Shan Pao impatiently took the test paper from Chen Hui. According to his original plan, he randomly selected a few questions about the test papers made by Chen Hui, and then scolded them mercilessly, even if he had achieved the purpose of venting his anger for Zhang Lang.

But when a pair of eyes casually swept over the answers to the test paper, their eyes widened, and as the more questions they looked at, their eyes widened, their eyebrows became tightly frowned, and soon they piled up into a deep Sichuan character.

call!

Shan Cannon breathed a long sigh, looking at the calm Chen Hui in front of him with complicated eyes, and dense sweat oozed out of his forehead. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, he would be really unbelievable. In less than two minutes, Chen Hui had completed the test paper, and the accuracy of the answer was as high as 100%...100%!

Zhang Lang covered his knees and waited for Shan Cannon to scold Chen Hui like a sea of ​​scolding, but Shan Cannon was not able to speak, and Shan Cannon's expression was abnormal. His eyes turned, volunteered to step forward, cleared his throat and spoke sarcastically, and scolded without hesitation: "Chen Hui, look at what makes the counselor angry? With your answering skills, don't embarrass you."

"Counselor, I have no problem with my answer."

Chen Hui directly ignored Zhang Lang, and asked Shan Cannon with a bright smile.

“No problem.”

Shanpao repeatedly confirmed and quickly swept the test questions several times to answer the questions. The questions were filled out very rigorously, but because the answer speed was too fast, the fonts looked a bit sloppy, but even so, they were much more beautiful and graceful than most students in the class.

When Zhang Lang saw that Chen Hui was directly ignored, he had no sense of existence and had to continue speaking, but Shanpao's answer made him stunned and his head was a little irritated. What does it mean to have no problem?

"How many were wrong?"

Chen Hui asked for advice modestly.

Shanpao swallowed, looked at Chen Hui who was humbly asking for advice in disbelief, and said with a dark face: "There is no wrong question."

Isn't there a wrong question?

Zhang Lang jumped up like a cat with a tail stepped on, staring at Chen Hui like a ghost, with an incredible face, wondering if his ears were wrong.

The other friends in the class were also shocked.

"No, no, you used to do a lot of mistakes in the questions."

Zhang Langtouyao's like a rattle is unscientific.

"I had no choice but to force it." Chen Hui smiled shyly and sighed and said softly: "My repair ability is already very strong. If I have a very strong grasp of cultural course knowledge, I am afraid that it will hurt my classmates' self-esteem, so I used to do more mistakes in my questions.

However, I am about to graduate, and there is no need for me to continue to hide my abilities. I will show my true abilities in the future. Please forgive me."

Zhang Lang's eyes twitched a few times, his throat twitched, and he was so jealous that he almost sprayed out an old blood. He still couldn't accept Chen Hui's words.

Other students in the class showed a sudden enlightenment. They all felt that Chen Hui's strong ability in cultural courses was not unacceptable, and they even thought that Chen Hui's cultural courses should be particularly strong. Although restoring vintages requires hands-on ability, if you lack knowledge, how can you perfectly repair the incompleteness of vintages?

Chen Hui was really thinking about everyone. He was willing to silently hide the true strength of cultural courses for several years and did not reveal it. He gave the scholarship to other students in need. He was so selfless. His eyes looked at Chen Hui and became very admirable!

The mountain cannon could not find the attack point, so he handed the paper to Chen Hui again, and said with a cold face: "I heard that something went wrong in your repairing jade pen during your internship?"

"yes."

Chen Hui nodded calmly. He had already expected that the mountain cannon would attack him with this matter.

"I don't object to going out for an internship, but you made such a big mistake. I hope you can handle this properly. I will give you a vaccination in advance. If you can't repair the jade pen, I will consider whether to cancel the issuance of your graduation certificate.

After all, an unqualified restorationist who has obtained a school diploma is also a person who goes out to lose his ideal university. It is better not to issue it."

Shanbo fanned his fan and warned without hesitation.

Chen Hui did not expect that Shanpao was so partial to Zhang Lang, so he even threatened to take his graduation certificate. To be honest, Chen Hui didn't care whether he got a college diploma. According to his ability to repair antiques, he didn't need a graduation certificate to prove it. Without a graduation certificate, he could still find a decent job.

However, he had to get a diploma, because only by obtaining a diploma can he know his life experience. This is Wu Liang, who raised him, asked him for his own sake.

Since childhood, I have been practicing hard to repair my ability without fear of the severe cold and heat. I have only one goal, which is to know why my parents had to abandon me cruelly. I was about to succeed, but I couldn't give up all my previous efforts.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Hui swept away the disturbed thoughts in his mind and replied expressionlessly. "I will definitely deal with the problem of repairing jade pens."

"That's good."

Shanpao let out a heavy hum in his nose, and he slapped out of the classroom like meatballs.

"Chen Hui, I won't let you go."

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth and rubbed his bloody knees unwillingly.

"Do you know what I did to your uncle Zhang Bin when I left Jinyang Museum this morning?"

Chen Hui slowly rolled up the sleeves of the long gown little by little.

