Chapter 570 The Last Lesson

"Now, stop everything you're doing."

Old Mo suddenly said this during the last class before evening self-study.

So, the students who were doing things all stopped.

However, there were still a few students working on problems.

"Stop, everyone, stop everything." This time, Old Mo knocked on the desk, his tone very serious.

The last two falsely diligent students also stopped what they were doing. Then, Old Mo handed a stack of admission tickets to Zhang Chao and asked him to distribute them.

Then, he said, "Admission tickets are something I emphasize every time, don't lose them. But every time, there are always a few students who cry before the exam. So, everyone, put your admission ticket away safely, and then ask yourself three times, did I put it away safely, did I put it away safely, did I put it away safely!"

Old Mo's words were extremely serious because he was speaking with genuine anger.

As for exams, fluctuations in performance due to various reasons are understandable.

But if you can't take the exam because of such a meaningless reason, then you deserve to die.

Deserve to die!! (Roaring)

"Ah, I look so ugly on my admission ticket..."

A girl muttered unhappily, holding her admission ticket.

"Did you hear me? Put it away safely? Still looking at the picture here?!" Old Mo raised his voice.

"...Ah, I understand." The girl was frightened and trembled, and immediately became obedient, nodding quickly in agreement.

It must be said, Old Mo really is a good teacher.

Besides your parents, who else would care so much about you when it comes to the college entrance exam?

He really works hard.

"Here, yours."

"Okay." Chen Yuan took the admission ticket from Chaozi, then paused.

This admission ticket number…

Exam Location: Hai Dong Province, Xia Hai City No. 11 Middle School

Exam Room: 001 / Total Exam Room Number: 01

Seat Number: 01

The value of Xia Hai 00001!

Of course, Chen Yuan didn't care about such vain fame. What he cared about was that this exam location was the same place he had sat for every exam after his third year of high school.

Home field advantage, first exam room, and his most familiar seat.

Now, all the x factors were reduced to the minimum!

So, did the school arrange this for him?

As Chen Yuan thought this, he looked at Zhou Fu next to him, who was also at No. 11 Middle School, but her exam number was randomly assigned and did not reflect her academic level.

In other words, was he the only one who was different?

"Hey, what are you peeking at?" Because there was also a photo on it, Zhou Fu covered it up directly, and said very cautiously.

"Nothing, I just think your photo is cute."

After Chen Yuan said casually, he returned his attention to the admission ticket.

This was an exam number assigned by the Education Bureau, so it definitely couldn't be manipulated randomly.

If it was based on his previous simulated level, then he really deserved this 1.

Of course, whenever he didn't understand a magical operation, he'd attribute it to He Hongtao, and there definitely wouldn't be a problem.

"Damn, what an imposing admission ticket number, I'm the Provincial Party Committee Chen Yuan." After Zhou Yu looked back, he was directly stunned.

So, many people gathered around.

Seeing Chen Yuan's super '1', they all showed astonished expressions.

This Heaven Number 1 honor was too damn impressive.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, this is what I deserve." Chen Yuan pressed his hand down and said modestly.

Now, the most important thing was to see which exam room Xin Yu was assigned to.

Although he really wanted to meet Xin Yu and fight alongside her, for the sake of her performance, it was best if she was at their No. 4 Middle School.

This was also to minimize uncertain factors as much as possible.

"Who would have thought that this 00001 was once the sycophant who cried at Zhang Jianjun's grave?" Zhou Yu sighed.

"Stop yapping, just watch me defy the heavens!"

Chen Yuan stuffed this admission ticket into the interlayer of his schoolbag, and then hid it carefully.

Following what Old Mo had said just now, Chen Yuan asked himself three times in his heart.

Am I more learned today?

Ah no, that's not what he should be asking.

Is the admission ticket secured?

Okk.

Getting this thing also meant that the final lessons were over.

Just then, outside the corridor, test papers suddenly fluttered down.

Seeing this scene, a group of boys in the class got excited.

"Damn, our Class 18 hasn't even thrown test papers yet, how did it start?"

"We're the worst Class 18 in the whole school, what's the meaning of this?!"

"Showoffs, there are experimental classes showing off!"

"Okay, we'll throw them too!"

The boys' desire to win suddenly rose.

