"Master, go to the old area in the south of the city."

"OK."

After parting with Ma Xingwang, Liu Yang called a car and rushed to the old area in the south of the city.

When he left school, Qi Feng's words had a certain impact on him.

But he didn't think too much.

I'm going to call Mengshan when I get back.

Ask Mengshan about Longmen Wudao college.

"Is the little brother from Yangcheng No. 3 middle school?"

On the way, the driver asked Liu Yang.

"Yes."

Liu Yang, who was thinking about things, replied with a smile.

The college entrance examination is coming soon. He is more sensitive when it comes to the third middle school.

"My son will go to martial arts school this year. He was admitted to Yangcheng No. 1 middle school."

"It is said that among the three Wudao middle schools in Yangcheng, one is better than the other."

"I don't know, little brother. How much better do you think one middle school is than three middle schools?"

The middle-aged driver with a mole in the middle of his eyebrow has a trace of pride on his face.

He asked Liu Yang through the rearview mirror.

"Er..."

Liu Yang was stunned by this problem.

In front of the students of No. 3 middle school, how much better is No. 1 middle school than No. 3 middle school?

"Yangcheng No. 1 middle school is really good."

After thinking about it, Liu Yang said, "as for how much better, it's hard to say."

"After all, the students of our No. 3 middle school, this year is October 1, 2019. National day

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