"Classmate, how about Chinese? What score can I get on the Chinese test?"
'The best result in the whole game' scratched his head and said shyly: "More than eighty..."
Everyone in the gathering place for poor students seemed to have found a savior. They swarmed up to him, and some people stuffed cigarettes into his breast pocket: "Brother, please accept my little kindness. Don't be polite."
"I have only seen an eighty-point Chinese language score in my dreams. How could you end up in our examination room with such a good score? You are really a master with unappreciated talents and living among the people."
"It's really too strong. I'll give you a look later and throw me the answer."
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