However, after working in Dancai Education for so many years, Zhao Changan has provided special teachers to teach high school courses in addition to English and other high school courses in Chinese, mathematics, physics and chemistry.

And through this life, I have been given extraordinary memory and keen analytical ability.

Zhao Changan first looked at it from beginning to end.

Basically no obstacle!

After Zhao Changan finished this Chinese language exam, he checked until the bell rang and the invigilator came to his seat to collect the papers before leaving the examination room.

After leaving the examination room, there were all kinds of noise outside, some were easy to talk about the questions, and some were gloomy and difficult to talk about the questions.

Some people are noisy in the question.

Zhao Changan stood for a while and saw Zeng Xiaoxiao coming down from the third floor.

"Is that okay?"

Zhao Changan saw Zeng Xiaoxiao's face was OK.

"I don't know, I feel it's so difficult, but I've finished writing it and there are no empty questions."

Zeng Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Changan with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there is no hope of doing well in the exam; Brother Changan, I have already decided to apply for a junior college, as long as you are in that city. Come, give me a high-end."

Zhao Changan looked at Zeng Xiaoxiao's little hand stretched out to him, and a smile on his face.

I always feel something is wrong.

"Just just a high-five."

Zhao Changan was ambiguous, and he was not sure whether Zeng Xiaoxiao had seen it.

"Just just hit the high, I didn't think much about it."

Zeng Xiaoxiao smiled weirdly, and the bracelet with crystal stones on her fair wrist was shaking and looking at Zhao Changan. She felt itchy.

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Zhao Changan originally didn't want to have lunch at the Su family, but Su Zhengfan had already raised the battle of honor whether to eat at his house to a high level.

He had no choice but to compromise.

Push open the false security door and the range hood inside sounded buzzing.

The living room is filled with the aroma of dishes.

Liu Cui sat alone in the living room watching TV.

She wore ice silk shorts that exposed her white and tender knees, slender calves and thin arms, and short-sleeved ice silk pajamas and gowns.

"Why are you so slow? You're doing well in the exam?"

Liu Cui stood up with a smile, and then 'shushed' Zhao Changan with a strange look on her face.

A slender and white finger secretly pointed at the direction of the kitchen: "My mother!"

Zhao Changan, who was enjoying the slim figure of the ballet champion, felt a trembling heart. His first thought was to turn around and go as far as he could.

"Zhao Chang'an, right? I'm Liu Cui's mother. Go and wash your face, and it's time to eat."

At this time, a woman in her early forties and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the kitchen.

Jiao Hao's face, which had almost no wrinkles, looked at Zhao Changan slightly with a habitual sternness.

It's simply another Duan Fengqing.

"Hello, Auntie, please give me a hassle."

Zhao Changan complained in his heart. In fact, he didn't like dating women like Duan Fengqing the most, - it was too tiring!

Carrying her mother on her back, Liu Cui stuck out her tongue at Zhao Changan.

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In the afternoon, take the math test.

Mathematics is indeed not like Chinese. Zhao Changan carefully browsed it from beginning to end, and it took nearly ten minutes.

Almost most of the topics can awaken his vague memories.

And even without these memories, these questions are no longer difficult for Zhao Changan.

"Full part of it!"

Zhao Changan was very confident after seeing it, and silently encouraged himself in his heart.

Take a pen and open it.

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Chu Yueliang sat on the podium, looking at Zhao Changan who had been turning the papers with "rattle" on his face.

It has been almost ten minutes since the exam started, but his beloved disciple of the past still did not pick up a pen to write a word.

This made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

And disappointed.

Although Chu Yueliang has not seen Zhao Changan in three years since Zhao Changan left No. 1 Middle School.

The year before yesterday, he was transferred back to his hometown county town to continue teaching junior high school mathematics.

However, the moment Zhao Changan handed the admission ticket to a teacher next to him, he recognized it.

He grew taller and became much more handsome.

The agility and arrogance in the eyes before were also replaced by steady calmness.

But the biggest change is,

The pride of heaven at No. 1 Middle School back then has become an ordinary person.

He has become a poor student who studies the countdown and lives a life of stuttering!

In the past two years, including the last lesson in the third class of junior high school some time ago, he used this modern realistic example of hurting Zhongyong to warn the top students in the class who were so proud.

Remind them not to waste their summer vacation and not to be in high school.

"It's really useless!"

Chu Yueliang turned his gaze with anger that he was not fighting, and he was no longer willing to look at his beloved disciple back then.

Even later, Zhao Chang'an buried his head in writing,

He was not interested in patroling and taking a look.

During this period, I passed by once in a patrol, but I deliberately didn't look at Zhao Chang'an who was writing.

I was afraid that he would be smashed to his impression when he was in junior high school.

3:50.

Chu Yueliang passed by the aisle next to Zhao Chang'an again,

I couldn't help it anymore, so I stood behind and took a look.

Just one glance,
Chapter completed!