Once everything was ready, the invigilator began to hand out the test papers. In the morning, the Chinese test lasts 120 minutes.

Li Fan got the test paper, glanced at it casually, and then picked up the pen to learn his name, admission ticket number and other identity information.

After that, he wrote the answer in his head. For him, there is no difficulty in the test paper, he writes like a god and writes very quickly.

In less than an hour, he finished writing the test paper, handed it in early, and left the classroom. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't act so shocking, he had left the classroom more than ten minutes ago.

Li Fan was the first to walk out of the examination room, and faced countless long guns and short cannons for a while.

"What is your name?"

"This student, is this year's Chinese exam paper difficult?"

"This classmate, you are the first to hand in the paper, do you have confidence in your answer?" Facing these long guns and short cannons, Li Fan smiled slightly,

"My name is Li Fan, a student at Yuancheng High School. As for whether it is difficult or not, I would like to say that it is not difficult at all. He looked at the other reporter and said with a smile,

"If you ask me if I have faith, then you can see my posture." After speaking, Li Fan put his hands in his pockets and put on an invincible posture.

He raised his neck and said,

"Got it?" The reporter said weakly,

"With your hands in your pockets, you don't know what an opponent is?" Li Fan smiled but didn't say a word, put his hands in his pockets, leaving a distant back.

"Worship from Ou Shiqing, +66."

"Worship from Ng Wing Chi, +666."

"Worship from Qian Mo, +66." …… Invisible pretending is the most deadly. Li Fan silently pretended to be 13 and gained a large wave of worship values.

Well, this wave is not a loss. Back at Jinhua Mansion, Li Fan took the opportunity to buy two vegetables in the vegetable market, and when he got home, it was not yet eleven o'clock.

"Mom, I'm back." He opened the door and shouted, only to find that Lin Qin was not at home. I remembered it and went to work.

Just in time, he ran into the kitchen and got busy. The children of poor families are in charge early, and Li Fan's cooking skills are very good, and he quickly cooks meals.

Lin Qin came home from work, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the aroma of the food and said,

"Fanfan, why did you come back so early, how did you do in the exam?" Li Fan came out with the last bowl of soup and said,

"Mom, you still don't believe your son and me, I was the top five students in my grade when I was in junior high school." Lin Qin clicked Li Fan's head,

"I'm embarrassed to say that I don't want you to go to liberal arts, but I went to some Yuancheng high school, which caused my grades to plummet." Li Fan looked embarrassed.

Really, why don't you open which pot to mention. Isn't this what it used to be, but it's different now.

"Mom, don't worry, I really did well in the exam." Li Fan said with an oath. Lin Qin smiled,

"Okay, mom believes in you." Listening to Lin Qin's words, Li Fan always felt that Lin Qin was perfunctory.

"Don't talk about that, let's eat."

"Okay, eat." Lin Qin ran to wash his hands, and soon returned to the dining table and sat down.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten the food made by Xiaofan, try it and see if the craftsmanship has fallen." Li Fan handed over the prepared meal.

Lin Qin took it and tasted a bite of the dish,

"Well, yes, the cooking is getting better and better." Li Fan smiled proudly, and before he could speak, he heard Lin Qin say again,

"Boys should learn more survival skills, such as cooking. In the future, if you marry Tingguo, you will cook for Tingguo. Li Fan had a black line in his head.

It's all a mess. I'm your son. Is it really biological? Why don't you let Zhao Tianguo cook?

She's a woman, and I'm a man, so why should I cook?

"Mom, isn't cooking all done by women, how can there be a reason for men to cook." Li Fan was not angry. Lin Qin glared at Li Fan,

"What nonsense, now that men and women are equal, what's so unusual about boys cooking." When Li Fan heard this, he couldn't refute it.

It makes sense. However, Lin Qin's next words made Li Fan suddenly messy.

"The most important thing is how beautiful that child is in the country, are you willing to let such a beautiful girl go to the kitchen?" Li Fan had a question mark in his head.

？？？？·jpg。 Feelings: Zhao Tingguo doesn't need to go to the kitchen if he looks beautiful, and girls who are not beautiful have to go to the kitchen?

Also, is it really good that you're your son? Li Fan was speechless.

"Mom, how's the work?" Li Fan hurriedly changed the topic.

"It's good, it's easy." Lin Qin did not doubt him, and talked happily about work. After finishing the meal, Li Fan was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but Lin Qin stared.

Helpless, Li Fan had no choice but to go back to his room. He was a little proud, his mother said so, but now she rushed to wash the dishes.

Alas, I didn't run away, there is no doubt about my own life. Back in the room, when he had nothing to do, Li Fan took out his long sword and practiced.

He stabbed over and over again, tirelessly. By now, he has a general understanding of his physical strength, and he can control his strength at about three hundred catties, but there is no way to control it accurately.

However, he believes that as long as he perseveres, he will be able to understand it sooner or later. Practicing and practicing, Li Fan entered the realm of selflessness, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Li Fan woke up suddenly, put away the long sword, and opened a crack in the door like a thief.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I saw Lin Qin standing outside the door, looking at herself with a complicated expression. Li Fan's face is full of question marks?

What's going on here? Why do you look at yourself with such an expression?

"That's... Everything, be temperate. Lin Qin said in a complicated tone. Li Fan was confused. What's that?

Why do you have to be temperate? Could it be that his sword practice was discovered by his mother? Lin Qin glanced at Li Fan, whose face was slightly tired, and said meaningfully,

"Xiaofan, you are an adult, and Mom doesn't have much to say. If you have time, let's go and see Allure, it's not good for your health like this. After speaking, Lin Qin gave Li Fan another complicated look, then turned around and left.

Went to work. Li Fan watched Lin Qin's back disappear from his sight, puzzled.

What do you mean? Be in moderation? Have time to find Zhao Tianguo? Not good for yourself? Suddenly, Li Fan reacted.

Your mother doesn't think she's practicing her craft in the room, right? Li Fan hurriedly ran to the dressing mirror and looked at it, his face was pale, quite like the state after that.

Plus I was sweating profusely, and it was issued when I practiced swords

"Snort" sound... Thinking of this, Li Fan's face turned green. With his own appearance, coupled with the movement, it is not surprising that his mother would misunderstand.

He shouted in his heart, Mom, you have wronged me, I didn't become a craftsman, I really didn't. I'm practicing swords!