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Chapter 8 The examination room is the battlefield, morale should be the first

The exhaustion is only temporary, soon Omer will wake up Bize and go to the bathroom.

It's normal for high school boys to go to the bathroom together or something.

It is more natural for high school boys to go to the toilet to resolve conflicts, and the actual cruel "Yeeeeart" sound will also come, but at least there is no "sa·yo·na·la"!The voice version of The Voice came with the explosion.

There is no ninja killer in this world, but there is also "Ninja Killer". Even Bize, who knows many foreign cultures, can't tell whether it is the convergence of creativity or the result of copying. It can only be said that it is caused by the technological strength of the Holy Terra Federation. Among the urban painting styles, there are quite a few that fit the 'cyberpunk' stage.

It's just a stage, after all, the heart of Terra will provide social service funds, provide universal compulsory insurance, and vigorously develop various entertainment industries, highlighting the "I want to turn you into waste".

Occasionally there will be a 'revolt against the AI ​​leader, the world belongs to humans! 'The uprising, the first thing to face is not guns, but the temptation of conspiracy.

Its existence made many traversers in the later generations feel subtle. There is a kind of feeling that they came to another world and were about to flex their muscles, but found that they seemed to have nothing to do with themselves.

Or stay and enjoy yourself.

The colonial cities of some border planets have developed a real sense of cyberpunk world, but that is too far away from here, and Omer does not have the heart of a true Buddha to help the suffering people tens of thousands of light years away.

At most, he said one thing about Nan Wusan.

Nan Wusan is actually cruel.

But after all, it's not easy to let that guy Bize go back with a bruised nose and a swollen face. It's not easy to explain to a "small animal" type of person like Grey, so Omer reluctantly sent Bize to the infirmary and asked the doctor to use healing magic to treat him. He handles it simply.

"I remember that this kind of magic is to stimulate the body to speed up self-healing, and the essence is to shorten life."

Bize walked out of the infirmary quietly, trying to call out Aomo's guilt.

But what you don’t have can’t be called out. Amo said coldly: “It’s the same to let the body recover by itself, but you won’t be so hungry so quickly. Rather than talking about this, you might as well think about how to face Grey when you look back. That girl didn't take dirty jokes much."

"Oh, it's true, but I didn't stay for long, and today's class was either doing the papers by myself or the teacher's explanation. I just got through it with the cheek."

What ostrich.
"Don't you really like that girl?" Omo still remembers that Bize was at a loss when he first met Grey, like a flustered fan who had been chasing stars for many years and suddenly saw a star, and he didn't have the ease to communicate with other students in the class.

Even the funny jokes in front of Omer can't be played out.

In the end, it seemed that he decided to make a move and made a mistake.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they were defeated step by step, but it is not ruled out that the opponent Lu Ziye wants to take the lead.

First attract attention with a bad impression and then slowly map it out. Omo himself has no relationship experience and no expectations for love, but he has read some comics and played some games, so he understands it somewhat.

It stands to reason that it is difficult to say that the things learned in virtual works can serve as a reference, and it is even less likely to come true, but Omer is a person who believes in possibility. He believes that the world is so big, maybe there is a place where comics and games can be reproduced. General plot.

Prudent people seldom talk to death, and he was such a prudent person.

"I thought about it," Bize, who didn't know that Omer had already figured out how many steps he could take in his mind, neither denied nor agreed, as if talking about something else, "Maybe she is here Companion, the one who comes to fetch him may be El-Melloi II."

"Another person you met unilaterally?" Bize asked, looking across the classroom in the distance, raised his face, and gestured towards the tall man standing at the door, "Is that the one?"

Tall and slender, with a disheveled face, while looking like he lacks rest, he also has problems ranging from poor food to gastrointestinal problems.

Omer suspects the latter.

But if we don't talk about complexion and only talk about appearance, this is a long-haired Ichimian who can attract the attention of many girls, especially the mature temperament that is co-created with the straight suit is even more irresistible to these jk.

That person just standing there is a unique scenery, especially the cigar he was holding between his fingers has been taken away by a teacher, and he bowed his head slightly to accept the scolding, which made many male students feel very happy.

Omer is not one of them, what he cares about is the label of 'fresh face'.

At this time, the faces of the students who will appear at the door of the classroom, the first thing that comes to mind is: also come to pick up the related parties of the "visiting students".

"Ah, yes." When he saw the man, Bize stopped for a while, as if he didn't intend to go up and talk to him, "I'm quite the right one."

"This couple?" Seeing him stop, Omer simply stopped and looked at the two people who met Gray and walked directly towards the stairs, "They don't look like a couple."

"Maybe it's just teachers and students now, but maybe, in the future, that's not sure." Bize took a new step and walked towards the stairs opposite to the pair of teachers and students, "I'm really looking forward to them getting to know each other Have other people also traveled over here?"

"It's hard to understand your train of thought."

Aomo thought to himself that this sounds a bit like cp in love comics, but if you want to talk too much, you will lose it, so it is better not to say it.

"It's not necessary to understand it." Bize was helpless, and really didn't want to say something like 'they are all characters in the comics he chased', since everyone is in front of him, there is no need to mention the paper people, just treat it as It's good to know people unilaterally.

Although it seemed that his behavior became more and more strange.

"It's okay, I can see that you don't want to answer, so don't mention it, I don't care."

"...Are you Lie Haiwang?" Bize was touched and speechless.

