Chapter 12

Life in senior three is still boring. Han Fei spent the morning in intensive exercises. He didn't pay much attention to what happened around him.

However, at noon in the school canteen, he found that his classmates looked at him wrong all the way. Sympathy, pity? take pleasure in other people's misfortune? Are these people making movies? So rich in expression?

As soon as Han Fei sat down, Wu Yong, his deskmate, patted him on the shoulder and gave an idea: "old Han, it's really not good. You'll kill him and deny it."

Then Li Yanan also looked like he wanted to talk and stop, which made Han Fei confused. What the hell?

"Oh, this isn't Han Fei's classmate. How come he will show us the unique skill of punching face?" He Jian pretended to pass by with his lunch box. Of course, if he didn't bite the word "punching face" too well, Han Fei might really think he was passing by by.

"Eh, there's still a vacant seat here. Can you......" before he Jian finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Li Yanan: "No."

He Jian's face was a little ugly after a soft nail, but he soon figured it out. Anyway, he can't start it in person and watch the excitement. Where can he watch it?

"Han Fei, you won't forget our bet, will you?"

Han Fei stretched out his chopsticks to Li Yanan's lunch box and paused in the air. He turned to He Jian and smiled: "why? You can't wait to run naked?"

"Oh, I've never seen such a brazen person. Today is the day when the results of the art examination are announced. You can't hide!" He Jian said word by word.

"Can you inquire today?" Han Fei really forgot.

Wu Yong nodded hesitantly, "it's today..." but he didn't have the heart to go on halfway.

Han Fei looked at Li Yanan again. Li Yanan's eyes dodged. In fact, when she finished class, she checked the scores of several art colleges through the admission card number given by Han Fei, and the results were very unsatisfactory.

"Impossible." Han Fei felt his chin and wondered. It was said by the teacher of Beijing Film and Television Institute. Did they change their mind? No.

"How? Want to understand?" He Jian said mobile phone directly opened the inquiry website, Han Fei see clearly, He Jian input is his ticket number and ID number.

Han Fei subconsciously looked at Shen Weiwei's direction. The other party was also looking here. Seeing his eyes sweep over, he immediately lowered his head. Obviously, the reason why he Jian knew his information was revealed by Shen Weiwei.

"Ha ha, the total score of the three professional courses is 103. Han Fei, it's not pleasant to say. Even those who haven't attended the training class are better than you?" He Jian proudly raised the information in his hand.

"It's really 103 points. I remember who didn't learn anything in the next class. In order to make fun, he also got 105 points."

"It's more than that. You can see that it's just a very ordinary art college. Their threshold is the lowest. In this way, they still get this score, tut tut......"

The students all around talked about it. It's not just in the class. Han Feigang has always wondered why it was calm all morning. It turned out that He Jian was to make him look ashamed in front of the whole school.

Han Fei sneered and wondered why Jian could endure so long.

"How? Han Fei, do you want to keep your promise here? Or will we go to class?" He Jian leaned down and couldn't bear the pride on his face anymore, even ferocious.

"Pa" made a loud noise. Li Yanan slapped his hand on the table and said angrily to He Jian: "they are all classmates. Don't go too far."

He Jian was startled. He couldn't carry Li Yanan for a while, but he immediately turned his head and sneered at Han Fei: "what? You can only hide behind women and be a shrinking turtle?"

Li Yanan was so angry that his face turned white. Just when he wanted to speak, Han Fei reached out and pressed the back of her hand, gently patted twice, stood up and belched loudly at He Jian.

"Burp ~ ~"

"What did you eat? What did it taste?"

He Jian pinched his nose and stepped back several steps, which made the surrounding students laugh.

Han Fei shrugged innocently and picked up the lunch box: "leek eggs are delicious."

There was another chuckle. He Jian was a little angry: "don't talk to me so much. If you don't dare to keep your promise, just say it......"

Before he finished, Han Fei shook his head and stretched out a finger in front of him: "nonono, man big tofu, if the promise is like farting, isn't it a shameless little turtle?"

"Oh? So you want to smoke yourself?" he Jianxin said next.

Han Fei grabbed the back of his head: "are you four stupid? Who smokes himself for no reason?"

"Ha ha ~ ~ ~" the laughter was more exaggerated than before, and many students gathered around regardless of eating.

Even Shen Weiwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. Wu Yong's voice was big and thick, and her smile was as penetrating as the class bell.

Only Li Yanan kept staring at his right hand patted on the table, with a trace of joy in his eyes.

He Jian's mood is just like taking a roller coaster. He thought victory was coming, but he found: "are you kidding me?"

"Hey, Mr. He Jian, you can eat at random and don't talk at random. We made a bet. Everything depends on the bet, right? You can't say I lost. I'll lose? What if you lose? I shouldn't forget to wear underwear today? Otherwise, I'll really run naked later." Han Fei was confident on the surface, but he was also flustered in his heart, If the three teachers go back on their words in the art exam, he will be ashamed and lose his hair.

Of course, it's absolutely impossible to smoke yourself. He'll die if it's a big deal. Anyway, he'll graduate in three months. Who he loves and the vast crowd of people will go their own way. When the students get together, this black history will also be classified as "who didn't do something stupid when he was young", That's why bear children like He Jian take this matter so seriously.

"OK, please let the whole school witness..."

When Han Fei comes back, He Jian is relieved. As long as Han Fei abides by the bet, he doesn't believe he will lose.

Of course, if he knew Han Fei's shameless real idea, he would have fainted in the toilet.

"What else do you have to say?" He Jian changed another art school, and the result was still within 150 points.

Now everyone's eyes at Han Fei are wrong. After all, it seems that Han Fei really lost, and he lost miserably. The score is too low.

Han Fei made an invitation gesture: "don't worry. According to the regulations of the art examination, as long as one college is admitted, even if I am admitted, right? I have participated in the art examination enrollment of more than a dozen colleges and universities. If you turn slowly, maybe there will be a surprise?"

"Surprise? I think you're wasting everyone's time." He Jian sneered, but his hand kept moving. As long as he thought of Han Fei's scene, he was very happy.

I have checked more than ten colleges and universities continuously, but none of them has achieved ideal results. The onlookers are almost numb, and most of Han Fei's eyes are sympathetic.

Shen Wei sighed faintly. Sure enough, the mud couldn't help the wall. Let alone being admitted, it was the bottom for others.

"How? There's only one left. Do you want to check?" He Jian smiled proudly.

Han Fei saw that there was really only one "Beijing Film and Television Academy" left. He couldn't help but pick his eyebrow: "why not check? Maybe the East is not bright and the west is bright?"