Mathematics, biology, physics, chemistry and other subjects that require calculation, Wen Xi chose to enter by hand at first, after all, it is a waste of time to find mathematical symbols.

"You just answer the questions on the manuscript paper. The principal gave Wen Xi a stack of manuscript paper, and Wen Xi wrote down the title number on the table.

The principal took the exam answers and read them while correcting them, and after Wen Xi finished a set of test papers, the principal also changed them almost as well.

At this time, there were already six or seven teachers sitting in the office, and they were all standing behind Wen Xi after correcting the test papers and watching him do the questions.

"Uh-huh. The math teacher coughed, Wen Xi is doing the wrong question now.

Wen Xi stopped his pen and thought about it, crossed out the previous steps, changed the answer method, and redid the question. It's a pity that soon the math teacher won't be able to laugh.

"This answer is worth 0 points. The director of teaching said with a straight face, who still has someone to remind you when you take the exam?

"Director!" the math teacher clutched his chest and said that it was up to you whether his heart attack was bothered, how could there be such a problem? Didn't you see that Wen Xi had stopped calculating before he reminded him?

"Hehe, be quiet!" the dean didn't look at the head of the math group, and opened the window to watch the children on the playground play basketball.

"Director!" The teachers were upset, who said that they were quiet just now, how could they be mischievous at this time!

"I'll open the window to get some air. The director couldn't bear being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and finally closed the window and drank tea honestly.

At 5:20 p.m., Moon Hee finally finished all the test papers, and the first thing he did after handing in the papers was to rush out of the office to find a toilet.

"Wen Xi's results are also the first in the grade last year!"

"That's it, that's it, you see that his courses except Chinese, English and math are all full marks!"

"It's wrong, it's wrong, if the essay can get a full score, Wen Xi will only have one wrong question in mathematics. The head of the math group changed his way to accuse the dean of teaching, but the principal waved his hand and handed it to Vansteen.

"Since Wen Xi's homework has not been pulled down, it is the same where to study. There are 5 days of National Day holiday, 4 days of classes from the 6th to the 9th, and then a five-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, you remember to let Wen Xi come to class. ”

The Dean of Academic Affairs told Versteen that learning is an attitude for smart students. There are more cultural and entertainment events at the end of the semester, and it is said that there will also be awards ceremonies at various film festivals. If Wen Xi comes back to this one, he will take out the exam papers of the second semester of the second semester of high school, and divide the exam into classes to the third year of high school when he passes the exam, to see if he will take advantage of his intelligence to keep asking for leave.

If Wen Xi knew the thoughts of the director of the teaching office, I am afraid that he would have to urge Xingyao to arrange more trips for him, after all, Wen Xi's plan from the beginning was to skip a grade!

The exam passed perfectly, and the leave slip was also in hand, and Wen Xi immediately went back to prepare things. According to the arrangement of the National Day Gala, Wen Xide and several people of the same age performed a poem recitation of "Young China", and then sang the theme song of "Ping Pong Diplomacy" with table tennis players.

As the National Day approaches, the propaganda of "Ping Pong Diplomacy" has also joined Wen Xi's itinerary, and it is common for the morning and afternoon not to be in the same place. Wen Xi's sleeping place has been moved to the plane or the maglev train, but everyone who sits there is doing makeup and styling.

In this way, Wen Xi will squeeze out time to run, sing, and practice the piano every day, and when practicing, he doesn't forget to open the live broadcast, and it is not an exaggeration to do several things at the same time.

On September 28th, Wen Xi landed at Jingshi Airport again, and tomorrow afternoon is the last rehearsal with makeup for the National Day Gala, and Wen Xi has to be at the scene.

Jingshi is Wen Xi's own territory, and many things are done quickly and conveniently, Wen Xi took advantage of the time to eat at Diaoyutai and went to Master Qin's to fry two pots of stinky tofu. One pot was sent to the ugly god's house, and one pot was sent to Jiao Yuan.

Xingyao attaches great importance to the ugly god, and even if he is busy, he personally sends things over for Wenxi.

Before Xingyao could knock on the door, the ugly god had already appeared at the gate.

"I knew it was when I smelled it...... Eh, why didn't Wen Xi come?" the ugly god smiled and opened the door, his saliva almost uncontrollable.

"Xixi has to go to CCTV rehearsal in the afternoon, and I took the time to make you some stinky tofu at noon for you to taste. The brine, tofu, and sauce are all made by Hee Hee himself, and he said that you are an expert at eating stinky tofu, and if there is anything you can improve, just tell him. Xingyao quickly opened the thermos box, and the smell of hot stinky tofu was so smoky that Xingyao's eyes couldn't open, but the ugly god closed his eyes and took a deep breath in enjoyment.

"It smells good, you can score at least 7 points!" The ugly god grabbed his chopsticks and poked a hole in the stinky tofu, filling the sauce with the stinky tofu before putting it in his mouth.

"9 points! He can come to my place to play at any time, anyway, I'm very idle!" The ugly god took the time to finish speaking and closed the door with stinky tofu, Wen Xi didn't come, the food was current, he didn't have the concentration to accompany Xingyao to chat at the door.

Xingyao waited for the words of the ugly god, you must know that even Master Qin gave a thumbs up to the stinky tofu that Wen Xi made today, and the entire Jingshi could no longer find a more correct taste than these two pots of stinky tofu.

Jiao Yuan is the time when people come and go for dinner at this moment, and there are many subordinates who pay tribute to Old Man Jiao for the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, and Uncle Hua, Uncle Walnut and others are staying in Jiao Yuan. Xingyao's pot of stinky tofu was scraped and divided as soon as it was sent over, according to Uncle Hua, one piece per person was not enough, and it was gone if it didn't taste it.

"Boy Wen has been very busy lately, it's rare that he still has time to think about cooking food for us. The marinade of stinky tofu has to use good Moutai wine, and he may not be able to find any top-quality Moutai for a while, but I still have a bottle of more than 30 years old, so that Wen Xiaozi can come and get it himself. Uncle Walnut said after tasting the stinky tofu, his son said that Wen Xi has been so busy recently that he doesn't even have time to sleep, and he can remember to make stinky tofu for them. Wen Xi has these old guys in his heart, so he naturally has to express that he can have something good to eat next time.

On the afternoon of September 29th, Wen Xi went straight to the airport out of the CCTV building, and today the main actors of the Mi side of "Ping Pong Diplomacy" came to China, and he had to go to "eat, live and play".

"Hi, brother, how are you doing?" Noble gave Wen Xi a big hug, Huaxia is Wen Xi's territory, presumably he can eat a lot of Chinese food with Wen Xi!

"It's okay, what about you!" Wen Xi walked three feet away from the noble after the veneer salute, and the eldest brother's perfume was also sprinkled a little more.

"It's not good at all, since I finished eating the chicken feet, I have no appetite for anything, you see I have lost weight. Noble pulled his face and began to play with Bao, he really missed the food made by Moon Hee.