Although Class 18 was now fourth in the school in terms of grades, and a quasi-experimental class that was very close to third place, after all, they used to be at the bottom, the Konoha Genin, so how could they fall behind in terms of mischief.

"Admission tickets!"

However, Old Mo's words made everyone freeze again.

After repeatedly confirming their admission tickets several times, they stared blankly at Old Mo and nodded.

So, Old Mo waved his hand helplessly.

Then, all the students in the class rushed out.

"Still writing, throw it away!"

Chen Yuan directly pulled out a stack of Zhou Yu's test papers and ran out of the classroom.

"Damn you, why are you throwing other people's things?"

Zhou Yu had no choice but to take Chen Yuan's test papers.

Zhou Fu and He Si Jiao also happily followed behind, going to the corridor with the crowd.

Some people near the side windows were throwing them out of the windows.

"Screw you!"

A stack of test papers was scattered out like a fairy scattering flowers, spreading in the air, dancing in the wind like dandelions.

Everyone was throwing test papers frantically.

Even the most gentle Tang Siwen started throwing them.

However, she was...

"Siwen, isn't this a bit unlucky?"

He Si Jiao looked at Tang Siwen holding a stack of test papers in her hand, then throwing them out one by one, as if she was...

This action was really not very auspicious.

"This is how you play~"

Zhou Fu grabbed Tang Siwen's hand, jumped up lively, and then raised it upwards.

In this way, Tang Siwen's hard work over the past few years was integrated into the mainstream along with the white tide of test papers.

"Hehe." Seeing this, Tang Siwen couldn't help but smile, feeling it was unexpectedly fun, "It's a little fun."

So, she grabbed the test papers of the classmates next to her and threw them down.

Old Mo, who was holding a stack of leftover scratch paper, preparing to go back to the office for the next class to use, was stunned.

Chen Yuan: "..."

Old Mo, the child is still young, let her play if she wants to. These scratch papers... Zhou Yu will pay for them!

"I, I'm sorry." Knowing that she had done something wrong, Tang Siwen said weakly, looking at Old Mo.

Looking at Tang Siwen, who was about the same age as his daughter, Old Mo was originally a little surprised, but soon squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, it's just scratch paper."

It's hard to imagine what Old Mo would do if this stack of paper was thrown by us male dogs.

But there's no way around it.

Everyone's favorite Bao Bao Da Ren enjoys the right to be naughty.

"Chen Yuan, hurry up and play a song."

Just when everyone was throwing test papers, someone suddenly booed.

"That's right, Zhou Fu and Chen Yuan, start the radio station!"

Then, everyone placed their hopes on these two people with previous records.

"The college entrance exam is the day after tomorrow, so I won't do anything evil." Chen Yuan waved his hand and refused.

"I'm not going either..." Zhou Fu had already shown off once before, although it was a bit passive, she had already achieved her goal.

"Eh, boring."

"Yeah, play some songs, do something!"

These people had no initiative and wanted to leech off a song, which was a bit too much.

Did he have to be the king of mischief?

As Chen Yuan thought this, Liu Yan suddenly made a microphone with both hands and shouted: "Radio station, play a song!"

Good heavens, he directly started ordering them!

But this seemed alright?

"Radio station, play a song!"

"Play Sunny Day again!"

"Blackie speak! Ah no, radio station play a song!"

In this way, under the lead of the people in Class 18, the students in other classes also began to demand this from the school.

"Play a song! Play a song!"

Immediately afterwards, the high school sophomores and freshmen also joined in, collectively denouncing the broadcasting department.

It was like a camp fighting for rights.

But the difference was that this matter of fighting for rights was basically difficult to achieve.

But the students' 'coup' could usually get a response.

"Radio station, start!"

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the broadcast.

Moreover, it played our Genshin Impact meme in a very friendly way.

"Ohhhh! Awesome awesome!"

"No. 11 Middle School, I love you."

"Diao Diao Diao, the song is playing!"

Then, the students whose simple wishes were answered began to applaud enthusiastically.

"Good job, the broadcasting department of No. 11 Middle School didn't lose face, very energetic!" Zhou Yu clapped his hands.

"But, what song is this broadcasting department going to play?"

"Although singing Sunny Day together is very touching, we've already sung it."

"Yeah, come up with something else, something more appropriate."

