A week of military training was chaotic, the scorching sun was on the head, and the rain did not fall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nanshan Middle School is the city's No. 1 middle school, and it is also a pilot school for military training, which is in everyone's eye, so the strictness of other schools is all gathered in Nanshan Middle School, and the students of 20 classes are like praising their fathers, running after the sun.

After practicing for two or three hours and resting for less than 30 minutes, people were so numb that they lost consciousness, and some female students with weak constitutions kept falling down and were helped to rest on the side of the road. Lin Yang couldn't help it, stretched out his hand to scratch it, was scolded by the instructor, and the only rest time was removed.

finally got through to the last day of military training.

The loudspeaker on the campus of Nanzhong played wake-up music as usual, and the last song was Jay Chou's "Can't Open Your Mouth", in recent days, Lin Yang only got up every time he heard this song.

"6:05."

Lin Yang looked at the alarm clock next to the bed, and sat up from the bed weakly.

According to the situation in the past, Lin Yang often sneaked a glance at his roommate's bed in the morning, as long as one of them was still in the bed, his eyes were closed, and he continued to sleep, but he had to get up early today.

"Comrades, get up! I'm going to go to the playground to take pictures later......"

Xu Duhuan, who was sleeping on Lin Yang's top bunk, didn't know when he woke up and shouted above Lin Yang's head.

"Sick ......" Zhang Zhicheng got up and burst out, his head was stuffed on the pillow, he complained impatiently, and chose to continue to lie in bed.

Xu Duhuan turned a deaf ear, pretending not to hear, and didn't say anything more.

The other students in dormitory 309 also got up from the bed one after another and went into the toilet to wash.

In the early morning of this day, the head teacher of each class in the higher level organized the students of the class to take a group photo of military training.

If you say that the ultimate goal of fighting for three years in high school is for the college entrance examination.

Well, the result of a week of military training also seems to be for the "big parade" of the school at the end.

For many high school students, the first time they met the school leaders was on the parade ground of military training.

At the closing ceremony of the military training of Nanshan Middle School, the principal of this key high school in the city stood on the rostrum with the word "review" and inspected the school's more than 1,000 new students.

The slogans of "Hello Students", "Hello Students", "Good Chief", and "Serve the People" resounded throughout the campus, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Lin Yang believes that behind the uniform movements of the students, there must be different ideas.

Is he secretly admiring the majesty of the school leaders on the rostrum, and vowing to become such a "domineering president" in the future? Or do you complain in your heart that military training is not easy, and thousands of people still have to cooperate with the performance of the school leaders? Or do you have no feelings for the military parade, but you just think that the school leaders who are full of spirit standing in the rostrum are weird?

Regardless of what students think, one thing is certain: the image of school leaders is far from that of educators. In the eyes of students who secretly envy him, this is a symbol of success, a kind of example of power; In the eyes of disgruntled students, this is the image of a vulgar bureaucrat, an upstart; And for those students who don't have a clear liking or dislike, the school leaders are still the hard-working gardeners of the imagination.

After the week-long military training, Lin Yang went to the Starry Sky Internet Café alone.

There are more problems in front of Lin Yang than he imagined.

To write online novels, you need to use a computer to upload content, Lin Yang can't afford to buy a computer for the time being, and it is estimated that in a short period of time, he needs to go back and forth to the Internet café every day.

Writing online novels is the loneliest experience Lin Yang has ever experienced, and it is also the happiest memory.

Lin Yang, who was in his previous life, was writing Virgo's "??? In the process of "", many times what he experienced was sadness and bitterness, and the pitiful number of clicks, collections, and recommendation votes made him feel extremely frustrated, of course, in the final analysis, he himself wrote badly.

Wait, endure, persevere.

It is a skill that must be learned by a newcomer web writer who has no talent.

As for whether the flowers of success will bloom or not, no one knows.

Writing online novels is not a matter of course for sowing seeds in the spring and harvesting them in the fall.

As for why Lin Yang still chose this path, there is no other reason, it is really because of the incomparable love in his heart.

Lin Yang took the manuscript of "Starry Moon Shadowless Knife" and walked towards the Starry Sky Internet Café.

