Save the Bachelor of Heaven

The next day, before class, Lin Miaomiao proudly handed the copied notes to Xiang Nan, "Look, I've finished copying."

"After copying so many notes, and with such a good spirit, don't someone else copy them for you?" Xiang Nan looked at her in high spirits and said.

Lin Miaomiao was taken aback, but still said stubbornly, "Nonsense, I wrote it stroke by stroke."

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, I'll know it when I look at it." Xiang Nan smiled, then flipped through it, then looked up at Lin Miaomiao, "Teacher, you should admit it. If you admit it yourself, you can let the past go and make up for it." Just go up. If you want to be pointed out by me, you will be punished twice."

"Recognize...recognize what? I copied it myself." Lin Miaomiao was worried, but she still said firmly.

She didn't believe that Xiang Nan could really tell what was written by her and what was written by Deng Xiaoqi. Because their handwriting is still very similar, both horizontally and vertically are very beautiful.

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Xiang Nan smiled, and then picked out the two books of "Chemistry" and "Biology", "Did someone else copy these two books for you?"

Lin Miaomiao was taken aback, but still refused to admit it, "Why do you say that, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?!" Xiang Nan smiled, and spread out the two notebooks of "Biology" and "Physics", "Looking at the handwriting, it looks a little similar at first glance, but the writing style is completely different.

You copied the "Physics" notes yourself. You should have read the copybooks when you were a child, but the copybooks were not very good, so the written words are tangible and spiritless, weak and boneless, and each of them looks like they are about to collapse.

Deng Xiaoqi should have copied the "Biology" notes for you. She was afraid of getting ink when she wrote, so she kept her wrists up, which made her write with great strength. Take a look, they are printed one by one.

Look at the font again. Deng Xiaoqi's writing of "的" is very characteristic, and she likes to pick the last point. And you don’t have such a habit of writing the character ‘的’…”

Xiang Nan talked eloquently, talking about a dozen differences in one breath.

He inherited Ji Xiaolan's talent and learning, and he is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. For a calligrapher and painter like him, identifying notes is really not too simple.

In the eyes of others, the handwriting is exactly the same, but in his eyes, the difference is clear and vivid.

His comments attracted all the students, they listened together and looked at Xiang Nan with admiration, feeling that he is really amazing.

"Sanyi, you are so amazing~" Deng Xiaoqi said admiringly.

...

Lin Miaomiao couldn't help being a little dumbfounded seeing him single out so many faults in one go, all of which were irrefutable.

"How about it, Lin Miaomiao, do you still need me to continue?" Xiang Nan looked up at her and said.

"Qian Sanyi, you are really perverted." Lin Miaomiao said helplessly.

"Stop rambling, I'm willing to bet." Xiang Nan threw two notebooks to her and said, "If I point out what you said just now, you will be punished twice. Copy each notebook four times."

"I'll go, Qian Sanyi, you are going to play me to death." Lin Miaomiao said speechlessly.

She almost broke her wrist when she copied it yesterday, and she has to copy it again today, it's really terrible.

"Who told you to be dishonest? Copying a note is cheating." Xiang Nan rolled her eyes and said, "Are you fooling me, are you fooling yourself.

Lin Miaomiao, you are not young anymore, you are already sixteen years old. So far I'm still ignorant, and I don't have any plans at all. You see what is written on your desk. 'There are always twenty-eight days in a month when you don't want to study', so what do you want to do? Sleep when you are full, eat when you are full, right?

Don't even think about it, the college entrance examination is only 900 days away. Everyone is busy studying, but you just want to dawdle. So what can you do after graduation?

Do you know what is the monthly salary of ordinary college students after graduation? It was less than three thousand yuan. Excluding rent, water, electricity, gas, transportation, and human relations, the rest is only about 1,000 yuan, which is not enough for your monthly expenses, right?

With this little money, it is difficult for you to support yourself, let alone buy a car, a house, and honor your parents in the future. I wonder why you still dare to dawdle, do you have a mine at home? "

Lin Miaomiao was scolded by Xiang Nan, she was immediately ashamed and ashamed, and couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

...

"Qian Sanyi, don't talk about it." Deng Xiaoqi stopped her. She admired Qian Sanyi so much that she felt that what he said was a bit too much.

"Qian Sanyi, don't blame others just because you study well." Jiang Tianhao also stood up and complained for Lin Miaomiao.

"I admit that my words are harsh, but honest words are harsh." Xiang Nan sighed, "For students from ordinary families, the college entrance examination is the best way to cross the class.

The British ITV TV station once filmed a series of documentaries called "Seven Years of Life". Fourteen children over the age of seven were selected from the noble class, rich class, middle class, commoner class, and poor class, and their growth trajectories were recorded.

This documentary has been filmed since 1964, and has been filmed every seven years, and the eighth film has been filmed so far. Children who were seven years old back then are now fifty-six-year-olds.

Among the fourteen people, excluding one who quit filming at the age of 21, among the other thirteen people, only one person successfully crossed the class and was promoted from the poor to the middle class. And the way for him to cross the class is to pass the entrance examination of Oxford University and become a famous professor after he completes his studies.

The children of other civilian classes and the poor class are born in that class, and when they grow up, they will still be in that class. The children they gave birth to are still in that class, endless reincarnation.

Now everyone has an illusion, that is, sitting in the same classroom, thinking that everyone belongs to the same class.

But if you ask carefully, you will know that in the family of our classmates, there are businessmen, high-ranking officials, academic celebrities, and industry elites...

The financial resources and connections they have are superior to others, so that after graduation, those students don't have to worry about finding a job, they don't have to worry about garages, and they don't have to worry about their parents' retirement.

But other people, don't think about it.

Does your family have money, connections, or connections? You have nothing, and you haven't seized the time to struggle, why are you daydreaming?

Now we are classmates, we can play and make trouble together. After leaving the school, people take the exams to Tsinghua University, Peking University, and study abroad. After graduation, they earn a million dollars a year, drive luxury cars, and live in luxury houses.

You take the second, third, and junior college exams, find a job with an annual salary of less than 100,000, and you can’t even afford a garage. Even if someone asks you to play, do you dare to play with him?

Can you still sit still when someone treats you to a meal casually, which is your monthly salary? Can you eat it?

Everyone has a father and mother, and both father and mother have friends. Think about it, are all the friends they have frequent contacts with belong to the same class? There is not much difference in income, and the difference in status is not high.

this is the truth.

Jiang Tianhao and Deng Xiaoqi, you are now helping Lin Miaomiao to speak and treat her as your friend. Ten years later, if we meet again, I'm afraid you won't even recognize her. "

After listening to Xiang Nan's words, the students looked at me and I looked at you, and their faces were a little dignified.