After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

This morning, there was news from the High School Affiliated to Xia University that Ji Qingwei might hit 700 points.

If the seven-school joint exam can reach 700 points, then next year's international joint exam will definitely be in the top 50.

A student who can enter the top 50, no matter which school he is in, will vigorously cultivate him.

Beizhou No. 1 middle school is partial to literature, and it has been a long time since there has been such a perverted genius in science.

The director of admissions was a little sad.

Fortunately, he and the headmaster personally took the test papers to Sijiu City and successfully recruited Si Fuqing to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School.

Even if he can't compare with Ji Qingwei, a genius, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School has a second place.

Si Fuqing put away the admission ticket and looked up: "Why don't you dare to think about number one?"

"You don't know. In the first half of the year, a genius appeared in Forty-Nine City." The director of the admissions department lowered his voice, "He broke the score record of the seven-school joint exam. She scored 680 in ten years."

Si Fuqing was thoughtful: "680?"

"Don't underestimate this 680. The 680 in the joint entrance examination of seven schools is more difficult than the 750 in the college entrance examination." The director of the admissions department shook his head, "This is a real genius."

Si Fuqing nodded: "I don't know what kind of genius you are talking about, Director?"

"Second miss of the Ji family, Ji Qingwei." The director of the admissions department sighed, "Oh, this person is born a winner in life, his family background, his own ability, are far beyond those of his peers, we ordinary people should not compare."

He originally thought that Si Fuqing would accept his fate if he said those words.

But she didn't expect that, instead, she laughed lightly and said, "Then I'll think more about the number one."

The Director of Admissions was stunned: "Student Si?"

"Depending on my own ability, of course I'm a genius." Si Fuqing nodded, "I really want to see if this genius is as powerful as you said, Director."

The director of the admissions department didn't expect that he would arouse Si Fuqing's fighting spirit instead, so of course he would not hit her: "Okay! Let's work hard for tomorrow's Chinese and math exams!"

Even so, he didn't have much hope in his heart.

Because of physical problems, Ji Qingwei only got a student status in the High School Affiliated to Xia University.

In the last session, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School was overwhelmed by the High School Affiliated to Xia University.

This year, the High School Affiliated to Xia University has another Ji Qingwei. The enrollment rate of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School next year is probably not going to be very good.

The director of the admissions department sighed again, and sent Si Fuqing out.

**

Here, Forty-Nine City.

Ji Xingzhi changed into the clothes he used to bluff and swindle, and glued his beard on. He pushed a bicycle full of various knives and came to Ji's house.

The geographical location of Ji's family is very remote, and it is not in the same place as other big and small families.

Ji Xingzhi cleared his throat and was about to shout a few words when someone stopped in front of him.

Ji Qingyao saw the knife hanging on his bicycle, and paused: "Are you a knife on credit?"

She grew up in the Qianjun League, so her vision is naturally not comparable to that of other ordinary rich men and ladies in Sijiu City.

Credit knife people can also be regarded as people in the world of yin and yang and five elements.

They sell knives for free, and leave a mysterious prophecy.

When the prophecy is fulfilled, they will appear again and ask for the knife selling fee of the year.

In the last century, the profession of knife-on-credit was very popular, and many farmers would ask for a knife in exchange for the prediction of crop harvest.

But after entering the modern society with rapid technological development, there are almost no people who credit the knife.

Only the swindlers are left.

Ji Qingyao took a knife: "I'll buy you a knife, you can talk."

"Your fate is not good, it is a sign of early death." Ji Xingzhi looked her up and down, and said slowly, "Everyone has luck, big or small, but the luck in your body is not yours. Yes, although not many, but it conceals your own luck."

"But it's not your own luck that helped you a lot. You practice martial arts, right? Do you sometimes make moves that you don't know? The power also bursts out suddenly? But you don't know afterwards that this power came from Where did it erupt?"

"..."

Ji Qingyao fell silent and clenched the knife in his hand.

The blade was inserted into her palm, and blood flowed down drop by drop.

Ji Xingzhi was taken aback: "Even if you can't accept it, don't hurt yourself. I don't know how to treat diseases."

