Young Again

"Mr. Chen, your driver's license has been issued."

When Chen Wang was studying in the office, there was a knock on the door and the driver, Lao Zhao, handed him a driver's license.

"Wow, that's pretty fast."

Chen Wang took the driver's license, looked at it, and was quite satisfied.

He just turned 12 last December and signed up for the exam straight away.

In fact, I only went there twice. Once I ran two laps of the second part, and once I got familiar with the route of the third part, memorized a few points, and then went directly to take the test.

The total driving practice time was less than an hour.

After all, he had already driven very well in his previous life. As an experienced driver with hundreds of thousands of kilometers, there would be basically no problem if he just memorized the procedures.

In addition, the exams nowadays do not require class hours, so it is not a very difficult thing.

Honestly speaking, at this point in time, people like him don't even need a driver's license...

But it wasn't too troublesome, and I also liked to hear the electronic sound of passing the exam, so I went to get it in person.

Now that he has a driver's license, he can drive like crazy without any worries.

Now the Youxiang software is still under development, so he doesn't have to be too busy. So the moment he got his driver's license, he wanted to drive openly.

So, I just packed up the study materials I needed, changed into a spare school uniform in the office, went downstairs to the company building, and after a little hesitation in the parking lot, I chose a very new Maybach with 50,000 kilometers that the company had just purchased recently.

The reason I bought another one is because it was a new model and I needed to deduct the tax.

In addition, the company now has a lot of business, mainly from Jiangcheng, but also many from other prefecture-level cities. A few cars are simply not enough, so the S450 that I owned before was given to others.

Maybach has become Mr. Chen’s exclusive car.

The license plate number was also a reward last year because I was a big taxpayer, Jing K111111.

After getting into the car, Chen Wang drove it to the gate of No. 3 Middle School.

I found the nearest paid parking space and stopped on the side of the road.

Then, I walked towards the school with my schoolbag on my back.

When he walked to the gatekeeper, the uncle let Chen Wang in before he could say anything.

In the past, Chen Wang would definitely pass on the cigarette. But now, after all, he was back to school.

In fact, the security guard had known him for a long time. Apart from being the richest man at the age of 18, he had been the top student in the school for many consecutive exams, so he belonged to a super privileged class.

Honestly, it’s not really a privilege.

After entering the third year of high school, one hundred days before the college entrance examination, you can apply to review at home.

Can students with good grades do this even more?

After all, being able to maintain a high ranking in an environment means that this student has strong autonomy. Some of the school's learning schedules are not reasonable for him.

It may even be more effective to learn on your own.

Of course, there are not many such students in No. 3 Middle School.

After the class ended and the bell rang, Chen Wang also walked into the classroom carrying his schoolbag...

"Oh my god, the boss is here!"

"Rare visitor!"

"With tens of thousands of people coming every day, how can they still have time to come to a place like ours?"

"No way." Chen Wang waved his hand and corrected him seriously, "It's more than 100,000."

To be precise, the net profit after tax is more than 100,000 yuan.

The gross profit before tax is easily hundreds of thousands.

However, no matter how much money it is, it is a huge sum of money that is out of reach for these high school students.

"Will the boss leave again after he comes back this time?"

"Take me too, Dad."

"Really, please, godfather!"

Facing the boys' flattery, Chen Wang smiled, interrupted them, and walked to Li Xintong's side: "What time does the evening self-study usually end?"

"At eight, there is also an evening self-study class at nine-thirty, but basically not many people attend, and I didn't attend either." Li Xintong, holding a pen in her hand, raised her head and looked at Chen Wang, smiling and said, "What's the matter, what do you want to do?"

"I said I'll take you home in the evening." Chen Wang tapped his fingers on her book and said very naturally.

"Did you get your driver's license?" Li Xintong asked in surprise.

Because he was worried about gossip among school students, Chen Wang never took this road even if it was open.

Basically, don't show off your driving skills to avoid causing bad influence.

"Yes, I just came down." Chen Wang said.

"That's fine, but..." Li Xintong felt a headache when she thought about his current popularity. She could already foresee a group of people chattering and calling him daddy.

