fifth form

Chapter 39
"Xuezhou, you are number one in number theory, number one!"

Mei Renteng couldn't restrain his envy.

When the results of this month's school ranking came out, even the top students in the class couldn't help casting surprised glances.

Zhang Xuezhou's latest school ranks 93rd, but Zhang Xuezhou's score in number theory is too high.

The school has two perfect scores in number theory, one ranks first in the school, and the other is Zhang Xuezhou.

Although Zhang Xuezhou's ranking is not high, this kind of perfect score in a single subject is undoubtedly extremely enviable, especially this key subject that pulls up the score.

Zhang Xuezhou's other subjects were mediocre, but this number theory directly raised Zhang Xuezhou's ranking by at least forty places.

As long as the advantages of number theory can be maintained and a little effort can be made in other subjects, the ranking of Zhang Xuezhou's school will definitely have a big leap forward.

Mei Renteng looked at his number theory score of 62, and then at Zhang Xuezhou's full score of [-], wishing to exchange scores with each other.

If he had Zhang Xuezhou's number theory results, he would also be ranked in the top [-], or even higher.

"Just take the first place in a single subject of number theory, what use is this kind of shit luck score, can I still use it to take the university entrance examination in Xijing?"

Before some students could speak out what was in their hearts, Zhang Xuezhou first complained to himself.

His words left many students speechless.

Although Zhang Xuezhou's ranking is not high, it is an honor to be the first in a single subject, second only to those top-ranked top students in the school.

Even the top ten and lower students in the school are not as eye-catching as Zhang Xuezhou.

It is easy to get high marks in many subjects, but it is difficult to get full marks.

Although Zhang Xuezhou laughed at himself as shit luck, many people knew that once the grades in certain subjects rose, it was difficult to drop them.

The number theory of Zhang Xuezhou's next exam may not be a full score, but it must be a high score.

As the year-end final exam approached, some people appeared unknowingly, and the school rankings continued to climb up.

It's fine for ordinary people, but many people just think of Zhang Xuezhou, the sister of the god of learning who has maintained the first three years in high school, and many people have lost their contempt.

Compared with Zhang Manqian's excellence, Zhang Xuezhou, who is in the key class, was a scumbag in the past.

But with Zhang Xuezhou's sudden exertion, many students realized that he seemed to be learning to play.

This is casually getting full marks and leaving leisurely.

Compared with everyone's vigorous study, Zhang Xuezhou seems to be so leisurely forever, and even sleeps in class.

"Mei Renteng, Zhang Xuezhou really didn't make any secret exam papers?" a classmate asked.

"What kind of secret examination papers can he make?" Mei Renteng said dejectedly, "He doesn't even bother to read those Huangshan secret papers we made. He brings a number theory book home every day."

"Just bring the number theory textbook?"

"Today, I've changed it to a high school textbook of biological genetics!"

"Aha?"

Some people couldn't help being a little disappointed after hearing it, and some people were a little bit pondering.

"Can he still get a high score in biological genetics next time?"

Biogenetics for high school students is not considered advanced, it is all basic content.

But because it is the basic content, there are too many places to recite in this subject. This is a subject that everyone recites from early to late.

In addition, there are language theory, foreign language subjects, political history subjects, etc.

Various subjects take up too much time.

Who can reasonably arrange time to accumulate step by step, not to mention full marks in many subjects, at least high marks.

But when it comes to number theory, this may not be a subject that can get high marks simply by memorizing and memorizing.

Just thinking about Zhang Xuezhou getting full marks without saying a word, some people can't help but feel a little bit murmured in their hearts.

Perhaps in the next verification, Zhang Xuezhou's details will be roughly clear.

"The fate of a person after being stimulated is really unpredictable!"

After school, Zhang Xuezhou returned home slowly.

He stuffed those genetically synthesized artificial foods into his mouth expressionlessly, only feeling that after he encountered a major stimulus, he graduated from number theory ahead of schedule.

This even exceeded his previous budget in terms of time, and it is likely that his ranking will be able to move forward again.

"What is Doctor Ren's conditioning technique?"

"I don't seem to be seriously ill?"

"I really entered the country in reality?"

"Could it be that entering the country can develop the brain?"

……

In Zhang Xuezhou's mind, there are too many unsolved mysteries.

He doubted himself for a while, and affirmed himself for a while, full of all kinds of contradictions.

