They’re all reborn, what’s wrong with being a little more almighty?

Chapter 34 This is true love!
After the final results came out, Zhang Wei was called into the office by the counselor as expected.

The counselor is not very old, only 27 years old, a handsome and handsome guy. He is a Ph.D. student at Tsingta University, studying world history, a major that has no useful role except being a teacher and going to museums.

Tsinghua University does not have full-time counselors. Generally, PhD students work as part-time counselors. Especially for liberal arts majors, you don't need to spend all day in the laboratory, and you have plenty of time, so you are very suitable to be a counselor.

"Teacher Zhao, look for me!" Zhang Wei sat down opposite the counselor in a polite manner.

Looking at Zhang Wei's well-behaved appearance, the counselor couldn't help but sigh.

As a Ph.D. student from Qingdao University, he must be a top academic. He has also seen many top academics, such as those who had very good grades in high school, but whose grades plummeted after entering college.

Some people can't adapt to the pace of study and life at university. This is normal.

But this is the first time that the counselor has seen someone like Zhang Wei, who went from getting a perfect score in the college entrance examination to being in last place and adapting so poorly.

"Zhang Wei, have you been sick recently? Are you feeling unwell?" the counselor asked with a kind face.

"No, my body feels great, my food tastes delicious, and I feel like I am reaching the sky every morning!" Zhang Wei replied with a smile.

"Well, let's not talk about Yizhu Qingtian for now." The counselor then asked: "Then nothing happened to your family, right?"

"No, I love you. My dad has no other hobbies besides smoking and drinking. He is bald and doesn't even need to perm his hair! My mom goes out to square dance every day and almost becomes the leader of the group." Zhang Wei continued. road.

"Did you have any conflicts with your roommates or classmates?"

"No. The three people in our dormitory are so close that if we put up a statue of Guan Gong, the Taoyuan Three will become sworn brothers!"

"Do the Taoyuan Three sworn brothers want to worship Guan Gong?" The counselor was stunned, and then said: "Classmate Zhang Wei, the Taoyuan Three sworn brothers are not worshiping Guan Gong, but heaven and earth. This heaven and earth are the soil of the Emperor, Heaven and Queen. "Shang Shu" "It is recorded in "Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou Dynasty, that when he was conquering Shang Zhou, he said that the crime of being a trader should be prosecuted to the emperor and the empress..."

"Teacher Zhao, aren't you studying world history?" Zhang Wei interrupted the counselor.

The counselor looked proud: "If you can't learn Chinese history well, how can you have the nerve to study world history? Wait, we are not discussing history now, we are talking about your problem. What happened to your final grade? ah?"

"Didn't they all pass?" Zhang Wei immediately pretended to be stupid.

"Passed? How could your goal be so low! This is Qingdao University, not an ordinary university. There is no such thing as long live passing here!" the counselor said anxiously.

Zhang Wei immediately pretended to be enlightened; "When I was in college, I heard people say that as long as you don't fail in college, it will be fine. It turns out that you have to strive for high scores just like high school!"

"Isn't this nonsense! With a score of 750, do you only know how to take exams? Why is your emotional intelligence so low? That's not right. If you only know how to take exams, how can you only be ranked last in the exam?" The counselor complained in his heart,
Zhang Wei continued, "Teacher Zhao, I understand now. Don't worry, I will do well in the next exam!"

Seeing Zhang Wei's sincere attitude, the counselor let Zhang Wei go. After a few words of encouragement, he let Zhang Wei leave.

After walking out of the counselor's office, Zhang Wei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This semester is over. As for next semester, when I publish my paper on graphene, even if I don't take the final exam next year, no one will dare to trouble me! I mean, autistic people don't have to take the final exam. I envy him so much!”

Chen Ming, an autistic person, was originally recruited into Tsinghua University as a special talent. When he came, he went to the laboratory. There was no need to take public required courses such as Mao Zedong and Mao Zedong, Outline of Modern History, etc., and the final exam was even more difficult. Just dispense with it.

