Chapter 501

This ranking still shocked a large group of people. Luan Tian, a liberal arts genius in class 12, praised himself as a critical poet of modern realism. He will be a great literary master in the future. His liberal arts achievements have always been the double material of the class and the level department. That's how it comes from.

Then, Jiang Wuchen's composition was published. Luan Tian was silly after reading it because he didn't understand... But he also understood that the gap between him and Jiang Wuchen was no longer the gap between ordinary students.

During this time, Zhong Zhenzhen and Li Li didn't work hard enough and their grades fell a lot. Zhong Zhenzhen fell out of the top 100 of the level department, and Li Li ranked behind 300.

If you can't reach 50, it's almost impossible to enter Shenzhou university through your own efforts.

When they saw Jiang Wuchen's achievements, they were in a mess and took Jiang Wuchen to treat him to delicious food.

It's winter vacation. For the students of class 12, it's equivalent to temporary relief. Peisong, Feilong and black egg also yelled for everyone to get together.

Now Jiang Wuchen is not what he used to be. Especially with Zheng Shaohe and Mi Xinghe around him, his status soared and he became the boss.

Those who know the inside story have regarded Jiang Wuchen as the boss. Those who don't know think he has occupied the light of the mixinghe river.

After the last class meeting, Ma Dongliu, the head teacher, announced the opening time of the school and then said it was a holiday.

There was a carnival in the classroom. "Brother Chen, you won the first place in the joint examination. I heard that you may get the opportunity of exemption from the examination of Shenzhou University. You must treat and entertain everyone. I ask you to do so in the name of the sports committee member." Peisong shouted.

Pei song didn't talk nonsense. Just before the results came out, Ma Dana had contacted Jiang Wuchen. Strictly speaking, the person who contacted Jiang Wuchen was not Ma Dana, but two professors from the Department of literature and philosophy of Shenzhou University. Both of them were once Pei Wenhua's students and received Pei Wenhua's notice to interview Jiang Wuchen.

The two sides met in the president's office. The two old professors put forward some academic views. Jiang Wuchen answered them like a stream, showing maturity and stability inconsistent with his actual age, and having a deep foundation in literature and philosophy.

The two teachers are very satisfied with Jiang Wuchen and have listed him as one of the students exempted from the examination, but now the news can't be told to Jiang Wuchen immediately. After all, it's still half a semester away from the college entrance examination. It's too early to publish the list now, usually before may after the new year

"Treat."

"Treat."

Fat Dragon clapped hands with black egg.

"Well, it's my treat tonight. You can count one by one. Hell bar Carnival!" Jiang Wuchen is also in a good mood. When he was in Qizhou before, he never ranked first in the exam. He actually felt very good when he was a Xueba.

"Yeah!"

Dozens of people immediately cheered.

Many students in the class had cars. Zheng Shao made a phone call and directly arranged an Audi team to come. Everyone got in the car and went straight to the hell bar.

The night came earlier than usual, and because of the overcast day, it was only 5:30 in the evening, and it was dark.

In order to protect these teenagers, Jiang Wuchen specially said hello. Hell bar will not be open tonight. Let's play here.

Singing, dancing, drinking, bragging

Pei song and several other boys took turns to drink Jingjiang Wuchen wine. They wanted to get Jiang Wuchen drunk. Finally, Jiang Wuchen was as stable as Mount Tai. They were all drunk.

Lying in a mess.

Jiang Wuchen gets up and goes to the toilet. When he comes out, he suddenly hears a girl crying not far away. The toilet is behind the bar. Here is a back door of the bar, which leads to the back alley.

Who is crying here?

Jiang Wuchen walked forward a few steps and found that she was a weak woman. The girl's name was Li Qing. She was insignificant in the class and could not be found in the crowd.

That is, Jiang Wuchen has a good memory, otherwise I'm afraid I can't remember her.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wuchen asked.

Li Qing was obviously startled, turned around and quickly wiped his tears, "nothing... Nothing."

She cried sadly and her eyes were swollen.

Jiang Wuchen said, "what happened? Did your boyfriend break up with you? Or cheat? I asked Peisong to teach him a lesson."

As soon as Li Qing heard it, he cried out and shook his head, "I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh? That's because who bullied you? It can't be because you didn't do well in the exam? I remember you seem to be ranked 18th in the level department! This score is quite good."

"Wuwuwuwu." Li Qing cried even more, "I... i... my father is ill."

Jiang Wuchen's scalp is tight and his face is slightly moved. He is infected by Li Qing's crying face at the moment. For Li Qing now, her father means heaven and earth, everything, and she cries so sad. Nine times out of ten, the disease is incurable.

"Don't cry. Maybe I can help." Jiang Wuchen smiled and took out his paper towel. "I know some doctors."

Li Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and her face was full of gratitude. She took Jiang Wuchen's paper, wiped her tears and said, "my father has liver cancer. He's in the late stage... Sobbing."

Jiang Wuchen took a breath, and there was a touch of bitterness on his face.

Li Qing seems to have found a vent and said all his grievances.

In fact, she is from Qizhou and her family is not well-off. Her mother takes care of her sick grandparents and young brother at home. Her father is an engineering supervisor and works on the construction site of Haichuan Yuanshan group. The salary is not high or low, but the workload is not small.

All his busyness is for his family and children. In order to let his daughter go to a better school, he spent a lot of money on relationships and let him enter violet.

Violet consumption is not low.

When Jiang Wuchen heard this, he couldn't help praising his father. At the same time, he can also feel how much pressure an ordinary man has to carry a heavy family burden forward!

I'm afraid it's the same way.

"Where is your father now?" Jiang Wuchen asked.

Li Qing cried, "he... After he was diagnosed a week ago, he... Went back to Qizhou. Sobbing, I just called my mother to know."