Chapter 148: Departure in the real world (seeking a monthly pass)

This is clearly deliberately demonstrating to yourself! ! He is teasing himself!
Baiyun now wants to pick up Zhou Jian, come to a 360-degree revolving round, and then throw this cockroach directly out the window.
Two minutes later, Zhou Jian climbed up again and the second reading comprehension was found.
But at this time, hearing began.
Zhou Jian has written the hearing 〖 answer〗 on the draft paper, but the listen still has to listen, can not be too outrageous.
In fact, the listening in the English test is much simpler than the one-choice and cloze-filling. I can fully understand Zhou Jian’s English level. He verified a few, and the answer is completely correct. Then he is too lazy to listen. It is.
The gods were out for a long time, and the hearing ended. Zhou Jian decisively finished the answer sheet, and then Zhou Jian squatted at the table for the third time.
At this time, the teacher’s face is green on the podium...
"Yang Yang, it is said that the white teacher of your class a was insured by the seven-year-old singer of our class?" I have to say that the strength of the girl’s rumor is really first-class, and the test will only end for a few hours. I know that.
Yang Yang listened to a smile. "It's not so exaggerated. White teacher is at most uncomfortable, but Zhou Jian has really gone too far. Even if he knows that he wants to hang, but he has to be correct, he will sleep for a while, and he will make a mess. In this way, the teacher has no good results. After all, the English for the next semester is still taught by Bai, but........." Yang Yang said that he shrugged here. "I guess Gu Jian is not going to class in the next semester, so ...he doesn't care."
"He will be snorted back in this way."
"Well, unless he is a Victoria or a family, he can't read it. I heard that his entrance score is very high. It's a pity." "This kind of person is really incomprehensible. It’s hard to go to a major university. Anyway, it doesn't matter to me anyway, hey, it's hard to finish the English exam, and tomorrow there is the "History of Chinese Ancient Literature", really tired."
"It is not easy to score high scores in the history of literature, but it is very easy to think about it. If you give the teacher a short answer, you can get 30 points." "I hope, but the old man of the history of literature is completely stubborn, for doctoral students. Very strict, maybe he will increase the difficulty on other topics." At Lingnan University, "History of Chinese Ancient Literature" should be considered a better subject, and the choice questions are all basic knowledge. The short answer question teacher gave the question as long as it is back.
However, for some lazy people, it is only effective to test the 12 short answer questions. It is obviously not acceptable. Some students begin to prepare for the exam. The so-called preparatory work, in addition to review, One is a print, I think a lot of bad silver knows.
At this time, the campus print Tang is definitely the busiest time set.
When Wang Xiaoyin pulled out an old USB flash drive from his pocket and the boss was hurting the ink cartridges in his printer.
The sixth character of the Song Dynasty, the line spacing was adjusted to the limit, a page of a4 paper was stuffed with six or seven thousand words, which is simply the Morse code.
Divided into three columns, then cut in half, dry, the word lu is outside, and then folded again, just in the palm of your hand, you can retract into the sleeve at any time, fully ergonomic.
This is the artifact of the exam. At that time, it is basically based on copying, supplemented by méng, and combined with méng to ensure passing.
After the small drink pressed the print button, he looked up and saw an acquaintance. This is actually taking a u disk, to come here to do bad things.
The two animals met, and the unspoken Lu had a wretched smile, and there was a feeling of heroes and sorrows.
Small drinking road: "Hey, do you want to give Zhou Jian a copy?"
The blind man shrugged. "Forget it, this guy will fail if he copied it all. If the old man finally focused on the lesson, he would dare not come. I suspect he didn't know where to copy it. It’s not a trivial matter to be honestly hanged and cheated by the patrol.

