I Have an XP Panel

The self-study class was not over yet, Meng Shanjun, the head teacher, walked into the classroom, and everyone quickly calmed down.

Although Meng Shanjun's name has a good character, he is very strict, and few students are not afraid of him.

"First announce the results of the last liberal arts model test."

"No. 1, Jiang Ci, with a total score of 697, ranking No. 1 in grade."

"Second place, Liu Yuanyuan, with a total score of 663, ranked 12th in grade."

...

Jiang Ci seemed very calm, and the students were also very calm.

It's no wonder that the liberal arts dominance has dominated the list for three consecutive years.

After Meng Shanjun announced his liberal arts scores, he said: "I remind again that today is the last day of the registration time for the college entrance examination for the military sciences. Students who want to register will come to my office to fill in the application form later."

After Meng Shanjun left, the atmosphere in the classroom became lively again, but not many people talked about registration for the martial arts college entrance examination, because by this point, those who were capable had already signed up.

The college entrance examination of this era is divided into liberal arts and military subjects.

Unlike the liberal arts, the martial arts college entrance examination first examines the martial arts talent, and secondly, the liberal arts scores must meet the standard.

In addition, the Wuke college entrance examination will be conducted one week in advance, the specific time is June 1.

Counting from today, there will be exactly one month left.

Jiang Ci closed the book and stood up.

"It's not over yet, why are you going?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Sign up." Jiang Ci walked outside the classroom.

"Huh? Sign up? Jiang Ci, you want to take the Wuke college entrance examination?" Zhang Wei was taken aback for a moment and said in surprise.

When he shouted, the whole class heard it.

Everyone was shocked now.

Everyone knows that Jiang Ci has a good academic record, but his health is very poor.

Last month, when the martial arts college entrance examination just started registration, the whole school conducted a general survey of martial arts talents.

The perfect score for martial arts talent is 100 points, and the average score is 30 points for normal people.

But Jiang Ci had only 21 points in the test.

It is worth mentioning that the admission line of the Budo Academy in previous years was above 60 points.

On the contrary, the requirements for liberal arts scores are lower, with a total score of 750. As long as the score exceeds 450 and the martial arts score exceeds the line, you can enter the Budo Academy.

"Jiang Ci? You are not kidding? Just his body, if I can pass the martial arts college entrance examination, I will stand upside down and eat three kilograms of shit!" Someone laughed.

"Perhaps he just wants to see the Wuke college entrance examination." Some people speculated.

"It’s good to see and let him know that after all, this era is the era of martial artists. What's the use of good academic performance? When we become martial artists, we will be masters. Then he will still serve us!" Classmates sneered.

...

Jiang Ci just walked to the door of the classroom and smiled softly when he heard these words.

There will always be people who are crushed because of their IQ and hate Xueba.

"Wait for trembling, scumbags!"

Jiang Ci strode towards the head teacher's office.

After activating the experience value panel yesterday, he strengthened his belief in the road of warrior.

Although a classmate was mocking just now, he was right.

This era is ultimately the era of warriors.

When it comes to the word martial artist, people often think of being powerful, glorious, powerful, etc., who is the real master!

In contrast, ordinary people spend their entire lives in small cities and do not see the vast world.

He has been walking in this world difficult and ordinary for six years, and in the future, he doesn't want to be ordinary anymore!

A moment later, inside Meng Shanjun's office.

When Jiang Ci asked to sign up, Meng Shanjun also appeared very shocked.

"Now there is still a month before the college entrance examination for martial arts. Based on your physical condition, it is almost impossible to train your martial arts talent within a month. It is better to focus on the liberal arts. You have such good grades and follow the path of liberal arts. There is a great future in the future," Meng Shanjun persuaded.

"Always try." Jiang Ci smiled.

"You are different from the others in the class, and you usually think about things very well, no matter what, I won't persuade you." Meng Shanjun also laughed.

He knew the situation in Jiang Ci's family. He was born as a homeless child and brought a younger sister. It was very difficult.

But he had never heard Jiang's complaints, but worked harder. His liberal arts scores ranked first in grade for three consecutive years, which is definitely an inspirational example.

After Jiang Ci filled out the application form, Meng Shanjun looked at Jiang Ci's back and shook his head regretfully.

As we all know, martial arts talent can be improved through training, medicated baths, etc., to a certain extent.

He thought to himself, with Jiang's character, if he was born in a wealthy family, had no shortage of food and drink since childhood, and had genetic medicine to raise him, he might be able to become a martial artist.

Regrettably, given Jiang Ci's current family conditions, the body he raised is really bad.

...

Jiang Ci returned to the classroom, and under so many strange and mocking gazes, he just read the book quietly, but he was thinking about martial arts talent.

【Level: Ordinary People (26/100)】

"The full score of martial arts talent is 100 points. My last test was 21 points, which is the same as the value originally displayed on the experience value panel. Obviously, the value behind the level is my current martial arts talent."

"Furthermore, after adding 5 points of experience to my level, my physique has been significantly improved, indicating that my martial arts talent has become 26 points."

