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"are you full?"

Putting down the chopsticks, Zhou Anan looked at Meimei who hadn't moved her chopsticks, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, how about you?"

In order to keep in shape, Shi Mingxia is somewhat restrained from eating.

This meal is a bit over the standard.

"I'm fine too, let's go."

"Okay, I'll go to checkout first."

As a result, Shi Mingxia, who was about to pay, heard the waiter's answer that the bill had already been paid, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the innocent boy.

"Come on, it's not my style to ask girls to pay."

How can I get a girl to pay for dinner? Zhou Anan had already paid at the front desk while taking advantage of the time to go to the bathroom.

A hundred or so yuan is not a small fee for ordinary college students, but for Zhou An'an now, it is the money for two meals of KFC for little loli.

"Then I'll invite you next time."

For this answer, Shi Mingxia pretended to be dissatisfied, but his heart was sweetened a little.

The behavior of the other party is different from that of ordinary boys, which is exactly what she likes.

It was still early, and Zhou Anan walked back slowly with his sister. When passing by the East Lake, he walked around at the suggestion of his sister.

This time, he didn't buy anything. Zhou Anan sent the girl to the school gate and went back to the training class.

In short, under Zhou Anan's deliberate rhythm, the progress is not fast.

This night, Zhou An'an didn't know what he dreamed about, but it always felt very familiar. When he got up in the morning, he saw that his underwear needed to be changed.

Hey, it's so hard and tiring to keep his innocence.

On the new Monday, Zhou Anan, who met Li Yan again, nodded with a smile, and didn't talk about the dinner, so as to save everyone embarrassment.

For some reason, Zhou An'an always felt that his plan of chasing Li Yan was getting further and further away from the original setting.

There is no class on Wednesday afternoon, but it is the day of the English placement test.

The freshman English class is divided into two classes, A and B. Class A can directly take the CET-4 exam in the sophomore year, and students in class B need to pass the CET-3 exam before they can take the CET-4 exam.

In the examination room, the penultimate member of the first group on the left is Zhou Anan's position.

Zhou Anan knew that when they graduated this year, their degree certificates would not be linked to CET-4. After the junior year notice, many boys gave up the CET-4 exam.

Zhou An'an, who was sitting in the examination room, knew even more that the classmate Xu Qiao behind him would never let him learn from it, from freshman to senior year, without exception.

The problem is that Zhou An'an sits in front of Xu Qiao every time the exam is arranged according to the student number.

Zhou An'an, who didn't pay much attention to study in his previous life as a freshman, was treated miserably by this classmate Xu.

Fortunately, Zhou Anan's English isn't too bad nowadays, but he still has a little distance from Class A.

"Student Miao Miao, take care of me."

Before the exam started, Zhou Anan said to the female student on the right.

As for Ding Yanyan in front, Zhou Anan gave up directly.

After being drafted into the army next month, Ding Yan's position was also replaced by a girl, so her grades can only be regarded as mediocre.

But Yu Miaomiao was different. Although she was not one of the perverted girls who received the first-class scholarship, she was also an elementary school bully who received the second-class scholarship every semester.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou An'an felt that his act of recruiting the other party into the training class was simply too handsome, and that any mid-term and final exams in the future would be settled.

"Boss, don't worry."

Regarding the boss's real request, Yu Miaomiao, who understands in seconds, said that she has no opinion.

On the contrary, Xu Qiao, who was sitting in the back, felt that he was neglected, and felt slightly upset.

Although she didn't like Zhou An'an very much, it was too much for the other party to not ask about her, who had a better geographical location.

But even if the other party asks, she won't show it to the other party. How can you cheat on something like an exam.

"...Okay, the exam starts now."

A female invigilator finished distributing the test papers and heard the test bell ring, announcing the start of the test.

For the listening part, multiple choice questions, and reading comprehension, Zhou Anan carefully wrote the answers on the test paper, and finally wrote the composition questions first on the answer sheet.

The very familiar "I have a dream", Zhou Anan's dream is naturally to lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, with endless money.

But it's too superficial to write like this. The most important thing is that he doesn't know these English words, cold salad.

After simply finishing the composition, just forty-five minutes later, Zhou Anan swiped to the right, and saw a clearly written answer sheet.

Taking advantage of the time when the invigilator was looking at the phone and sending text messages, Zhou Anan spent five minutes checking all the answers, and then filled in all the answers in an orderly manner.

Anyway, there is no crime of plagiarism in the university, as long as you don't get caught, there is nothing wrong with it.

Besides, how can cultural people say plagiarism, they can only say it is borrowing.

Of course, Zhou An'an still slightly changed two or three options in the question he thought was correct, and he still had to face it.

"shameless."

Xu Qiao, who was sitting in the last row, naturally saw everything and couldn't help muttering.

But although she can't stand it, she won't report the other party, after all, they are all from the same county.

After finishing all the answers, Zhou Anan handed in the papers ahead of time, and Class A was done properly.

Like the English class placement, what is hotly discussed by the students is naturally the announcement of the list of major transfers.

There was no surprise, Zhou Anan saw that the transfer list was basically those students who had no impression.

As for the students who transferred in, there were none.

On this day, Zhou Anan sat in the training class for more than two hours as usual, and when the students had left, he went to the Internet cafe to play games for a while.

There is basically no change. The corner of Huipu Internet Cafe is full of Zhou Anan’s classmates. Chen Yang and others slipped through the page of "Hot Blood Jianghu", but Lu Qizheng's "World of Warcraft" is a bit lonely a feeling of.

It is also a 3D game, the easy-to-play, cartoon-style "Hot Blood" is even more popular with boys, and the occasional voice chat will make them excited when they meet cute girls. The boring career of fighting monsters and upgrading does not make them less interested in the slightest. .

There are no cheats, no miscellaneous props, and a smooth network speed, which makes the popularity of "Warm Blood Jianghu" rise again and again.

It was hard for Zhou Anan to imagine how an online game that had won the domestic online game award after being popular for more than three years fell so quickly.

It can only be said that those rich operators like to play tricks to death.

Perhaps for them, money is just a number.

He also seems to regard money as a dispensable number, and he is too envious of those seniors who spend billions on investment at every turn.

"The local tyrant is here, sit down quickly."

Seeing Zhou An'an approaching, Lu Qi was pretending to open the empty sofa chair next to him, his words were full of jokes.

"Boss Lu is so polite."

Zhou Anan, who knew that the other party would open a small loan company after graduation, also responded moderately. The teasing among classmates would not make him think too much.

"How about playing "Warcraft"?"

Lu Qizheng, who was lonely and lonely, still didn't give up his plan to recruit the other party. After all, he and Ye Bin played "Warcraft" in the whole class. It was too depressing, isn't it?

Sometimes, Lu Qizheng couldn't help but play "Hot Blood Jianghu". After all, online games are a group activity.

"Forget it, I'll just play around."

I also played "World of Warcraft" for a while in my previous life. The huge world structure and countless tasks made Zhou An'an, who was suffering from advanced lazy cancer, unable to arouse any interest.

In contrast, "Blooded Jianghu" with the theme of monster hunting, upgrading, and fighting is more suitable for him.

"An'an, you can't do this, how can a man not play "Warcraft"?"

Unable to win over, Lu Qi is using the aggressive method again.

"Are you sure you won't be beaten to death when you return to school?"

Pointing to the male classmates who were playing "Hot Blood", Zhou Anan asked with a smile.