Just when everyone was curious about what song would be played, a very familiar, melodious melody with some 'sadness' and nostalgia rang out.

"Ah? What song is this?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Damn, you don't even know this? Am I really that old?"

"Damn, No. 11 Middle School, you're playing this!"

Some people who listened to old songs recognized it immediately, and then they couldn't hold back.

Some kids who didn't understand old songs and listened to Teens in Times just felt that this melody was very nice, with a faint sadness and gentleness.

Until,

"That day, until you had to leave."

"We didn't say a word."

"When the midnight bell..."

(Wish You a Pleasant Journey, Nicky Wu)

After this song came out, Chen Yuan knew that it was played by the old fogeys in the leadership.

This was a song that Nicky Wu wrote to his two Little Tigers teammates when Chen Zhi Peng enlisted in the army and Alec Su went to college, and the Little Tigers disbanded.

This wasn't Chen Yuan's youth, nor was it the youth of most students.

However, human emotions are the same.

"I know you have a thousand words, you have ten thousand words, but you refuse to say them."

"You know I'm so worried, I'm so sad, but I don't dare to say it..."

Such lyrics, combined with the atmosphere of graduation.

"Mommy." A girl covered her face and couldn't help it, "School, why are you doing this~"

"No, why are you being so sentimental? Then I won't graduate."

"Damn, although I usually scold this broken No. 11 Middle School, it's really damn touching at this time."

Some songs are suitable for singing along to.

But some are used to break defenses.

Especially when the school takes the initiative to do this for the high school seniors, it's particularly foul.

At this moment, the old fogey playing this song must be complacent, thinking that he made the students teary-eyed.

"When you put on your backpack and take off that glory..." But Chen Yuan, who was always optimistic, how could he be like everyone else, he could even sing along.

"When you board the platform, and walk alone from now on, I can only deeply wish you well!"

Without a doubt, Nicky Wu's sincerity could resonate too much.

He Si Jiao cried directly, and then hugged Zhou Fu.

Tang Siwen also started shedding small pearls. So Mama Zhou Fu also reached out her hand very gently and put her arms around her, letting the two bury their faces in her chest and cry.

To this, Chen Yuan wanted to say: It's my turn, it's my turn (rubbing hands like a fly).

"This broken school, it's so emotional, I can't stand it anymore." He Si Jiao rubbed her tears.

Then, Zhou Yu walked up to her and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips.

"Oh!!!!!!"

"Teacher, look at them."

"Teacher! He Si Jiao and Zhou Yu!"

Everyone started booing.

But Old Mo didn't fall for it at this time, and pretended to be stupid, saying that he couldn't see.

"Yuan, you should sing this song at karaoke too, it will definitely make people cry." Zhou Fu said.

"You like being abused, don't you?" Chen Yuan said.

"Yeah."

Zhou Fu stretched out her hand.

So, Chen Yuan also reached out and shook it with her, just like when they first met, full of friendliness.

No matter what, she was his best friend Zhou Fu.

"Just like that, this song ended like this."

Everyone was still feeling unsatisfied, but there was no way, this was youth.

Want to make more noise, have another concert?

But this school wasn't just for the senior year of high school, there were also sophomores and freshmen.

In this way, after the activity of throwing test papers also ended, all the students returned to the classroom.

At this time, Old Mo's last exhortation said: "You can't remember if I say too much, so I'll make a long story short, just three sentences."

Then, everyone began to wait.

"First, in the healthiest state, put on your favorite clothes, and face the college entrance exam."

"Second, forget one subject after taking one exam, never check the answers, and definitely don't check the answers with anyone. If someone wants to check the answers with you, slap them directly. If they look for you, just say I said so."

"Hahaha!"

Old Mo, who was rarely humorous, made everyone laugh.

"Third, this point is not aimed at Chen Yuan. For everyone, during the college entrance exam, you must try your best to get the points you can get. Basic questions are king."

"Then there's a supplementary version of the third point, this is only for Chen Yuan. I hope you perform stably, so that we ordinary people can also witness the legend."

After these three points were said, warm applause rang out in the classroom.

Everyone gave Old Mo a persistent look full of gratitude.

"Finally,"

Old Mo took a deep breath, tapped the podium lightly, and said as gently as possible, "Class dismissed."

(End of this chapter)