"Small injury." Ji Qingyao was indifferent, and then slowly raised his head, "Then is there a way for me to return this luck?"

Ji Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes sharpened: "You want to return it? You should think clearly, this borrowed luck also nourishes your body."

"Once you return it, your physical strength will be useless, and you may even suffer serious backlash and paralysis."

"You also said you borrowed it." Ji Qingyao was quite calm, "How can you feel at ease using something that isn't yours?"

Ji Xingzhi did not expect this answer.

He was also silent for a while, then pushed the car away.

Ji Qingyao really didn't doubt Ji Xingzhi's words.

She has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Although she has learned the traditional martial arts secrets of the Great Xia Dynasty, she sometimes feels that something is not normal.

For example, in this year's Qianjunmeng assessment, she was fighting against a seventh-level fighter.

This seventh-level fighter is powerful in force, and she was not an opponent in the first place.

But at the critical juncture, she suddenly used a new move and knocked her opponent down. She also successfully rose to level seven.

Afterwards, she watched the battle video, but found that she had never learned these moves.

It turns out that there is really such a thing as borrowing luck.

Who lent her luck?

Whose luck did she borrow?

Ji Qingyao frowned, planning to go to Guanghua Temple.

In the Holy Land of Buddhism, she might be able to find the answer.

On the other side, Ji Xingzhi had already removed his disguise.

"Brother, it's amazing!" Ji Xingzhi confirmed that there was no one around, and called Si Fuqing, "I followed your instructions, went to Ji's house to pretend to be a magic stick, and met Miss Ji's family."

"She not only believed what I said, but also asked me how to return the luck to you. I guess she didn't know, but the rest of the Ji family didn't know."

Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes: "It can't be ruled out that it's a trap."

"I think so too, but she's very sincere." Ji Xingzhi scratched his hair, "I can't see that Ji Qingwei, Ji's family should have invited an eminent monk from Guanghua Temple to set up a door god outside her house, mine Shikigami can't get in."

"Well, I know." Si Fuqing said calmly, "We will meet sooner or later. If she wants to take the initiative to return my luck, what can I do?"

"Because it's been too long, even if she wants to, it's not up to her to decide, and it's definitely not easy." Ji Xingzhi frowned, "I'll ask my old man, and I'll call you back if I have any news."

**

The next day, the first seven-school joint exam for this school year officially started.

Si Fuqing stayed at home the night before.

Ye Zhenmian knew that the two of them were going to take an exam, so she specially prepared a nutritious meal.

"Qingqing, Yi'an, I will make up for you these two days." Ye Zhenmian came over with breakfast, "Don't put too much pressure on you, take as many exams as you can."

"Thank you, Auntie." Si Fuqing's foxy eyes curled up, "I want to eat sweet and sour balls for lunch."

"Okay." Ye Zhenmian smiled, "Auntie will make you whatever you want."

Nian Yi'an sighed: "Sister Qingqing, it's okay in the morning, and I can make up things if I don't know Chinese anymore. I guess I will be one of the members of the ambulance when I take the math test in the afternoon."

"Relax." Si Fuqing patted him on the shoulder, "If you stay in the examination room until I finish writing and then faint, I can come out to save you, let's save some money."

Nian Yi'an: "...?"

It doesn't have to be.

The siblings had dinner and walked to school.

This time, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School participated in the seven-school joint exam, and the top 500 students in their grades.

Si Fuqing's examination room was the last one, and she was still fully armed, including a scarf.

But before the test, you must check the photos to prevent someone from taking the test by mistake.

Some students saw her face, and immediately stayed in their seats, stupefied.

The bell rang and the exam officially started.

Several students came back to their senses and began to answer questions.

Si Fuqing's Chinese is nothing compared to her science.

However, in the past few months, she has been filling up on history, and she also asked Gu Huiyan to borrow a lot of Chinese studies books, and now she is more pleasing to the eyes when reading Chinese topics.

She successfully answered the previous questions and turned to the final composition.

Looking at the composition topic, Si Fuqing suddenly recalled that when she was in Eternal Academy, Yu Huixue didn't like all theoretical exams, and she had to write an extra paper every time.

Compared with the 800-word composition and the 5,000-word thesis, she wrote the former with ease.

