Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]

Beat him to death!

After failing to stir up trouble again and again, Li Long stopped his actions for the time being, probably planning a big move.

Ye Jun did not look for Ye Ning and Zhou Jiayu again, and they welcomed the second mock exam of the third year of high school with peace of mind.

With the painstaking tutoring of Mr. Lu and his own hard work of staying up late and studying until he was bald, Zhou successfully got his English score above 70 points. His total score also ranked second in the grade. It was

20 points higher than Tian Feng.

Because of Lu Ning's sudden appearance, Tian Feng, who had been the second for thousands of years, now became the third, and he almost fainted in the toilet.

But Zhou Jiayu still had more than 30 points less than Lu Ning, who ranked first.

Zhou Jiayu looked at the report card with a face full of grief and indignation: "Are you a human being? The questions were so difficult this time, and you still scored 680."

Lu Ning: "Is it difficult? I don't think so."

Zhou Jiayu looked up, looking like he wanted to hit someone: "Classmate, don't you think you are a little too arrogant?"

Lu Ning smiled and patted his shoulder: "I mainly want to put some pressure on you. Your score is still far from Peking University, come on, brother!"

Zhou Jiayu: "..." He really wanted to hit someone.

He had a playful smile on his face, but he was under pressure. Seeing the countdown numbers on the blackboard at the back of the classroom getting smaller and smaller, it meant that he didn't have much time left to improve. It was

actually quite easy to raise English from 50 points to 70 points, but it would become more and more difficult if he went on. Even if he got full marks in math, physics and chemistry, it would be a delusion if he couldn't get 90 points in English to get into Peking University.

Thinking of this, after he got the English test paper, he angrily reviewed the wrong questions ten times.

Compared to Zhou Jiayu, Lu Ning was much more relaxed. As long as he didn't catch a cold or fever during the college entrance examination like in his previous life, he should be able to pass the entrance examination to Beijing University this time.

As for Zhou Jiayu, he was no longer as worried about him as before. After more than a month, he found that this guy was far superior to ordinary people in terms of learning ability and diligence. The study schedule he listed for him was actually deliberately advanced a lot. As long as he could complete it smoothly, his English score would probably reach 90 points in another two months.

Of course, in order to prevent him from taking it lightly, he did not tell him the truth.

Zhou Jiayu, a senior high school student, was under great pressure, and Kang Hua, a police officer in the same city, was also under great pressure.

Because he was afraid of leaking the news, he did not report the case to his direct superiors, but only quietly reported it to the director, who was also his uncle. The director asked him to investigate alone, find solid evidence, and then notify the bureau to deploy actions to avoid alerting the enemy.

However, Kang Hua investigated Zhong Congshan for three days and found nothing.

Lu Ning would call him every night to ask about the progress of his case investigation.

He understood Lu Ning's mentality. As long as Zhong Congshan was not arrested, he, the whistleblower, would not be able to sleep or eat. It

was understandable that the child was afraid.