Can't stop the medicine

"Let it ride!!!"

The shouts that directly hit the soul penetrated the barrier of the earplugs, reverberating from the vibration of the eardrum to the flow of blood and the regeneration of bone marrow, giving Ren Xiaoyao a baptism of the whole body.

'Depend on!The dead scare you back to life! Ren Xiaoyao, whose soul was almost lost by the shock, stood up in response.

The signature dog eyes looked innocently at the face of the literature teacher, which was portrayed by time like a picture of the river on the Qingming Festival, puffed up his cheeks and pretended to be cute: "Teacher, did you call me?"

It's a pity that the Qingming Riverside Picture (Ren Xiaoyao's nickname given to the literature teacher) is the Qingming Riverside Picture!Only talk about craftsmanship and not cuteness, and don't follow Ren Xiaoyao's set at all.

'Snapped! ' With a loud bang, a literature test paper was slapped on Ren Xiaoyao's desk, and the new alloy desk nailed to the floor trembled three times.

Qingming Shanghetu gave the order neatly, just one word: "Read!"

Picking up the test paper and looking at the name, Ren Xiaoyao was surprised—yo!My test paper!

Just like the 21st century, in the interstellar era, only good students have the opportunity to read the composition for other students to appreciate.

However, in this life, Ren Xiaoyao is no more, no less, and he has taken ten years of literature lessons.

This is the first time a composition that has always scored zero has been praised by the teacher. I have the opportunity to read it to everyone, so that everyone can appreciate his excellence, his Chen/du/xiu.

Thinking about it this way, Ren Xiaoyao, who has a thicker skin than the land, actually breeds a little excitement, a little shyness, and a little humility...

So, Ren Xiaoyao, who was holding the composition paper, twitched with a red face that still had baby fat: "I'm still a little embarrassed, teacher..."

"Huh? Are you still embarrassed?" The serious Qingming Riverside Picture was laughed angrily, and it became a superimposed product of Qingming Riverside Picture and Vitruvian Man - the ultimate combination of East and West.

"It's the first time I have the opportunity to read my composition to everyone, and it's inevitable to be a little bit shy." Ren Xiaoyao straightened his chest and replied confidently.

Looking at such a pair of sincere big eyes, Qingming Shanghe Tu really has nothing to say: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Qingming Shanghetu picked up Ren Xiaoyao's paper and said, "Come on, I'll read it for you. Everyone listen to me and see what's wrong with Ren Xiaoyao's composition!"

With a twist of his mouth, showing a disapproving expression, Ren Xiaoyao muttered: "Why is there a problem with my composition!" Also, I'm just being humble!How immoral of you to deprive me of the pleasure of being admired in this way!

Of course, Ren Xiaoyao just thought about the second half of the sentence and didn't say it directly.

He gave Ren Xiaoyao a warning look, cleared his throat, and began to read Ren Xiaoyao's composition:

"To introduce myself, there is actually nothing to introduce! To some extent, I am the same as everyone else, with one mouth and two eyes. But to some extent, I am different from everyone.

Because I am more handsome, taller, more powerful, and more charming (please add all the beautiful words here by yourself, no need to give me face, praise to death)...

This is me——Ren Xiaoyao, a blue boy favored by the heavens!Bearing the handsomeness and excellence that I shouldn't have at my age.

Such an excellent me naturally has an equally excellent and unparalleled background.

I was born in a very special X10086 rich (maybe very powerful, in short, it looks like a big family) family!

How rich is it?

Since I was born, I have been put into a bubble that I feel is very expensive when I go in, and it is full of the aroma of money between breaths.The toilets in my house are all inlaid with gold (my guess), the floors are all diamond strips (my guess), and the low-level spirit stones are only suitable for lamps (my guess)...

Only you can't think of it, there is nothing that group of prodigal sons can't do. (My guess)

All in all, my family must be very rich!

However, because I am so good!The excellent aura that was soaring from all over the body was discovered by some people with evil plans (big family dogs/farts/stoves, I believe you all understand, so I won't go into details)!

Just like that, I was stolen from the very expensive bubble! (It is said that cheap is not good, you see, expensive is not necessarily good! Such expensive bubbles have lost me!)

But fortunately, the person who stole me still had a conscience, and instead of knocking me out directly, he sent me across the ocean to the gate of an orphanage on a different planet. (Hehe, I'm not thankful at all for the bastard who stole me and didn't kill me. When I find him, let's see how I deal with him.)

I remember clearly that it was a snowy weather.I—a doll less than a week old (estimated)—was left on the street, shivering with cold!

Bitter cold wind destroys my immature skin, and icy snowflakes torture/torture my young heart.

You guys won't understand how fucked up I was at the time!Fuck it, I didn't even have time to scold/mother, and I didn't have time to think about how to get revenge in the future, I just thought of 'Heaven, earth, come and save me who is weak, pitiful and helpless! '

Those who have not experienced it will not understand!

Right now!My good friend, my current brother, appeared!

It's not like an angel wearing holy light, but a skinny kid.

After writing this, I was surprised to find that the number of words is fast enough!