"What?"

Zhang Lang asked in confusion.

"I slapped your Uncle Zhang Bin's mouth." Chen Hui raised his right hand as if showing off: "Do you want to try the feeling of being suffocated?"

"You dare to hit me Uncle Zhang Bin?" Zhang Lang felt as if he heard the funnyest joke. He couldn't even straighten his waist. He put his face over and pointed at his face arrogantly and said, "I'll give you my face, you'll hit you, beat me."

Bang!

Chen Hui was already planning to slap from which angle? Since Chen Hui was willing to cooperate, he would not be polite. He slapped hard and slapped Zhang Lang accurately on the right face. Zhang Lang, who was unprepared, was directly slapped and fell to the ground and lay on the floor.

"Chen Hui, you dare to hit me?"

Zhang Lang covered his swollen and hot right face, stood up with dizzy head, and screamed with stars in his eyes.

Chen Hui shrugged his shoulders, shook his hands with an unfair expression, and said unhappily: "You asked me to slap you. The whole class can testify. I like to be helpful the most. In order to make my ecstasy, my hands were numb. Now, people who are honest with me are really hard to find."

“We can testify.”

The whole class echoed enthusiastically and actively. Today, Zhang Lang deliberately framed Chen Hui again by breaking the bottom line, which made them even more disgusted with Zhang Lang's despicable behavior and expressed their support for Chen Hui.

"Okay, okay, Chen Hui is settled the score during our football game. I will see if I won't kick you to death then." Zhang Lang grinned and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, said a harsh sentence, and limped out of the classroom.

Chen Hui was indifferent to Zhang Lang's ruthless words to take revenge. At worst, I would just not participate in football games. Anyway, my football skills are very bad.

After looking at the classmates who were cheering and excited, Chen Hui no longer continued to waste time and ran out of the classroom.

Chen Hui’s purpose is very simple now, which is to repair the broken jade pen. If it were the past, even if he had outstanding repair ability, he could only scratch his ears and face the broken jade pen and sigh as much as possible. But now it is different. His right index finger has incorporated a magical jade pen. Repairing the jade pen may not be an impossible task.

In addition, whether the jade pen is restored is related to your reputation and more importantly, whether you can get a diploma. You must do your best.

If the football rolls for a long time, the word rolling can be refined and produced. The vacuum cleaner absorbs dust for a long time, and the word absorbs the word, and then any object will be related to the cultivation, and it will definitely be able to produce the word "revise"!

If a character for scheming can appear on the pen, the broken jade pen will definitely be repaired with a wave of the jade pen. But how can a character for scheming can appear on the pen?

Chen Hui summarized his experience and soon had an idea and goal in his mind. He widened his eyes and observed the surroundings, looking for everything related to "cultivation". His hard work pays off. When he walked to the school gate, his eyes that had no results were searching all over and lit up suddenly, and then he rushed to the opposite side of the school with excitement.

Click click!

Under the shade of the tree opposite Ideal University, a shoe repair stall was temporarily built. The shoe repairman holding a cigarette was holding a handle that was yellow and missing. He gently shook it. The round wheel of the shoe sewing machine began to rotate and drive the mechanical gears inside the sewing machine. Under the joint action, the needle and thread were quickly shuttled, and a pair of open red high heels were quickly sewn. In a few seconds, the edge of the high heels was opened tightly and tightly sewed.

The shoemaker squirted the ash, reached out and picked up a pair of small scissors, skillfully cut off the protruding thread heads in the front of the sewn red high heels, bent down and picked up another pair of black leather shoes, took off the insoles from the inside of the shoes, picked up the handle of the shoe sewing machine and started to repeat the sewing. From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at him sitting on his bench, wearing a black robe and handsome Chen Hui.

Chen Hui was always interested in observing the shoe sewing machine without saying a word, which made the shoe repairman puzzled. When his eyes swept to the thousand-layer cloth shoes on Chen Hui's feet, he couldn't help asking: "Young man, you don't repair shoes or take shoes, what do you want to do?"

"I want to touch your shoe sewing machine."

Chen Hui pointed to the old-fashioned shoe sewing machine that was supported on the ground in a triangle.

"Touch it, I have been sewing a shoe machine for thirty years, and I have sewn countless shoes."

The shoemaker put the repaired leather shoes insoles again, took a few puffs of cigarettes, and threw the leather shoes aside. Damn, the people wearing leather shoes are definitely sweaty and smelly! He looked at Chen Hui with a weird look, and couldn't figure out what it is to touch the oily shoe slit machine. Now the college student's preferences are very special.

When Chen Hui heard that the shoe sewing machine had a history of 30 years, his eyes became brighter. According to his experience, the older the objects used, the richer the energy it stores, just like a kicked football contains much richer than a new football.

Chen Hui's hand excitedly stroked the greasy shoe sewing machine. With a thought, the surging energy in the shoe sewing machine was transmitted into his index finger. Chen Hui's eyes were nervously watching his fingers, waiting nervously for a new font to appear on the end of the jade pen. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!