The morning light penetrated into the warm room through the gap in the curtains, Lin Miao woke up naturally, turned her head to look at the small alarm clock placed on the bedside table, and found that it was only 7 o'clock, and suddenly she had a plan to take time to get out of bed today.

This year is Saturday, and it stands to reason that Lin Miao should go to the Children's Palace to take the theoretical penultimate Olympiad lesson.

But Mr. Zhu, as the city's leading primary school Olympiad coach, was invited by the Municipal Education Bureau to be the teacher of the question this time - but of course he can only be one of the members of the question team.

So this also means that from today to the end of the exam next Friday, Mr. Zhu will be in a state of cutting off contact with the outside world during this time. Therefore, Lin Miao's primary school Olympiad class ended a week early.

For such a sudden arrangement, Lin Miao himself maintained a consistent calm attitude.

However, Mr. Zhu felt more regretful.

Last Saturday, the last math Olympiad lesson. Lin Miao and Zhang Xueru fought for the first time in the 2-hour exam in the classroom. The difficulty of that exam was equivalent to that of the provincial competition, and both of them only got two questions wrong, but Lin Miao relied on the efficiency advantage of doing the questions, and finally counterattacked Zhang Xueru and won the first place since entering the district training team.

Teacher Zhu thought at that time that if Lin Miao could be allowed to do one or two more such practical training, when it came to the official city-wide competition, the possibility of winning the first prize would be very, very high. And now, it's up to you to play and luck.

Teacher Zhu can only hope that Lin Miao and Zhang Xueru will not have too many ideas, and they will meet super strong county-level players during the exam.

After all, the people of Dongou know that Ounan has a mathematical demon, and there were even world-class mathematicians in the early years, so it is really not surprising that a child of Lin Miao's level suddenly popped up during the exam.

And even if it's not a spike - even if it's the same level, if there are more than 3, Lin Miao is more dangerous.

Because Teacher Zhu can't guarantee that Lin Miao will always maintain a good state for the exam. In the city-wide competition in Dongou City, as long as the contestants make a slight mistake, the final rating may come down.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!" the doorbell was ringing as often as deathly.

Lin Miao put her head in the quilt and pretended to be dead for half a minute, but the good man who rang the doorbell downstairs never intended to let him go.

He could only get up helplessly, muttering that if his mother forgot to bring the key, he must squirt her.

But when I picked up the microphone by the door, Xu Fengfan's arrogant laughter came from the other end: "Hahahahaha! I met your mother downstairs, and she said that you haven't gotten up yet!"

"Damn, you slut. Lin Miao was completely sleepy.

But I heard Xu Fengfan say: "Come down, you don't have an Olympiad class today, then go to school." ”

Lin Miao said lightly: "Big brother, you have to figure out the situation." I don't go to school on Saturday because I have a choice, and you go to school on Saturday because you don't have a choice. We are not the same, and everyone is treated differently. ”

Xu Fengfan was silent for a while, and said, "Damn, you're a slut, okay......"

"No, no, no, I just have a cheap in my mouth, you are cheap in your heart, we are cheap, the person who is cheap in my heart is the one who is cheap, and the one who is cheap is the slut. I'm a mouthful at best. Lin Miao's call made Xu Fengfan confused.

Then without waiting for Xu Fengfan to fully understand the meaning of these words, Lin Miao hung up the intercom directly.

Xu Fengfan stood on the steps stupidly for a long time, then smiled coldly with a serious expression, and said to himself: "The face that was lost in front of Lin Miao must be found in the school......

The mentality is anti-social and messy.

Lin Miao yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After I came to my senses, I let go for 10 minutes, and then I put on my shoes and went downstairs to the street across the street for breakfast.

After going back and having breakfast, Lin Miao returned home after taking advantage of the public house, and the time was less than half past eight.

The sun had risen very high, and from time to time there was a sporadic sound of car horns outside Xicheng Street.

