• Luo Nanqiu took out an envelope and handed it to Jiang Mo: "Here, your admission letter. I guess the address is too similar to my home."
• Jiang Mo took it easily: "I'm in trouble."
• Luo Nanqiu said casually as he walked inside, "You also applied to No. 6 Middle School."
• "Also?"
• Luo Nanqiu sat down on the sofa and said, "Oh, I also signed up for No. 6 Middle School."
• After saying that, he felt that there was still something missing, and added: "It's a walk."
• Jiang Mo: "..."
• Then you take the middle school entrance examination.
• However, even if he complained so much in his heart, he still had to leave a little bit of morality on his mouth: "Do you still need to take the high school entrance examination after being recommended?"
• "No. I just want to experience the middle school entrance examination questions."
• Jiang Mo said he was speechless.
• "What about you, your grades are so good that no school is willing to give you a free place?"
• "Rejected."
• Luo Nanqiu was puzzled: "Why?"
• "Transfer, you have to divide."
• "Oh yes, you are from Xinghai City."
• The two chatted for nearly half an hour. Chatting and chatting, the text message prompt tone on the mobile phone sounded at almost the same time. The two clicked on the message at the same time and found that it was a mass notification from Binjiang No. 6 Middle School.
• Dear Luo Nanqiu/Jiang Mo classmate: "Congratulations on your successful admission to our school. Binjiang No. 6 Middle School, as one of the key experimental high schools in Binjiang City, welcomes you very much. After inspection, your comprehensive results in the high school entrance examination meet the selection criteria for the Olympic class/experimental class of our school. Please go to the Zhiyuan Building of our school in three days to take the selection test. Please bring relevant test equipment. See the school bulletin board for the specific test room arrangement."
• Note: The start time for the classmates selected for the Olympic class/experimental class is August 20, and other ordinary classes will officially start on September 1.
• Jiang Mo: "..."
• Luo Nanqiu: "..."
• I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the person who wrote this text message is a bit of a chicken thief.
• "... Sixth Middle School still has a top class." Jiang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth. - He personally believes that the establishment of a top class is a bit special... a bit unfair.
• "Normal. Every key institution in Binjiang City has it." Luo Nanqiu said.
• Jiang Mo stared at the screen of his phone and thought for a while, and finally gave up his plan to study the route decisively, and said, "Go with the exam?"
• "Okay." Luo Nanqiu didn't ask any more questions and readily agreed.
• Jiang. Immortal-level Road *. Mo found the human navigation, and the remaining two days were refreshed and very happy.
• Although it can't be seen at all on the surface.
• On the day of the exam, Jiang Mo had just returned from a morning run when he saw Luo Nanqiu leaning against his doorstep playing with his mobile phone.
• Luo Nanqiu caught a glimpse of him coming back, put down the phone, and walked towards him: "I was just about to send a message to ask if you got up."
• "I got up early. I went for a run. I bought breakfast," Jiang Mo raised the paper bag in his hand, "Do you want to eat?"
• Luo Nanqiu habitually refused: "I ate it."
• However, the stomach rattled with disgrace.
• Luo Nanqiu: "..."
• Jiang Mo put the paper bag into his hands expressionlessly. "Eat."
• "... Oh."
• Jiang Mo opened the door after losing the password, and found that the intelligent access control system inside showed that the doorbell rang 56 times five minutes ago.
• Think with your toes and know who did it.
• He turned to Luo Nanqiu, who was eating breakfast with a dull face, and said, "I'll give you the phone number. Don't mess with that poor doorbell next time, okay?"
• Luo Jianren responded vaguely without any guilt: "Hmm."
• Jiang Mo took out his mobile phone and sent him his phone number using WeChat, and then took a shower at an astonishing speed. When he came out, Luo Nanqiu had already finished his breakfast.
• "You're wearing black?" Luo Nanqiu asked when she saw him wearing a black T-shirt.
• "Is there a problem?"
• "Hot."
