At home during the holidays, Lin Miao quickly entered a state of three regardless.

Father doesn't care, mother doesn't care, little sister can't care, so he repeatedly sleeps in the morning until he wakes up naturally, Lin Miao came out of his small storage room, and looked up at the clock in the living room that was already over 8 o'clock, and spent a few seconds to sigh that the holiday makes people fall.

It's just that although he is arrogant in words, he doesn't dare to really relax in his work and rest. The reborn old man knows that time is precious, and a certain chicken soup quote - working hard while others are asleep is the reason why you surpass others - inspires Lin Miao to redouble his vacation time in the eyes of others.

The more there is no one at home, the more Lin Miao seems to have been beaten with chicken blood, and her schedule is extremely meticulous from morning to night every day - reading books in the morning, focusing on long-lost literature, and finding inspiration from various poems and words, the main purpose is to prepare Lao Lin's shameless comeback book. After all, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality, and now that life at home is so nourishing, if Lao Lin really seals his pen, he will not be able to live his life.

Lin Miao believes that as long as he can win a prize in the National Primary School Student Essay Competition this year, or a more optimistic work is selected for this year's "National Primary School Student Essay Selection", then he will rush to his prodigy halo plus Lao Lin's brand appeal, plus the policy tilt of the Dongou Municipal Government and the shouting of the dead profiteers who spare no effort, this book will not sell a million copies, Lin Miao dares to curse himself for another year in his life.

Spend three hours in the morning to finish the most important work, go to the street cafeteria for lunch, and blow to your uncles and aunts about things like "TO will definitely play an irreplaceable role in China's economic rise" and so on, which no one will remember. Then rest until half past 1 after dinner, go to the swimming pool on Hubin Road alone to learn to swim, teach yourself dog crawling style for 1 hour, and evacuate quickly before there are more people who come to swim.

When I get home, it's usually less than 3 o'clock, take a short break, and start doing the Olympiad problems again.

Although Lin Miao has completely lost his obsession with the primary school Olympiad, which seems to have completely lost its challenging, he still chose to be serious in the face of this last dispensable district-wide Olympiad competition.

After all, Zhang Xueru and Monkey Sister Liang Huanhuan are the masters of the Olympiad in primary school at this level, and they have brushed countless questions like him, and they have already reached the point where getting a full score is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Olympiad math questions are generally done ten times a day, and the competition takes 100 minutes, and Lin Miao has now been able to finish the battle within 50 minutes. After finishing the question, it was almost less than 4 o'clock in the afternoon or just in the early days, so I went to school to pick up Li Xiao from school, and by the way, I went to practice calligraphy for another hour.

Lin Miao's progress in learning calligraphy can be described as rapid, and the progress speed of the progress bar is almost three times that of a normal child. Because I am more and more familiar with the pen, the efficiency of drawing red is getting higher and higher, I can draw more than ten pieces in an hour, and I see that after a month at most, I can end the basic step of drawing red and start copying. And the COSCO master who taught the class was not afraid of Lin Miao's unstable foundation, but was happy to see it. Every day, as long as Lin Miao comes, he will put down his work and stand behind Lin Miao and Li Xiao, watching the two children, one is talented and one in a million, and the other word is like a dog crawling, completely helpless, and full of smiles.

Some parents who accompanied their children to study complained about COSCO eccentricity at first, but later the whole class soon knew that Lin Miao was the son of "my country's well-known writer Lin Guorong", so they had no face to say it on the bright side.

In recent days, whenever it is the most lively evening rush hour in the afternoon at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a Santana with a license plate ending in 868 on Bailifang Road as scheduled, slowly swaggering through the market, and finally stopped in front of the tattered calligraphy classroom in COSCO.

Not to mention that Lao Lin has a lot of dealings with the media, and now he is getting better and better at putting on a cold face outside, so that the already fierce face looks a little more unangry and arrogant. With his current aura, he will not lose the battle when he stands with the big leaders in the city, which makes Director Dong in the street very stressed every day, not to mention the ordinary salarymen.

Money, power, fame, status, in front of Lao Lin, who has reached the pinnacle of life, a group of salaried people in the calligraphy classroom saw Lao Lin, let alone complain in person, and they didn't even have the courage to come forward to compliment.

Lin Miao forced herself to get used to the smell of gasoline, and sat in Lao Lin's car once a day to suffer.

finally stayed up until Friday evening, Lao Lin also took a detour, drove to Tianji Lane, and visited the old lady who had become the "director of the "Small Courtyard Miscellaneous Talks" Museum.

After Lao Lin's family got out of the car, Tianji Lane was immediately lively.

A few pseudo-literary young women who were lucky enough to catch the tail of the trend came to Tianji Lane for sightseeing, screamed and asked Lao Lin for an autograph with a rather human-like appearance, and insisted on hugging Lao Lin, hugging Jiang Ping's face blue.

Then when she returned home, the old lady complained to Lao Lin again, saying that the best time for business had passed, and the money was earned by two outsiders who rented a house, and she now stayed at the door of her house every day to sell tickets, and at most ten tickets a day could be sold. There was a large group of neighbors on the side, surrounding Jiang Ping and asking questions, and asking all kinds of questions about whether Li Xiao was going to raise Lin Miao as a daughter-in-law, and the gossip was so loud that it flew up.

Lin Miao's family was surrounded by neighbors and all kinds of people who rushed to see the excitement in Tianji Lane for a long time before they finally broke through.

Sitting back in the car, Lin Miao looked through the window and looked at the seemingly unchanged Tianji Alley, faintly feeling a sense of strangeness.

A large group of people outside the car waved at Lin Miao with a smile on their faces, as if they were bidding farewell to a very important person.

Lao Lin slowly drove the car out of the alley, drove onto Lianjiang Road, and walked in front of him like a small shop selling pies, a stall selling sugar paintings, a familiar and unfamiliar grocery store, and an arcade hall that had just become popular.

Eight months after being reborn, he took his family through the six years of his previous life.

This alley should rarely come back in the future.

"In a few days, it will be May, and I read the news that the whole country will have a weekend from next month. Lin Miao muttered.

Lao Lin looked at the children in the rearview mirror, and then turned his head to look at the beautiful wife who had fewer and fewer freckles on her face recently, and showed a smile: "It's a good weekend, I can take you out to play once a week." ”

"I'm racing this Sunday morning. ”

"After going upstairs to find my father, our family stayed in the hotel for a day. ”

"Hmm. ”