< br >"when shall we leave, Mr. Tian?" Qingchen asked that he needed a more accurate time. < br >because going to Xiancheng means going to a strange city to face an unknown environment, or even an unknown time traveler. < br >and the crisis in Los Angeles has not yet been resolved. < br >Qingchen knew that after he angered Mianyu, the other party would do it in a short time, so he specifically told Liu Dezhu that he must act alone to create opportunities for the other party. < br >if this matter is not settled, he can't leave Los Angeles with peace of mind. < br >Tian Hailong said: "eight days later, I will take you to Xiancheng. It will take you more than an hour by high-speed rail." Tell me your ID card number these days, and I'll book tickets for you. " < br >"OK," Qingchen said, "Thank you, teacher. I'll go home for dinner first." < br >"well, all of you go back to dinner," Tian Hailong waved. The focus of this math competition is Qingchen. The grade director specifically explained that Qingchen must be persuaded to participate. < br >among the candidates to go this time, the first are the top three, Xu Zimo, Wang Jiale and Qingchen, followed by Zhou Xuanying and Xia Xiaoran, the fifth and ninth place in the top ten. < br >when the five people walked out of the office, Xu Zimo, the long-haired girl who had looked at Qingchen before, said, "I know you are short of money, so you shouldn't hide your strength this time, right?" < br >Qingchen was stupefied for a moment. < br >A monthly exam in the first year of senior high school was particularly difficult. He got 690 and Xu Zimo got 645. < br >it seems that Xu Zimo has been remembering that since that day. < br >when the school began to say that Qingchen only wanted to get a score of 690, she was the first to believe it. < br >because compared with low achiever, who likes to listen to legends, she knew better how difficult the monthly exam was. Even her head teacher at that time said that the two big math questions in the monthly exam were deliberately super-outline, and her English reading comprehension was also deliberately super-outline, so it was normal that she did not do well in the exam. < br >however, Qingchen still has a score of 690. < br >this means that the legend is true. < br >later, Xu Zimo studied even harder. She was at the top of her grade in almost every exam, keeping a steady hold on Qing Dust. < br >but the problem is that the score of Qingchen is always 690, which has not changed. < br >this makes Xu Zimo a little out of breath, because she knows that Qingchen hasn't done her best, and it doesn't make sense for her to win. < br >Qingchen glanced at Xu Zimo and said, "I did my best every time." < br >"all right," Xu Zimo thought for a moment and said, "if we go together this time, we can just ask you how to learn." < br >Zhou Xuanying, No. 5, and Xia Xiaoran, No. 9, look, they are a little surprised. Do the first grade ask the third for advice on learning methods? < br >however, Qingchen said sincerely, "my learning method is not suitable for you. I mean it." < br >with that, he turned around and left. < br >left Xu Zimo to purse his mouth behind. < br >as a matter of fact, Qingchen doesn't care much about the subjects of examination-oriented education these days. < br >as the old saying goes, he is never too old to learn. Instead of stopping studying, he works harder than before. However, the outline of his study is no longer limited to the school. < br >Qingchen has a broader vision. < br >. < br >. < br >after school at noon, Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen did not return to their home on Xingzhi Road, but were taken to the Huayang Hotel in Los Angeles by the driver. < br >when Hu Xiaoniu got out of the car, Hu Dacheng's secretary came to pick him up. < br >as the middle-aged secretary walked into the hotel with Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, she said to them, "the boss just arrived in Los Angeles this morning." < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >"Uncle Chen, why is my father suddenly coming to Los Angeles again?" Hu Xiaoniu wondered. His father, Hu Dacheng, is very busy. He spends almost three hundred days on the plane every year, a typical flying man. < br >however, after the incident, the other party actually came to Los Angeles, a small third-tier city, twice in a month. < br >from this point of view, Hu Xiaoniu is also aware of his father's importance to the inner world, but he has not yet been able to bring back anything from the inner world to help the family business. < br >this made Hu Xiaoniu a little ashamed, and it was not until the last time that he finally found a foothold. < br >Hu Dacheng's secretary explained to Hu Xiaoniu: "there is something special this time, and Zhang naive's parents also asked the boss to send some daily necessities." < br >when he arrived in the hotel room, Hu Xiaoniu was surprised to find that there was a familiar face present: "Uncle Zhang, why are you here?" < br >Uncle Zhang, Zhang Chengze, are close friends of Hu Dacheng and have helped the Hu family a lot. < br >Zhang Chengze smiled: "the calf has grown so big in a twinkling of an eye. Come and have a drink with your uncle." < br >Hu Dacheng glanced at him: "they have classes in the afternoon, so they can't drink." < br >"all right," Zhang Chengze said regretfully. < br >"Dad, are you in Los Angeles on business this time?" Hu Xiaoniu subconsciously thought that the other party had come to talk business and had a look at himself by the way. < br >as a result, Hu Dacheng said, "We came to see you specially." < br >"Huh?" Hu Xiaoniu was surprised: "what happened?" < br >Hu Dacheng motioned to Secretary Chen to leave the private room, and then Zhang Chengze pointed to his arm: "Maverick, uncle has an extra countdown on his arm this morning. I thought, maybe I have become a time traveler, too." < br >Hu Xiaoniu gasped. On the Internet, the accepted age range of time travelers is 10 to 35 years old, while Zhang Chengze is 42 years old, which is not in line with cognition. < br >however, between the ages of 10 and 35, this is only a rule summed up by netizens, and no one has ever been really sure. < br >it seems that there will still be exceptions. < br >Hu Xiaoniu looked at Zhang Chengze: "Uncle Zhang, what are you going to do?" < br >"what else can I do? now that I have come, I am comfortable with it. I naturally want to find the strength to protect myself before crossing," Zhang Chengze said. "otherwise, I would have fought hard for half my life, because this kind of thing has cost my life, and it is not worth it." < br >Zhang Chengze talks about life and death, but his face is calm. < br >this kind of big shot is not so flustered in the face of danger, and has already experienced great winds and waves. < br >"Uncle Zhang, where did you get this countdown," Hu said frankly. "the transportation between cities in the world is not convenient. If you are not in Los Angeles during the countdown, you will not come to my city No. 18, and I can't go to other cities to help you. By contrast, you should look for local time travelers and hire them with money. " < br >Zhang Chengze smiled: "this morning I took a business car from Echeng to Xiancheng for a meeting. When I passed through Los Angeles, there was a countdown on my arm." If I hadn't been sure of that, I wouldn't have bothered your father to get you here. " < br >Hu Xiaoniu mused: "Uncle Zhang, you also know what I have to say. Maybe I can't help you, and I can't make too many promises to you now." I have just arrived in City 18, and I have been taken care of and found a way out, but the problem is that I also have a boss, and I need to listen to his arrangements. " < br >Hu Xiaoniu didn't even say at this time that he had joined an organization called Dayu, which was the same boss as Liu Dezhu. He kept the key information secret because he didn't know whether the boss wanted people to know or not. < br >< br/ >< br >

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