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Jiang Tianhao immediately understood what Wang Yue meant. He clapped his hands and said in praise, "Wang Yue, this is a good idea. Tell your mother that you really want to study, but you just can't learn. You can't be blamed for getting such a bad grade on the test."

Lin Miaomiao first nodded in agreement, thinking that this method was okay. If the two methods were combined, perhaps they could spend this New Year happily.

But she suddenly felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, she finally realized what was going on and yelled at Jiang Tianhao angrily.

"Yours is a bad result!"

After she finished yelling, she immediately put on a flattering smile and asked Wang Yue, "Wang Yue, can these two methods be combined? Can you teach me some details?"

Wang Yue had already gotten used to the girl's attitude of being rude at first but respectful later. When Jiang Tianhao and Qian Sanyi were practicing martial arts, he gave Lin Miaomiao some advice on how to deal with Lin's mother. He was so busy that he could only get away after school.

Wang Yue was also sighing in his heart. He was now able to appreciate other people's acting skills, but it was really difficult to become a director, let alone guide a greenhorn.

After Wang Yue's reminder, Lin Miaomiao became obsessed with honing her acting skills. Thus, she became a drama queen. 39288903.

Chapter 43: Dilemma! (Today is very important, please read and recommend!)

Deng Xiaoqi was confused by her good friend. She was nervous all day long and would say a few words from time to time, which was really scary.

She seized an opportunity and asked Wang Yue with some confusion, "Miao Miao, what's wrong? Does she also want to take the art exam?"

Wang Yue explained it to her, which surprised her. She didn't expect that Wang Yue was better at acting than the teachers her mother found for her.

She also began to ask Wang Yue some professional knowledge from time to time.

Although Wang Yue was not very professional, he had other ways to express himself, which made Deng Xiaoqi admire Wang Yue even more.

The time for the parent-teacher meeting soon came. Mother Lin attached great importance to this meeting, but when she arrived, she was met with a severe blow.

Because the students in the class drew a mountain on the blackboard and marked the position of each student on the mountain.

Although Lin Miaomiao was the third from the bottom, Deng Xiaoqi was an art student, so she was placed in another place, next to the second from the bottom. She was looking at a person standing alone at the foot of the mountain.

Mother Lin's face turned very ugly that day. She didn't expect that her daughter had entered such a good school but had such poor grades.

But before Mother Lin could get angry, Lin Miaomiao came running over carrying a heavy schoolbag and a stack of papers weighing ten pounds. Her little face looked very tired.

She was a little reluctant to speak, so she casually pulled out a piece of paper and looked at it. Suddenly, she found that they were all some ideas for solving problems. She looked at several pieces of paper in a row, and each one was similar, and they were all related to learning.

This suddenly made Mother Lin feel a little distressed. With her daughter's small body, she not only had to carry such a heavy schoolbag, but also had to carry so many study materials. It was simply too hard for her.

She felt sorry for her daughter, so she first helped Lin Miaomiao hold the papers, then suppressed her anger and asked in confusion, "What are these? Why are there so many?"

Lin Miaomiao pretended to be listless and said in a slightly tired voice, "Those are the study materials of the top students in our class, from junior high school to the present.

I found that, compared with the top students, I felt that I had wasted my time in junior high school.”

These were originally what Mother Lin wanted to say to scold Lin Miaomiao, but she didn't expect that Lin Miaomiao said them first, leaving her unable to say anything.

Next, Lin Miaomiao followed the routine, first pretending to be sick and then pretending to be pitiful, so that Lin's mother could not vent her anger.

Having tasted the sweetness of success, Lin Miaomiao never looked back on the path of becoming a dramatic actress. In Wang Yue's opinion, her acting skills soon surpassed Jiang Xuening's.

Even Deng Xiaoqi, who was determined to take the art exam, said with some emotion, "Miao Miao, why don't you take the art exam too? With your acting skills, you will definitely be a talented actor in the future!"

Lin Miaomiao was a little confused, so she asked in confusion, "I'm obviously an actor with great acting skills, how come I'm a real talent?"

Deng Xiaoqi and Jiang Tianhao didn't want to pay any attention to the boastful Lin Miaomiao. They both felt that Lin Miaomiao was a little inflated and was heading further and further down the path of becoming a poor student.

Of course, she cannot be said to be a poor student. Excluding mathematics, physics and chemistry, Lin Miaomiao's grades are above average.

