you can be admitted to this school, you must be a proud person in the original school.

Whether it is a super genius or an ordinary genius, children of this age are very unyielding and unwilling to be inferior to others.

What's more, the results of the assessment are also related to the allocation of resources. If the students in the privileged class can be squeezed out, they can be replaced.

With the instigation of my class teachers, this has become the biggest goal of the ordinary class students.

"Let's go and draw the lots first."

Standing at the edge of the entrance, looking at the noisy crowd, the good man said.

"Shinichi, use your super power to help open the way, otherwise it will take you to squeeze into the lottery." Daisuke complained.

"Row"

Kida Shinichi responded. . He used his superpower to gently push through the crowd, and within a few minutes he had squeezed into the place where their first-year students were drawing lots.

However, the lottery hadn't started yet. After waiting for a while next to the lottery tube, I saw that the students had almost arrived. The teacher who organized the lottery on the spot took a loudspeaker and asked the students of the three grades to go to the designated venue to start the lottery.

"The first graders line up to draw lots at venue a-1, the second graders go to venue c-3 to draw lots, and the third graders go to venue e-5 to draw lots."

"Everyone lined up one by one, drew lots and completed the registration, then sat in the stands and waited."

The four good people were relatively close to the lottery tube, after the teacher on site spoke. Remember to read and bookmark this site for Spicy Doubanjiang, it updates very quickly here. The four people in their dormitory formed a queue at the front in perfect agreement.

The students at the back didn't know why, but they heard that the teacher organized the line to line up, and the four people in front also lined up, so they also obediently lined up behind the four of them, which made the students who stood beside the lottery like my beloved, He also stood helplessly behind them.

Seeing the queue quickly take shape, the teacher who thought it would take some time to organize this group of freshmen suddenly showed a smile on his face, and after casting admiring glances at the four of them, he officially started drawing lots.

There are 197 students in their first grade, 128 of whom are combat students.

Kida Shin, who was at the front of the line, reached into the lottery holder and touched a piece of paper at random, handed it to the teacher next to him for registration, and then walked towards the stands on the side of the gymnasium.

My beloved also finished drawing lots. He took a look and saw that the number above was 32, which was not too far forward, but not too far behind either. …,

"What's your number, my dear?" After drawing lots, Daisuke asked with a smile as he put his arm around his shoulders and caught up with his beloved, who was walking towards the stands.

After being abused in the arena before, Daisuke became more diligent in Pokémon training. He took Pokmon to the arena to participate in competitions for more than a week.

I won one game, and lost the rest of the time, but the victory in that game was enough to support my good mood this week.

"Number 32, how about you?"

"I am No. 7, and I will play before you." Daisuke said with a smile.

His original Pokémon Fire Dinosaur has now reached level 18, and the wrist strength he subdued has also reached level 15.

This strength is considered outstanding even in their privileged class. You must know that there are still many students in the ordinary class so far, and the Pokmon at hand is stuck at the bottleneck of 10 and has not yet broken through.

The four people from the dormitory who were the first to finish drawing the lots sat down in the front row of the bleachers, and one after another students from their privileged class finished drawing the lots. . Go sit down next to the four good men in the stands.

They are not just a class, but also a community of interests. They are students in the privileged class, enjoying the most resource tilt in the school, and having all kinds of coveted privileges.

The 17 students in the first-year privileged class have a special column on the school's official website to introduce their information.

The 180 students in six classes all stared at them and regarded them as goals to surpass. The students in their privileged classes were the ones who were most stressed about the monthly exams.

Don’t students in privileged classes have to attend classes? No privileged class would dare to take this sentence seriously.

"Squad leader, De Mushan...how many numbers did you draw?" Miyagawa Soma asked anxiously.

"Daisuke No. 7, I No. 32, Shinichi No. 43, Demu Shan No. 51, Miyagawa, you don't have to be so nervous, you are not weak, you have to have confidence in yourself, look how calm Haruhiko is."

My beloved smiled and said. . During the previous election for class cadres, he had competed with everyone in the class. As a class leader, he knew quite well what the strength of his classmates was.

"Squad leader, can I say that I'm actually in a panic?" Takase Haruhiko, who was sitting next to Miyagawa, saw his beloved mention him, his face collapsed immediately, and he said extremely nervously.

"Alright~"

"Hey, sweetheart."

While they were talking, Rei Abe and Shizuka Minamoto also came over, and basically all the 12 students in their privileged class had arrived.

Sitting in the front row with my beloved, without turning around, I can feel the burning eyes of the ordinary students in the back row. Except for my beloved, who are relatively calm, everyone else seems very nervous.

Ah Yan and Na Zi were not present, which made Liang Ren, the class monitor, frowned and felt that he had to say something, otherwise the students in his class would probably be too nervous to show their true level.

Ordinary class and privileged class. Remember to read and bookmark this site for Spicy Doubanjiang, it updates very quickly here. Schools create a competitive environment through such differential treatment.

It is a fair result that students in privileged classes who do not have strong self-discipline and self-planning abilities are surpassed and replaced by ordinary class students who work harder.

After all, privileges can only be enjoyed by the most talented and outstanding students. If you can't keep your own quota, you can't blame others.

There is nothing to say about being replaced because of not working hard enough, but as the class monitor, I don't want my classmates to be eliminated because of too much psychological pressure.

He hates trouble, but now that he has become the squad leader of the group around him, Ryoto feels that he still has to do something at this time.

I took a lot of photos for this group when he participated in the Arena Star Rising Competition.

After the competition, I swiped the screen of 'Squad Leader Mighty' in the class group, and made his photos in the competition into emoticons for fun. Liang Ren felt that he had to do something for this group of lovely students.

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