Chapter 17 Qing Leng School Beauty’s Postgraduate Entrance Examination (16)

Yuan Jizhang's pupils shrank, and he felt that the hand on his neck was long and powerful, and could break his neck at any time. Not only was he not afraid, but he smiled brightly.

"My own taste, actually I like yours better."

Yan Muyu looked at him like a rat in a stinking ditch. Her hand on her neck tightened a little, but when she saw his expression as if he was enjoying it, she pulled her hand back abruptly.

"Why did it loosen up? This tight feeling is really great."

Yan Muyu took out a wet tissue and wiped the dirty hand carefully. Wiping it once was not enough. After wiping it several times, she felt a little better.

Yuan Jizhang stared at the red hand, his cat eyes shining with light, and pointed at the red neck.

"Brother, will you continue?"

Xing Zhaizhai and Xiangkui were stunned by Yuan Jizhang's tricks.

"Why did you develop into DouM?"

[The host, Yuan Ji Zhang, has changed a lot. 】

Sunflower quickly buried it in his database and breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that he was not reborn, but he forgot to read the small line of text at the end.

World bug.

Xing Zhaizhai turned off the hair dryer, stood up and put it away. When his eyes fell on the screen again, he saw Yuan Jizhang shudderingly step back, turned around and ran away.

Yan Muyu's face was as calm as ever. She held the book as if nothing had happened and headed to the hospital in the gloomy weather.

Xing Zhaizhai observed him carefully and found that he was not that calm. His brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were cold, and his steps were a little faster than usual.

Asking Sunflower to switch the screen to the test question page, Xing Zhaizhai went to the front desk to buy a notebook and came back, and began to immerse himself in the sea of ​​questions.

after an hour......

Xing Zhaizhai buried his face in his notebook, feeling uncomfortable and retreating from 100% to 90%.

"Help me find a professor."

She racked her brains and couldn't get all the particularly difficult questions right. The road to the postgraduate entrance examination was getting longer, so she had to work harder.

Sunflower didn't want the host to feel so uncomfortable, so she dug into the data pile and looked for it. After rummaging through it, there was only a book on quick skills for academic masters.

[The host does not have a teacher, it only has a quick skill book for academic masters. Using this skill book will cause pain like thousands of insects eating your brain for half an hour. 】

"Refuse." Xing Zhaizhai immersed himself in the sea of ​​questions again to explore.

[It’s a gift. Does the host want it? 】

Sunflower put it on the host's notebook, Xing Zhaizhai picked it up and stuffed it into the bed.

"don't want."

When learning something like this, she likes to figure it out step by step, and feels happy when she gets it right.

Sunflower resignedly floated out from the quilt. It was so difficult. I heard from other systems that their hosts were greedy for things in the mall, and some were even willing to pay high prices to buy them.

It's a good host, and he doesn't want anything given by him. Alas~ I can only sigh that he is worthy of being the Lord...

The virtual test questions suddenly disappeared in front of Xing Zhaizhai. He looked for a circle of sunflowers, but did not see the flower. He called it in his mind, but there was no response.

It seems that the computer has crashed again, which is not very reliable!

If Sunflower knew about the host's complaints, he would argue with her and tell her that she was a first-generation system and a model and star of all systems!

There were no virtual test questions, so Xing Zhaizhai had no choice but to understand what he had done wrong before, and then redo the test questions he had just done until he knew the answer at a glance before he stopped writing.

She found that IQ can be raised, the condition is that by constantly doing the questions that you don't know, the questions will rise after you master them and memorize them. The more difficult the questions, the faster it will rise.

Xing Zhaizhai glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost one o'clock. He put his notebook away and got into bed for a good night's sleep.