As soon as Tan Xiaotian returned to the classroom, applause immediately came to his face, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Zhang Dapeng and Ma Wei clamped him from left to right.

Zhang Dapeng said "Brother Tian is mighty", his flattering face makes people disgusted, and even every acne that is so excited about the inconvenient Ma Wei shines red.

No wonder Tan Xiaotian's performance today was too shocking and he used his own strength to defeat the pig's large intestine, completely subverting his previous image.

This noisy didn't last long. Teacher Geometry rushed to class and the classroom returned to peace.

Tan Xiaotian looked at the three-dimensional geometric sphere on the blackboard and suddenly felt that his head was bigger than this ball. What he said just now was a joke.

Dreams are beautiful until you encounter reality.

I haven't touched the textbook for so many years, and those formulas and exercises have become strange symbols. I know all the single ones and split them together, and I have no clue.

109 days, Chinese, English, mathematics, history, politics... When Tan Xiaotian's eyes were dark, he would almost spray his old blood on the blackboard.

The confused class finally ended. Tan Xiaotian patted Zhang Dapeng and poked Ma Wei again. The three brothers slipped out of the teaching building from the back door and headed straight to the smoking point in the northeast corner.

It seems that every school has a hidden smoking point, with artemisia and rarely visited.

Zhang Dapeng took out a box of Honghe and spread the cigarettes in a familiar way.

After a while, the three of them squatted into a row and sucked the clouds and mist, just like squatting in the toilet.

Tan Xiaotian was filled with sorrow, and he no longer saw his original spirit.

Zhang Dapeng spitted a cigarette ring and asked casually, "Sprayon, you seem to have something to worry about."

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, I'm worried!"

Tan Xiaotian's eyes looked at the sky, and his eyes were moist.

"Oh..." Zhang Dapeng wanted to persuade him, but the words turned into a long sigh when he spoke.

Only Ma Wei was not under pressure, and he kept laughing at the frown of the two people.

After smoking a cigarette, Tan Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly: "Who?

come out."

The bushes not far away rustled behind them, and a man stood up, with short hair and steel teeth, holding an English book in his hand, and a proud look behind his thick glasses.

"Tan Xiaotian, Zhang Dapeng, Ma Wei, you three are hiding here to smoke again, I'll tell the teacher to go."

"Steel-tooth girl, no, class monitor, why are you hiding here sneakily when you don't go to class?

Are you waiting for me?"

Tan Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, walked over with a smile, and reached out to pat her on the shoulder.

"You...you're talking nonsense! This is self-study, and I'm memorizing words here."

The shy squad leader blushed, and he wanted to avoid it but was photographed by Tan Xiaotian on his shoulder.

"Ah! Tan Xiaotian, you hate it."

The class monitor turned his head and left in anger. After walking for a few steps, he turned around and said, "Tan Xiaotian, you were talking loudly just now. Why can't you be ashamed of the school or the school uniform? What you are doing now is to be ashamed of the school and the teachers who have worked hard to teach you!"

"hey-hey!"

For some reason, when I saw her, Tan Xiaotian's worries were gone, just like he was 20 years younger. "Chi Ting Chu Grand Chief, I will give you a piece of advice. When you walk, you are tall and have enough capital, so you should show it openly. Don't listen to those chewing gossips who can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. They are all like undeveloped chickens, jealous of you."

"What's the capital?"

Chu Ting was stunned and puzzled for three seconds before he understood what Tan Xiaotian meant. His little face turned red like a pig's liver.

"You hooligan!"

She covered her face and ran away.

"It's a crime to have such a good figure but hide it tightly."

Tan Xiaotian looked at Chu Ting's graceful back with unfulfilled intentions, his smile was filled with warmth.

During his previous life, Chu Ting was the best girl to him.

Chu Ting developed too precociously, and grew to 1.70 meters tall, with a D cup, standing out among the short and shriveled girls.

In later generations, breasts, thighs, long waists and thin waists are beautiful capitals, but in 1998, it was a problem for a high school girl. It could easily attract girls' jealousy, and it was also coveted by men.

Many gangsters know that there is a Boba girl from No. 1 Middle School. She is very beautiful and blocked Chu Ting several times after the evening self-study class.

As a sports committee member Tan Xiaotian naturally couldn't stand by and beat several groups of gangsters away.

Since then, Chu Ting, who has high IQ, has changed her image. She always wears a big size with short hair, glasses, braces, and clothes. Her self-destruction of her image has created a safe learning environment for her.

Chu Ting began to look at Tan Xiaotian differently and cared silently. This concern in the three years of high school also turned into a hidden feeling.

