mesbooks Chapter 18 Hourly Lava
Chapter 18 Hourly Lava
"Zeng Cheng, sit down. Everyone, let's continue studying!"
Ye Qiong quickly told Zeng Cheng to stop using his supernatural powers.
I figured I was already stuffed, so if the kid didn't want to give a speech, I should just let him. Why make him say it?
As for Qi Jiahao—that kid deserves it, who told him to be the center of attention!
After being hit by Zeng Cheng's relentless and psychologically damaging attacks, Qi Jiahao completely broke down, to the point that he couldn't even concentrate on his morning self-study.
No sooner had Ye Qiong left than he slipped out of the classroom to find Liu He.
"Uncle Liu, didn't you say I was one of the candidates for the provincial-level outstanding student award today? How come it went to Zeng Cheng from our class?"
Liu He glared at Qi Jiahao, his face full of disappointment and frustration.
"You still have the nerve to come looking for me? Don't you know how you did on your third mock exam? Your ranking in the grade dropped by more than a hundred places!"
"Zeng Cheng's provincial-level outstanding student award was indeed given in place of yours, but this has nothing to do with me; it was Principal Tao who made the decision!"
"Don't blame me, kid—if you had performed normally in the third mock exam and could have gotten into a top university, I might have had the confidence to try and help you out. But what happened?"
"this……"
After being scolded by Liu He, Qi Jiahao, who was already quite withdrawn, became even more withdrawn and returned to the classroom looking dejected.
Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of morning self-study.
Qi Jiahao sat there blankly, like a wounded lamb, curled up and licking its wounds.
Xia Ning walked slowly to his seat.
"Ningning..."
Qi Jiahao looked up, his expression somewhat agitated—he thought Xia Ning had come to comfort him.
Xia Ning's delicate oval face was filled with coldness.
"Qi Jiahao, what's it to you whether Zeng Cheng and I are together, or whether he eats the breakfast I bring?"
"If you feel that simply running laps around the track isn't enough to relieve your boredom, I suggest you buy some yarn and knit yourself a few sweaters!"
After saying these words with a look of disgust, Xia Ning turned and left.
Xia Ning's words were like sprinkling a handful of sodium chloride on Qi Jiahao's already wounded heart.
That hurts so damn much!
The first class in the morning was chemistry. Qi Jiahao looked at the chemistry book, but something didn't seem right. He clearly saw two words between the chemical formulas.
[A victim of injustice].
Qi Jiahao's Dao heart completely collapsed.
Unable to hold back any longer, I slammed my fist on the desk, making a loud noise.
Just then, the chemistry teacher walked into the classroom and immediately frowned: "Qi Jiahao, why are you smashing the table? Do you have a problem with the teacher?"
Qi Jiahao looked up, his face contorted with despair: "Teacher, I just can't balance this chemical equation!"
The chemistry teacher rolled his eyes: "If you can't balance it, then take your time!"
The whole class burst into laughter.
Qi Jiahao is not unworthy, he is clearly not worthy!
This left the chemistry teacher completely baffled.
Qi Jiahao was too lazy to pay attention to the laughter of his classmates.
He just felt that this equation was so difficult that even if he spent his entire life trying, he wouldn't be able to solve it.
Life went on like this, and as the weather became increasingly hot, Zeng Cheng could clearly feel that his classmates were becoming somewhat restless.
He's alright, though.
After all, he was the only lucky one who possessed both youth and the experience of youth.
To be able to love the world with the heart of a child, and to exercise restraint with the mindset of an adult.
The souls of middle-aged people and the bodies of teenagers are undergoing a wondrous coupling in this cicada-filled summer.
As the timeline progressed into late May, even Zeng Cheng felt that time was passing very quickly.
Senior high school students have entered the final review stage.
[There are two trees in front of my house, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree... What kind of emotion does this sentence reflect in the author?]
[Odd changes, even remains the same; sign depends on quadrant—I've told you this so many times, why can't you remember?]
This question wasn't on the test the year before last, nor last year, but it's definitely on the test this year—I've left the marks here for you; whether you take them or not is up to you!
This is what the final stage of high school life is like—either doing practice problems or listening to teachers explain them.
Teachers from all subjects have also pulled out all the stops and used every trick in the book to try to fill in the gaps in students' knowledge in the final stage, so that everyone can score a few more points in the college entrance examination.
During this period, Zeng Cheng had lunch with Yu Baiwei every day at noon, and after lunch he would start to take advantage of her.
The effect is very significant.
My science score has improved significantly compared to the third mock exam.
