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This lunch was a welcome dinner for Grandma Su Tang. Liao Cong showed off his cooking skills. Su Tang helped Liao Cong serve the dishes with a smile, and kept praising Liao Cong's cooking skills to her grandmother. Seeing her grandmother sighing that it was too extravagant, she coaxed her grandmother in a coquettish voice, picking up dishes for her while whispering to her. The two of them laughed from time to time while talking.

"Thank you, brother~" Su Tang took the last dish and smiled sweetly at Liao Cong: "Please sit down and eat."

The old lady felt a little sorry: "I made you work so hard for so long. What's the point of an old woman like me? I can eat whatever I want. Why should I cook so many delicious dishes?"

"Hey, Su Tang is my sister, and you are my grandmother. It's not hard to cook a meal." Liao Cong said while eating: "Su Tang has wanted to take you here for a long time. Since you are here, stay for a few more days."

The more the old lady looked at Liao Cong, the more satisfied she was: "Our Tang has met a good person. Grandma has to thank you."

"Don't be so polite." Liao Cong was inhaling the storm. Su Tang actually teased Liao Cong in front of the old lady about his ability to eat. Seeing Su Tang's unstoppable smile, Liao Cong was also happy. He had never seen Su Tang so relaxed.

There was a physical education class in the afternoon. There was no need to take the time to exercise during the lunch break. Liao Cong continued to pay off his debts.

The test results came out one after another. Liao Cong's advantage in math was gradually wiped out by other subjects. He barely ranked fourth, only one point behind Zhao Ke, who ranked third.

The silly Wu Xianzong ran wildly in the corridor of the classroom holding his history test paper like Fan Jin, and ran to Liao Cong and shook him hard: "Brother Gou, I scored three points higher than you in history. I won, I won!"

Liao Cong looked at the crazy Wu Xianzong and complained: "Are you silly? I know what to draw for you."

Zhang Chongchong spat with contempt: "Damn, it seems like he got into Tsinghua University and Peking University!"

Being the last in the class, Zhang Chongchong was dissatisfied with everything. Although others did not dare to ridicule him for this, he was still very upset. His little sense of shame would not make him reflect on himself, but only make him more sensitive.

Shi Xuexia ranked first again, with a score of 587, which was no less than Liao Cong's 160 in mathematics. Du Xiran, who scored the best in the last college entrance examination in the liberal arts class of vocational education, only scored 522 points, and the second-tier line was only 500 points. In addition, the difficulty of this test paper was there. In the eyes of the teachers, Shi Xuexia was already a first-tier seedling.

Zhou Caihong ranked second with 571 points, which made their head teacher Jiang Yunxia very proud, and also made Principal Dong and other school leaders pay attention to it, and specially instructed Jiang Yunxia to take good care of Zhou Caihong's life and study.

Zhao Ke scored 566 points, Liao Cong scored 565 points, and Hu Yajing scored 559 points. The top five were all above 550 points. Referring to the difficulty of this test paper, these students have the potential to enter the first-tier line, which made Liu Haitao and Jiang Yunxia and other teachers very happy.

The science class also has many good seedlings. In addition to Lin Xiaofeng, Cheng Yao, and Shen Dong, who have been in the top five for many years, there are alsoThere are more than a dozen students with scores above 550. Vocational education is not as good as key high schools. Such results have made the teachers feel happy and fruitful. They secretly cheer themselves up in the hope that the students in their class will break the record of zero in vocational education in the college entrance examination.

The enthusiasm of the teachers seemed to surge out all at once.

The difficulty of the test paper is also reflected in one item, that is, the options of the multiple-choice questions completely deviate from the test-taking skills of [choose the longest among three short and one long, and the shortest among three long and one short]. Liao Cong's English score is only 62 points, which is terrible. Among the boys, only Jiang Shilin passed the test. This discovery made several boys with higher English scores than Liao Cong sigh. Why didn't they think of competing with Liao Cong in this?

No matter how good or bad your grades are, there is a reason to go wild in physical education class. Seeing the teenagers who were in a mess but still actively fighting for the basketball, Liao Cong had no choice but to choose other sports. He couldn't run at all when playing with Hu Xiaokai and his gang, and all kinds of fouls would make your hands swollen.

Even worse were those who hugged the waist.

But these bastards insisted that this was street basketball, which was ridiculous!

