Chapter Fifty-Four: The Afterlife is Terrifying

In winter, the weather is cold from day to day.

Obviously, all kinds of weather forecasts predict that this year will be another warm winter, but the weather is so cold that as soon as you enter the classroom, it is like entering an ice cellar, and even the windows are frozen tightly.

Mu Qingyun stood on the playground, just finished running, and now led the class to do morning exercises slowly.

The national flag fluttered on the flagpole, and the students practiced a set of five-bird performances.

Teachers have been keeping an eye on students for exercise much more recently than in previous months, reportedly because last month, a third of the students in a class at the No. 1 Middle School next door were hit by the flu, and half of them couldn't even attend class despite illness.

The teachers believe that this is because the No. 1 middle school is perfunctory in the morning exercises, and they don't pay enough attention to physical education, which leads to a group of students who are weak.

As a result, the students of the 13th middle school were so unlucky that they had to wear the stars and the moon to run and exercise.

Like Wang Mengmeng, half of the month will find an excuse to be lazy to avoid morning training, but he didn't hide from it.

Not to mention, after practicing like this for half a month, everyone really practiced and looked good, and their physical fitness was really good.

It's a pity that none of the students appreciate it, and while doing exercises, they are broken and angry.

"Other high school people run exercises, that's because they are boarding, and it's not very difficult to get up early, but the thirteenth middle school is a day school, running a ghost."

Mu Qingyun smiled, she didn't care, anyway, there are regulations on the amount of exercise every day, take part of the morning exercises, and have more free time after school.

A set of five bird operas makes it far and comfortable, and all the noisy and riots around it disappear.

Mu Qingyun only felt that the warm air flow slowly flowed from the dantian to the limbs, and a slight heat emanated from his body.

Several old teachers at the south gate guarded a man and a woman, two old professors in overcoats and covering their faces, and walked slowly through the playground.

"Huh?"

Qiao Wenshu paused.

Her old partner He Zhou wiped his glasses and said with a smile: "How old is this child?" She's a lot better at playing than a few of our old guys. ”

He Zhou has played well in five poultry plays, from the age of 20 to the age of 66.

Forty-six years of only practicing this set of boxing, even if it is just a showmanship, he has also practiced his eyesight.

"The afterlife is terrible."

Qiao Wenshu smiled: "She is what I said, Mu Qingyun, classmate Mu." ”

"The one who pressed Lao Xiao in the business, and Lao Gao was speechless?"

He Zhou was stunned, and then laughed, "I see that Lao Zhang's thirteenth middle school will become famous all over the country sooner or later, and he doesn't have to cry every day, saying that the school has not been run well, he can't live in the country, and he is sorry for the students." ”

"A high school produces two top-notch historical talents, and they are both freshmen in high school, a little older, just with this achievement, Lao Zhang's name must be remembered hundreds of years later."

Qiao Wenshu didn't laugh, only raised her eyebrows, and said in her heart: This is a bit of a coincidence.

Both of them are members of the editorial team of the Dictionary of History, which began ten years ago and was launched two years ago by Professor Sun, a professor of history, and includes the country's top historians.

Everyone wanted to make it as complete as possible.

Some time ago, one of her students, Hong Biao, unexpectedly found that someone had a new supplementary speculation on the particularly vague history of the Three Kings Rebellion in the last years of Beixu, and the speculation was very reasonable.

Qiao Wenshu saw it, and couldn't help but applaud.

Now that her old fellows from the project team have read it, they think that the ideas put forward by this person may need to be included in the big dictionary.

Even if it is not included in the "Great Dictionary" for the time being, it should be taken seriously.

Of course, if it is to be written into the dictionary, it must go through several rounds of argumentation, and the author must also accept the question and reply, and if it passes, it may allow the author to participate in the collation of historical materials.

It was only after a detailed inquiry that everyone learned that it was still a high school student, and it was also a student at the 13th Middle School in Taoshi, and it was in the same school as the little genius she knew.

If it weren't for the fact that there had already been a Mu Qingyun, many of her old guys had seen it, I am afraid that everyone would take this as a joke as soon as they heard Xiao Hongbiao speak.

"I want to take advantage of the news to talk to Gao about the escort, as long as his grades can pass the line, with his in-depth study of history, he can be admitted to the history department of our Yanzhou University without examination."

After a few words, the students on the playground over there had already returned to the classroom as a team, and Qiao Wenshu and He Zhou continued to walk.

While walking, Qiao Wenshu was still thinking about this coincidence.

"That kid, his name is Gao Xiaowei, right? When he replied, I went to see it. ”

Qiao Wenshu said with a smile.

Several teachers said yes again and again.

He Zhou also smiled: "Don't take your grandson to the museum?" ”

The teachers over there laughed and laughed easily.

Here, Mu Qingyun is taking advantage of the time before the morning self-study to do the college entrance examination mock question three.

Mr. Zhang and several of his teachers just borrowed the test paper from No. 1 Middle School, which was freshly baked and hot.

Mu Qingyun basically brushed a set of mock questions in three days.

Not to mention, even if she has learned to the point where she is now, brushing questions is still a very useful means.

The more you brush the questions, the more skillful you will be in the use of knowledge points, and you can also maintain your feel.

It's really not strange that the school basically has to take exams every three or five times, and students don't brush up on questions for a period of time, and if they don't take exams, they will suddenly be born, which is really obvious.

Now her politics can score 95 points at the highest, and the lowest is still in the 80s.

It is indeed difficult to get a full score in liberal arts, and even if all the scoring points are answered correctly for those essay questions, unless they are written according to the standard answers, the teacher can find a place where the marks can be deducted.

However, she scored perfect marks in mathematics and physics several times.

In general, she has been able to score more than 700 points in Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, and politics more steadily.

But this is far from enough, with the current situation of the college entrance examination, she does not dare to guarantee that she can go to several top universities such as Yanzhou University.

Not to mention the top student in the college entrance examination.

Last year's college entrance examination champion took 740, with a naked score.

There was a champion the year before last, especially good, and there was no deduction for the college entrance examination.

"Tsk!"

Mu Qingyun puffed out his face and continued to brush the questions.

Wang Mengmeng was carrying a hot water bottle and carefully pouring it on the window next to her, and while pouring it, she looked out: "Several professors came today, saying that some people from the compilation team went to the fifth class to see Gao Xiaowei." ”

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and the pen paused.

"I heard that Gao Xiaowei has done something big again, what he wrote made the compilation team take a fancy to it, this time it is true, the principal is alarmed, and several professors have come from Yanzhou."

"Maybe this Gao Xiaowei can be sent to Yanzhou University!"

In view of the fact that Gao has made oolong incidents several times, Wang Mengmeng doesn't like to talk about his gossip recently.

But this time it should be certain.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help but smile, unless Gao Xiaowei was also like her, he had the inheritance of his previous life and this 'Heavenly Reward for Diligence' system, otherwise, this would definitely not be true.

That refining fake into real incense, after testing these days, even Mu Qingyun knows that if it wants to work, it must also conform to objective reality, and it is a dream to make an 'idiot' become a 'genius' in seconds.

Gao Xiaowei is not a genius, he is just a middle-aged person, if he wants to learn it, he can only grind it slowly with water grinding work, and he has an epiphany overnight, which can only exist in the world of cultivating immortals.