008. The painting style of himself is different from that of other traversers

Since Liu Xi's previous life was engaged in the editor-in-chief industry of e-sports magazines, as soon as he came to this era, he immediately inquired about e-sports games.

This world has two veteran e-sports players, CSGO and Dota, but the game League of Legends has not become popular, and it has been replaced by Blizzard's Heroes of the Storm.

The storm that I have been ridiculing in my previous life is going to be hot, but I didn't expect it to be really popular in this life.

In addition, the game of Honor of Kings is just a different skin in this world, called the League of Kings. Since this game was also downloaded on his mobile phone, Liu Xi entered the game for a few minutes before class, and found that there seemed to be no big difference from the first version of Honor of Kings in his previous life.

Even after 12 years, the graphics of mobile games are basically comparable to computer games, but Liu Xi has difficulty adapting to the feel of touching screen games.

So in fact she wouldn't play the game at all.

After discovering this, Liu Xi apologized to the female table next to him with some embarrassment: "That, I have something to do at that time, and I may not be able to participate." ”

"Huh? After all the registrations are registered, we can find two more people to participate! The female classmate looked very dissatisfied, and her big eyes under the round frame glared at Liu Xi, "No! Go find a few masters! The first place in this contest is worth 1,000 yuan! ”

Liu Xi's face was full of embarrassment, but looking at this girl's determined appearance, she had no choice but to scratch her head and nod her head in agreement.

My sister is really, and she lends me her body even if she doesn't forget it, and she also causes me a lot of trouble.

The curriculum of the third year of junior high school is already very tight, and now it is the final sprint of the high school entrance examination.

Originally, Liu Xi felt that the language that was bound to be won began to have a headache because of rote memorization of those pinyin punctuation, and mathematics also had to re-memorize formulas to do problems, only English was better, but most of her English words, who used spoken language all year round, could read and write, and she also needed to memorize them again.

Otherwise, why don't you just go straight to secondary school in the future? Anyway, I'm a systematic person, so it's useless to go to a good school, right?

Although his thoughts were a little decadent, Liu Xi still sat honestly in his seat, sitting in the middle of a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old junior high school students with the mentality of a thirty-year-old middle-aged person.

I have to say, it's a peculiar feeling.

The Chinese course is the most boring, in addition to pinyin punctuation, what makes Liu Xi even more headache is the recitation of ancient poems and important articles.

After two consecutive hours of Chinese class, Liu Xi was able to listen to the class quite seriously at first, but later, his mind drifted to the novel he uploaded to the starting point in the morning.

I don't know if it's been reviewed, but if it's reviewed, how many collections will be recommended?

Like many rookie authors, Liu Xi felt itchy when he thought about it, and then secretly took out his mobile phone under the table and used the writer's assistant to check the data of the novel.

The review was passed at 8 o'clock in the morning, and it took two hours to officially upload, and the data was ......

A slice of zero eggs.

The book review area is very hot, but all of them are online editors who advertise, and their book reviews have no reference value at all.

Shouldn't it? Aren't the books written by others in the novel just uploaded to hundreds of thousands of collections? Then the rave reviews, you can sign a contract in one day, collect more than 10,000 in three days, get the best recommendation in ten days, and earn a million a month on the shelves?

Why do you always feel that the style of painting on your side is a little wrong?

Liu Xi fell into deep thought.

In order to adapt to the fast-paced online article, the food supplier she wrote was straight to the point in the first chapter, directly allowing the protagonist to open the plug-in, the so-called kitchen god system.

But getting straight to the point does not mean that it can attract readers, and Liu Xi thinks that a large part of the reason why no one reads books now should be that the number of words is too small.

Why don't you send those two chapters when you go back?

When Liu Xi was thinking a little drowsy, the Chinese teacher discovered Liu Xi's abnormality.

This teacher is Liu Xi's homeroom teacher, and he is a good teacher who is extremely serious and responsible.

This junior high school is not too good, if it were other class teachers, with my sister's previous learning attitude of skipping class every day and often playing with mobile phones in class, I would have been let go a long time ago.

But this teacher is always serious and responsible for Liu Xi, when she first started class today, she saw that Liu Xi seemed to be a lot more serious in class, and she was secretly happy, but not long after, Liu Xi actually took out her mobile phone again.

Since he can take a class seriously, it shows that Liu Xi can actually get better.

With this thought, the head teacher came to Liu Xi's desk, and no longer lectured, just staring at Liu Xi.

Liu Xi unconsciously continued to refresh the writer's assistant, hoping that his book could be excavated as soon as possible.

Then she suddenly noticed that there was no sound in the class.

looked up suspiciously, but saw the head teacher standing at his desk, looking at her with a smile.

"Forehead ......"

Liu Xi lowered his head with an embarrassed face, stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, and then pretended to be a good student and looked at the blackboard.

The head teacher didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, and continued to lecture.

Liu Xi pretended to be listening to the lecture carefully, but his eyelids had already begun to fight.

At first, she could still hold on to the lecture, but as she listened, she put her hand on her chin, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

Last night, in order to write a more satisfactory beginning, Liu Xi could be regarded as a complete all-nighter.

Although his body is only fifteen years old, he is very young, and there is basically nothing wrong with staying up all night, but the problem is that Liu Xi's soul is already a thirty-year-old uncle who doesn't have much energy.

Originally, he was only half-asleep, but about ten minutes later, Liu Xi lay on the table with an uncontrollable head.

Desks that have not been seen for a long time.....

With his little face sticking to the cold desk, Liu Xi suddenly regained the feeling of sleeping in class when he was in college.

"Liu Xi?" The lesbian table, who still didn't know her name, noticed Liu Xi's situation and pushed it with her elbow, but saw that Liu Xi didn't react at all.

"Hey!"

She patted Liu Xi's arm again, and saw that Liu Xi not only didn't react, but even snored slightly.

Although there are indeed a few people in the class who don't like to study, but those who dare to sleep in the class teacher's class are probably the only ones Liu Xi, right?