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Continuing to lower his head, Tang Siwen finished a bun, and there was still a small bun left in the plastic bag. Thinking that Chen Yuan was his classmate after all, he took the initiative to ask politely: "Do you want to eat barbecued pork buns?"

[According to his personality, Chen Yuan is the kind of person who has a sense of propriety and will take the initiative to distance himself from others]

[Therefore, this bun will eventually end up in my stomach]

"it is good."

"?" Tang Siwen raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan dully.

The intelligent expression was completely replaced by confusion.

"Thank you." Chen Yuan stretched out his hand.

Tang Siwen, I really don't want you, you bastard.

But if you insist on playing psychological warfare like this, then I will just obey you respectfully.

"..."

Tang Siwen thought that the other party would just be polite, just like refusing a red envelope during the Chinese New Year. As long as the other party was polite, she would eat the bun.

But looking at Chen Yuan's outstretched hand, she paused for a long time before using chopsticks to pick the bun out of the plastic bag and putting it in his hand.

Bah.

He swallowed the small barbecued pork bun in one bite.

And there was only an empty plastic bag left in his hand.

"Thank you, it's delicious." After swallowing a few bites, Chen Yuan asked, "Where did you buy it?"

"...downstairs of my house."

Who knows which house is downstairs from you?

Also, is the impact of eating your bun so strong?

The confinement time is as long as 2.5 seconds.

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang at the school gate. Then, a loud speaker broadcast a notice asking candidates from all schools to enter the school in an orderly manner.

"We are not in the same examination room, so I'll leave first." Feeling that the situation was a little out of control, Chen Yuan said hello and left quickly.

Tang Siwen, who had thrown the plastic bag and chopsticks into the trash can, still didn't react.

Do you eat buns?

No thanks.Um.

Baji (the sound effect of swallowing a bun).

According to my understanding of Chen Yuan's character, this should be the conversation that should occur.

But today, he did something out of character. Combined with the last time he almost ate his own bun, I came to the conclusion...

Chen Yuan, the steamed bun killer.

He is a bun lover who loves to eat buns.

It's pointless to think about this kind of thing now. Tang Siwen only felt slightly uncomfortable about that pork bun. It wasn't for any other reason, it was just...

If I eat that bun, I will be just full.

But now, I always feel like something is missing.

…………

Xia Haiyi Zong.

The best high school in Xiahai City, and also the best in Haidong Province.

As an old and strong school, its rule over Xiahai and even Haidong continues to this day.

The one of a sect is the first one.

The Four Sects are equivalent to the Iron Legion that has risen in recent years. Several principals have used iron-blooded tactics, abnormal high pressure, and nearly militarized management to push the Four Sects to new heights, among which Zhang Jianjun is particularly outstanding.

The Rocket Class eats first, the Ace Class absolutely prohibits those with connections, and even uses subtle differences in the styles of their school uniforms to differentiate students into different levels, giving the four groups the capital to compete with the one group.

Last year, the number of students from Ji University and Huaqing University exceeded that of four schools, but all four schools produced top scorers in science.

Both schools are competing.

In Chen Yuan's examination room, there are several powerful people from the four sects.

Previously, when Xia Xinyu was taking a bath at his place, the narrator described that Xia Xinyu was wearing a white school uniform with pink edges.

You might think this is only true for girls' school uniforms.

No.

An ordinary student from the Four Sects. Of course, even if an ordinary person is placed in the Eleventh Sect, he is still a strong person second only to the direct disciples of the Eleventh Sect (Class One).

Their school uniform is white with gray edges.

The pink edge is a unique mark only for rocket class students like Xia Xinyu.

There are four such monsters.

At this time, they were surrounding a boy who was sitting and drinking water, chatting and laughing.

The boy also talked and laughed with them, looking quite funny.

But what is unique is that the lines on the edge of his school uniform are not pink.

Of course, it’s not the gray of a normal student.

But golden.

This is the unique symbol of the four science classes.

Damn, the feeling of oppression is so strong!

Zhang Jianjun, you turned people into ghosts!

I feel so lucky to think that Xinbao can remain unscathed in such a meat grinder.

Is there a possibility that Xinbao was more innocent and kind before he joined the Four Sects?

"Which class are you in?"

Just as Chen Yuan was sitting quietly observing other schools, a short-haired girl from No. 11 Middle School wearing a red and white school uniform came over and asked with a smile.

She looks like a lively and cheerful girl.

"Class 18." Chen Yuan replied.

"Chen Yuan, class ..." He was a little surprised to hear this, and after looking at his examination number, he also introduced himself: "My name is Qiu Meng, from class three."

Class three is a strong class with an average score of around 600.

And those who stand out from this kind of class must be strong people of the highest level.

However, for now, I am still planning to copy the ninjutsu of the man from Class 1, No. 4 Middle School.

Although he usually forces himself to follow the two heroes of the Four, but at the critical moment, he will definitely go all in with the Four Masters.

"Most of the schools in this classroom are provincial key schools, and the better ones are No. 4 Middle School and ours." Qiu Meng said to Chen Yuan.

"Yeah, almost."

Although he is not worthy of being the double pride of No. 4 Middle School, what Qiu Meng said is correct.

No. 11 Middle School is on the edge of the top 20 famous schools in the province. Among them, except for No. 4 Middle School which is at the out-of-level, No. 11 Middle School is really stronger.

But No. 11 Middle School is not the second at the moment. It just has slightly more students, with three.

No. 2 Middle School and Experimental Foreign Language School each have one, they are stronger and are among the top ten in the province.

The rest are just ordinary provincial experimental schools which are not as good as No. 11 Middle School. They are not close to famous schools, so the sense of oppression is not too strong.

"It's a bit strange. Why didn't the students from No. 1 Middle School see it? They take the competition very seriously."

Facing Qiu Meng's question, Chen Yuan guessed, "No. 1 Middle School also has students living on campus, and the competition is being held at their school, so maybe they will be together later..."

Before Chen Yuan finished speaking, the door was pushed open further.

The attention of the students in the classroom was immediately drawn to it.

The four middle school students who were chatting also paused briefly and looked over with subtle expressions.

Four students, three boys and one girl, wearing dark green school uniforms and trousers on the lower body, entered the classroom and lined up at the door to find their seats. Because of the unique color and style of the school uniforms, the aura of these four people came over them invisibly, just like the Four Heavenly Kings of Demonic Ceremony...

Chapter 68 His Double-edged Sword

No, why do you want to be so handsome?

Do you treat our Gemini in Haijing District as nothing?

Brothers from the four sects, let’s teach him a lesson together.

Of course, no one was trying to show off. After finding their seats, they sat down in different places.

"Other school uniforms are so nice, they are all suits. Although girls also have to wear trousers, it is better than our loose sportswear." Qiu Meng complained.

Chen Yuan echoed, "Indeed, they are ugly and of poor quality. The colors fade after a few washes. He Hongtao must have embezzled the money from making the school uniforms."

"Don't dare to say anything..."

As expected of an inner disciple of Class Three, he has such respect for the leader of Sect Eleven.

"Then I'll go."

"Ah."

Qiu Meng came over and chatted with him for a few words before going back. Chen Yuan thought she was going back to her seat, but he didn't expect her to go and chat with another boy from No. 11 Middle School.

Well, she's a cheerful girl.

At the same time, she is also a very strong girl.

Because Chen Yuan just heard what she was thinking: "Just give more geometry questions."

I can only say that this classroom is full of talented people and strong people.