Liao Cong would rather play sandbag throwing with Lin Xiaoxiao and Su Tang. Liao Cong was completely a jerk in this game. No matter what angle the opponent threw it at, he could catch it with his agility and agility. Every time he caught it, he would get an extra life. In just a few rounds, Liao Cong had accumulated seven or eight lives. Lin Xiaoxiao was so angry that she called him a jerk and didn't allow Liao Cong to use his hands again.

The two sides threw sandbags with all their strength, while Liao Cong dodged them leisurely and easily. People around him were hit several times, but he still insisted on the field, causing Han Meihui to grab him and run away every time, using him to block the gun every time. His silver bell-like laughter attracted many eyes.

Liao Cong ran back and forth, making funny and provocative movements, and shouting.

"Ouch, almost!"

"Hey, it didn't hit!"

"Old Niu, try harder, haven't you eaten!"

Big King Kong Niu Xiaoliu was furious. She used all her strength to throw, but she couldn't hit Liao Cong. This made her angry, so she aimed at him and kept yelling for the opponent to throw faster, aiming at the black dog.

Liao Cong saw that they were serious, so he ran around the court, cooperating with Gao Feixiang, blocking a girl's evasion route from time to time to eliminate the other party. After several successes, he became more reckless, throwing sandbags almost made them play like an eagle catching chickens. Every girl who was dragged onto the sandbags and eliminated by the two of them hated them. After forming the Avengers, the strength of the sandbags doubled. Even these girls lined up to play, which was really fun.

On one side was the barbaric street basketball with no experience, and on the other side was the laughter and joy that spread to the teaching building. Naturally, they would go to play in the lively place.

The sandbag was borrowed by Su Tang from He Miaomiao. There was only one, but the people in the court could change. The girls who were tired of running and resting looked at the boys who were playing like dogs and donkeys after entering the court. They almost laughed to death and shouted and directed them without caring about their image.

If nothing unexpected happens, the number of sandbags in vocational education will definitely increase in the next few days.

Liao Cong was originally interviewedHe wanted to turn it down, and he didn't have any study skills to share, but Fan Xiaoxuan asked him many times and even asked the teacher to come forward, so Liao Cong agreed.

Liao Cong is a frequent visitor to the radio station. He is not at all restrained, and even more comfortable than Fan Xiaoxuan. Seeing that Fan Xiaoxuan was organizing the script and had no time to pay attention to him, he turned around and chatted with Wen Yaya and Wei Lai who were studying on the side.

"Senior brother, you are really amazing." Wen Yaya's eyes were full of admiration: "I heard from our teacher that not even the students of No. 1 Middle School got full marks in your test this time."

Being praised by the beauty, Liao Cong couldn't help but feel a little proud: "It just happened that I knew all the questions in the test, but I didn't pass English. The math teacher praised me a lot, and the English teacher wanted to beat me."

Wen Yaya laughed: "Haha, senior brother, are all boys not good at English?"

"Not really, there are also boys who are not patriotic."

"Hey, Hehe, hehe. "Wen Yaya loves to laugh, and looks very pretty when she laughs. The girl came closer and asked, "Brother, there is only one picture missing for the school beauty. Why don't you draw it? I heard that you have a conflict with Wang Xuena and you beat her brother."

"You are spreading rumors. When did I beat her brother?"

Wen Yaya is indeed a member of the radio station. She summarized the grievances between Wang Xuena and Liao Cong in a few words. It turns out that Liao Cong not only beat her brother, but also her uncle, that is, the boy who spread yellow rumors about Sun Liandi and the teacher surnamed Wang.

"I said she looked at me like an enemy." Liao Cong suddenly realized: "Junior sister, I didn't draw her picture intentionally not to target her, but I haven't decided what to draw yet."

Wen Yaya pretended to be surprised: "Ah, senior brother is also stumped sometimes?"

"Then how do you draw a female ghost? I am the most afraid of ghosts!" Liao Cong shrank back as he said: "Even if I have thought about it, I have to find a time when the yang energy is strong to draw it."

Seeing that he and Wen Yaya were chatting happily, Fan Xiaoxuan rolled her eyes at him: "Are you afraid of ghosts? Forgot how to tell ghost stories to Gao Siqi?"

"Hey, Queen, you reminded me!"

"Hurry up and sit down, let's start." Fan Xiaoxuan urged: "Cooperate well, hear? The teachers are listening."

"Yesmadem!"

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