In fact, the capacity of the cheat sheet is limited, and the content is mostly useless. Unless the teacher gives the title, it may be too small to rely on the cheat sheet.
In the first year of the year, the teacher's requirements are often stricter, and the maximum number of strokes is given. The problem is not given much. For example, this time the old man gave only 6 questions and 30 points, and it was still mixed. Given in the title.
When the little drink and the donkey were busy, Zhou Jian was on the Internet to contact several gunmen he had found.
The final exams include college English, sports, liberal arts, history of ancient Chinese literature, ancient Chinese vocabulary, and Marx political economy.
I took college English on Monday, Tuesday is a history of ancient Chinese literature, Wednesday computer science, Thursday break, Friday political and political, next Monday sports...
Because the exam is still in need of military jade, the final exam is very tightly arranged. After one and a half weeks of examination, those students who usually do not work will be unlucky, and there is almost no review time.
I just took English exams, and I was prepared to prevent the gunmen from using them. In addition to the essays, all of them were in the question bank. The composition was completely coped with Zhou Jian’s English level. He even deliberately made a few special grammars. The sentence and some unfamiliar word phrases have been sold out.
However, this time, the history of the text, it depends on the gunman, you must know that the school computer can not store the "Chinese history of ancient literature" question bank, this subject has always been impromptu teacher teacher.
The three gunmen are studying the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Southern and Northern Dynasties literature and the poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Three PhD students are studying. Relatively speaking, doctoral students in liberal arts are still poor. Medical doctoral students can already go to the hospital for internships. Not only do they have good income, but they can also collect red packets. A little bit of engineering, they are the life of the workers, the tutor pulls the subject, they are responsible for the experiment, but it is a bit of money.
As for the doctoral students of the liberal arts, it is relatively bleak. The literary thing, the famous fart is also fragrant, and it is not good to say that it is not good.
Three fresh doctoral students, they were easily hired. Zhou Jian looked at the articles they published, or they were satisfied with the ting. They were talking to them about the price. At this time, the nephew called and said, "Hey, where did your kid die?" Yes, I can't find you tomorrow, I will drink a small drink at the print shop. Would you like to prepare a set of pick-up artifacts?"
Zhou Jian smiled and said: "No, you still don't understand my strength, my history is still possible."
"Take it down, you don't dare to come to the last class of the old man. I guess you have already gotten his little book." "Which teacher's little book has mine, I am used to it." "Get it, count me. Bai said. "The scorpion hangs up the phone, and the small drink asks: "Do you want to copy the book in the end?" The scorpion shrugged. "Don't mention it, this buddy is standing up to become a Buddha."
In the evening, Zhou Jian did not return to the dormitory, or lived in Xihuyuan. After the gunman's work was settled, he began various experiments.
He has been experimenting with the methods of acting both the deity and the ghost incarnation, but he has not succeeded, and he has to retreat. Zhou Jian has begun to experiment with the combination of the deity and the ghost incarnation. This is very easy. As long as the mind moves, the ghost slayer's avatar will be summoned in the form of spiritual energy, and God will not know how to fit with himself.
It’s okay to keep fit for one day at a time. When the time is long, he will feel mentally overdraft and languish.
Is there any solution? Zhou Jian thought of leaving, maybe she would have some suggestions.
Zhou Jian transferred his mind to the ghost-killer, and a purple light fluttered from the ghost's arm, and the figure appeared.
At this time her face was a little pale, it seems to have experienced a lot of general consumption. "Master, are you calling me?"
"Leaving, how are you?" Zhou Jian saw the way he was, feeling that she was sick, did she come to this world?
"It's okay, just......... For the first time in the contract curse, I haven't adapted."
"Well?" Zhou Jianyi, do you still consume mental energy in the contract spell? Just like the ghosts and slayers who share the same spirit as the sect?
"Is not adapted? Is it because of mental exhaustion?" "No, it is not overdraft, but because of... the of the contract, the space there is very narrow." I said with some hesitation.

The space is small? How small is it?

"The space that can just accommodate the mental energy group can't move." Zhou Jian was stunned. He could imagine what it would be like if a person was stuffed into a jar and then put it on the mouth for two days. "You.........what are you not feeling good about not telling me early?"
"I don't want to take this small thing to trouble the owner. Moreover, patience is a must-have quality for followers. I was specially trained in this way when I was young."
Zhou Jian couldn't describe his feelings. When he looked away, he was full of distressed feelings. He said in a word: "In the future, if you encounter something, tell me, understand?"
"Yes, I understand." "Oh... I am really, there is no way for you. This is the order I gave you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
"You are sleeping here today, take a break, right......... You said before that the tester will go offline and the followers will enter the contract spell. Isn't that always being sealed?"
"Yes, but the contract stipulates that if the executor's avatar disappears, the follower can choose to let the consciousness enter a state of slumber, so that there is no sensation, but according to the contract, if the executor's avatar exists, the follower Must stay awake to get into battle at any time."
Zhou Jian was helpless. It turned out that because he frequently summoned the invaders of ghosts and slayers, he just turned his face into such a thing. "How come you are so stupid, that is what the contract says, I am in the real world......... The real world is the world I am in. I am safe here and there will be no fighting." @.