Wang Yue shook his head helplessly. There would be no problem for this girl to study liberal arts in the future, but her parents might not think so.

However, that was something that Lin's father and mother worried about. When Lin Miaomiao looked at him with questioning eyes, Wang Yue helplessly explained, "In the entertainment industry, it's different from studying in our school. Acting is about strength."

Lin Miaomiao nodded with understanding. She didn't expect that she had the talent to be an actor.

The little girl is a person who will do anything she thinks of. After thinking about the art exam, she actually went to consult someone. She found that the requirement for the college entrance examination score is very low, which made her excited again.

But it was useless for Lin Miaomiao to be moved. After she returned home, she just mentioned it indirectly and was scolded by Lin's mother, which made her doubt her life.

In Lin's mother's eyes, art exams are simply a gathering place for poor students, and they are only a job for the young. Her family has no money and no background, and she feels that even if her daughter applies for liberal arts, she will not be able to take art exams.

So, Lin Miaomiao unexpectedly succeeded in convincing her parents to let her apply for liberal arts when the classes were divided at the end of her first year of high school.

She didn't expect this unexpected surprise, so she took the opportunity to tell Wang Yue about it while practicing martial arts. Jiang Tianhao and Qian Sanyi were there at the time, and even Deng Xiaoqi didn't go to her dance club.

Deng Xiaoqi was originally torn between Wang Yue and Qian Sanyi. When she saw Lin Miaomiao bring it up, she secretly glanced at Qian Sanyi and Wang Yue and said calmly, "That's great. I want to choose liberal arts, too. Wang Yue, Qian Sanyi, what about you?"

Jiang Tianhao found that his goddess didn't mention him, so he said depressedly, "Xiaoqi, why don't you ask me!"

Deng Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at Jiang Tianhao and said, "Let me ask you, are you going? With your poor grades in liberal arts!"

Jiang Tianhao was hit by the goddess, but he was not discouraged. He smiled and said, "Xiao Qi is right, my liberal arts are really bad, especially those classical Chinese articles, which are really hard for me to read.

I don’t know what those ancient people you mentioned were thinking. They just wrote whatever they wanted. Don’t they consider how people would feel thousands of years later?

Also, the ancients valued integrity. If someone asked you to do something, you would just do it. Where did their integrity go? Couldn't they just refuse?

Wang Yue, don't you think so? "

Wang Yue didn't expect that this guy was still complaining here. In ancient times, if someone asked you to do something and you didn't do it, you would offend people, and you would offend a lot of people.

Wang Yue retorted angrily, "Chinese is our mother tongue, so we still have to learn it well. You can't go with others to see the sea in the future, and others will speak poetically and eloquently, while you will just say, 'The sea is all water.'"

After hearing what Wang Yue said, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere suddenly became joyful.

Seeing that Jiang Tianhao was a little depressed, Deng Xiaoqi said angrily, "Haozi, with your level of education, you can't even write a love letter."

Wang Yue looked at Deng Xiaoqi with some surprise, and then said in an encouraging tone, "Haozi, this is a good opportunity. Deng Xiaoqi wants you to express your feelings. Come up with one quickly."

Jiang Tianhao also became excited. Seeing that Deng Xiaoqi wanted to explain, he quickly stood up and said, "I will write a song for Xiaoqi now."

Lin Miaomiao quickly clapped her hands and said excitedly, "Haozi is really coming! Come on, come on! We are all waiting."

Jiang Tianhao was just impulsive just now, but after standing up, he became conflicted again. He really didn't know how to write a poem?

He muttered to himself while buying time, "Cao Zhi still has seven steps to go. Wait for me to slow down."39288523.

Chapter 44: Writing a poem for you! (Today is very important, please read it and recommend it!)

Wang Yuelin, Miaomiao and Qian Sanyi, the three spectators, all want to see if Jiang Tianhao can seize this opportunity?

As the heroine, Deng Xiaoqi felt a little nervous in such an atmosphere.

She also didn't know whether Jiang Tianhao could write a poem. If he really wrote a poem that satisfied her, what should she do?

Deng Xiaoqi couldn't help but look at Wang Yue and Qian Sanyi again. She found that these two people looked like they were watching the fun, which made her a little angry.

But Jiang Tianhao was very disappointing. With such a good opportunity, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable one.

