Successfully passing the entrance examination of the junior high school of the foreign Chinese also means that the student status of the junior high school has been fully guaranteed.

For Lin Miao, who has always taken shortening the study period as the absolute primary goal - although this is a bit ruthless after wiping his mouth and pulling out his cock - it is true that Bailifang Primary School has obviously completely lost its use value.

When this time seemed to be stretched out for a long time, a long Saturday finally passed, and after a few days, Lin Miao never went to the gate of Bailifang Primary School to say stand-up comedy. Even if Miao Xiaoqiu called his home four times in three days, begging Lin Miao to go back to school for a "speech under the national flag that does not limit the content of your speech", Lin Miao still insisted that Qingshan would not let go, and would not agree. Even in order to avoid being caught, he connected the matter of sending Li Xiao to and from school, and handed it over to Xu Fengfan thoroughly.

However, not going to school does not mean that it is easy, without the constraints of Bailifang Primary School on time, Lin Miao still has a lot of things to deal with. Master COSCO's calligraphy class had to be continued, increasing the time from one hour to two hours a day, and the class time was also changed to the morning, although the improvement was limited, but it was better than not increasing the practice time at all. In addition, there is also a swimming lesson that has been spurned, which has been put back on the agenda, but this time there is a young female coach, who is a die-hard fan of Lao Lin, and when educating Lin Miao, it is called a spring breeze and a soft voice.

Outside of the course, "Lin Guorong Teaches You to Write Essays", which has been played by Lin Miao to the level of at least a second-rate university doctoral dissertation, has also begun to be revised for the first time.

In view of the fact that this book is becoming more and more academic, Lin Miao basically goes to the Dongou City Library to soak in the Dongou City Library after the swimming lesson at three o'clock in the afternoon, and looks through the photocopies of various aesthetic and literary research papers that are absolutely impossible to find on the market—most of them are the works of an associate professor at Dongou University who is known as "one of the four great talents of Dongou City" but is actually quite old.

Lin Miao privately called the associate professor who is still working at Ouda Lao Zhang. Because Lao Zhang's writing is too extensive, there is a momentum of literature, history and philosophy from the bright side, so Lin Miao looks at his things quite slowly and effortlessly, and often has to read through a piece of his paper, which has to be dozens of times the reference materials of the paper itself. Fortunately, Lin Miao has always been calm in his studies, and the more difficult bones he is, the more he can stimulate his strength to bite the bones and suck out the marrow.

On the Tuesday afternoon of the day before the Children's Day city-wide art show, when Lin Miao was still looking through Lao Zhang's things in the Cultural and History Museum of the Dongou City Library, she didn't have the slightest intention of going over to cooperate with the final discussion rehearsal. When it was close to dinner, Lin Miao accidentally turned to an introduction to Lao Zhang's life, and found that Lao Zhang's teacher was actually Guo's student - that Guo of Lu Guo Maoba Lao Cao. Therefore, according to the generation, Lao Zhang is the descendant of Uncle Guo, who evaluated the ice and fire inside and outside the government and the opposition a few years later.

Lin Miao shook her hands excitedly at that time, and shouted at me for a day, it turns out that Dongou City still has such a bullish cultural heritage, and at the same time, he touched an extremely precious ancient book that was written by a former Qing Jinshi of Dongou from the bookcase on the side to the ground.

For fear that Lin Miao would make trouble in the library, the old man in the library, who had been guarding Lin Miao's side, saw this, and his heart suddenly became full of impatience, and he secretly felt that Lin Miao was pretending to be forced at all. You are a child in the sixth grade, even if you already have a junior high school level, but how can the things in the Museum of Culture and History be understood if you say you can understand them? Not to mention middle school students, even those undergraduates of Dongou University, few people run here all year round. Only those who are about to graduate from graduate school and are in a hurry to catch up with their dissertations will come here to borrow materials.

The old man was unwilling to pick up the book from the ground in his heart, feeling that Lin Miao was delaying his rest time.

But he really didn't have a problem, after all, the city leaders had personally greeted him, as long as the kid wanted to see it, except for documents involving party secrets and state secrets, other academic-related materials would be unconditionally open.

So according to the old man's experience in the rivers and lakes, he deeply felt in his heart that the female leader in the city was likely to have a not simple leg with the writer's father of the kid in front of him.

But thinking about it this way, the eldest lord also thought about it in his heart. Dongou City Library, isn't it for the children of these Dongou City leaders. Ordinary children, begging them to come to the library to decorate a wave of their may not be happy, there is a child who can often stay here for hours, even if this library is not built in vain......

Lin Miao's progress in revising "Lao Lin Teaches You to Write Essays" is like a snail, and he doesn't know that he will turn to the Year of the Monkey when he flips through the information, but he is more and more impatient, and secretly makes a steady plan.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Lao Lin, who had been bored in the street for a long time, finally drove to pick him up.

Lin Miao thought that after the art show was over tomorrow, she would come back and watch it anyway, so she didn't even pack her schoolbag and threw it in the archives for the old man of the library to take care of it.

When the old man met Lao Lin, who came to pick up his son, he nodded his head and bowed his waist, his face was full of smirks of "it is the honor of the old slave to serve the young master", and he agreed. Then when Lin Miao and Lao Lin were gone, the folds brought up by the forced smile in the corners of their eyes gradually unfolded. He carried Lin Miao's schoolbag, sighed a little tiredly, and said with great emotion: "Rich and powerful, good life......"

