Life in the senior year of high school was still boring. Han Fei spent the whole morning in intensive exercises, and he didn't pay much attention to what was happening around him.
However, at noon in the school cafeteria, he found that the eyes of his classmates along the way were wrong. Sympathy, pity? gloating? Are these people making a movie? Such rich expressions?
As soon as Han Fei sat down, his deskmate Wu Yong patted him on the shoulder and gave him an idea: "Old Han, if you really can't do it, just deny it to me."
Then Li Yanan also looked like he was hesitant to speak, which made Han Fei confused, what the hell?
"Hey, isn't this classmate Han Fei? Why do you want to perform a slap-in-the-face stunt for us?" He Jian carried the lunch box and pretended to be passing by. Of course, if he hadn't been able to bite the word "slap in the face" so well, Han Fei would have done it.
Fei probably really thought he was passing by by chance.
"Hey, there is still an empty seat here, can you..." Before He Jian could finish his words, Li Yanan interrupted him rudely: "No."
He Jian's face was a little ugly after he hit a soft nail, but he quickly figured it out. He couldn't do it himself anyway, so he was just watching the fun. Where else could he watch it?
"Han Fei, you won't forget the bet we made, right?"
Han Fei's chopsticks stretched out to Li Yanan's lunch box and paused in mid-air. He turned around and smiled at He Jian: "What? Are you so eager to run naked?"
"Oh, I have never seen such a shameless person. Today is the day when the art exam results are announced, you can't escape!" He Jian said word by word.
"Can I check today?" Han Fei really forgot.
Wu Yong nodded hesitantly: "That's today..." But he couldn't bear to say anything else in the middle of the sentence.
Han Fei looked at Li Yanan again, and Li Yanan's eyes were a little dodgeful. In fact, she had checked the scores of several art schools through the admission ticket numbers given by Han Fei after class, and the results were all unsatisfactory.
"It's impossible." Han Fei touched his chin and was a little confused. The teacher from the Beijing Film and Television Academy said it himself. Could it be that they have changed their mind? It shouldn't be.
"What? Do you want to know more clearly?" He Jian said and directly took out his mobile phone and clicked on the inquiry website. Han Fei could clearly see that what He Jian entered was his admission ticket number and ID number.
Han Fei subconsciously looked in the direction of Shen Weiwei. The other party was also looking here. Seeing his gaze glance over, he lowered his head instantly. It was obvious that the reason why He Jian knew his information was revealed by Shen Weiwei.
"Haha, the total score of the three professional courses is 103 points. Han Fei, to put it bluntly, with this score, even those who have never taken a training class are better than you, right?" He Jian proudly held up the information in his hand.
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"It's really 103 points. I remember that the person in the next class didn't study anything, so he took the test with 105 points just to join in the fun."
"That's not all. You see clearly, it's just a very ordinary art school. Their threshold is the lowest. You still get this score, tsk tsk tsk..."
The students around him were talking a lot. This was not just within the scope of the class. Han Fei had been wondering why the whole morning was calm. It turned out that He Jian was doing it to make him feel embarrassed in front of the whole school.
Han Fei sneered, wondering why Jian could endure it for so long.
"How about it? Classmate Han Fei, do you want to fulfill your promise here? Or should we go to class?" He Jian leaned down, the pride on his face could no longer be suppressed, and was even a little ferocious.
There was a loud "pop", and Li Yanan slapped the dining table with one hand and said angrily to He Jian: "We are all classmates, don't go too far."
He Jian was startled. He couldn't hold Li Yanan for a while, but he immediately turned to Han Fei and sneered: "What? You just hide behind women and act like a coward?"
Li Yanan's face turned pale with anger. Just when he was about to speak, Han Fei reached out and held the back of her hand, patted her twice gently, stood up and burped loudly at He Jian.
"Hiccup~~~"
"What did you eat? What does this taste like?"
He Jian pinched his nose and took several steps back, causing the surrounding students to burst into laughter.
Han Fei shrugged innocently and picked up the lunch box: "Chives and eggs, they are so delicious."
There was another burst of chuckles, and He Jian was a little angry: "Don't talk to me so much. If you don't dare to fulfill your promise, just say it..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Fei shook his head and waved a finger in front of him: "Nonono, what a man, if the promise you make is like farting, wouldn't you be a despicable little turtle?"
"Oh? So you want to whip yourself?" He Jian was delighted.
Han Fei scratched the back of his head: "Are you stupid? How can anyone slap themselves for no reason?"
"Haha~~~" This time the laughter was even more exaggerated than before, and many students gathered around him without even bothering to eat.
Even Shen Weiwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Wu Yong's voice was already loud and deep, and his smile was as penetrating as the school bell.
Only Li Yanan kept staring at his right hand that was slapped on the dining table, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
He Jian's mood was like riding a roller coaster. He originally thought he was about to win, but he found out: "Are you kidding me?"
"Hey, classmate He Jian, you can eat randomly but not talk randomly. We made a bet, and everything is based on the bet, right? You can't just say I lost, right? What if?
Did you lose? You must have not forgotten to wear underwear today, right? Otherwise, you will really run naked later." Han Fei looked confident on the surface, but actually he was panicking in his heart. If the three teachers went back on their word during the art exam,
He was embarrassed and lost his fortune.
Of course, it is absolutely impossible to beat yourself up. At worst, he will die. Anyway, he will graduate in three months. Then, he will fall in love with someone, and everyone will go their separate ways in the huge sea of people. There will be a class reunion by then.
Sometimes, this dark history will also be classified into the category of "who hasn't done something stupid when they were young", and only a naughty kid like He Jian would take this matter so seriously.
"Okay, then ask all the students in the school to be witnesses..."
He Jian felt relieved when he heard that Han Fei had returned his words. As long as Han Fei abided by his bet, he did not believe that he would lose.
Of course, if he knew Han Fei's shameless true thoughts, he would probably have fainted in the toilet from crying.
"What else do you have to say?" He Jian changed to another art school, but his score was still within 150 points.
Now everyone looked at Han Fei in the wrong way. After all, it seemed that Han Fei had indeed lost, and he had lost miserably. The score was really too low.
Han Fei made a gesture of invitation: "Don't worry, according to the art exam regulations, as long as one college admits me, I will be considered admitted, right? I have participated in the art exam admissions of more than a dozen colleges. If you read it slowly, you might find a surprise?"
"Surprise? I think you're wasting everyone's time." He Jian sneered, but his hands kept moving. Just thinking of Han Fei whipping him made him feel happy.
I checked more than ten colleges in a row, but none of them had satisfactory results. The students who were watching were almost numb, and most of them looked at Han Fei with sympathy.
Shen Wei sighed secretly, as expected, the mud couldn't hold up the wall. With this score, let alone being admitted, he was completely at the bottom of others.
"How's it going? There's only one family left, do you still want to check?" He Jian smiled proudly.
When Han Fei saw that there was really only one "Beijing Film and Television Academy" left, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Why don't you check? Maybe the east is not bright and the west is bright?"