So let's pull the progress bar and jump straight to the present.

After I came to Ming'an Academy, the excellent aura on my body was still hard to hide.The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, my excellence is like old wine, and the fragrance is blowing ten miles against the wind.

Here, everyone loves me.

The teachers of all subjects cared for me, and they even forbade me to lie. (Is there anyone who doesn’t lie these days? Lying is unavoidable. The last time Xiaopang peed his pants and said that water was spilled on his pants, didn’t I know it well and expose him?)

In any case, it's my fault that I have endured the excellence I shouldn't have at this age.

Even if my excellent aura is a little weaker, I will not be stolen out; I will not be stolen out, I am now the second generation ancestor of a big family who eats, drinks and has fun, so how can I learn?

I have to say that excellence makes me unhappy and keeps me awake at night.

Whenever I think of the skills that I can practice successfully in the blink of an eye, my classmates often need more than a month of study, I can't help but cat into the small quilt, trembling and laughing out loud. "

After listening to Ren Xiaoyao's article, the whole class fell silent!shocked!There is nothing left to say!

After gasping for breath, everyone held their breath and concentrated, and the needles could be heard in the classroom.

Everyone had this question at the same time - how could there be such a brazen person? !

Ren Xiaoyao looked at everyone's surprised faces with satisfaction, and whispered BB happily: "I am so good that everyone is shocked, this is me, super excellent Ren Xiaoyao."

Years are passing and times are changing.

In the interstellar era, we no longer take Chinese, English, Russian...classes, we take literature classes!

In the interstellar era, the compositions we write are no longer argumentative essays, narrative essays, or essays...

The style of Kangding has become a self-introduction!

In order for the students to know themselves better (this is the official beautification), and for the students who have stepped out of the campus to introduce themselves in a more comprehensive way (this is the main reason), self-introduction must start from the baby!

It is said that it takes ten years to hone a sword, but the self-introduction started from a baby is a ten- to twenty-year hone!It's really a big guy who was born/come out!It's hard to come by, and it's perfect!

The central idea of ​​self-introduction and the key to writing is only one sentence: self-introduction must come from life and be higher than life.

Simply translated into adult words is: within the scope of the facts, bragging/pushing as much as you want.

Let's make an analogy.

Life: Xiao Ming cried.

Slightly higher than life: the eye sockets can no longer withstand the heavy sadness, and drops of crystal-like tears fall to the ground.

Higher than life: Tears are like rain, and sadness is like a river.

Above the Dome: Twelve-star special merit winners, Star Alliance first-class merit winners... Barabara.

Well, absolute strength can kill everything.

But when you don't have absolute strength, it is extremely important to be able to brag/pull gracefully.

"Ren Xiaoyao, what do you think of your composition?" Qingming Shanghetu asked patiently, trying to make Ren Xiaoyao realize that his composition had gone into a strange misunderstanding.

"It's great! It's very well written! It's excellent! I'm Chen/Du/Xiu!" Ren Xiaoyao didn't blush at all when he said these words.

For Ren Xiaoyao, who is full of self-confidence, he is the truth.Whoever is his enemy must be wrong.If the world is against him, the world is wrong.

He is the unrecognized Da/Er/Wen, the brother/Ben/Ni who never admit defeat.

The roll of paper was slapped on the head of the brother/Bai/Ni who never gave up, ah no, it was Ren Xiaoyao.

Angrily, Qingming Shanghetu pinched his waist, and said with a smirk: "I return Chen/Du/Xiu, and I return Li Da/Zhao!"

"Eh? Teacher, is your ancient literature so good?" Besides Pale, this was the first time anyone could catch Ren Xiaoyao's stalk.

In Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, the complicated and hurried face of Qingming Shanghe Picture suddenly became amiable, from Qingming Shanghe Picture to Edvard Munch's cry...

Emmm...or Van Gogh's Starry Sky?

"I am a literature teacher!!!"

'Can the literature of the literature teacher be bad? ! ! ! "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival, now it is the cry in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, his heart is screaming, crying, struggling, and collapsing...

Nao Yao wanted to grab Ren Xiaoyao's ear and shake it vigorously to see what could be poured out of this guy's head—whether it was a ball of paste or nothing.

Ren Xiaoyao was silent, he lowered his head, and secretly said, "So you didn't teach the painting of going up the river during the Qingming Festival?" '

"Aren't you aware of the problem with your composition?" The calm shout continued to persuade: "Even if you realize a little bit!"

'Just start to recognize your own problems! 'Scream thinks so.

Ye Yao's demands on Ren Xiaoyao are already so low that he is only one step away from giving up the treatment.

Tilting his head, staring at the blank ceiling and thinking for a long time, Ren Xiaoyao looked into the eyes full of anticipation, and said seriously: "Now the whole class knows that Xiaopang peed his pants."

"Only I knew, because only I saw it with my own eyes."

Shout: "..."

The whole class who were awakened by Ren Xiaoyao's words immediately looked at Xiaopang in the back row, and Xiaopang, who had never received so much attention, burst into tears (not touched).

The 17-year-old fat boy cried into a child weighing three hundred catties.

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