"By the way, are you back today because of the Hundred-Day Oath-Taking Ceremony?" Huang Jing came over and asked curiously.

"Today?" Chen Wang was surprised.

"Yes, March 3rd is today. The school held the Hundred-Day Oath-taking Ceremony in the last class in the afternoon... I thought the school invited you back." Huang Jing joked.

"Why did you invite me back? And want me to donate money again?" Chen Wang laughed.

"You are the top student in your grade, why are you pretending to be so arrogant?" Li Xintong couldn't help but complain.

"I know, second in the grade." Chen Wang shot back.

Li Xintong picked up the gel pen and raised it, hovering it over the back of Chen Wang's hand, revealing a fierce expression: "You want me to stab you, right?"

"Hey, stop flirting here. I can't stand it." Huang Jing was really annoyed by the show of these two people.

However, it is indeed youthful and beautiful for a talented man and a beautiful woman to do this kind of thing.

"But I am really a little scared of you. Last time I was only two points short. This time in April, I really feel the pressure is overwhelming." Chen Wang said respectfully.

"So you came back? Are you afraid that I will surpass you?"

"Yes, yes, it's terrible that you have surpassed me."

"Just wait and see."

Li Xintong puffed her cheeks towards Chen Wang, blew a breath in a very cute way, and then began to concentrate on solving the questions.

Chen Wang also returned to his seat, put down his schoolbag and sat down.

Zhao Tingting, who was quite cute before, was now full of negative pressure. After seeing Chen Wang, she complained: "If you don't come back, let the teacher change your seat. I can't see my deskmate many times a year. It's like being a widow."

"Why are you talking so ambiguously?"

"I have no one to talk to and I'm bored." Zhao Tingting said without any concealment.

"You've improved so much before, but now I heard that you've regressed... What's going on, brother?" Chen Wang felt a little sad.

Zhao Tingting was indeed very motivated before and wanted to compete with Chen Wang.

After all, they had a bet. As long as her academic performance improved more than Chen Wang's, she would be able to absorb his spiritual roots and devour his essence.

However, he was completely crushed in that exam, and his faith in Taoism was shattered, so he no longer had the heart to practice.

The existence of geniuses in small sects is harmful to these outer sect disciples.

Unlike the top-level sects, no matter how strong the disciples are, they will be threatened by the rapid progress of their fellow disciples. They can't help but sigh: There are so many heroes in the world!

"Can your company arrange a position for me, old classmate?" Zhao Tingting showed an expression of not wanting to work hard.

She thinks the relationship between the two is actually very good.

After all, Chen Wang was the first boy to see Tingting.

"I suggest you get an undergraduate degree."

"What nonsense! How many people in our class can go to college?"

"Then go to a junior college, and when you graduate, apply for a job at the company and just mention my name."

"Can't I just go to your place and be a broadcaster? Why do you still require academic qualifications?"

"But we don't lack comedians."

"…You're so funny [M]!"

Li Xintong was very happy to see Zhao Tingting's defense being broken.

Although the other party no longer dares to conflict with her now, it is still very pleasant for her to suffer a little setback.

Girls are like this, they can remember one thing for a lifetime.

At this moment, the class bell rang.

The geography teacher came in and laughed when he saw Chen Wang: "You're here?"

"Coming, coming." Chen Wang responded with a smile.

"That's a rare visitor."

After the teacher said this, the class started laughing and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The geography teacher didn't let Chen Wang idle at all: "You should have done yesterday's homework, right?"

"Teacher, I write every day." Chen Wang.

"Then you will have to solve all the difficult problems today. Can you do it?" asked the geography teacher.

"no problem."

Chen Wang was not at all nervous. Even though he hadn't attended classes for many days, when he was explaining the questions, he was still the best in the class.

This makes the geography teacher who teaches in the poor class feel like drinking fine wine.

Not only him, but teachers of other subjects also started to cue him crazily when they saw Chen Wang coming.