At some point, Zhang Dapeng arrived next to Tan Xiaotian, watched Chu Ting go away side by side, and said, "Don't think about it, you are not suitable. They are the squad leader and the cadre, and the family is not in line with each other."

"roll!"

Tan Xiaotian kicked him far away, "I'm still a sports committee member!"

During the whole evening self-study, Tan Xiaotian was thinking and wandering around. He had been away from high school for too many years. These Chinese and maths were spread out before his eyes, and the strange thing was like the first meeting, and he had the urge to die again.

Now there are less than 4 months left before the college entrance examination. It seems that it is impossible to re-study and achieve ideal results.

When Tan Xiaotian was frowning and helpless, Ma Wei beside him was leisurely and relaxed. He lay on the table and hung his head on the beam and stabbed his thighs with his strength to attack "Slam Dunk".

This kid wants to apply for a police academy. The police academy is a technical secondary school and the admission score is very low. In addition, his father has already opened up the channels for him, so he doesn't have to fight as hard as others.

Tan Xiaotian pinched his fists.

I am a person who wants to take the college entrance examination and must not just live a life of death like a person who is not enterprising.

He opened the political books and flipped it all over the place, found a page, marked it with a red pen, and then it was history, and he took out a paragraph to mark it... In his previous life, before he joined the army, he went to a bookstore to buy a set of five-year college entrance examination simulations for the liberal arts five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulations. The result was 463 points, and he was able to get into the sports department of Donghai Sports University or any normal university in the province.

Unfortunately, after many years, most of the questions have been forgotten, but I still have the impression of the Chinese and English compositions and the later major essays in political history. I just found the answers from the book.

As a rebirth, this is his pitiful plug-in when he took the college entrance examination.

The current situation is very obvious. If you take the college entrance examination in your current state, you won’t be able to pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, let alone the physical education university or technical secondary school entrance examination.

Among the four subjects, English is the best, even far beyond the previous life, thanks to the years He Muying lived abroad.

There is still room for salvation for the comprehensive Chinese and liberal arts university. Using good memory to work hard in these three months should be effective.

As for mathematics, Tan Xiaotian was really helpless. Even if he killed him, he couldn't understand it. He could only cheat. He subconsciously looked up and Tan Xiaotian saw Chu Ting's back in front of the left, and his eyes suddenly shone, as if he saw a piece of gold.

Tan Xiaotian solemnly wrote down his study plan for the next three months in his notebook, focusing on Chinese and liberal arts, and giving up mathematics.

At 9:30, evening self-study ends.

Tan Xiaotian rushed out of the gate of Yizhong with the huge crowd.

There is a small square twenty or thirty meters east of the main entrance of No. 1 Middle School. A green rainproof canvas tent stands under the street light. A plastic signboard is hung outside the tent, and the five words "Tanjia Lao Shao Noodles" swing with the wind.

In the night, the fire was booming, and the big iron pot was filled with hot air. The two figures were busy and could not communicate.

The students brought a stream of tourists from school, and shouting endlessly.

"Boss, a bowl of old noodle soup, hurry up, the child has to go home to sleep after eating!"

"A chicken stand with sauce and two dried tofu."

Tan Xiaotian stood quietly across the street, watching his parents' figures shuttle between the tables, and remained motionless for a long time.

Until this wave of passenger flow was about to leave, Tan Xiaotian woke up viciously and wiped his eyes with the sleeves of his school uniform. Then he took a big step and shouted away from him, "Mom, I'm starving to death, hurry up and give me a bowl of noodles."

Tan Yuejin, when Song Chunhua saw his son coming, he hurriedly peeled the braised eggs and cut the sauce meat. A series of movements were like flowing water.

Tan Xiaotian only waited for a few minutes, and a bowl of luxurious upgraded old soup noodles filled with various seasonings was put in his hands, which made the diners on the table next to him complain about the boss's bias.

Song Chunhua sat next to his son with a smile on his eyes, watching him eat noodles with voracious eyes. He couldn't even see it.

The son I gave birth to is handsome.

"Son, is the review effective today?

The college entrance examination will take more than three months to go, so you can’t relax! Your dad and I will fully support you.”

Tan Yuejin stood beside his mother. He was not good at speaking and rubbed his hands, only knowing his silly smile.

Tan Xiaotian almost buried his face in the bowl and replied in a muffled voice: "Don't worry! Don't look at who your son is?

I will definitely get into a first-class university to bring glory to our family."

His voice sounded a bit weird.

"Son, why did you change your words?

It sounds like I'm crying, let mom see."

Song Chunhua wanted to lift his son's face, but Shu Xiaotian said he would not let him touch anything.

"Oh! I'm fine, I got a chili pepper."
Chapter completed!