"I worked so hard to make graphene so that I can enjoy the treatment of autistic people. What a world!"

While envious of autistic people, Zhang Wei walked leisurely through the corridor. But he found that the classmates passing by were looking at him with a strange look, and some even had a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

"The consequences of being the last one are here!" Zhang Wei smiled nonchalantly.

When you first entered school four months ago, you were a god with perfect scores in the college entrance examination!
In the final exam four months later, you will be the bottom one!

Once God falls from the altar, what greets you will definitely not be sympathy and comfort, but sarcasm and ridicule!

"Fortunately, this is modern society, not the Immortal Cultivating Sect in novels. Otherwise, my brothers and sisters from the same sect would have started to bully me! Then do I have to say, 'Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river? Don't bully young people into being poor, so that they can be worthy of my character!"

Zhang Wei returned to the dormitory and immediately felt Ye Haotian's extremely resentful eyes. "What's wrong? Who bullied you? You have a droopy face, like a resentful woman!"

"You have the nerve to ask! Who dares to bully me except you, the big devil!"

Ye Haotian complained in his heart first, and then answered: "How come you came last in the exam?"

"The test questions are too difficult, I can't do them!" Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"You still have the nerve to smile? You're the last one, aren't you ashamed?" Ye Haotian complained again in his heart and said with a serious face:

"It must be that cart of tape that has affected your study! From today on, don't go to Zhongguancun to sell tape. Come to the library with me, and I will personally supervise your study!"

"No, it's a holiday!"

"You still have to study even during the holidays!" Ye Haotian said firmly.

"Brother Haotian, it's winter vacation and we're celebrating the New Year. You're not going home?"

"I'll tell my family that I won't go back and will study with you here!" Ye Haotian didn't hesitate at all.

"Brother Haotian, this is true love between you and me!" Zhang Wei shook his head helplessly, and then continued: "If you don't go home, I have to go home! You are not my wife, you can't go back Let’s celebrate the New Year at my house!”

"Go away, who will give you true love!"

"Are you still thinking about that girl who came third in the college entrance examination? Do you want to learn from each other and compare notes with her?" Zhang Wei deliberately made a lewd expression.

The autistic man was also aroused by the burning desire for gossip, and he came over curiously: "What girl is ranked third in the college entrance examination? Let's talk about the discussion in detail."

"You don't know, our dormitory was originally for four people..."

"Don't listen to Zhang Wei's nonsense, it's nothing!" Ye Haotian immediately interrupted Zhang Wei.

After all, a high-quality human male is a young male college student who will blush when talking about pornographic jokes. Unlike Zhang Wei, who has experienced social beatings, he has been shameless and skinless, and he was quickly defeated.

……

After some good talk and Zhang Wei's promise not to sell tape next semester but to study hard, the high-quality human male finally agreed to go home for the New Year.

Early in the morning, Zhang Wei and the autistic man took Ye Haotian to the subway entrance and watched him walk into the gate before returning to Tsinghua University.

After walking into the dormitory, Zhang Wei closed the door and magically took out a bottle of Yanjing beer from his cabinet.

"As promised, I'll treat you to a beer!" Zhang Wei handed the beer to the autistic man.

"Drink it early in the morning?" The autistic man hesitated and didn't dare to answer.

"In the morning market in our rural areas, there are many people drinking wine. They don't even eat in the morning, so they just have a glass of dry sweet potato wine!" Zhang Wei explained.

I heard that some people drink alcohol as their first meal every morning, and the autistic person suddenly showed an envious expression.

Zhang Weize continued: "Drink early and sober up early. We have to do experiments at night!"

"Doing experiments tonight?" The autistic man blinked in confusion, but he still took the beer and took a big sip.

After a sip of beer, it no longer matters when you do the experiment...

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