"Last year's Budo Academy admission line, the minimum requirement for martial arts talent is 63 points. There is still one month away from the martial arts college entrance examination. I just need to upgrade the martial arts talent before that!"

"When I go out tonight, I will ask Uncle Yang about the old hen."

After Jiang Ci had planned in his mind, he temporarily put the matter aside and continued to study hard.

At five thirty in the afternoon, the busy and fulfilling day ended.

Jiang Ci did not stay in the classroom for evening self-study like other students did, and left with his schoolbag.

The teacher and the monitor will not stop him, there is no way, study well.

This is also where Jiang Ci makes many people grit their teeth. Obviously, they have less study time than others, but their grades are good.

Only a few people such as Zhang Wei knew that Jiang Ci did not go to the evening self-study, but actually went to set up a stall and sell vegetables.

The Xinghuayuan where Jiang Ci lives belongs to a slum, and no one in the class lives there except him.

After Jiang Ci left, Zhang Wei fell into deep thought, as if he had made a decision.

...

Jiang Ci got on the rail car going home.

It is different from going to school in the morning, because there are not many people in the car when you get up early.

At this time in the afternoon, the car is very crowded.

Tired people, crowded by people around, can even fall asleep standing there.

Through the car window, you can occasionally see some ragged street children on the side of the road, all around ten years old.

Why is there no older one?

Because they will not live to a greater age.

Although there are welfare homes and orphanages in this era, there are too many homeless children to manage.

Jiang Ci specifically checked the information.

Two aura revivals have greatly changed the earth's environment, and powerful monsters have occupied the wilderness area.

Humans are trapped in various cities, and there are fewer places that truly belong to humans than in the old days.

There are seven cities in Daxia Kingdom. The Beishan Prefecture where he is now has 300 million people and the population density is very high.

The living conditions of ordinary people are far inferior to the old days before the great changes in the world.

The social order has been re-established for a hundred years, but it has only been more than 20 years since it has truly settled down.

It takes more time to solve problems such as homeless children.

After arriving at the station, Jiang Ci retracted his thoughts and squeezed out of the car from the crowded crowd.

"Become a warrior and live a more exciting life!"

Jiang Ci firmly believed and walked towards home in strides.

It was half past six when I got home, and Jiang Doudou would be late for school.

Jiang Ci didn't wait for her, he packed the vegetables that he had brought in in the morning, took the things for the stall, and went out again to a small road near Xinghuayuan.

Recently, it has become a fixed place for mobile vendors.

"Xiao Jiang, here."

From a distance, I saw neighbor Lao Yang beckoning.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang!"

Jiang Ci ran over, thanked him, and set up the booth next to him.

Lao Yang has always taken good care of him and helped him occupy a position every day.

"Haha, don't be polite to me. I really want to thank me. When your college entrance examination is over, you can take the time to help my grandson make up lessons!" Lao Yang said.

"No problem!" Jiang Ci smiled.

He had made up lessons for Lao Yang's grandson before.

"Uncle Yang, who boss gave you the old hen yesterday?" Jiang Ci asked casually.

"Boss Shen from Xilu Market, he is doing big business, and there is a slaughterhouse in Xilu. Do you want to buy some live chicken to sell?"

"I'm still in school, so I don't have the energy to do the live poultry business. I just think it tastes good, so I ask first, tomorrow is Saturday. I am going to buy two back."

Old Yang Xin said Jiang Ci's words and did not ask any more.

When setting up the stall, Jiang Ci didn't let go of studying either. He sat on the little horse, holding the textbook and looking attentively that someone came before he went to greet the business.

Today is not bad, I haven't met Li Mazi who loves to take advantage.

As Jiang Ci was thinking about it, he saw Li Mazi coming from a distance humming a little song, holding a grocery shopping cart in his hand.

"Xiaojiang, are there any discounts on food purchases today?" Li Mazi wanted to pick at the stall after approaching.

"No, recent inflation has increased prices." Jiang Ci shook his head.

"Xiaojiang, don’t be so stingy in doing business. Look at the boss of the Xilu market. He gave me an old hen for free. I am also your old customer. Or you give me something. I don’t want too much. A few catties of potatoes are ready."

Li Mazi opened the shopping cart and saw an old hen struggling inside.

"I'm a small business, I can't compare with those big bosses." Jiang Ci smiled.

"So stingy, how do you do business in the future!" Li Mazi said in a lesson tones.

"To be honest, I don't want to do your business." Jiang Ci smiled unchanged.

The nearby vendors all laughed. They were more or less taken advantage of by Li Mazi.

Li Mazi snorted coldly. A group of untouchables deserved to set up a stall selling vegetables all their lives.

Then amidst everyone's coaxing and laughter, he left with a black face.

Jiang Ci just smiled. This was probably the last time he set up a stall, so his attitude suddenly became so tough.

Now that I decided to take the road of warriors, I couldn't spend my time on setting up a stall to make money.

But what Li Mazi said just now made him fall into contemplation.

Mr. Shen from Xilu Market gave Lao Yang an old hen for free yesterday, and Li Mazi today.

What a coincidence?

Maybe they don't just send Lao Yang and Li Mazi.

So generous?

There seems to be a problem.