This behavior is not completely licking. For example, if you are a teacher and you teach a poor class, but there are still students in your class who want to learn, and this student happens to be untainted by mud and has good grades, then this student basically becomes the only reason for you to come to work every day.

It is a spiritual pillar.

It is a refueling station for the teacher’s soul.

Moreover, distance creates beauty, and Chen Wang's occasional visit makes these teachers even more excited, happy, and secretly pleased.

Basically every teacher would chat with Chen Wang after class with a smile on their face.

The main content of the chat was that they should not forget their subjects when studying at home.

For teachers, the key is not how well top students score overall, but how they perform in that subject.

If everything is good except one subject, it would be worse than being killed by a shark.

After the day's regular classes ended and the last class began, the radio called all the senior high school students to the playground.

Hundred-day oath-taking ceremony.

Basically all domestic high schools have such a ceremony.

Even No. 3 Middle School.

Because Class One and Class Two are indeed classes for further studies.

“If you feel it’s hard, think about the 25,000-mile Long March; if you feel it’s tiring, think about the veteran revolutionaries!”

The principal, who was standing on the flag stand, clenched his fist and shouted these words, his voice sonorous and powerful, injecting strong energy into the heart.

And then, it was a super realistic armor-piercing bow: "Many people feel that they are not good enough and can't get into college no matter what. However, they come to school every day and don't miss a single class. What's the point of coming to study if you don't want to learn? Is it difficult to get into college? It's very simple! In the last 100 days, it's really no problem to improve your score by 100 points! Many people calculated that their scores increased by 100, so what is the situation now?"

"There are many people who laugh and joke around every day and are late for class. If you ask them, they just overslept. How can you sleep well as a high school student of this age?"

"You don't need to sleep much when you are alive, you will naturally sleep forever after you die!"

"If you want to learn, then study hard! Otherwise, what's the point of this school? You might as well drop out now and have fun at home!"

"People, you can't be bad at studying and bad at playing, right?"

While he was speaking, Chen Wang couldn't help but complain: "What a cunning principal, he's trying to persuade everyone to quit and increase the enrollment rate."

Liu Zhihao, who was standing next to him, covered his mouth and smiled as he said, "Do we still need to persuade them to quit? Many of them were expelled after they entered the third year of high school."

"Is there such a thing?" Chen Wang was surprised.

"Some time ago, we suddenly conducted a raid on the toilets and expelled more than a dozen students who smoked." Liu Zhihao said, "Ma Hao, who had a fight with you before, was also expelled."

"Ah? He's smoking too."

"No, he was not there when we caught him smoking. But the school also expelled him for skipping classes too much." Liu Zhihao felt a little funny when talking about this. "In fact, he was not the only student who skipped classes. But after this warning, many people did behave themselves."

"After all, they still want to get their high school diploma, or their parents won't allow them to get it."

It sounds like something that has no value at all, and in fact, it is difficult for many people to achieve.

In his previous life, Chen Wang’s three girlfriends couldn’t even get together a high school diploma.

The Fiji Cup Tangtang that Chen Wang used in the company only had a junior college diploma.

"What is the current top score in the school?" Chen Wang asked curiously.

Liu Zhihao thought for a moment and said, "One boy per class, 577."

“This score is amazing.”

Chen Wang felt that it was not much different from Jiangcheng Institute of Technology, a 984.5 university in Jingbei Province.

As the top student in No. 3 Middle School, it is indeed remarkable.

"How can you calculate it like that?" Liu Zhihao explained to Chen Wang, "Although the first-tier score for liberal arts is higher than that for science, the further you go in the future, the harder it is to get a score. Your score of 570 is far better than his."

In Jingbei (Jingbei paper), 510 points is the first-tier line for science, and 520 is the first-tier line for liberal arts. But if it is the top institution of learning, Jiangcheng University, 620 is required for science and 590 for liberal arts.

"Having said that..."

"You still want to get the highest score in the school, right?" Liu Zhihao discovered Chen Wang's ambition.

That’s right, no matter whether you study liberal arts or science, you are in No. 3 Middle School. You have reached this level, so you must get first place.

