Fog Era

"Me?" Shi Tiexin was an accident again and a guilty conscience: "Me too?"

Fang Qing retorted, "Aren't you counting?"

Shi Tiexin opened his mouth, speechless.

Shi Tiexin himself knows that he is simply not a Heaven's Chosen Child, and he does not have any incredible innate talent. Among the crowd, he can only be regarded as the upper-middle bourgeoisie, not stupid, his brain is okay, but nothing more. The physique is not bad, it is worthwhile not to get sick, but that's it.

Being able to stand out in the same class time and time again, but because of enough self-discipline, enough hard work, and there were no strong people in those classes before.

Even if Champion Shi has the so-called "No. 1 Scholar" title, it is the same. When an ordinary person can achieve the same goal as Shi Tiexin, he can achieve the same achievement. Coupled with some luck, he can also get a high score in the high school entrance examination of this world line.

After all, the learning content before the high school entrance examination here does not value spirituality very much, but more value persistence.

After coming to Fengming No. 1 Middle School, the geniuses gathered here, and the true pride is everywhere. And the content of learning is more difficult to understand than in junior high school, so the pressure on Champion Shi gradually increased, and gradually couldn't keep up with the progress of the top players in Elite Class. The pressure, coupled with Teng Chaoguo's harassment, made him fall out of the Elite Class.

The reason why Shi Tiexin is so outstanding among high school students today is because he has experienced many things that high school students cannot experience by crossing the world line, and learned skills that high school students cannot learn. That's it. And learning can open up your mind. Shi Tiexin has been studying hard, so little by little has become smarter.

I was praised by Fang Qing, Shi Tiexin is indeed somewhat guilty.

But if you have to say no, after all, it is placed here horizontally, and it is too hypocritical.

So Shi Tiexin is very nodded and said: "I am ashamed to receive it, I am ashamed to receive it."

Fang Qingjue is very determined: "I am ashamed."

Girl, thank you. But I am not the only one you see, but three people go side by side to win you. Shi Tiexin scratched his head a little, and pointed to the stadium: "This...I went to exercise."

Fang Qingjue elegantly raised his hand: "Please feel free."

Shi Tiexin immediately ended the conversation and found a place to continue body refinement. He has no worries about eating and drinking now. He has three hundred and sixty points every day, and if he devotes all his energy to body refinement, he will have a 1.8% progress every day just by paying for his essence.

1.8% sounds slow, but in fact it has taken off quickly. Think Shi Tiexin exercised every day, how many years did he practice so much? Black Zun desperately cultivated Qi Hardening Art, and it has been repaired for several years and it is less than 100%.

Now, as long as fifty-six days are stable, you can completely cultivate strength of oneself from no basis at all.

Shi Tiexin's blood is on his body, and he practiced for a while and gained today's progress. Then he found that Fang Qingjue hadn't left, but was also exercising on the playground.

The two did not speak, and each practiced their own. Shi Tiexin said curiously, "It’s so late, you’re not going to bed?" It’s not until I met him while drinking water that Fang Qingjue took out a very expensive kettle: "Today for Waiting for you, adjusted your schedule."

"When did you come?"

"Two o'clock."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

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"Distributed hibernation, I don't feel tired." After all, she took out some exquisite little cakes, ate some by herself, and handed Shi Tiexin another one: "Eat it?"

"Eat." Shi Tiexin took it and took a bite—fuck! Why is the essence of a small piece of ordinary cake so full? After chewing and swallowing, I felt a mass of essence exploded directly from the intestines and stomach!

This pastry will not be made with a substantial False Core, right?

Of course, it is impossible to use False Core to make pastries, but the materials must be extremely sophisticated and expensive.

Fang Qingjue, your father, as a provincial parent official, would you not be afraid of being picked up when you give you such an extraordinary treatment? Or is it better to say that officials on this world line are treated well and are not afraid of being picked up?

Shi Tiexin looked at the unremarkable little cakes flying up, and said with emotion: "I'm curious, why are you working so hard?"

Our poor family’s Child counts on you second generations of eating and drinking merrily as a wasterel to have such a small chance to overtake. You work so hard, making us panic!

"Because I don't want to lose, even in ordinary school sports games, I don't want to lose to you." Fang Qingjue looked towards Shi Tiexin: "What about you, why are you working so hard?"

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"I have too many reasons to work hard. However, in the final analysis, it is the same as you." Shi Tiexin looked at Fang Qingjue and smiled slightly: "I also don't want to lose to you— I don’t want to lose to anyone."

"Then, cheer for each other." Fang Qingjue picked up his bag and said to Shi Tiexin, "A few hours later, there will be no more games in the last few games. We are divided into male and female projects, we are higher and lower."

After all, this Eldest Young Lady skilfully turned over the barbed wire and went back to the dormitory for distributed sleep.

Shi Tiexin couldn't help but feel funny.

This Eldest Young Lady is very real in everything, but it is indeed a very interesting person. Speaking of which, she is a bit like Si Chongtian, strong and pure.

Perhaps it is this purity that makes them stronger.

"Let's be higher and lower."

It's only four o'clock, but Shi Tiexin is not going to waste time sleeping. He packed up his things, went directly to the classroom, and enthusiastically brushed up the math problems.

The pen tip falls on the paper, but the train of thought is projected beyond the distant world line through the paper. Fang Qingjue is a good opponent. Not only do I have to compete with you here, but I also have to compete with you in the main world line.

I hope that one day I can stand in front of you on the main world line, and then I will cup one fist in the other hand—you let me win

Shi Tiexin vision The progress bar in is burning, and his whole person is also burning.

unconsciously, it's dawn.

Unconsciously, the sports meeting is about to begin.

Today is the last day of the Games, and to be precise the last morning.

Shi Tiexin has already learned that all the official events were completed yesterday afternoon, and the four-by-one-meter relay is the last one of the official competition.

Today is all a fun sports event, which makes everyone more involved and more relaxed. The champion of fun sports also awards money, but Shi Tiexin estimates that the golden light gifted by God will not give too much, and may not even give it. After all, it is just a bunch of weak chickens.

However, since it is a competition, Shi Tiexin is not ready to release the water.

No matter how much golden light the championship can give, Shi Tiexin does not intend to give in. This is a tacit understanding between himself and Fang Qingjue.