Seeing Lin Mu topping the list again, everyone was stunned, and they were stunned one by one, unable to even speak.

"It's impossible, it's wrong, it must be a mistake, how can this waste get a full score, even if he was the most genius, he didn't get a full score, there are definitely ghosts in this."

Wu Zijian was the first to roar, he was already waiting for Lin Mu to clean up and get out, this result was difficult for him to accept.

At the same time, behind the crowd, the fat body of the teaching director trembled slightly.

"Full score, it turned out to be a full score, if it is placed on the college entrance examination results, there is absolutely no doubt about the title of the gold list."

The dean's eyes lit up, which was excited, but when he saw the owner of this score, his excited expression stopped abruptly.

"How could it be this bastard boy, how is this possible?" The Dean of Students looked the same as everyone else.

Just thinking of the bet with Lin Mu, he looked a little embarrassed, and left in a hurry, not knowing what he planned to do.

"The title of the gold list, the top of the list, this time it should slap many people in the face, and I can be regarded as a breath of relief."

Lin Mu sighed, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then turned his head to look at Wu Zijian, the guy who had always been against him.

"Wu Zijian, I'm teasing you, you really think you're so awesome, if I get serious, you don't deserve to lift my shoes." Lin Mu scolded.

He's not a good old man, this guy has humiliated him repeatedly, and this time he completely turned over, and he had to take a good breath.

"This is impossible, you must have known the exam questions in advance, absolutely so, if you dare to steal the exam questions, I will definitely report it to the school, you are waiting to be expelled."

Wu Zijian's expression was hideous, he actually came up with such an idea at this moment, and it didn't seem to be a joke, he had already walked towards the academic affairs office.

"Real gold is not afraid of fire, if you have to put me to death, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Lin Mu reached out and touched his nose, anger burst out in his eyes, thinking about how to get revenge.

"If the dean of teaching gets out, will it be possible to let this guy drop out of school, a guy who is ten away, I think I want me or him in Wanglong Middle School."

Lin Mu had an idea in his heart, and now that he had a job as a guzheng master outside, he would not leave the city for the time being.

Instead of the trouble of transferring to another school, he would just use staying as a threat to get these two people out of Wanglong Middle School.

"Lin Mu, you actually got a perfect score?"

In the crowd, Yun Feifei looked at him in surprise, thinking of what happened to the Guzheng master yesterday, she now has a sense that she can't wait to find him and continue to ask.

The crowd gradually became loud, everyone was talking about Lin Mu's genius and waste wood, and many people had an idea with Wu Zijian, thinking that it was too impossible.

"Go back to the classroom, I'll see what they can do." With disdain, Lin Mu turned around and left, returning to the classroom.

He had once again become a man of the hour, but he was a different kind of man, and the moment he entered the classroom, many people looked at him in surprise.

After a while, all the students gradually returned to the classroom, but the atmosphere in the classroom was a little strange, no one spoke, but their eyes looked at Lin Mu from time to time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now play an essay, this essay is written by a senior high school student, the prose is clear and refined, novel and natural, it is a superior work, I am very honored, in our school, there are students who can write such an article."

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the school radio, the voice was somewhat familiar, it was their Chinese teacher.

It's just that the students were a little surprised, generally speaking, the broadcast is in charge of the students in school.

I didn't expect that my Chinese teacher would personally play an essay, and it seems that this essay is really well written.

"It must be Yun Feifei's again, in terms of writing, science is not as good as liberal arts after all, and their liberal arts are going to be in the limelight again this time."

"What's that, it's just an article, think about how many honors we have in science and math leagues, physics competitions, chemistry competitions, and what do they have in liberal arts, we throw him ten streets apart than honors."

"Okay, everyone be quiet, listen to what is unique about this prose, and let the Chinese teacher respect it so much."

The crowd began to pause from the discussion, and at this moment, the science students felt aggrieved, because this honor had never belonged to them.

Liberal arts students, on the other hand, feel a little honored, this is the only time they can be famous, when they can suppress science students.

Even if the article was not written by them, they already have a hint of self-satisfaction, feeling that this honor should belong to all liberal arts students.

"I saw the fallen leaves again......"

As the voice of the Chinese teacher came out, everyone fell silent, and they were all listening to this prose.

With their talents, they can naturally judge the quality of a prose, and after a little pondering at this moment, they immediately fell into the artistic conception of this prose.

It was as if they were walking in the midst of fallen leaves, watching the fallen leaves fall from the trees, linger in the air, and finally fall to the earth.

This seems to be an ordinary process, but in this prose, it is as if it has come to life, each process is like a life stage, and the whole process is like a human life.

After reading the article, there was no sound in the whole school, and everyone was reminiscing about this article and bringing everyone the artistic conception.

The Chinese teacher seemed to be unsatisfied, and after a pause, he repeated the passage and gave up.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A round of applause came out, followed by fierce applause from the whole school, which did not stop for a long time.

"I have checked this article, and it has no more than five percent in common with contemporary prose, that is, there is no plagiarism."

"And this prose has no signs of imitating any master, there is a vague possibility of its own, as if I see a new master about to fly into the sky and break out of our school's cocoon into a butterfly."

When everyone's applause stopped, the Chinese teacher gave a high evaluation, and everyone was very convinced of what came out of his mouth, and no one questioned it.

"This essay, this time will be published in our school magazine, originally our school magazine has always only published the teacher's work, but this article definitely has a master-level artistic conception, we made an exception to publish this article in the school magazine."

The Chinese teacher spoke again, and the school magazine was divided into two types, one for sale and the other for internal distribution.

Naturally, there are some very good works for sale, and this kind of work cannot rely on students, and it is generally written by teachers.

The school magazines distributed internally are all students' works, although the articles are also good, but they are slightly immature, and it is generally difficult for articles to be selected in the school magazines for sale.

This time it is an exception, and the school magazine of Wanglong Middle School can be regarded as having a certain reputation, and being able to publish articles on it shows that it already has a trace of literati potential.

"This essay is so well written, it's really hard to imagine that this essay was written by a peer, in terms of writing, I was not convinced by liberal arts students, but through this essay, I was convinced."

Wu Zijian opened his mouth, with a look of intoxication on his face, as if he was still unsatisfied.

However, Lin Mu had a chill, and he didn't know if if he knew that this article was written by him, his intoxicated expression would turn into an expression of eating.