Chapter 9: Fame

In the hallway outside Class Three and Nine, a tall and handsome boy was looking at the book with concentration.
Yes, this boy is Song Yan who was kicked out of the classroom by Yan Weimin.
Do not forget that once the magical power is turned on, it won't stop. Song Ye doesn't want to waste this precious time. It is also good to be able to remember more content while time has not passed.
In the classroom, Yan Weimin's eyes occasionally glanced over Song Ye, and he could not help sneering secretly when he saw him: pretending to be like.
Near the end of the class, Song Zheng closed the book.
Because, the time for memorizing the magical powers has passed, and with a thought, he called up the system interface again.
Nothing else has changed, but the column of fame has changed again, from 30 to 35.
It seems that the courage to gamble with Yan Weimin just now has been recognized by five students.
"Hey, one step closer to 50 o'clock!" Song Yan could not help but smile.
The days passed and the weekend came. In the past few days, the bet between him and Yan Weimin gradually spread in the senior high school.
Of course, most of the students who knew this matter felt that Song Kun was too overwhelmed, because as the matter spread, his past test scores also spread.
The best time for his language test was 83 points, which was 37 points away from 120 points.
If there is only a gap of more than ten points, maybe this time there will be some suspense about gambling.
But 37 points, this number is too large, no one believes Song Kun can counterattack.
After the incident spread in school, Song Ye found that many students looked at him as if they were looking at jokes.
Song Yan was not angry about this. After the incident spread, it brought him some benefits, because when most students laughed and felt overwhelmed, a few students also admired his courage and gave him courage. Agree, so after a week, his fame has grown to 48 points, only 2 points away, and he can reach the 50 point draw requirement.
In addition to his increasing fame, these days, he has used his unforgettable magical power to memorize a large amount of Chinese knowledge, and even to improve his writing ability, he has also read a few writing techniques and world famous books.
As he became more and more proficient in using the unforgettable magical powers and became more efficient, he now remembers a book of more than 200,000 words, which only takes half an hour.
In other words, he can write down one million words with one pass without forgetting the magical power.
Looking at 48 points of fame, Song Yan decided to brush his fame to 50 points today. As for where to go, he already thought about it.
But before fame, you have to go to the uncle's house for dinner.
What makes Song Yan strange is that this time, the uncle actually didn't come back for dinner. The uncle is not at home, and the uncle will not give him a good look.
Especially at the dinner table, the uncle scolded him again, which made him quite depressed, but the faint tone from the uncle, the reason why the uncle did not go home for dinner was because the director of the Municipal Education and Education Bureau was about Uncle, there is a good chance that Uncle will improve, so these days have been doing some relationship outside.
Uncle can make progress, Song Yan is happy for him.
After reprimanding Song Yan, a loving smile appeared on Auntie's face and said to Song Xue: "Xiao Xue, how is your piano?"
Song Xuexiu frowned slightly, and said impatiently, "OK."
"Is there any confidence in winning the prize?" Auntie continued to ask.
Song Xue sneered: "This is just an amateur competition. If I don't get a prize in this kind of competition, I will not practice piano for that decade."
"That is, our family's Xiaoxue is the best." Auntie quickly praised, but immediately her words turned: "Unlike some people, their academic performance is not enough, and they have learned to fight. Our old Song family, but The scholarly family, why is there such a disdain, the family is unfortunate! "
Hearing his uncle's sarcasm again and again, Song Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and he vowed that he would have to let his uncle look at him differently in the future.
Song Xun quickly planed the rice in the bowl into his mouth, put down the bowl chopsticks and said, "Auntie, Xiao Xue, I'm full, I'll go first!"
"Snapped!"
Auntie put the chopsticks on the table, and looked at him coldly: "Why, say a few words to you?"
Song Yan took a deep breath and pressed down the airway in his heart: "I'm leaving now!"
As soon as the words came down, Song Yong strode out of the door. He kept swallowing his aunt for not being timid, but he was kind to him anyway. At the same time, he didn't want uncle to be embarrassed.
"White-eyed wolf ... Xiaoxue, take a look, eat in our house for nothing, and provide him with school. He just treats his elders so you don't want to learn him in the future!"
Hearing the sarcastic sound from behind, Song Xie stepped forward, but finally said nothing, opened the door and went out.
Leaving the uncle's home, Song Yong felt a little relaxed, and it was too depressing in that environment.
However, after he started to think about waiting for the college entrance examination, he went to work to earn money, and strived to go to college to stop spending a penny of his uncle's family. He was afraid that one day he would not be able to bear the ridicule and ridicule of his uncle, which would erupt.
Taking a deep breath, Song Yan put aside all his worries, and earning fame is important.
Zhao Jia Quan Wu Guan.
As soon as Song Ye arrived, his gaze swept away, and he saw Zhao Xiaoyu fighting with two enemies and two students on the platform. Not so much as fighting, it was not that Zhao Xiaoyu was taking two students as a sandbag.
"Song Ye!"
Zhao Xiaoyu on the ring saw that Song Hou had no interest in playing with two male students immediately. Two consecutive whip legs pulled two male students back again and again and fell to the ring.
There are cushions around the ring, so you won't be hurt if you fall.
"Song Ye, come up and fight with me!" Zhao Xiaoyu hooked his fingers at him. The last time she lost to Song Ye made her feel extremely depressed, so she has always wanted to find a chance to find her face, these days Song Yan has never been to the Wuguan, and today she finally got the chance.
Song Xi came to Wuguan to gain fame. Even if Zhao Xiaoyu didn't challenge him, he would find a chance to fight with her.
"Okay, you wait, I'll change clothes!" Song Yan smiled at Zhao Xiaoyu and walked straight to the locker room.
Looking at Song Yi's back, Zhao Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Boy, last time you dared to force me to call your brother, this time I want you to look good."
Soon, Song Ye changed his t-shirt and shorts and came to Yantai, standing opposite to Zhao Xiaoyu. As for the Yantai, it was already full of male and female students, because today is the weekend, there are more students coming to the boxing hall. Number sixteen.
Looking at the dozens of people under the ring, Song Ye was very happy, because they were a guarantee of fame.
"Song Ye, as long as you can block my ten moves this time, even if you win, but I have a condition." Zhao Xiaoyu raised a finger, with a hint of slyness in his eyes.
"I don't agree!" Song Yan shook his head.
"You coward!" Zhao Xiaoyu, who heard Song Yan's refusal and wanted to find his face, could not help but be furious.
"Ha, don't get me wrong. I don't accept challenges, but I don't need the limit of ten moves. As long as you can beat me, I promise you a condition!" Song Yan said with a smile.
Hearing that, Zhao Xiaoyu's expression was slightly frowned, then sneered: "Song Ye, don't be overconfident!"
Song Yan looked sullen: "The manly husband spit on a nail! But there is a word first, if you lose, you have to promise me a condition!"
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