The riots caused by Fang Sheng's instant noodles have come to an end for now, and the "Chinese New Year" has to continue.

Only Zheng Wen was uneasy.

Chen Ming and Liu Wei were kept for too long.

For students who haven't talked for a long time, Du Tianjun is so eloquent.

The classmate who changed places with Liu Wei had already been driven back by her. Zheng Wen was reading the novel absent-mindedly there. He raised his head every few minutes and pricked up his ears to see if he could hear anything in the office.

Gu Xiaoyan noticed this scene and poked Su Yuan with her elbow:

"Look, your kind has appeared."

"What kind?"

Su Yuan looked suspiciously, where Gu Xiaoyan pointed, Zheng Wen just raised his head and looked towards the door, a little eager to see.

"What is she looking at?"

"What are you watching in class, she is watching."

Su Yuan covered his mouth in surprise.

No, why is Zheng Wen peeking at Lin Xiaoxian in class?

Wait, the direction is wrong.

After realizing this, Su Yuan understood that Gu Xiaoyan was teasing her again, so he reached out his hand angrily and began to scratch Gu Xiaoyan's itch.

069 read the answer

The sophomore mid-term exam, which was delayed until the end of the semester, finally came.

The exam time was unkindly arranged on Saturday and Sunday.

This has two direct consequences.

First, the photo appointment with Su Yuan turned yellow again.

Second, I didn't fall asleep.

In the late autumn season, this was originally the best time to sleep in.

Lin Xiaoxian plans to give up the morning run this week and enjoy the lazy sleep, but this is not the case.

The mid-term exam of the third year of junior high school had already been completed on time. Lin Xiaoxian woke up in the morning and saw that her sister was sleeping so sweetly, feeling unbalanced in her heart, she forcibly picked her up and had breakfast.

Beside the dining table, Lin Xiaoshu drowsily held a fried dough stick in his eyes, shaking his calf and complaining:

"Call me for this kind of thing, hum, brother, you are so courageous! Oh, it hurts..."

"What Ben Gong Ben Gong?" Lin Xiaoxian tapped her little head, "What TV series have you been watching these two days?"

"The Story of Yanxi Palace, do you know?"

Lin Xiaoxian was a little impressed.

I've watched one or two episodes, and the female-oriented Shuangwen routine.

Similar plots have been caught on the major female frequency novel websites.

"That one has 70 episodes, how many did you watch last night?"

"finish watching."

"Read it? Did you sleep?"

Lin Xiaoxian was so frightened that she wanted to carry her sister back to the bed again.

Lin Xiaoshu hurriedly explained, "I watched it at 1.7x speed!"

Now many websites do provide accelerated playback to meet the fast-paced life of office workers, but...

"1.7 times, don't all the people in there talk like birds?"

"It's fine if you can understand it, it's mainly about the plot."

Lin Xiaoxian shook his head.

In order to please the audience, the current film and television industry has become more and more fast food.

This is not a good thing.

Capitals all over the country want to make quick money really want to go crazy.

Headed by a certain penguin, under the banner of pan-entertainment, he cut through the mess in various industries of games, animation and novels, cutting waves of leeks.

Just make IP, just harvest the fan economy, and don't care about the quality of cultural products.

It directly leads to fewer and fewer players in various cultural industries.

What does it mean to be hit?

In Lin Xiaoxian's opinion, only those who can export to the outside world are those who can fight.

On the one hand, it is pouring cold water on creators with low-quality but profitable junk cultural works in China.

On the other hand, it vigorously expands its international business. While making money, it also helps foreigners use high-quality entertainment works as a carrier to arbitrarily import Western cultural values.

In times of peace, culture is a weapon, and entertainment products are bullets.

In the "Civilization" series of games that Lin Xiaoxian has played, there is a way to win that is cultural victory.

Cultural exchange is not a one-sided reception, but must come and go.

How to improve the domestic cultural environment and increase our own cultural value output is a big proposition.

This proposition happened to be moved to today's exam by Lin Xiaoxian.

