However, after working in Shancai Education for so many years, in addition to English, Zhao Changan has taught all high school courses in Chinese, Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry as a special teacher.

Moreover, after passing through this life, I was endowed with extraordinary memory and keen analytical skills.

Zhao Changan first read it hastily from beginning to end.

Basically no problem!

After Zhao Changan finished the Chinese language test, he kept checking until the bell rang and the invigilator came to his seat to collect the papers before leaving the examination room.

After leaving the examination room, there were all kinds of noises outside. Some were beaming and talking about the easy questions, while others were sullen and talking about the difficult ones.

Others made a fuss during the topic.

Zhao Changan stood for a while and saw Zeng Xiaoxiao coming down from the third floor and walking over.

"Is it okay?"

Zhao Changan saw that Zeng Xiaoxiao's expression was okay.

"I don't know, I feel it's so difficult, but I've finished writing it all and there are no blank questions."

Zeng Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Changan with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there is no hope of doing well in the exam. Brother Changan, I have already thought about it. I will sign up for a junior college, as long as you are in that city. Come on, give me a high five."

Zhao Changan looked at Zeng Xiaoxiao's little hand stretched out towards him, with a smile on his face.

I always feel like something is wrong.

"Just a high five."

Zhao Changan spoke ambiguously, and he was not sure whether Zeng Xiaoxiao saw it.

"It was just a high-five, I didn't think much about it."

Zeng Xiaoxiao smiled strangely, and the bracelet with crystal stones on her fair wrist was shaking and looking at Zhao Changan, which made her feel itchy.

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Zhao Changan originally didn't want to have lunch at Su's house, but Su Zhengfan had raised whether or not to have lunch at his house to a higher level of honor.

He had no choice but to compromise.

Pushing open the ajar security door, the range hood buzzed inside.

The living room is filled with the aroma of dishes.

Liu Cui was sitting alone in the living room watching TV.

Wearing ice silk shorts and a short-sleeved ice silk pajamas that reveal her white knees, slender calves, and slender arms.

"Why are you so slow? Did you do well in the exam?"

Liu Cui stood up with a smile, and then shushed Zhao Changan with a strange look on his face.

A slender white finger secretly pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "My mother!"

Zhao Changan, who was admiring the slender figure of the ballet champion, felt his heart tremble, and his first thought was to turn around and go out, walking as far as he could.

"Zhao Changan, right? I'm Liu Cui's mother. You go and wash your face. Dinner will be served soon."

At this time, a woman in her early forties and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the kitchen.

Jiaohao's face, which had almost no wrinkles, looked at Zhao Changan slightly with a habitual sternness.

He is simply another Duan Fengqing.

"Hello, aunt, please excuse me."

Zhao Changan was complaining internally. In fact, he didn't like to associate with women like Duan Fengqing the most - it was too tiring!

Behind her mother's back, Liu Cui stuck out her tongue towards Zhao Changan.

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In the afternoon, take the math test.

Mathematics is indeed not like Chinese. Zhao Changan read it carefully from beginning to end, spending nearly ten minutes.

Almost most of the questions can awaken his vague memories.

And even without these memories, these questions are no longer difficult for Zhao Changan.

"Full marks!"

Zhao Changan felt confident after seeing this, and silently encouraged himself in his heart.

Take a pen and read it.

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Chu Yueliang sat on the podium, looking at Zhao Changan who kept flipping papers.

Nearly ten minutes have passed since the exam started, but his beloved disciple still hasn't picked up a pen to write a word.

This couldn't help but make him feel extremely uncomfortable,

And disappointed.

Although Chu Yueliang has not seen Zhao Changan for three years since Zhao Changan left No. 1 Middle School.

The year before last, he was also transferred back to his hometown county and continued to teach junior high school mathematics.

However, the moment Zhao Changan handed the admission ticket to the teacher next to him, he recognized it.

I have grown taller and become much more handsome.

The agility and arrogance in his eyes before were replaced by steady calmness.

But the biggest change is that,

The proud son of heaven in No. 1 Middle School back then has already faded away from ordinary people.

He turned into a scumbag who was studying backwards and dawdling around!

In the past two years, including the last lesson in the third grade class some time ago, he used this modern real-life example of hurting Zhongyong to warn the top students in the class who were getting carried away.

Remind them not to waste their summer vacation, and don't be too lazy when they get to high school.

"What a waste!"

Chu Yueliang turned his gaze away with undisputed anger, no longer willing to look at his former beloved disciple.

Even later Zhao Changan buried himself in writing,

He wasn't even interested in checking over to take a look.

During the inspection, I passed by once and deliberately ignored Zhao Changan who was immersed in writing.

He was afraid that the impression he had left in junior high school would be shattered all at once.

3:50.

Chu Yueliang passed by the aisle next to Zhao Changan again,

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I stood behind and took a look.

Just one glance,
Chapter completed!