But for this, Chen Wang needs to pay some price.

At least 580 is stable.

But obviously, this result is very difficult.

It is really painful to improve liberal arts later on, it all depends on whether you can get a C in liberal arts.

People who can get a C in liberal arts basically have super memory.

But now, I am really busy.

But what the hell will he do if he has nothing to show for his boasting to Tongzi's daughter in a few years?
So, in response to Liu Zhihao's joke, Chen Wang smiled faintly: "I will definitely win."

It’s very simple, isn’t it enough for me to study hard?

"Kuang Kuang Kuang, you and your girlfriend have pushed me to the brink of death." Liu Zhihao applauded.

For Lao Jiang, this is also something worth being excited about.

Last year, there were only ten students in the whole school who were admitted to the first-class universities, including three in the arts.

This year, there are three students who were admitted to the top universities in this class of poor students alone.

Of course, not the entire school has improved.

At present, there are only fourteen seedlings in total.

In other words, these three students in my class are all unexpected surprises for the school.

So this time, when the principal was speaking to the whole school, he was actually secretly happy.

This may be the strongest one.

Among the 14 students in the first-tier universities, there may be 211 students from 5 universities.

In previous years, there was basically only one 211, or at most two!

The atmosphere can be contagious.

After the Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony, our enthusiasm for learning has indeed increased a lot after we returned to the classroom because of the encouragement from the leaders.

Many people actually believe this.

That is one hundred days, during which a miracle can happen!
This kind of enthusiasm permeated the entire evening study session.

The sky was completely dark.

After the first evening self-study session, most of the students went home.

As soon as Chen Wang and Li Xintong walked side by side, several students came over and surrounded Chen Wang enthusiastically, fearing that they would miss out on licking him.

"I'm overtaking, there's a Maybach parked here!"

“This is the first time I’ve seen a new model of Maybach in Jiangchuan.”

"Awesome! Whose car is this? It's parked here. Is it to pick up students?"

When the three middle school students were talking after school, the car lights suddenly came on.

Amid everyone's puzzled gaze, Chen Wang took out the car keys.

Zou Yu exploded on the spot: "Wow, brother, it's your Maybach!"

"When did you pass the driving test? Don't drive without a license!" Another male classmate was also shocked.

"Godfather, can I take a ride in your Maybach?"

"Please, Dad, let me sit down for a moment!"

Under the envious gazes of the students from the third middle school, Chen Wang walked to the car door, opened it, and said, "There are only three seats in the back row, don't overload it."

Soon, three boys squeezed into the back seat of the car, and kicked the fourth boy who was trying to squeeze up to the top down, just like Emperor Gaozu.

Li Xintong opened the passenger door quite naturally and sat down casually.

Compared to those boys, the one who was truly envied and jealous to death was Li Xintong.

All the girls looked over there with different expressions.

At this moment, Li Xintong's vanity reached its peak.

There is no doubt that she enjoys this moment.

Just like this, Chen Wang got in the car and slowly drove out.

At this moment, all the high school students felt that their NPC identity was so real.

Chen Wang's life is a fantasy that can never be touched...

The boys in the back row were still barking, Li Xintong continued to act cool, and Chen Wang couldn't help wanting to laugh so he stopped at the red light.

Turning around, he saw his old friend riding a modified will-o'-the-wisp, followed by a girl in suspenders and denim shorts who looked like she was only wearing underwear.

Maybach, fuck me.

While waiting for the traffic light, Ma Hao glanced to the side.

At this moment, the car window next to him slowly rolled down, and a slender hand rested on the side, with a cigarette butt between the fingertips emitting a hazy white mist.

Through the seemingly unreal smoke ring, he saw a familiar face.

It's Chen Wang...

Ma Hao felt as if he had been kicked by Bai, and he stood there in shock.

The girl sitting behind him slowly put down her hands that were around him, adjusted her clothes, and then held both sides of the back of the Will-O'-Wills car with her hands. She also looked at the handsome man in the Maybach in a daze.

The green light came on, the car windows rolled up, and the illusion returned to reality. (End of this chapter)