Chapter 461 Cannon fodder stepsister doesn’t want to die (18)
"Be a doctor? Do you want to take the medical school exam?"
Surprise flashed in the eyes of the students around him.
Although considering their family conditions, being a doctor is not a good profession.
But being a doctor means taking the medical school exam, and getting into the medical school means that Jiang Lai's grades in science classes must remain at the upper-middle level in order to be admitted to a medical school that is ranked high in the country.
Those who are hiding in the science class are the students with the best grades in the city.
Looking at it this way, Jiang Lai has indeed set a big goal for himself.
The next second, everyone in the class suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked towards the door in unison.
After seeing the man standing at the door, there was a burst of disbelieving exclamations in the class.
"Damn...Am I blind? Is that Shen Weizhou standing at the door?"
"Yes, you read that right, it's him, my God, my God! Is he going to change his appearance?"
"What's wrong with Shen Weizhou... What's wrong with him? The principal didn't even get him to dye his hair back, so why did he just..."
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Shen Weizhou, a black-haired man, carried his bag and walked to the seat next to Jiang Lai and sat down.
The silver earrings that were originally flamboyant were also taken off, and he was sitting there in a well-tailored school uniform, looking like a good student with excellent grades.
Jiang Lai looked at him twice.
Shen Weizhou took out the book from his schoolbag without raising his head.
The book turned out to be a book!
Everyone looked even more surprised.
Even Tang Song couldn't help but rub his eyes and look at the quiet young man in front of him. He felt strange.
"What are you looking at? No need to study?"
This sentence coming from Shen Weizhou's mouth is not convincing at all, and it will make everyone think that he has a brain convulsion or is stimulated in some way.
At the same table, Jiang Lalin still said hello to him before leaving.
"I'm going to the science class. See you later."
Shen Weizhou stretched out his hand, and the stubbornness on his face that had not changed for thousands of years was completely covered up by calmness.
"My good classmates are leaving, so let's shake hands."
Jiang Lai smiled and stretched out his hand, but was directly grabbed by Shen Weizhou.
His palms were very hot, and there seemed to be a little bit of sweat on them.
Withdrawing his hand, Shen Weizhou stood up and moved away.
"Go to the science class and keep working hard."
"Goodbye."
"Well, bye."
Jiang Lai left, Shen Weizhou sat back in his seat, and Tang Song rushed over without stopping.
"Brother Zhou, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable and want to cry, I will take you to have some fun."
Shen Weizhou raised his eyes and glanced at him.
"Do you think I'm in trouble?"
"Like."
"Go away, I have to study hard."
Tang and Song hesitated to speak. Seeing Shen Weizhou's change of appearance, it felt like a lump in his throat.
This not only means that he is about to lose a rich and handsome friend, but it also means that there will be an annoying nerd around him.
He doesn't want to study himself, and of course he doesn't want his best friend to study well.
Otherwise, how much pressure would he be under?
"Brother Zhou, you don't have to do this. You have to think clearly about the most essential issue, which is that others need to work hard so that they can have the opportunity to enter a good company and earn money and status, but you don't need to because the only thing you have to do is , just waiting for these people who have returned from school to work for you, you know?
It makes no sense for you to do this. ”
Shen Weizhou looked at him coldly.
"When you live, you have to have a goal, right?"
"Your goal is to protect your father's hundreds of billions of wealth. Isn't this clear enough?"
"My goal now is that I want to study hard."
After saying that, Shen Weizhou drove away Tang Song, who looked unwilling, and seriously lowered his head and started reading.
The classroom was quiet.
Tang Song turned on his cell phone with a depressed heart and sent a message to Moments.
[Seal your heart with love for a week, eat fast and pray for Brother Zhou to pray for his speedy recovery]
There are a lot of likes and comments, all of which are young men and pretty girls that I met while drinking and racing.
Suddenly he felt that it was meaningless and his life had an unparalleled emptiness.
Out of boredom, he clicked on Jiang Lai's profile picture.
The sports meeting was just added. After all, I still have some respect as a sports committee member.
Jiang Lai's avatar is a hand-drawn cartoon character. The character is holding a book and wearing big glasses and looks very cute.
"Even the avatar is learning...cut..."
At this time, his eyes accidentally fell on her nickname.
"Study hard..."
It’s so tacky, there are still people using this kind of WeChat name these days.
Then the next second, Shen Weizhou's profile picture slipped down, and his mind seemed to be hit by something, and he almost went in to take a look.
"Fuck!"
Shen Weizhou’s WeChat name: I want to study hard.
"Show, so showy."
How shameless.
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The atmosphere in science classes is much more depressing than that in art classes.
Most of the students in this school are the best in the city. Even if they are not in key classes, even students in ordinary classes are fighting for early admission spots.
Therefore, the most respected thing in the class is competition. Those who have the ability and talent will basically try to participate. If they can pass all the way and achieve good results, they are very likely to be admitted to key prestigious schools in advance.
There is an extra student in the class. Except for the people in the back row, basically no one in the front row looks back. Most people don't care about this extra person in the class. Everyone is focused on the things in their hands.
The learning atmosphere was indeed good. Jiang Lai nodded with satisfaction, then found an empty seat in the last row and sat down, right next to the trash can.
The first class was the math class taught by the head teacher of Class 3. Everyone was given two papers on their desk.
"What you have in front of you are the full score papers of our monthly exam, from Jiang Ci and Qiao Chuwen from Class 1. I will copy them for you to see.
Take a closer look at the gap between you and the top students, and why others can do well on every question, but you can get even the most basic questions wrong.
Look at the cleanliness of other people’s papers. Any teacher who sees such a paper will be tempted to give it an extra point or two!
The art festival is over, and everyone has taken it easy. I don’t care how dazzling or outstanding you are on the sports field or on the stage. As long as you sit here and sit in my class, you are a warrior. Ordinary students crossing the single-plank bridge! There is only one thing you have to do, and that is to improve your grades!
Okay, you have all corrected your papers in advance. Let’s start from this row and continue to explain.
He Huan, your first question. ”
Solitaire, the nightmare of countless students, the always active little pudding fell silent, huddled in the corner and shivered.
"It's over, it's over, there are a few more ahead...one, two, three...I, I am the ninth question, how to do the ninth question..." (End of Chapter)