Zheng Zhengzhao was born in a province in the Central Plains where college entrance exams are popular, but he has been determined to take the exams for Tsinghua University and Peking University since he was a child.
I struggled for half my life to get into the second best high school in the city. After realizing how difficult it was to get into Qingbei in this province, I completely became a warrior of pure hatred.
Naturally, he also hated the transfer student from the capital.
I hate that he didn't have to wake up at 5 o'clock and go to bed at 12 o'clock in the past, and he was entangled with him about whether to go to the UK or the United States to study in the future.
I hated him even more for taking the first monthly exam after he came here, and he ranked second in grade.
Only ten points less than myself.
For this reason, even though he and he were at the same table, Zheng Zhengzhao also decided that if he came to ask him questions in the future, asked him to eat in the cafeteria, wanted to go home with him after school, etc., He would be cold-faced and no longer agree.
It's so twisted, it's so evil, it's so scary!
Zheng Zhengzheng, who was looking at the monthly exam rankings, thought, starting from this moment.
The day after he made up his mind, Zheng happened to see the transfer student surrounded by a group of gangsters outside the school.
Zheng Zhengzhao picked up the broom, and with the help of a flower stand that he studied in Shaolin Temple for a summer in elementary school, he learned a set of stick techniques and successfully scared off the gangsters.
Holding the broom, Zheng Zhengzhao clicked on the grade ranking list that the transfer student had dropped on the ground - his name ranked first on it was heavily circled by the transfer student with a pen.
"Are you still pursuing me?" Zheng Zhengzheng saw through his desire to surpass himself at a glance. He raised his chin and asked for repayment on the spot without any politeness.
The transfer student's dark eyes looked from the list to his face. After a long moment, he whispered: "Chase."
Don't chase rankings, chase you.
All I want to do is read, and my reflection arc will circle the earth eight hundred times × × I was chasing my wife at a young age
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