[Please write an 800-word argumentative essay on the theme of "culture"]

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence.

[Preventing spiritual colonization, starting from the culture war]

Lin Xiaoxian wrote a long and slightly obscure composition title, and then wrote it along with the thoughts of the morning.

[Writing: lv.5 (42/100)]

[Writing: lv.5 (58/100)]

[Writing: lv.5 (77/100)]

......

So fast!

If it is right on Du Tianjun's appetite, it may be another full score composition.

Very helpless.

Lin Xiaoxian also wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength did not allow it.

However, deliberate restraint is not necessary.

Internet writers are also writers, so why not improve their level?

He is not a great god, and he directly said that he would never improve his writing level in his life, that he would write for children all his life.

......

"Brother Xian, tomorrow will depend on you for English."

"Class representative, please take me to fly."

After the first day of the test, Chen Chen and Ma Weiwei smiled and hugged their thighs.

As Mr. Du said, the mid-term exam is done in this class, and there is no separate exam room.

Chen Chen said it was okay, and sat next to Chen Ming. "Shuang Chen"'s English was not very good. This time, with Lin Xiaoxian sitting at the back, they were much more at ease.

But Ma Weiwei was sitting far away, so she came to join in.

"It's okay, I brought this today."

Ma Weiwei shook her head and took out a mobile phone.

"You might as well find Su Yuan Xiaoyan and the others directly."

"Oh, it's mainly to synthesize your answers."

Most people cheat in exams mainly to deal with teachers, and few cheat in pursuit of high scores.

After all, everyone is a sophomore in high school, so it doesn’t make much sense to pursue false vanity in terms of grades, it’s all a lie to yourself.

The reason why Ma Weiwei wanted to do better in the exam this time was because her family had a policy. She would be rewarded with a new guitar if she passed the midterm exam.

When taking the English test, Lin Xiaoxian was in a hurry than he imagined.

Except for Chen Ming and Chen Chen who were waiting for him, everyone diagonally opposite him was greeting him.

"Brother Xian, bring the paper, I can't see it clearly."

"Xiaoxian, write the multiple-choice inscription on the scratch paper, and write it in larger size!"

"Lin Xiaoxian, turn around and read aloud, I can't hear you."

With great power comes great responsibility.

Lin Xiaoxian is not three-headed and six-armed, just hate that these lazy dogs can do it and wait.

Lin Xiaoxian raised his hand to report:

"Teacher, I'm going to the toilet."

The invigilator was Wang Xinran, and the other teachers were drinking hot tea in the air conditioner in the office, euphemistically calling it training newcomers.

Teacher Wang looked at the time: "It's over soon, just hold back for a while."

Lin Xiaoxian crossed his legs: "Teacher, I'm so holding back that I'm about to form a pill..."

When someone in the classroom laughed, Wang Xinran frowned and wondered, "What kind of pill?"

"Teacher, it's a stone."

"You didn't get the point, Brother Xian is going to break through the Jindan period."

"Yes, I've come here, and I'm already Nascent Soul."

Teacher Wang didn't quite understand, and didn't want to argue with these little bastards, so he let Lin Xiaoxian go out.

After going out, Lin Xiaoxian put on a [bow tie] and read out loudly:

"CCABB!"

"BBBBA!"

"AACCA!"

"CDBAD!"

The people surrounding Lin Xiaoxian just now quickly wrote it down.

"Who is reading the answer? Is it Lin Xiaoxian?"

"It doesn't sound like it, but the accuracy rate seems to be OK. The first five are the same as me."

"Six B's in a row, right..."

"One or two mistakes at most."

Wang Xinran was in a daze when she heard the sudden answer from outside.

This voice... why is it a bit familiar...

"Teacher Wong."

When he was about to go out to check, Du Tianjun came in with a thermos cup.

"Who was yelling outside just now? I heard it in the office."

"Huh? I don't know..."

"Just outside the classroom. Whose voice did you not hear?"

Wang Xinran hesitated: "The voice...is a bit like Mr. Du..."

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