"The Four Treasures of the Study" has so many bigwigs to escort, and after the premiere, the critics gave all the praise, various proofreaders praised the film, and the film schedule given by the theater was very atmospheric, and the box office of "The Four Treasures of the Study" easily broke 100 million on the first day.

Early the next morning, when Moon Hee was running to school with his schoolbag on his back, he was stopped by a reporter squatting near the school.

"Wen Xi, "The Four Treasures of the Study" won the single-day box office championship yesterday, do you have anything to say?" The reporter ran forward with Wen Xi holding the microphone, and the Xinhua News Agency press card on his chest floated high.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to be late soon!" Wen Xi saw which reporter was from the reporter who didn't see the road, and rushed to the school gate again. I took such a long-haul flight yesterday, rushed to attend the premiere in the afternoon, and then sat at the thank-you banquet for a while before going back to rest, so I naturally got up late in the morning.

"Doesn't your school need to study in the morning?" The reporter shouted after Wen Xi unbelievingly, he had already inquired! Otherwise, the reporter would not dare to block Wen Xi at this place at this time!

"You're talking about junior high school!" Wen Xi quickly ran across the road, and the reporter who was not so fast could only stare at the red light. The early self-study in high school is also voluntary, and it is nothing for Wen Xi to be absent from the early self-study as a star, but he is a reporter from Xinhua News Agency!

"Hello comrade, please retreat to the safety line. The traffic policeman's brother stretched out his dark arm and pushed the reporter back, the reporter was stunned, and Wen Xi on the opposite side was completely out of sight.

Although the morning self-study is voluntary, only Wen Xi's seat is still vacant in the classroom of the first (1) class of high school.

In the last minute before the bell rang, Wen Xi rushed up to the fourth floor in a span of three steps and stepped into the classroom.

The members of the study committee were satisfied with the last tick on the attendance sheet, and then the representatives of the language class took to the podium, and the morning reading of the new day began.

The meaning of the existence of early reading is to review what you have learned and preview new knowledge. The class representative led everyone to read and recite all the texts and ancient poems they had learned in a week, and then announced the start of the recitation time.

Ancient poems and ancient texts must be memorized, Wen Xi had pre-studied the textbook before, and only then read it again, and he already remembered it clearly in his mind. So as soon as the students' reading aloud sounded, Wen Xi walked up to the group leader with the textbook and prepared to recite it.

"Ahem, good morning Wenxi, which one are you going to memorize?" The baby fat team leader blushed and pretended to be calm, and the male god was standing in front of him, to be calm, to be restrained, to be rational!

"Then follow the table of contents. Wen Xi flipped through the textbook catalog, and this semester he also learned an ancient text, three ancient poems, and what modern people have to memorize is the night of the lotus pond of "Zhu Ziqing", so he came one by one.

"Wen Xi, can I trouble you to squat down? I can't see the blackboard!" As soon as Wen Xi memorized the word "melancholy", the classmates in the back row became melancholy. Wen Xi is now the tallest group of boys in the class, how do you let others look at the blackboard when she stands in the first row? Although Wen Xi's back is also very handsome, but he can't see that the blackboard can't recite the text will delay his learning progress!

"Okay!" Wen Xi took a deep breath and squatted on the ground, returned to his seat after reciting the modern text, took the bench and sat in front of the group leader again.

"Team leader, let's come on!" Wen Xi chuckled, and the team leader's eyes straightened.

Now that he has memorized all the content, Moon Hee is not confined to rigid recitation, and seamlessly switches to an emotionally charged recitation mode.

Gradually, there were far fewer people reading textbooks in the classroom, and Wen Xi's voice echoed in the corridors, either tactfully or surgingly.

"This is Wen Xi in your class reading the text! He is worthy of being an actor, and his line skills are solid!" The teacher of the Chinese group opened the window and listened to it, and this subdued and frustrated energy can be recorded and used as a teaching belt.

"It should be, the former Tianwenxi took leave to go to the United Nations for a meeting and pulled down a few classes, and he should be making up for his homework at this time. The Chinese teacher of the first (1) class of high school stood up after saying it lightly, the office was a little far away from the classroom, and she was going to the classroom to listen to the live version up close.

"Wait for me, let's go over!" The beer-bellied male teacher stood up on his desk and followed out with his stomach upside down.

The closer you get, the more the teacher can feel Wenxi's emotions, every sentence break, every breath exchange can become a part of the text itself, and all the listeners' breaths involuntarily follow Wenxi's breath.

When Wen Xi recited the last sentence of the ancient text, the beer belly teacher put down the tea jar and shouted, "Okay!"

Then countless applause accompanied by overwhelming applause, Wen Xi smiled with a red face, he was a little embarrassed.

"I don't know how much it costs to ask Wen Xilu to record a plate of teaching tape?" The beer belly teacher picked the stubble on his chin and muttered to himself, the eyes of the leader of the Chinese group lit up, and then he shook his head again.

"As far as I know, Moon Hee's appearance fee is six figures per hour. The beautiful teacher who often brushes entertainment gossip reported the number, and now the fire in the eyes of the teachers was all extinguished. The combined annual salaries of these people are not enough for Wen Xi's recruitment and teaching money, so let's rest as soon as possible!

"Hello teachers!" Di Ming stood next to the teachers for a while and no one noticed it, so he had to find his own sense of existence, he came to find Wen Xi today for something.

"Oh, it's you. "The beer belly teacher swept Di Ming, he is the Chinese teacher of the third (1) class of high school.

"Well, I have something to do with Wen Xi. Di Ming didn't think that the beer belly teacher didn't pay attention to him at all, this is the attitude that the teacher should have towards the students, isn't it?

"Oh, there's still ten minutes left to finish reading. The Chinese teacher of the first (1) class of high school looked at the watch, and did not mean to help Di Ming call Wen Xi out at all.

Di Ming's smiling face was completely cracked with laughter, so he had to pretend not to hear it, took out his notebook and left a note for Wen Xi, put it on the windowsill and left.

"Di Ming's handwriting is also very good. The head of the language team swept the three words "Wen Xihui" on the note, which was very powerful and thin.

"It's still worse than Wen Xi. The beer belly teacher slipped through the teapot, not to mention Di Ming, even his words couldn't catch up with Wen Xi, but unfortunately Wen Xi was no longer out of the blackboard newspaper.

"Come on, you, who took Di Ming's composition last time to show it in front of us! Wen Xi is a member of the Calligraphy Association, and Di Ming, as an amateur calligraphy enthusiast, can write at this level is already very good! The Chinese teacher of the first (1) class of high school rolled his eyes at the beer belly teacher, this big brother has always said behind his back, and it would be good not to hurt people in front of the students.

Di Ming had just walked to the staircase at this time, and when he heard this, he immediately covered his mouth and went downstairs, he was afraid that he would laugh, and then he would be caught by a beer belly and memorize the text in class!

"Actually, Di Ming's recitation is not bad! If Wen Xi and Di Ming record a teaching tape together, tut-tut......" The beer belly teacher said shaking the teapot.

"Hehe, in broad daylight, don't dream, you will prepare for classes in the office!" Now even the head of the language team can't stand it, one Wen Xi is enough for him to be uncomfortable, and another Di Ming? Ahem, I can't even think about it!