Chapter 173 Tips for Scoring in the College Entrance Examination! (Additional Chapters in April for 3,000 Monthly Tickets)

In a closed room, two men sat opposite each other.

One of them looked a bit old, but his hair was meticulously combed back. He was wearing casual home clothes, but when he put his hands on the table and crossed his fingers, a calm and majestic aura emerged spontaneously.

Opposite him, sat a young man in his thirties, with similar facial features to the middle-aged man. At this moment, even the calmness on his face was somewhat similar.

"There are no electronic devices here, and all signals are completely isolated." After staring at each other for a while, the middle-aged man slowly said, "Now, you can tell me your talent."

"Soul fusion." The moment the young man said it, a strange smile appeared on his face.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly. He carefully looked at his son who had undergone almost earth-shaking changes in less than a month, and confirmed again, "Soul Fusion?"

"Yes." The young man shook his head and smiled, "Who would have thought that the talent that killed me would end up in my hands?"

Thinking of the surprise after drawing Soul Fusion last night, and the sudden realization after seeing the effect of the third talent of Soul Fusion, Erict's eyes emerged with a sense of disappointment.

It turned out that he was tricked by the guy named Matsuzaka Shiki in the end.

No, the other party did not reveal the effect of the third talent of Soul Fusion, but he unilaterally thought it was teleportation.

Lauren Solag, the current patriarch of the Solag family, was silent for a while, and then looked at Erict, "The press conference is ready for you."

"You can go to the stage again at any time to announce the return of the lion."

"Press conference?" Erict shook his head, "No, I don't need this kind of thing now."

"Oh?" Lauren glanced at Erict unexpectedly.

"Lauren, I remember you taught me when I was a kid that I should choose the one that is most beneficial to me in any choice I need to make." Erict said calmly, "I once chose to be high-profile because it can bring me what I want."

"Supporters, admirers, any resources I want."

"As long as I stand in front of the stage, I can get the attention of the whole world. As long as I have enough strength, there will naturally be countless people who will become my fanatical supporters."

"With their support, I can establish the new order I want."

"But now, being high-profile is not the most beneficial way for me."

"No one will care about a loser, just like no one will care about the name of the second highest peak in the world." His blue eyes flashed with a sharp light, "and no one would have thought that a player who once had a golden talent could have another golden talent again."

"Being low-key enough is what I should do at this moment."

"I will never underestimate anyone again. On the contrary, I want them to underestimate me."

Lauren suddenly put down his hands that were supporting the table, and his tense body slowly relaxed. He leaned back against the comfortable and soft high-end leather chair, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I am pleased with your growth."

"I thought this setback would make you grow, but I didn't expect it would change you so much." Lauren looked at his son with appreciation, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes grew a little because of his smile. "Eric, you are a completely different person than before."

"It's not the setbacks that changed me." Eric stood up, pushed open the door and strode out, "It's the twenty-four deaths in the past."

"Thank you, father."

After calming down, Eric had already realized that the revenge of his tribe would never let him spend the rest of his life in a mansion worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

This was the punishment Lauren gave him first.

But sometimes, punishment is also a kind of protection.

A lion who is no longer dazzled by the sudden powerful power and whose heart is locked with countless opponents is a real lion.

He, Eric, is back!

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Qin Chuan had no idea what happened on the other side of the ocean.

At this moment, he returned to the school classroom.

The day after tomorrow is the college entrance examination. There will be a holiday the day before the college entrance examination, so today is the last day for him and other students in the classroom.

Even though he has been qualified for admission, he has no intention of skipping classes at this time.

Every teacher's last class is a farewell to the students.

Qin Chuan doesn't want to miss it.

Next to Qin Chuan, Xiao Pang listened to the class with an extremely focused expression, trying to remember every knowledge point mentioned by the teacher at the end, and he was completely different from the past.

He still failed to get an A rating in the third practical assessment. The final rating was the same as the provisional rating in the second assessment, which was "B+", which means that if Xiao Pang wants to enter a top university like Shanghai Jiaotong University, he must pass the second-tier line.

This is not easy for Xiao Pang, who has been hovering on the edge of the third-tier line for many years.

In the month when Qin Chuan did not come to take cultural classes, Xiao Pang also asked for leave many times.

However, unlike Qin Chuan, Xiao Pang asked for leave because his father hired the best tutor for him to do one-on-one tutoring at home.

It is said that the price is very high, and a two-hour class costs one thousand yuan.

"Let's go to the canteen to buy some food." During the break, Qin Chuan patted Xiao Pang's shoulder and took the initiative to pull Xiao Pang, who had just finished organizing his notes, to the canteen.

The two bought their usual grilled sausages and stood in a corner, just like in the past.

"How are the preparations going?" Qin Chuan looked at Xiao Pang and spoke slowly.

"Not bad." Xiao Pang bit off a piece of sausage along the cut, swallowed it in two bites and smiled, "The college entrance examination is coming soon, and I can't improve in all subjects."

"The tutor surnamed Liu is very good. He prepared a set of targeted improvement methods for me, focusing on Chinese, English and mathematics."

"Chinese is mainly about memorizing various answer formulas. When the time comes, just write them down honestly, and you can get a few points. Composition is mainly about memorizing model essays." Xiao Pang scratched his head, "You know, it's really useful. I did a set of mock papers two days ago, and my Chinese improved by more than 30 points."

"English is mainly about memorizing words, memorizing grammar... Oh, yes, and practicing calligraphy!" Xiao Pang was beaming with joy, "You know the round font, that's the kind that is written in a fancy way and you can tell at a glance Very advanced English fonts, Teacher Liu told me to practice that. "

"But don't write too fancy, you have to grasp the degree, and then don't make corrections."

"When the examiner sees your composition, he will feel happy first, and then if he doesn't look carefully, he can't see clearly, and he can get away with misspelling letters, and the score will be high."

"In my last mock exam last week, I only lost three points in English composition!"

"And math, I gave up the last two multiple-choice questions and the last fill-in-the-blank question, and focused on the basic questions in front!" Xiaopang took another bite of the sausage, "I can now get a stable three-digit score in the college entrance examination mock exam!"

"Great." Qin Chuan gave Xiaopang a thumbs up.

He naturally understood Xiaopang's past situation. With such progress, he can be said to have a stable second-tier line.

That tutor is expensive for a reason.