Li Mu's mobile phone number was originally from the magic capital, but after returning to Rongcheng, he changed it for convenience, and he specially sent a new number to Sun Ying before changing the number.

This is stumped on major music platforms, seeing that the popularity of "confession balloons" is getting higher and higher, and it is simply a hundred claws to scratch the heart if such a hot hot spot cannot be caught, and the most deadly one also involves a lot of potential economic benefits.

Aside from the income of paid downloads, if they have the copyright, they can even ask Chen Xuan or some well-known singers to make MVs to further tap the value of the songs, of course, these MVs will definitely be set up for members to be free.

As a result, advertising revenue, membership fees, and various revenues add up to not a small amount.

............

Of course, Li Mu, who was far away in Rongcheng, didn't know anything about this, he was wandering in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't extricate himself.

In the third year of high school, I have to do a lot of papers and exercises almost every day, which is a double pressure on the mind and body, and many students even do exercises while playing amino acids.

On the other hand, the pressure on parents on their children is also huge, and those who can survive the third year of high school are the emperor of perseverance!

Fortunately, Li Mu didn't have such troubles, because He Chunxiang and Li Ping didn't have any hope for his college entrance examination results at all.

Imagine a son who has been away from home for three years and has not been in tune, although he is more stable after coming back, he has no foundation at all, what good results can he get in the exam by relying on three months of tutoring?

In Li Ping's mind - 300 points, no more, no more, his heart will not be able to stand it!

He Chunxiang has no extravagant hopes for this, in her opinion, as long as her son is willing to improve, it is a good thing, even if he can't pass the exam, it is nothing, Li Mu has left home in the past three years, and he has not reached out to them to ask for a penny, and the family still has some savings, so it is a big deal to find a good store and let his son do some small business.

With his son's appearance and height, it is still stable to find a daughter-in-law, and in a few years he will reach the legal age to get married and have a baby.

Li Mu was very desperate! Was he given up? But he told the truth, and the second elder still listened to it as a joke.

It doesn't make sense!

The only thing that makes him feel relieved is that the average subscription of "Demon Beast City" has maintained an upward trend, although there are more and more book friends who scold him for breaking the chapter, but they can't escape the law of true fragrance.

The average order has soared all the way to 7,000, and it is roughly estimated that the manuscript fee in May can reach around 40,000, which is definitely a huge amount of money for the poor and crazy Li Mu!

After all, he used to be an "old man" in his early thirties, and he really couldn't open his mouth when he asked his family for money again.

At the beginning of June, for the senior high school candidates, it was finally time to face the first hurdle in their lives, nine years of compulsory education and three years of senior high school career, and they handed in an answer sheet in these two days.

"Muzi, have you packed up your things? Have you brought the admission ticket? Check and check again!" He Chunxiang habitually chattered.

Li Mu took it out in the same way, and then put it back: "It's almost time, I'm leaving!"

"Or I'll send .........."

"What to send, how old is my son, it's not enough for you to cause trouble!" Li Ping glared.

"Hmph, aren't you worried about what you're looking at through the window?"

Li Ping was speechless when he was refuted, although he didn't hold out any hope, how could he not be nervous when the real thing came to an end? He just didn't want to show it and increase the pressure on his son.

............

Outside the examination room, Li Mu saw a pretty figure, naturally Wang Ziwen, they were in the same examination room, but not in the same examination room.

"Morning!"

"Yo, why did I say that I came so early, the co-author is waiting for someone!" Lin Xiaoxiao teased.

Wang Ziwen was so ashamed that her face turned red: "How can there be .........?"

"Hey, male god, which school are you going to apply for?"

When she asked this, Wang Ziwen's face turned even redder.

"Look at the results, if you are lucky enough to cross the 650 line, you will report to the .......... of the university"

"Yo, it turns out to be CUHK too.......... Woo~~~"

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Wang Ziwen and made a fuss.

was interrupted by them, and Li Mu was really not nervous.

Soon the examination room was opened, thousands of students lined up to enter the examination room, and countless parents were looking forward to seeing them off, for them these two days will be a very important day in their lives.

In the morning, the test was Chinese, which was a strong point for Li Mu, so he was also very serious when answering the questions, after all, it was a subject to grab points.

Li Mu spent an hour and a half to finish the previous volume, and an hour to write an essay, which was more than enough time.

"Life?"

Such a broad question is not a good thing for candidates, because there is a high chance that you will be off-topic.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Li Mu's mouth, for him, who had been beaten for ten years of life, the word itself was a slap in the face.

Unconsciously sprinkled with 800 words of the article jumped on the page.

The article was finished, and when he looked at it from the beginning, Li Mu found that this article was a little too dark for a high school student.

The ghost sent a few words to the end.

"Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distant fields

You came into the world with your bare hands, desperate to find that sea."

...........

"There are five minutes left, check their respective exam papers and prepare to hand in them..........."

"Ah, that's the time, what should I do? I still have a lot of questions to write!"

"It's miserable, I haven't finished my essay!"

Li Mu even saw a candidate who had an emotional breakdown and was taken away by the security guards, and there were countless people who hid their faces and cried bitterly.

"Hey, Li Mu, you........... Are you alright?"

It was naturally Wang Ziwen who spoke, and it should feel good to look at her expression.

"It's okay, it's not too difficult. ”

"Ah, isn't it difficult? You scholars really don't let people live. Lin Xiaoxiao complained dejectedly.

Wang Ziwen quipped: "Okay, you are just too pessimistic, which exam, you are not a few points higher than expected?"

"This time is different, and I don't know the topic of the essay at all, every day is studying, life is learning for me!

"yes, I also feel that this year's composition is a bit difficult!"

...........

Because the examination room was a little far away from home, Li Mu did not go home, but was dragged home by Wang Ziwen.

The moment he saw Lao Wang, Li Mu obviously felt that there was something wrong with the way he looked at him.

Well, a hint of defense, a hint of anger and a hint of helplessness?

However, Wang Ziwen's mother was very enthusiastic about Li Mu, made a table of dishes, and enthusiastically helped Li Mu make the bed and arrange for him to rest.

In the afternoon is the math exam.

It's okay to open the multiple-choice questions in front of the test paper, Li Mu finished it step by step, but when he turned to the big questions in the back, he felt that something was wrong!

"Is this going to be a thing?"

Sure enough, at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the parents who were about to pick up their children home found that the children's mood was not quite right.

It's okay not to ask, but many students can't help but cry when they ask.

"Math is so hard this year!"

............

Is this really that hard?