"That must be absolutely inferior."

While Homa was talking, he climbed up the steps of the target floor, and the class bell rang at this moment, making him speed up his pace a little.

He was always so sensitive to time, and even the lazy Bize had to speed up his pace to keep up. After stepping into the classroom and taking a seat, he handed Bize another page to read.

On the paper were thanks and goodbyes, clearly from the hooded girl with gray-green eyes.

Bize fixed his eyes, perhaps imagining the other party sitting at the table and writing these English words. After a few seconds, he turned over the paper and saw a string of numbers written on the back.

"She hasn't got a formal certificate yet. This contact information should belong to her companion." Omo said softly, because the teacher of this course had already stepped onto the podium, which made it difficult for them to whisper.

After all, the two of them are not at the same table, nor do they have the room to sit next to the window in the back row, nor do they have the darkness under the lights in the first row.

Fortunately, in this class, writing and brushing questions, and reading as self-study, it is convenient for Omer to throw a note in the past.

[I'm going to make a copy, and I suggest you make a copy, after all] Aumer didn't say anything else, just said, [The class teacher said that her affiliation is in charge of the clock tower, and it's a good thing to have a good relationship with that organization. 】

Bize nodded and put away the page of paper, and Omer also focused on the chip in his brain. After confirming the number, he honestly took out the test paper and started to study the questions.

The next two days passed smoothly, except that the netizen Kailifu did pay for the few Super Dreams, there was nothing that could occupy Omer's memory, and the symbol of Sirius did not appear in the subway again. It should be just a whim that such a successful and famous person would come to take the subway.

And Bize has returned to his former appearance that was easy to pull people's blood pressure.

After reviewing questions, lecturing questions, changing questions, and taking a simple and quick physical examination, Omer sat in the examination room with a pencil case in his hand.

Glancing at the equipment placed before and after the examination room, which are directly used to shield the chip, and the warning robots floating in mid-air, Omer began to observe the other candidates around him boredly.

The college entrance examination is an important part of the federal education system of Holy Terra. Although the selection of questions is based on the same examination question bank, the actual examination method and the design of the examination room are all "own national conditions here!" '.

For example, the Canaan City College Entrance Examination once launched a cool immersive sneak into the examination room. The examiner chooses the map of the examination room, scatter the test questions everywhere and turn them into monsters, allowing candidates to break through them with words and strokes—it caused heated discussions at one time.

This is Jiemen District, not Canaan City.

The examination room where Omer is located is the same as the classroom he was in, full of dirt.

The most common written test, the most common examination room, the only unusual ones are the candidates:

Dwarves, demons, horse girls, elves, and people who don't know whether they are aliens or have simply modified their appearance so they have dog ears, cat ears, and horns.

A total of [-] strange people assembled, but they were less than half of the common races of the Holy Terra Federation, and more or less all had an extremely dignified and even heavy atmosphere.

The college entrance examination will determine their future, whether they are admitted to the university of their choice, or go directly to the melting pot of society. Even if the policy of the Heart of Terra is enough for a person to live as a rice bug, how can those who are willing to sit here hold such a Thoughts?
They obviously all have goals, even ideals and dreams.

It's just that if something like a dream comes true, it will be the brilliance of the hearts of the world. It is a gem that cannot be concealed by anything.

But its more common state is broken.

The gems that Aumer sees now are either dusty pearls, or full of cracks, or even have gaps with them. Those are the dignified and even heavy atmospheres.

It was so rich that it seemed to cover the entire examination room, making Aomo feel as if he had already stepped into the list of the loser group of life.

Is that bad luck?
I also feel that my mock exams and brushing results are pretty good.
Even before leaving, Morrison stopped the tainted milk who was about to wish him a smooth college entrance examination. When he set off, he even felt in excellent condition. If he spoke in the tone of a racehorse girl trainer, it would be a perfect tune!

But now, with the cooperation of his excellent perception and insight as always, he has seen the decaying atmosphere in the examination room. The atmosphere is like some kind of nameless fog that is constantly spreading and engulfing people's hearts. Any confidence will be taken away.

What a crime!Will my spiritual sense disappear on the first day of applying for an archeology department?

Or go to the report door, is it possible to specialize in qi-watching skills?
Homa held the pen holder in a good posture, watching the rolls of paper being passed backward one by one in front of him, thinking wildly in his mind, and the status table was also slightly shifted towards the non-adjustment.

Fortunately, the test papers handed out in front of him made him focus on reality, and the announcements from the indoor broadcast and the reminder from the chief examiner also brought all the candidates who were equally cranky back to their senses, focusing on the questions in their hands that would determine where to go next trial.

This is a trial, a trial from the past, and the answers written on the paper at this moment will reflect what each candidate has done in the past.

At this time, Homa recalled that he had studied horse racing events countless times in the past.

He pays attention to every horse girl who can attract his attention by performance, speed, and speech, and then checks all the information that the horse girl can find to confirm whether she will still be successful in the future.

He didn't think of the failures, but of the successes that followed, especially those that booed and rained.

There is also a dream that has never been given up in such a field. Whenever he studies the racing status of those horse girls, he has already gotten close to their desire to win.

And the reason why he was able to be sure of their success was because he had already seen the gradually bright gem.

Thinking of this, he will understand.

He has already seen the law of victory.

Omer Linton, excellent tune.

The brush strokes are calm and stable, only the brown eyes are flickering with blood driven by the desire to win.

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