Zeng Cheng even felt that he might be able to meet the admission requirements of Tsinghua and Peking Universities this year.
It wasn't that he got cocky; rather, he remembered this year's college entrance exam essay topic, which meant that he could score an extra 10 or 20 points in his weakest subject, Chinese.
The specific method involves finding several similar sample essays and combining them.
In this way, even if you don't get full marks on your college entrance exam essay, you'll still get 55+.
With the last weakness addressed, getting into Tsinghua or Peking University is no longer a pipe dream.
Of course, getting into Tsinghua or Peking University and going there are two different things.
Even if Zeng Cheng passed the exam, he wouldn't go.
First, even a degree from Tsinghua or Peking University wouldn't give him any advantage as a second-time player.
Secondly, before he had fully established himself, he was too lazy to deal with the bureaucrats in the capital; there were simply too many things to consider.
Third, the capital is, after all, the power center of Dongda University. If the young masters and ladies of the "Tianjia" set their sights on it too early, he really doesn't have any means to deal with it and can only give up most of his shares and interests.
Zeng Cheng's reason for wanting to reach the admission threshold of Tsinghua and Peking Universities is very realistic—there's money to be made.
In Dezhou, several leading enterprises in the city give a bonus of about 100,000 yuan every year to students who are admitted to Tsinghua and Peking Universities.
If Zeng Cheng could also meet the admission requirements of Tsinghua and Peking Universities, he would have made his first fortune. This is what they call "there is gold in books".
May 29th was a Saturday.
It rained yesterday, and today is cloudy. The classroom is hot and stuffy, like a steamer, as if it wants to steam all the students into buns.
The last two periods in the afternoon were English classes, but the English teacher had something come up and couldn't come, so everyone was allowed to review on their own.
The students in the class were already restless during this period, and the teacher happened to be absent, so most of them chose to slack off. Many of them took out their yearbooks and passed them around asking others to write in them.
In his past life, Zeng Cheng had followed the crowd and made a yearbook; he certainly wouldn't bother with that pointless task in this life.
Li Xingzhi did indeed put one on, and he made it quite elaborate, covering it with celebrity stickers—this detail suggests that beneath Brother Zhi's burly exterior, he might be hiding a girlish heart.
After the other students had almost finished writing, Li Xingzhi asked Zeng Cheng, "Brother Cheng, do you want to write a few lines too?"
Zeng Zhen thought to himself, "We two brothers grew up together, it's impossible that we lost contact after graduating from high school. What kind of yearbook am I supposed to write for you?" But then he thought, "Well, I'm free anyway," so he grabbed a pen and started writing furiously.
He finished writing it quickly, and when Li Xingzhi took a look, he saw that this was how Zeng Cheng had written it.
【Cicada, we're brothers for life. From now on, take good care of yourself. I've left your breakfast at a breakfast stall, so you can eat there. I've left your milk tea at a milk tea shop on the street, so you can buy it there. If you run out of money, just go to the bank and withdraw some. Oh, and I also got you a traffic light pass. Just cross the street when the light is green, and no one will dare stop you!】
Li Xingzhi's cheeks twitched uncontrollably. He thought to himself that when it came to playing dirty tricks, Brother Cheng was truly invincible.
Just after Xia Ning finished writing in Li Xingzhi's yearbook, it was passed to Zeng Cheng.
He obviously didn't intend to write it; he simply passed it to a boy in the back row who was eagerly waiting.
When class ended, Xia Ning, clutching her yearbook, stormed up to Zeng Cheng's desk, looking aggrieved, and asked him why he hadn't written anything in her yearbook.
Zeng Cheng uttered three words: "Too lazy to write."
Xia Ning's bright phoenix eyes gradually welled up with tears: "Zeng Cheng, do I really seem like something hateful to you?"
Zeng Cheng shrugged helplessly: "Xia, you have to cry over such a trivial matter?"
"Then write it—"
"What should I write?"
Write a few words of concern for me!
"You're not lacking in love, why should I care about you? In your words, I'd rather care about why the people of Africa are starving, or where the Trisolaran fleet is..."
"Feed—"
Xia Ning stomped her foot angrily.
"Okay, I'll write it."
Zeng Cheng picked up his pen, quickly finished writing, and then returned the yearbook to Xia Ning.
Xia Ning quickly flipped through the pages, her expression soon mirroring Li Xingzhi's from before.
That's how a certain idiot wrote it.
[Xia, starting today, you're going to stay up late more often, drink less water, and absolutely avoid eating on time. When your period comes, order lots of popsicles. If you're feeling down and want to drink, take two cephalosporin pills first... If that's not enough, let's get some lava!]