"What's the fate?" said a slightly shrill and peaceful voice behind the library master.

The old man turned his head, and then he showed a sincere smile: "Teacher Zhang, you don't have classes tonight?"

"No classes, I've finished all my classes this semester. Teacher Zhang said lightly, and then asked, "Who did you just say is in good health?"

"Who else? The library uncle raised the schoolbag in his hand, "Lin Guorong's son, he runs here every day, pretending to be able to understand, do you think this kid is funny?"

Teacher Zhang was happy when he heard this, and he didn't have any thoughts of respecting the child's privacy, so he stretched out his hand and asked the old man for his schoolbag and said, "What did he look at?" ”

The old man in the library handed over the schoolbag directly.

Teacher Zhang opened his schoolbag, took out a notebook from it, opened it and glanced at it at random, and when he saw Lin Miao's handwriting, his eyes immediately lit up first, and then took a closer look at the content on it, and his face suddenly became serious.

"Huang Zunxian said that I wrote my mouth by hand, how could Gu be restrained. For this statement to be true, three necessary conditions must first be met. And these three necessary conditions are also the basic threshold of literary creation and aesthetics......"

Teacher Zhang stared at Lin Miao's notes, looking a little fascinated, and after a long time, he closed the notes, turned his head and asked the old man of the library: "This note, you looked at the child to write it?"

"Yes, I watched him write word by word...... "The old man of the library asked stunned, "Is it well written?"

Teacher Zhang was silent for a long time, and said with a very heavy look: "The best undergraduates in our school are at this level at most, maybe not even this level." This kid can go to my graduate school. ”

"Wouldn't it!?" the old man of the library gestured, "That kid is only so big!Teacher Zhang, don't you say that there are really prodigies in this world, right?"

"The world is so big, it's not surprising that there are prodigies. Teacher Zhang smiled slightly, "I also heard last year that people from the University of Science and Technology came to look for this child, but they were rejected. ”

Teacher Zhang said, put Lin Miao's notebook in his pocket, and said loudly with a smile: "I took this notebook, that little guy wants it, you let him come to me by himself." ”

The old man of the library was puzzled: "Teacher Zhang, this is not good......

Teacher Zhang ignored the old man's life and death, and said willfully: "What's wrong, my school is only a few hundred meters away from here, if the child is in trouble, you can take him directly to the school to find me." After speaking, he went downstairs without looking back.

Leaving the library lord with a depressed face.

……

Lin Miao sat in the back seat of Santana's car, and Li Xiao sat beside him.

Lao Lin was the one who first picked up Li Xiao from COSCO, and then picked up Lin Miao. Originally, there was Luo Li a few days ago, but Luo Li lived in Lin Miao's house for three days, and he needed to be picked up by Lao Lin car every morning and evening, Qin Wanqiu felt embarrassed, and finally brought Xiao Nizi back this morning. Luo Li cried so miserably in the morning, as if her husband had died......

Li Xiao, who was suppressed by Luo Li, who had a strong desire for domination at home, finally survived until Luo Li went home, and suddenly it was like a spiritual liberation, and he chattered with Lin Miao about what happened in COSCO's calligraphy class today: "An aunt came today and quarreled with the teacher, saying that the teacher's words don't count, and that Wang Binbin was originally going to go to a foreign competition, but the teacher didn't let him go, and the aunt said that Dad was a bad person, and robbed Wang Binbin's place for you to use......"

Lin Miao didn't care about this kind of thing at all, but she still nodded, indicating that she was listening.

Lao Lin was much more direct, smiled coldly, but didn't even say half a word.

That kind of sprinkled housewife, Lao Lin didn't bother to make the effort to evaluate.

I don't even bother to scare, so I really despise it.

After a while, the car turned into Lakeside Road.

Hubin Road changes three times a day, and there are more and more fortune-telling stalls. Taking advantage of the vampire incident, in just one week, the largest gathering place for swindlers and IQ tax harvesting base in Dongou City has taken shape.

Instructor Xie of the Xicheng Street Police Station and the deputy secretary of the Party Committee in charge of the party and the masses in the street, who came to Lin Miao's house last night, said that they wanted to join forces with the urban management squadron under Lao Lin and make a great contribution to serving this group of goods in one pot.

But fortunately, Lin Miao recently gave Lao Lin a lesson in place, so Lao Lin made a big show last night, from industrial development to social stability, and sprayed those two goods in many ways. The new deputy secretary of the street party committee was sprayed by Lao Lin's eyes, and when he left, he couldn't stop apologizing to Lao Lin, saying that he was not good at learning and his level was not enough, and he would need more guidance from Mr. Lin in his work in the future.

"Almost, we should call the city management and the auxiliary police to come over to maintain law and order. Lin Miao looked out of the car window and said lightly.

Lao Lin said with a smile: "The planning of the new area of Hubin Road Traditional Cultural Industry reported by your Aunt Jianhui to the district has been approved in the district, and this project must be done well, and in another year or two, maybe it will be the street director." ”

Lin Miao said: "Then are you also promoted again?"

The corners of Lao Lin's mouth grinned, he wanted to hold it but didn't, and laughed.