Not to mention the parents around, even the teachers who were sent to the exam were a little convinced that this child could really get the full marks, right?

With so many specific answers, I'm afraid many poor students can't remember them at all. The world of academic masters is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Hey, wait!"

"I didn't remember it."

"Whoever recorded it?"

"I didn't pay attention to it at all. Can you say it again, classmate?"

These parents looked at Zhang Chu one by one. The recording or video function was turned on on their mobile phones, and the exam papers would not be announced until the exam was over.

However, Zhang Chu shook his head, pointed to the microphone mark in the reporter's hand and said, "You can just watch their news directly. This sister, your TV station will broadcast this post?"

"It's certainly true, as long as your answers are correct." The female reporter in her thirties laughed. She had interviewed many college entrance examination candidates, but had never seen Zhang Chu like this.

"Uncle and Auntie, you all heard it. Remember to read the news and contribute some ratings to them!"

The higher the ratings of this news program, the more people will know Zhang Chu in the audience, and the corresponding reputation will definitely increase.

Crushing out of the crowd, Zhang Chu slowly disappeared from the sight of these parents who hoped that their children would become dragons and girls would become phoenixes.

"Old Chen, do you think this child is really that powerful?"

"I think it's a bit lingering. Where can a real good student do this? Half a pot of water jingle."

"I guess he just wants to be famous, and he will cry at that time."

"Even if he is smart, it's too hasty."

I don’t know if it’s envy or jealous, but these people at least know Zhang Chu’s identity!

...

"You kid handed in advance again? Your grandmother called and said that her eldest grandson was on TV and said that you were shining your family!"

Zhang Bowen really couldn't understand his son's idea. When he was in the college entrance examination, he was so nervous that he couldn't eat or sleep. He didn't dare to hand in the paper in advance, for fear that the exam time would not be enough, so he broke it into two minutes in one minute.

Zhang Chu waved his hand indifferently, "I will call my grandma later. There will be something even better in the future. Maybe I will have another TV tonight."

"Anyway, it's yours for this life, and it doesn't matter how you want to live. If you don't have good grades in the college entrance examination, we won't let you lie at home."

"Dad, you are so cruel... If I read a doctorate, would you still support me?"

"What are you doing? I don't know how to raise a husky? It will at least make me happy."

Zhang Chu looked at the old and unusual book "Shelmes Detectives" in Zhang Bowen curiously, and asked in surprise: "Wow, this looks like the version from the Republic of China. Where did you find it?"

"Hey, you have a good attitude, you know all this!"

Zhang Bowen was so surprised that his son had never cared about bookstores before and played computer games all day long.

"This should be published by Zhonghua Book Company, translated by the famous Mr. Liu Bannong. This vertical version of traditional Chinese characters should have been around for almost a hundred years, right? It's so good to keep it intact and not yet worm-eaten, it's really rare!"

Zhang Chu said carefully that after graduating from college in his previous life, he went home to run this Hanlinxuan Bookstore, so he knew all about these different versions of books.

Especially his father's favorite Sherlock series, Zhang Bowen's collection even had works from the late Qing Dynasty. At that time, Sherlock was just called Helmes or Sherlock, and the names Sherlock were also Sherlock and Hurlock, and Watson was also called Hua Zhen.

There are many kinds of versions, various, and messy. Among them, the World Bookstore has the most complete collections published, such as hardcover, paperback, illustration, pocket books, etc.

Under the leadership of his father Zhang Bowen, Zhang Chu fell in love with this type of suspense mystery novel. He felt that it was quite brain-burning and was very suitable for passing the time!

"You have a vision. I bought this set of books from the old book market for only 1,800 yuan. I have to quickly pack them and store them for more time. These are all out of print."

"Uh, mom knows you have spent so much money again?" Zhang Chu said quietly. This is his father's personality. He wanted to buy it as soon as he saw the book he liked.

It’s not enough to have an entire bookstore. One of the three-bedroom rooms in the house has been transformed into a study room, and all the books he bought over the years are stored.

Zhang Bowen quickly looked around and he whispered: "Don't tell your mother, otherwise I will be scolded again."

"It's useless. Mom knows how much money you have in your card and how much money you have in your wallet. This is not a 18 yuan less, but a 1800 yuan less!"

Opening a bookstore these days is actually not profitable, especially niche bookstores like Hanlinxuan that do not sell teaching aids.

Fortunately, this store belongs to me and I don’t need to rent. I just need to repay the loan to the bank, otherwise I can only close the door.

"What should I do?" Zhang Bowen looked at the set of books in his hand. He was reluctant to return it. This was a priceless treasure for a suspense and reasoning enthusiast and Sherlock Holmes fan!

"Or else lend me some of your money and save me first."

Zhang Chu took out his trouser pocket very barely and said helplessly: "Dad, do you think I look like someone with a huge sum of 1,800 yuan?"

Zhang Bowen shook his head, "It's not like it, it looks like a pauper at first glance."

"You don't look like you, so be mentally prepared. I will watch the game aside."

The father and son are completely hurting each other.

"That's all." Zhang Bowen held the book and hid it secretly in the study on the second floor. "You can help me see the store first, and I'll get down immediately."

It was common for Zhang Chu to see the store. After he placed his backpack on the cashier, he was wandering around the bookshelf, wanting to put the moved books back in place.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m shocked when I see it!

The best-selling Hanlin Xuan in his previous life were Keigo Higashino's long mystery novels, and Cai Jun's books also sold well, including Wang Xiaobo, Yu Hua, Remy, Zhou Haohui, and Conan Doyle's "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" that are also enduring.

But now on the bookshelf, these familiar authors and works seem to be non-existent.

"Are they all sold out? Or is it that my dad didn't buy it?"

Zhang Chu had a vague idea in his mind. He looked at the books on his bookstore briefly, then walked to the cashier and checked the inventory list on the computer.

"No? Nothing!"

Then he opened the browser on his computer and quickly searched for the names of the writers and works in his memory.

There is clearly Conan Doyle, why is there no Edogawa Rampage?

Does that mean that Conan Edogawa, a primary school student, does not exist?
Chapter completed!