"If I hadn't had Alzheimer's disease, Wenxi would still be in her first year of junior high school last semester. ”

The reporter sat on the flower bed at the school gate with a confused face, Wen Xi has skipped a grade? No, Wen Xi has been followed by reporters since the live broadcast of the Sichuan cuisine PK war, except for the time at school, there are not many opportunities for Wen Xi to study in his spare time!

"It's a grade skip!"

Just when the reporter racked his brains and thought about how to write a press release later, Wenxi's social networking site was already a grand celebration of the whole world!

"Congratulations to Wenxi, congratulations to Wenxi!

"Oh my God, for such an important matter, I must go to Xiaoman's waist to put an advertisement to celebrate!"

"Don't don't, advertising is too high-profile, Xixi is not a high-profile person, let's keep a low profile! I propose to thank everyone who has helped Xixi in the name of the fan group!"

The fat head of the fan group is a sober and rational person, and when he sees this kind of message when he patrols the comment area, he will immediately stop it.

"It's really better...... However, our family is so good, but I can't show it off, it's really embarrassing!"

There are grades that are not showy, just like a brocade night walk, but we Wenxi will have more results in the future, and now it's just a grade skip, steady and steady!

Fans cheered up and found out the list of entertainers that Moon Hee has worked with since his debut, and even the Chef Association and the Pastry Association have many people who have been found by fans on social accounts.

So, tens of thousands of fans jumped all the way from Uncle Ge's comment area to Sister Meihong's comment area, if it weren't for the message of the fan group "Thank you for your help to Wen Xi", the operator would have thought that it was another brainless idol who bought a water army to bring rhythm.

Wenxi's life in the third year of junior high school is much calmer than imagined, and the friends in the third (1) class of junior high school are all good students who are addicted to learning and can't extricate themselves. If it weren't for Wen Xi's math scores killing the whole class, I'm afraid no one would come to talk to Wen Xi during the recess.

"Wenxi, how do you feel after skipping a grade?"

At lunchtime, Wen Xi still chose to eat on the rooftop, and Zhang Fang, Shenhao and other students from the second (3rd) class of junior high school were already waiting there.

"It's just normal to go to class and get out of class. Wen Xi smiled and contributed his thermos box and placed it on the picnic cloth.

Wen Xi was not surprised at all that someone was waiting for him on the roof, in fact, Wen Xi even knew the number of several cakes and gift boxes hidden behind the water tower, and QQ Xiaoice couldn't wait to tell him when he climbed the stairs to come up.

"Haha, they all say that the class is full of study maniacs. Wen Xi, you have to study hard, there are still ten days before the stage exam, if we don't see your name on the red list, we will go to the media to expose your black material!"

"Ahem, Wen Xi, although you are no longer in our class, you will always be a member of class 3. We know that school will start after you skip a grade, and it's too late to celebrate you in a hurry. It's just that you, a big star, are busier than anyone else after school, so we can only take advantage of the lunch time to get you a small ceremony, and ask the class leader not to dislike it. ”

The deputy squad leader walked out from behind the water tower with a cake in his hand, and Wen Xi looked at the twelve-inch double-layer cake with 6 points and knew that it was worth a lot.

"It's too expensive. Wen Xi raised his foot and stepped on QQ Xiaoice's dog tail, this product has recently become obsessed with sweets, and he can't help but want to get up when he smells the tempting sweet aroma of the cake. Although QQ Xiaoice can't make the cake how, but who knows if QQ Xiaoice's saliva will drip up, it's better to be careful.

The price of the cake was there, and it was not yet out of school, and it was impossible for the students to smash the cake for fun, so more than a dozen people sat in the place and ate the things they brought, and then they were going to start giving gifts.

Most of the gifts given by the students are hand-made cards, small dolls, or learning tools bought in the mall. Because Wen Xi is a good cook and has a very picky mouth, the classmates perfectly avoided the option of food, and also avoided Wen Xi, who was very gracious and embarrassed, from eating a bad stomach.

A group of people played on the roof for more than forty minutes before returning to the classroom, and Wen Xi was in a good mood to finish the boring history lesson with the humming of QQ Xiaoice.

The artists in the learning stage don't have much free time, and the schedule arranged by Xingyao for Wen Xi is very tight, and aside from the dubbing work on the weekend, many of Wen Xi's tasks are still studying.

More professional dubbing classes, acting classes, and calligraphy classes and music classes arranged by Wen Xi himself, Wen Xi was as busy as a spinning top, and he didn't even have time to check the rewards brought by the upgrading of his acting skills.

For example, after class today, what awaits Wen Xi is a professional physical class. Stretching or something is the most painful, but in order to divert attention, Wen Xi also brought a lot of books.

"Wen Xi, you can't do this, this action is mainly to stretch the back muscle groups and stretch the spine, which is very useful for body shaping. It's easy to deform your movements while stretching and reading a book, so let's concentrate on stretching our muscles. ”

The physical teacher quickly took Wen Xi's book, and the strong sense of tearing forced Wen Xi to start memorizing words, formulas, texts, and the periodic table.

In just an hour of physical class, Wen Xi has almost finished the homework of the first semester of junior high school.

"Wen Xi, how do you feel? Do you feel relaxed all over your body after practicing?" Xing Yao put bath water on Wen Xi in the small suite prepared by the company, or the medicinal bath prescription prepared by the old Chinese medicine doctor, which is very useful!

"Life is like a year. Wen Xi soaked in the warm potion to relax his muscles, why is his basic knowledge so solid? It's all because the body class has been consolidated over and over again, memorizing long ancient texts no longer works, and reviewing the knowledge points will only be more familiar and memorized faster, Wen Xi has now begun to preview the homework for the second semester of the third year of junior high school.

"I heard from the teacher that you still have the energy to endorse. Xingyao stared at Wen Xi with suspicious eyes, if he really lived like a year, how could he still be in the mood to endorse it?

"That's staying up and being a distraction. Wen Xi closed his eyes and sank into the brown potion, listening to the old Chinese medicine doctor say that the medicinal bath is good for the skin, several male classmates in the class have a face of karacne, Wen Xi is an artist who has to rely on his face to eat, and he has to soak for a while.

Xingyao quietly walked out of the bathroom, his female artist who worked hard abroad had returned to China after finishing her work, and she should be taking a medicinal bath next door.

"Kiki, are you soaked?" Xingyao entered the door and saw Saiqi lying on the chaise longue massage.

"What are you preparing for me! There is a smell of Chinese medicine, I still have dinner at night, and my whole body is full of Chinese medicine, what is the smell of Chinese medicine!"

Saiqi was irritated when she thought of the potent medicated bath in the bathroom, and Xingyao said that she was still very excited to find something to make her skin better, who knew that Xingyao actually prepared a medicated bath!