• "Then I'll change to a white one." Jiang Mo went back and changed to a white one and black trousers.
• Luo Nanqiu is also very casual today, with a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers.
• The two carried a schoolbag each, which contained some necessary equipment for the exam. After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing to bring, so they went straight out. Luo Nanqiu led Jiang Mo to take the subway to No. 6 Middle School. As soon as they arrived at the school gate, a sharp-eyed security uncle greeted them frantically: "Coming for the exam? Hurry in, there is still half an hour to start the exam! I can't get in if I'm late!"
• Hearing this, the two had to speed up their steps a little. There were not many people coming to the exam, only about a hundred, and the huge campus seemed extremely empty and quiet.
• "Zhiyuan Building... where is it?" Jiang Mo asked.
• "I don't know, I haven't been here before, just walk around." Luo Nanqiu carried his schoolbag on one shoulder and said as he walked.
• Uncle Luo has always had an excellent sense of direction, and it didn't take long for him to wander around and find Zhiyuan Building. The rest of the people arrived at seven or eight, and almost all gathered around the bulletin board on the first floor to check the examination room. The way the No. 6 Middle School arranges the exams does not follow common sense. Most other schools are ranked according to their rankings, and No. 6 Middle School has to do random computers.
• There are four examination rooms in total, with 25 candidates in each examination room.
• Just as they were torn about whether to pass, someone in the crowd actually trotted towards them.
• "Luo, Luo Nanqiu classmate, well, I haven't seen you for a long time. You, you are here, at No. 1 in the examination room B." This man is a boy who is not very tall. He has a pair of lenses on the bridge of his nose and is about to catch up with the black-frame glasses at the bottom of the beer bottle. He speaks like his tongue is knotted.
• "Oh." Luo Nanqiu's face was expressionless, "Straighten your tongue before talking."
• Boy: "..." Thank you. I was offended. Still not giving face.
• Jiang Mo had no waves on the surface, but in fact he was muttering in his heart, "What about me?"
• "Former monitor." Luo Nanqiu simply introduced to Jiang Mo.
• "You, hello, my name is Zhang Yuan." The boy greeted Jiang Mo.
• Jiang Mo politely replied, "Jiang Mo. His neighbor."
• Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and said to him: "Yes, by the way, I seem to have seen your name just now." As a result, before Jiang Mo could answer, he ran back to take a look.
• Jiang Mo: "..." It's quite my own way.
• But thank you so much. After all, there were so many people over there that he didn't really want to squeeze them.
• Not long after, Zhang Yuan came back with two other boys.
• "Jiang Mo classmate, your examination room is the same as Luo Nanqiu's, and the seat number is No. 6." Zhang Yuan took the lead.
• "Luo Rong, look, it's really Brother Qiu." The taller boy pulled the other fatter boy excitedly.
• "Wow, Brother Qiu is coming to the top of the chart in the sixth middle school. I knew I would have reported to the ninth middle school earlier." Luo Rong said with a sad face, "Alas, Yun Tao, we are destined to play supporting roles again."
• Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed the truth.
• Luo Nan Qiu said indifferently, "Come on."
• The two of them had long been accustomed to Luo Nanqiu's indifference, and turned their words to Jiang Mo enthusiastically: "Handsome guy, who are you? To be able to come with Brother'Lone Young Hero 'Qiu. It's rare that he didn't step into the exam room this time."
• Jiang Mo also had a wooden face: "Neighbor, on the way."
• Luo Rong gossiped again: "Handsome guy, what's your name? Make friends?"
• "Jiang Mo."
• At this time, Luo Nanqiu, who was originally happy with silence, opened his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a group of people died: "Don't pay. The No. 1 player in the city next door."
• Luo Rong's face froze: "What the hell."
• Zhang Yuan also solidified on the spot: "... amazing."
• Although Ji Yuntao's reaction was not as exaggerated as the two of them, he couldn't help but sigh, "What the hell."
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