At the same time, in a quiet garden south of Beidu City.
There is a thousand-meter high platform hanging upside down in the north of the garden. A middle-aged man in black is standing here quietly, looking south with his hands behind his hands.
"Teacher, are you looking for me?"
Not long after, a mature-looking young man also wearing a long black suit stepped onto the high platform, bowed respectfully, and then asked.
"You go to Jingcheng." The middle-aged man said calmly.
"Yes." The young man agreed respectfully, and then asked: "What do I need to do?"
"Go to Jingcheng No. 7 Middle School and find a person whose martial arts simulator ID is 'Dried Confused'. If he is a man of talent, bring him back."
The middle-aged man paused and said three more words, "Go directly."
The young man looked up in surprise. He understood what the teacher meant by these three words, which meant that this matter... was urgent.
The young man didn't ask any more questions, and bowed respectfully. Then he suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a meteor and flew towards the south from high in the sky, gradually disappearing into the clouds and mist.
About two minutes later, with the rapid sound of breaking through the sky, a figure fell from the clouds, but it was the young man in black who left and returned.
"Why turn back?" The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the young man with a frown.
"Teacher, someone is stopping me." The young man in black looked ugly.
"Who?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.
"The eldest disciple of Marquis Jingcheng, Jiang Huan."
The young man in black looked guilty and buried his head, "He is standing on the south wall. I...I don't dare to take action."
"Don't you dare to take action?"
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and then sighed thoughtfully, "It seems that he succeeded, but I made a mistake once... Forget it, please step back."
"But teacher..." The young man in black had a look of reluctance on his face and hesitated to speak.
"It doesn't matter, I was just lucky. If a genius was born, how could he not know about it?"
The middle-aged man laughed at himself, his brows suddenly became serious, "There is no need to go to Jingcheng. You should go to the martial arts department and establish some rules... You can find Director Lu, and he will understand what I mean when you meet him." After the young man bowed his head and retreated, the middle-aged man turned around and came to the edge of the platform and looked to the southwest.
His gaze seemed to have penetrated thousands of miles and fell on the ancient tower made of bronze bricks and tiles.
"Gao Wenyuan!"
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"There are still 13 days until the college entrance examination!"
As Shen Qian walked into the campus, he glanced at the banner above his head and felt a sense of urgency. There were only less than two weeks left.
In terms of martial arts, he went to the Kyushu Martial Arts Gym last night for a test. His current physical strength is 653kg, and his actual explosive strength is 502kg.
Shen Qian is not sure whether he can push his physical strength to the limit before the college entrance examination.
However, this is just a small goal he set for himself. Even if he fails to achieve it, it will not affect anything. With the current results in martial arts, the four major schools in the country can basically be said to be stable.
The liberal arts aspect is Shen Qian's hidden worry...if he wants to compete for the top spot and earn a little more money.
Yes, Shen Qian’s goal is to become the provincial champion.
Wen Zhuangyuan, Wu Zhuangyuan... try them both.
For a person who was a scumbag two months ago, setting such a goal can be described as arrogant, forgetful, and abnormally inflated.
But during class yesterday, Shen Qian made a set of mock papers by himself, and his final total score was 673 points.
In just over two months, his progress in liberal arts was no less than that in martial arts.
Shen Qian vaguely felt that his mental power growth was a bit unconventional.
Both his memory and logical thinking are improving at a rapid pace.
Every day when Shen Qian wakes up, he remembers many things from the past, and the details gradually become clearer.
For example, the day before yesterday he remembered that he had pulled the sling around a girl's neck in the fourth grade of elementary school. After a while, he even remembered that the sling was sky blue and had a spiral pattern.
Even if you get two rare spiritual stones, according to Liu Changqing, wearing spiritual stones has a certain nurturing effect on your mental power, but it can't be so outrageous.
Otherwise, wouldn’t those warriors who do not lack such resources have already had their IQs per capita skyrocketing?
Shen Qian didn't know the specific reason for the rapid increase in mental power. He thought about asking the boss Gao next time.
But Shen Qian was afraid that the increase in mental power was related to the system, so it should not be publicized.
A little confused.
In short, with the current liberal arts scores, the key points are more than enough, but there is still a long way to go to win the top spot.
The lowest score for the liberal arts champion in the first province of southwest China in the past years is 689, and this is only the case in one year. The other years are all above 700.
If it really doesn't work, Shen Qian still has the trump card of the system which is not necessarily reliable...
But try to rely on yourself.
There is nothing you can do about martial arts. Since you can see hope in liberal arts, how can you know that you are not good if you don’t work hard?
"Just try a little harder and have no regrets."
Walking into Class 109, Shen Qian took out a book of math exercises and started to immerse himself in it instead of talking to Zhou Xu.
During this period, it was inevitable that several teachers in the class would see Shen Qian's hard work and start to boast about "recovering from the lost path", "recognizing oneself" and so on.
All the classmates and teachers in the class felt that Shen Qian wanted to take the liberal arts exam, but Shen Qian gave up after explaining several times that no one believed him.
A day of acquiring knowledge is always so enjoyable, and the happy time is always short-lived. When the bell rang, Shen Qian closed the math homework book with excitement.
"Shen Qian, the national server of "God of War" has been updated. Do you want to take a look? I have recently achieved great success, and the Ten-mile Sword God has been very good!"
Wang Yangming came over and said with a wink.
"No, I have something to do." Shen Qian shook his head and refused.
In fact, his heart is still in turmoil. It has been a long time since he went to the VR studio to let himself go. However, today is the final class of the top class training. Liu Changqing asked him to participate too. Shen Qian must give the Sixth Senior Brother this face.
"Something's wrong with you. What's wrong with you recently?" Zhou Xu looked at Shen Qian doubtfully, and then turned pale with shock, "Are the rumors true?"
"What rumors?" Shen Qian was stunned.
"More than one classmate in the class saw you walking with the school beauty, and it was still dark. Did you really betray Xiao Ding?" Wang Yangming asked.
"Oh, it's none of your business." Shen Qian turned around and left.
"I want to post it in the class group." Wang Yangming sneered.
"It's mine to use the Internet tonight, please be sure to help me spend the Internet fee." Shen Qian stuffed a membership card for a VR museum.
"Brother, walk slowly!" Wang Yangming and Zhou Xu bowed together.
Shen Qian waved his hand and walked out of the teaching building towards the old physical examination hall.
As soon as he walked to the door, Shen Qian saw Huo Ling'er wearing a jk skirt coming up to her, holding a food bag in her hand.
"Dangdangdang... I also added enoki mushrooms and hot pot noodles to your favorite Sangu Maocai!" Huo Ling'er said with a smile.
Shen Qian looked at the girl with bright eyes. He wanted to say something but his throat was a little blocked. After hesitation, he nodded and took the takeaway.
Shen Qian only recently became aware of the subsequent impact of the system's last "confession".
Huo Ling'er... something's not right.
It’s hard to bear!
The two walked into the venue, but found that unlike before, Chen Feng and Zhao Hanhai had arrived first. What surprised Shen Qian the most was the figure standing by the window.
Liu Changqing also arrived.
"It seems that today's assessment is not easy..." Shen Qian touched his chin.