After finishing the composition in half an hour, Si Fuqing was in a daze for a while, and handed in the paper more than an hour earlier and left the examination room.

The students around were dumbfounded again.

Outside the examination room, Si Fuqing walked out of the school slowly and went to Ye Zhenmian's restaurant.

She has already started to look forward to next week, and wonders if the young Yinhuang will still remember her as a ghost when she returns to the Great Xia Dynasty through the game next time.

At twelve o'clock, Nian Yi'an came back with a look of lovelessness on his face: "I knew that Wen Changyi's poems would definitely be published by the group that produced the topic, but fortunately only a thousand poems have been handed down. If all the poems he wrote were kept If it comes down, the students will definitely go crazy."

He drank a large bucket of water before he recovered his strength: "Sister Qingqing, is today's composition difficult? I may have strayed off topic."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing raised his head, "It's so-so."

Nian Yi'an didn't know how to answer the conversation.

This is so-so? !

In the afternoon math test, Nian Yi'an was so anxious that he didn't even take a nap at noon.

Si Fuqing felt refreshed and ran a few laps on the playground.

Mathematics is much more intimate to her than Chinese.

The questions of the Seven Schools Joint Examination are indeed much more difficult than the normal mock exam papers, but even if the final questions are placed in the Eternal Academy, they are only practice questions.

Leaving the examination room early again, several students who recognized her were a little desperate.

After the math test, some students posted on Weibo.

[I met Si Fuqing in the Seventh Schools Entrance Examination! It's really Si Fuqing, I can assure you, I'm in the same exam room as her, and she handed in the exam ahead of time! For the math test, she also handed in the paper an hour earlier, absolutely. 】

【what? She was able to enter Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, which has opened my eyes. She is still eligible to take the seven-school joint exam? 】

[You can also take the test if you pay. 】

【...An hour in advance, she can't do it, she didn't pass out, so she has a strong mental capacity. 】

[I also handed in the papers ahead of time. The mathematics in the seven-school joint exam was not done by humans. It was too difficult. A few students in my exam room foamed at the mouth and passed out. I begged tomorrow's generalist to show mercy. 】

[Fuck, are you all big guys who took the entrance exam for the Seven Schools? Xue Zha trembled. 】

After the exam, the test papers have been sent to the professors of Xia University.

The test paper is difficult, and it is also difficult for the teacher to correct it.

Especially the language group, so far no points have been awarded.

But the mathematics group changed the paper much faster than the language group.

It's not because there are few questions, but because most people leave the big questions behind, or only write a few formulas.

The teachers in the mathematics group glanced at it, gave a formula a score, and started to change the next one.

Very happy.

"The math paper this time is quite difficult. It would be good if you can solve one of the last three questions." A teacher said, "Has anyone of you corrected Miss Ji's paper? She should have a score of 110 or more?"

Ji Qingwei took 118 last time, which shocked the entire math group.

"It hasn't been corrected yet." Another teacher said, "Her style of doing the questions is very obvious, and she will definitely be able to recognize it if she corrects it.

Here, Professor Chen, the leader of the mathematics marking group, is correcting a paper.

The paper is full, and the last three big questions are not left behind.

Professor Chen was a little surprised, because these three big questions were written correctly.

He happily gave a full score, and then clicked to calculate the total score of the paper.

A score quickly popped up on the screen.

Professor Chen paused, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up abruptly.

The movement was so big that it overturned the chair.

"Old Chen, what's the matter?"

"What paper surprised Mr. Chen?"

The other marking teachers surrounded him and saw the papers on his computer screen.

"I'll do the math, wait for me to do the math." Professor Chen's hands trembled, and he pressed the score calculation confirmation button again.

After a few seconds, the score jumped out.

For a moment, the entire office fell silent.

"..."

The teachers are all staring at the final score.

Mathematics, 150, full marks.

Happy new January~ I wish you all a happy Friday

At the beginning of the month, I will ask for a guaranteed monthly pass. Wow, it is still a double monthly pass. Don’t miss it.

Just a few votes into the first place, let's go!

ps: credit knife people really exist. A few days ago, I saw a post saying that Xi’an appeared. In fact, there are really many talented people~~