In terms of this inconsistency, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he fit the symptoms of a mental patient very well.

He thought wildly for a while before he finally settled down to recite the subjects that high school students fear and hate.

"Biological genetics? If I can maintain the current state, turn the pages and recite 180 pages every day and recite key subjects, I can review one volume of biological genetics in three days, and I only need to review the four volumes of biological genetics in high school for twelve days. !"

Zhang Xuezhou pinched his fingers, and then recited biological genetics aloud with a blank expression.

"What kind of biological genetics are you studying? You're insane. You can't recite this subject so loudly..."

The disturbing behavior continued. After a round of scolding, the family members of the teachers in the same school district finally endured Zhang Xuezhou's behavior of sprinting before the exam.

Daily whining is inevitable.

But Zhang Xuezhou's work and rest are very regular, once it is nine o'clock in the evening, he must stop, and will not disturb his sleep time.

Zhang Xuezhou was a little noisy at this time, but he still had a sense of public morality. He didn't make everyone feel uneasy, and his voice died down amidst cursing.

"By the way, a little lady in white with a melancholy expression came into the room yesterday. Will she do something wrong to me? After all, it's close to a boy's menstrual period. It's normal for me to have some erotic dreams!"

It was near nine o'clock in the evening that Zhang Xuezhou remembered the things in the dream world.

"The little lady in white is not my type. It's not worthwhile to throw the dream on her for the first time. Forget it, just treat me as a disadvantage. It's not true anyway!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the human body subject category of biological genetics, and carefully studied the structural diagram of male and female physiological and reproductive organs for 1 minute. He finally felt that he understood that if the girl in white clothes was strong, he could also complete the corresponding cooperation. .

With a serious attitude towards the first loss of body, Zhang Xuezhou lay down on the bed with a serious face.

The alarm clock pointed to 21 o'clock on time, Zhang Xuezhou's eyes widened, only to feel that the body in the dream had regained consciousness.

A woman's sharp and ear-piercing cry came, and then stopped abruptly.

Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes, only to see that he was barefoot on the ground, not lying on the bed like before.

He looked at the messy room, and then looked up at a white silk hanging on the beam.

"Auntie, a woman came into my room last night, did you kick her out?"

The room was very messy, and the woman in white was nowhere to be seen, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was no such white silk in his room.

He vaguely felt that this white silk was somewhat familiar.

"Cousin, do you have any discomfort?"

The door of the side room was pushed open, and Rong Tianding was holding a pig's blood behind the door, Jia Zhiyuan was holding a lantern, and Rong Li was holding a butcher's knife in a murderous spirit.

When Rong Li forced the door open in astonishment, Rong Tianding asked quickly.

"Uncomfortable? I feel fine. By the way, have you guys seen a little lady in white clothes? She seems to have come to me from the wrong room!"

"There is no little lady," Rong Tianding called out, "You walked around the house last night, imitating a woman's voice and narrating the grievances you suffered before you died, it's scary!"

"I do this kind of thing? That's impossible. I can't move around after I sleep." Zhang Xuezhou wondered: "Didn't you go into the room to check?"

"This door can't be opened." Rong Tianding said, "I didn't open the door even after pouring pig's blood!"

"Isn't that easy to drive? What's the point of splashing pig's blood?"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to Rong Li who pushed open the door abruptly.

Even because Rong Li used too much force and the door bolt was not pulled out, the door bolt behind the door was directly pushed open.

And those tables, chairs and wooden boxes blocking the door overturned a large pile.

"It seems...could it be that the Mu Taoist has smoked here!"

At the door, Rong Li, holding a butcher's knife, concentrated for a few seconds before she roughly came to this conclusion.

Zhang Xuezhou looked fine, but with the help of the shadow of the light, they saw Zhang Xuezhou's body floating around and muttering all night.

If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't woken up in time, the woman's voice that Zhang Xuezhou imitated seemed to have the meaning of hanging himself.

And they were outside the door, but they couldn't push the door of the wing room, and they couldn't break the window to enter the wing room.

Rong Li felt that they were unknowingly caught in some kind of smoke that confuses the mind, which led to their different symptoms.

This is something that the Rong family has never seen before.

Rong Li looked angry, she felt that she should ask the doctor to check Zhang Xuezhou's body.

If there is any problem with Zhang Xuezhou's health, she will go to the Taoist temple with a butcher's knife to have a good talk with Taoist Mu.

(End of this chapter)