After the Chinese test in the morning, the whole school of foreign Chinese junior high school stayed in school for lunch.

When the city learned that Director Wei Jun was coming, Luo Wanzhou came directly to accompany him, and a large number of leaders of Dongou University and Dongou Medical College came in a row, which was quite grand. In the end, after Wei Jun accompanied Lin Miao to eat fast food, he was invited by the enthusiastic leaders to the nearby Shun'an Hotel, where he could not smoke cigarettes and drink. Wu Ningxiang, who came with a beautiful secretary, cherished the opportunity to get along with the deputy director of the National Social Science Bureau, and followed him with a shame......

After lunch, the children in both classes did not discuss the morning exams, and all of them rested quietly in the empty classroom on the third floor.

The morning test papers were sealed early and sent to the Academic Affairs Office of the No. 4 Middle School - the principle of marking the papers this time is that each school exchanges corrections nearby, and the Wai Chinese Junior High School and the No. 4 Middle School share the same campus, so even the trouble of walking in the middle is saved.

At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the children woke up one by one, went to the bathroom to go to the toilet, and washed their faces with cold water by the way to sober up.

After sitting for half an hour as I had done in the morning, the math test papers were handed out.

Lin Miao got the paper, turned her head to look behind her like a thief, and saw that the back door of the classroom was closed, and she felt a lot more relieved.

In the next hour and a half, Lin Miao completed it in one go, and without even making much effort on the final topic, he did it all smoothly. Then I honestly spent half an hour checking it, and when the bell rang, I handed in the test papers with everyone.

As soon as the two most exhausting exams in theory were over, the children in the four classrooms on the second floor were all relaxed.

Ye Yifan specially stood in the corridor and waited for Lin Miao to come out, and then asked, "Brother Miao, how did you play today?"

Lin Miao thought for a moment and replied, "I don't feel that there will be any points deducted at the moment. ”

"So fierce?" Ye Yifan was surprised, and said with a smile, "But the math is really simple, and it is estimated that you will get full marks......

Lin Miao glanced at the three or five piles of No. 4 middle school students downstairs who came out of the opposite teaching building, and sighed lightly: "We must take care of the vast majority of people, otherwise we will be happy, and they will despair of life." ”

"Yes. Ye Yifan smiled, followed Lin Miao's line of sight and looked downstairs, his eyes were full of pride of the social elites looking down on all living beings, "In this society, everything must be divided into three, six, nine and so on, it's so cruel and ruthless......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone downstairs shouting arrogantly in a tone that was obviously happy and boastful: "Fuck you! This question is done by a human being? Lao Tzu will take a maximum of 120 in mathematics this time! I will lose if I score any more points!"

Immediately afterwards, his companion laughed and scolded: "You can do it! If you stick to the stage again, you will be killed directly!"

Lin Miao and Xu Fengfan glanced at each other and smiled tacitly.

After a while, Lin Miao walked out of the school, and Jiang Yang and Zhang Youwei were already waiting at the school gate.

After returning to the hotel, Lin Miao pulled a large family, called Guo Fengxiang, and accompanied Wei Jun to eat a lively hot pot in the hotel room, Lin Miao thought very regretfully, if it wasn't for Xiao Lori's death drill and his nest was discovered by Jiang Ping, in fact, he could come over to eat together, and he could introduce her to Wei Jun by the way, but now there is no recruitment, so I can only wait for the opportunity to talk about it in the future.

This meal was mixed with Guo Fengxiang, who had not healed his broken hand, and the atmosphere was naturally good, and although Lao Lin was degraded, his communication skills were still good.

During the banquet, Lin Miao told Wei Jun that he wanted to write a small work between an academic review and a commercial bestseller, and published it in his own name for the first time, that is, his debut novel in the true sense.

Wei Jun agreed first, and then asked Lin Miao: "Which direction do you want to write? Do you want me to provide you with any reference materials? There are not many other social science bureaus, but in the archives, basically I can find out what you want." ”

Lin Miao said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, the maximum length is seventy or eighty thousand words, considering the factors of market communication, the style is generally easy to understand, mainly put facts, reasoning, and examples, and statistics and literature abstracts are not considered first." ”

Wei Jun nodded, and finally asked, "What's the name of the book?"

Lin Miao said: "The full name tentatively set is "The Truth: What Are We Talking About When We Are Talking About Others?". ”

Wei Jun suddenly showed a smile that his senior brother understood, pointed at Lin Miao and said with a smile: "Little friend, it's very bad." It's not too big to kill people, and you still wrote a book to point out and scold Huai, not afraid of a counterattack from public opinion?"

Lin Miao said with a smile: "What we want is for public opinion to fight back, and the main purpose of publishing a book is to make money! The more fierce the stupid scolding, the better the book will sell." I can't bear this pressure, and I'm still writing a fart book?"

Guo Fengxiang couldn't help but be amazed when he heard this, and volunteered: "That's a good point! That little senior brother will also write you a preface!"

Lin Miao said cold-blooded and ruthlessly: "Don't, your signboard is not as hard as my senior brother's, it is better to ask you to write it than to find my master to write it." ”

Guo Fengxiang turned his head and drank alcohol.

After eating until eight o'clock in the evening, Guo Fengxiang and Wei Jun, who knew that Lin Miao would have an exam tomorrow, consciously took their leave.

Jiang Yang and Zhang Youwei stayed for half an hour, chatted with Lao Lin and Jiang Ping about their plans to get married next year, and when it was almost nine o'clock, they also got up and went home.

Early the next morning, Wei Jun took a 7 a.m. plane directly back to Beijing.

Lin Miao continued her exam journey and braved the increasingly cold wind to go to school.

In the following day and a half, the three exams were successfully concluded.

On Thursday morning, half an hour in advance, Lin Miao handed in the paper of "History, Society, and Ideological Character", and Lin Miao directly left all the 12 textbooks used in the open-book exam in the examination room, and left with her schoolbag on her back very chicly.

This seemingly long semester has finally come to an end.

At this time next year, I will change to the upper floor to take classes, and the friends in the first year of junior high school will become juniors and juniors in a blink of an eye.

A group of younger brothers......

Walking downstairs, the corridor of the first year of junior high school downstairs was empty, Xu Fengfan and their final exam was one day earlier than the second year of junior high school, and the exam was finished yesterday morning. Holding the hand of the new young lady Chen Yu, he walked out of the school gate with melancholy, and opposite the school, several excavators moved slowly, as easily as tearing paper, and knocked down a room that had been vacated for almost two months. Seeing that Jiaolong Lane, which had been walking for more than 20 years, was crushed into slag under the wheel of history little by little, the corners of Lin Miao's mouth suddenly raised slightly.

The old does not go, the new does not come.

It's called being born again.