Lin Yang sat in front of the computer and entered the account number and password of the starting point.

As soon as I logged in to the author's background, a short message prompt popped up. Lin Yang clicked on it and saw that it was a text message that the novel had passed the review.

He immediately clicked on the homepage of the work from the backstage to read it, and there was not even a cover, and as for the other data, there was no decent one at all.

Total hits: 3

Member's Week Clicks: 1

Total referrals: 0

Total words: 3023

In addition, the number of favorites in the background also shows a '1'. This 1 is still Lin Yang's own collection. There are a few advertisements in the book review area, and the content is the same.

"Starry Moon Shadowless Knife" has not yet been signed, and there is no website recommendation, so the data will naturally not be good-looking. Of course, Lin Yang also understands, but he is not sure whether "Xingyue Shadowless Knife" can really be successfully signed in 2003.

Like every author of martial arts novels, Lin Yang has never been able to get rid of the influence of Jin Yong and Gu Long on his creation, with Zhuyu in front, Lin Yang is just a new bottle of old wine, at most he has played his best level, writing online novels is a technical job, like doing engineering, not only need a good story outline, but also have the ability to play with words, but also have a sense of control over the rhythm of the story, Lin Yang's self-knowledge level is limited, and there is still a distance from becoming a god, so there is too much uncertainty in his heart.

It was close to eight o'clock in the evening, which coincided with Saturday, and the number of people who came to the Internet café to surf the Internet gradually increased, most of them students, both men and women. Boys mainly play stand-alone games or online games, and most of the women chase the most popular bubble idol dramas.

"Phew, it's all your fault!" It was a girl who spoke, sitting on Lin Yang's left hand.

Lin Yang was listening to music with headphones on, and he didn't hear anyone talking to him, and he was still browsing the web as if nothing had happened.

"Hey! Are you listening to me? The girl slapped Lin Yang's arm with her hand as she spoke.

Lin Yang realized that someone had touched him, took off his headphones, turned his face in confusion, and looked up and down at the girl who was talking, the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair skin and a good face, but her expression was fierce, with an arrogance that wanted to eat herself, a low-cut white vest, cotton shorts, and white thighs, like an unripe apple.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yang asked her blankly.

The girl was so angry that she said disdainfully: "Still pretending to be confused? Look at the good things you've done. ”

Lin Yang followed her gaze, lowered his head and glanced at it, only to suddenly realize that he had accidentally dumped her glass bottle drink on her desktop and keyboard with his elbow, and the scene was already damp.

Lin Yang felt ashamed in his heart, and felt even more depressed, being taught a lesson by a little girl in public, and his old face was also very ashamed.

"Oh, sorry, sorry." Lin Yang looked apologetic and lifted her glass bottle up again.

“sorry？？？ You don't speak Chinese? I don't understand bird language! ”

Lin Yang really didn't want to quarrel with the little sister who was messing around, so he said angrily: "I'm sorry, do you understand now?"

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?"

Lin Yang: "......"

Ahem......

is another ignorant girl who was brainwashed by the idol drama "Popular Garden", she is using the classic lines of Daoming Temple, thinking that she is fashionable to deal with herself.

"So, you're going to call the police?" Lin Yang did not show weakness, and choked the other party in an almost mocking tone.

"I'll call the police, what's the matter?" The little sister's face did not change, and she slapped the table violently.

It's okay that the little sister doesn't slap the table, this one is ......

The boy sitting next to the little sister suddenly changed his face, got up and rushed over, as if in an instant, five or six boys dressed in fancy student appearances surrounded him as if they had discussed it, at this time, Lin Yang's heart also jumped, and he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little bad.

There was a stalemate for a few seconds.

Lin Yangxin said, do you still want to be beaten by people?

This place is not to stay for long!

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I'm sorry.,I saw three or four o'clock and there were book friends waiting for the update.,I just want to say I'm sorry.,I tried my best.,The whole person has no spirit at all.,Confused.,Code an all-nighter.,Just code such a chapter......

It's useless to say, I'm sorry guys.

(To be continued.) )