Lin Miao, who was thinking about what to do in the morning when she skipped class, couldn't help but complain in her heart that these local tyrants who got rich in the early years were really dirt. Everyone knows that you are rich, why do you have to show off to be happy? My family is so strong in Tianji Lane, but does my mother shake the bell of the bicycle when she goes out every morning? Why can't you learn to keep a low profile as a person? Also, on such a wide road, there are not even many buses in the early morning, who can still drive a private car with you? Does it make sense to make some movement to attract people's attention? With such a strong desire to perform, I introduce you to the neon country as the leading actor in a short drama?

Well...... It seems that I don't have a way to introduce people to the past......

Lin Miao leaned on the window and looked down, quietly watching a certain arrogant Santana drive past the N more early stalls along the street, until he saw the turn of the car, he retracted his gaze, and the proletariat's natural hatred of the bourgeoisie.

"Alas, it's not that I'm cheap, it's not that you're cheap, it's that all living beings are cheap......" Lin Miao leaned back with a stunned expression, closed the window, and complained as if he had an epiphany, "I just sat on the flushing toilet a few days ago, and today I am jealous of others taking private cars, my desire is boundless, and I can't be greedy, or I can't ...... it."

After chattering for a long time, Lin Miao finally picked up the thoughts in his head.

He took out the Olympiad questions assigned by Teacher Zhu, first brushed them honestly, and when he finished a set of papers, it was time for lunch again.

But this time there is no free lunch.

Lin Guorong and Jiang Ping didn't go to work in the afternoon, and the unit canteen didn't open, so Lin Miao's family could only happily choose to go to the restaurant. At noon, after having a meal at the best small restaurant on Xicheng Street, Lin Miao returned home with a full mouth, and rested until about 1 o'clock, and the doorbell rang again.

Lin Miao thought that Xu Fengfan had come to play with him, and he was very disgusted, but he happily opened the door in his heart.

It can be seen that as long as a man is not married, mentally, there is not much difference between a thirty-year-old and a thirteen-year-old......

However, Lin Miao guessed wrong this time, the person who came was not Xu Fengfan, but Lin Guohua.

After Lin Guorong became a cadre directly in charge of the district, there were many relatives in the family these days who Lin Miao had spent thirty years in his previous life and had not been able to recognize. Lin Guohua is the most diligent, and almost every night as long as he is free, he will come to Lin Guorong to learn chess skills.

Of course, this can't be said that Lin Miao's uncle is really so snobbish, and there is another objective reason for this, which should be that after Lin Miao's family moved to Xicheng Street, the straight-line distance between Lin Miao's family and Lin Guohua's house was shortened by half all of a sudden.

Lin Miao opened the door downstairs, and by the way, he also opened the door upstairs.

After waiting for a while, Lin Guohua walked up with Lin Miao's cousin Lin Bing.

Lin Miao has always felt that the name Lin Bing has been sparse, not only because of listening to the sissy, but also because this name will accidentally use the pinyin input method to form some common disease that must be posted with small advertisements to attract customers. Fortunately, Lin Bing has been sensible and obedient since he was a child, and when he grew up, not only did he not have related diseases, but he really grew into a sissy, which really matches his name.

"Brother Miao Miao!" Lin Bing shouted as soon as he entered the door, smiling brightly.

"Don't make any noise, brother, brother is going to study. Lin Miao went directly into her room and brutally locked the door.

Lin Bing, who was only 3 years old when he was left, looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

But Lin Miao is not afraid of Lin Bing's grudge, because when he grows up, it is impossible for him to remember what happened before he was 5 years old......

Lin Guohua didn't seem to care at all, still smirking, so low eyebrows, so gentle and frugal, just like when he swallowed all the demolition subsidies of Lin Miao's family, he smiled every day, looking so harmless to humans and animals.

Lin Guorong quickly walked out, washed his face, and started a chess game with Lin Guohua.

The brothers got along harmoniously outside, but Lin Miao began to write hard.

"Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" was written, and the first division had been received, and in one month, a total of 120,000 copies were sold nationwide, far exceeding Lin Miao's expectations. The Qujiang Provincial Writers Association even sent an invitation to Lin Guorong, but this time Lao Lin's mind was sober once, and he knew that he would definitely die if he joined the club, so he chose to decline politely. But what Lin Miao and his family really got was 24,000 in cash.

Lin Guorong has been in a very good mood recently, and the reason for his promotion to an official is that he is extremely excited, and he has to take a shower almost every night, which makes Lin Miao very worried about whether he will have more brothers or sisters out inexplicably - but it still won't be if he thinks about it, after all, the sword of family planning hangs over his head, and between spreading branches and getting promoted, Lao Lin should be much more likely to choose the latter.

Lin Miao didn't plan to make Lao Lin's debut novel a masterpiece, anyway, he had already published a book in his name, and while the market was hot now, he simply wanted to strike while the iron was hot and have another one.

The newly opened book, the title of the book is relatively elegant, and people who are not educated probably can't understand it, called "The Residence of the Hair".

It means to rent a house to live, and Fawei means to explain the point of view, so when it is connected, it means "Lao Tzu rented a house, Lao Tzu had an idea, and Lao Tzu decided to beep two sentences".

This time, Lin Miao changed her relaxed style, belonging to the Tucao system, and wrote about various phenomena on the street with full ridicule.

This includes, for example, this morning's disdain and spurning for the pretending of the new bourgeoisie.

This kind of complaining text, Lin Miao writes it like a horse on the grassland, as chic and galloping, as long as he finds a point, the groove point can be achieved almost without thinking about it - it is almost like scolding the street, it is purely instinctive operation.

Lin Miao laughed at herself in the room for more than two hours, scolding the driver who honked the horn in the morning and almost exploded on the spot, and then packed up the pen and paper and walked out, and saw Lin Guorong frowning, while Lin Guohua was still smiling.

Lin Miao stepped forward and looked at the chess game, Lin Guorong had the advantage, but the advantage was not big.

However, it can be seen that Lin Guorong wants to win, and Lin Guohua is obviously releasing water.

Lin Guorong has a total of three proud things in his life, of course, the first one is needless to say, it is naturally a good word, and the second place is playing chess, and the third is painting.

Lin Guorong played chess at the peak of his level, and he can be regarded as the top master among amateur players. But that was after his career collapsed, he went to the old man's apartment near his home every day to find someone to play 10 yuan a game of hard work, and now, Lin Guorong is purely playing chess by talent, and the ability to be professionally trained ten years later is still a big step away.

But later Lin Miao learned that Lin Guohua, who seems to be soft, is really good at chess, generally speaking, as long as Lin Guohua wants to win, Lao Lin should not be able to win, and if Lao Lin wants to win, as long as Lin Guohua does not release water, the result will usually be a draw.

"Dad, pull the car over and go this way. "Lin Miao's chess strength was later practiced in order to serve the leader, which is not very good, but it is on par with Lin Guorong at this time. At this time, the bystanders were clear, and Lin Miao looked at it for a while, and then found a good move.

Lin Guorong has always hated a few random pokes on the side when he was playing chess, but today he is poked by his own son, of course, the nature is different, this is not called a few blind pokes, this is called an immortal guiding the way.

"Hmm...... It makes sense, when did you play chess so well?" Lin Guorong couldn't help but smile and praise, and listened to Lin Miao's words without hesitation.

Lin Guohua glanced at it, shook his head, and directly admitted defeat: "I can't save it, I lost." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and asked Lin Miao with a smile: "Ah Miao, if you want to sign up for the street chess competition in the next year, you are better at chess than your uncle." ”

Lin Miao laughed and said ruthlessly: "I'm not going, I'm different from you, I'm very busy, how can you usually have so much spare time." ”

The smile on Lin Guohua's face suddenly froze in embarrassment. Comrade Lin Guohua, who had not been promoted from a clerk to a section clerk for three years after entering the system and could only eat and wait for death in the unit every day, suffered tons of mental injuries at the moment.

Good nephew, uncle, my heart, I was pierced by you......

You have a little dagger of ice and iron in your mouth......