Just when everyone was disappointed, he suddenly had an idea, which made him very excited. He said in a chord, "I like you, just like sine squared plus cosine squared, always the same, how about it?"

Lin Miaomiao didn't realize that this situation didn't matter how good Jiang Tianhao's poem was, but only whether it was done or not. As long as Jiang Tianhao did it, Deng Xiaoqi would be trapped. After all, it was she who proposed it.

After she heard this, she said angrily, "Haozi, you deserve to be single. Xiaoqi studies liberal arts, and who can understand you telling her math love poems?

You are writing to liberal arts students, so it has to be more literary! It has to sing praises to the wind and the moon, and combine the real and the imaginary! It also has to move people with emotion!"

Jiang Tianhao was speechless. He had racked his brains to come up with something, but before Deng Xiaoqi could say anything, it was completely refuted by Lin Miaomiao.

He knew he had missed the chance, so he said unhappily, "If you can do it, go ahead!"

Lin Miaomiao didn't realize that she had ruined Jiang Tianhao's confession. She forgot how much delicious food she had eaten of Jiang Tianhao. She only remembered that when she was in the dormitory today, Deng Xiaoqi said that she was reluctant to part with Qian Sanyi, Wang Yue and others.

She immediately encouraged Deng Xiaoqi and said, "Xiaoqi, come here!"

Deng Xiaoqi was reminded by Lin Miaomiao that she also wanted to ask the top three today whether they wanted to apply for liberal arts or science, so she simply looked at Qian Sanyi and Wang Yue, and then said,

"I like you, like a cloud chasing the wind, without asking where it comes from?"

After she finished speaking, she found that Qian Sanyi was unmoved and Wang Yue was also daydreaming, which made her a little embarrassed and she could only twist her fingers awkwardly.

She realized now that she had been a little foolish. She was looking at two people at the same time. Who was this poem for?

Jiang Tianhao didn't expect that the goddess would read love poems to a man in front of him. Whether she confessed to Qian Sanyi or Wang Yue, he was very depressed.

But he saw Deng Xiaoqi's dilemma and couldn't bear it, so he quickly spoke up to help her and asked,

"Xiao Qi, I'm not saying anything, you just expressed the feeling that I wanted to express but couldn't say. Can you give me this poem?"

Deng Xiaoqi didn't expect Jiang Tianhao to rescue her in such a shameless way. She didn't know whether to be grateful or depressed for a moment. She could only bite the bullet and say, "I'm sorry, this poem is not written for you!"

Jiang Tianhao had known this would be the result. He acted as if he was seriously injured and said weakly, "I can't do it anymore. I need comfort! I can't be saved without comfort!"

Lin Miaomiao felt that she should be grateful for the food she had eaten. She had been eating Jiang Tianhao's delicious food for more than half a year, and she felt a little bit reluctant to see Jiang Tianhao looking so pitiful.

Plus, she likes liberal arts and has countless artistic cells in her mind, which she wants to show now.

She said quickly, "Mouse, don't be sad. I'll give you a song that's no worse than Xiaoqi's."

She paused here before continuing, "I like you, like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking when it will return!"

After she finished reading the poem, there was silence at the scene, and Jiang Tianhao was also confused. Although he knew that it was quite fluent, he didn't know what it was about.

Lin Miaomiao felt that she was doing a good job. Why didn’t these people appreciate her?

Wang Yue saw that Lin Miaomiao was still smug and had no idea that she had done something bad, so he said with amusement, "Nowadays, people are looking for artistic conception. If you give a science student a modern poem, it would be strange if the science student could understand it. You have to use ancient poetry so that he can understand it a little bit."

Seeing Wang Yue say this, Lin Miaomiao said depressedly, "Then make one for me using ancient poetry!"

Seeing that Lin Miaomiao actually said such lewd words and asked a boy to write a love poem for her in person, Jiang Tianhao also said, "Wang Yue, Lin Miaomiao asked you to write one, so hurry up and write one. You even write in classical Chinese, so this is definitely a piece of cake for you."

Jiang Tianhao did not deliberately target Wang Yue. Wang Yue wrote better in classical Chinese than in modern Chinese, which made him feel that if he could write classical Chinese, he could definitely write poetry.

Wang Yue actually has time-travel syndrome. In terms of writing, he has more knowledge reserves from ancient times than from modern times. In addition, Wang Yue in Life of Pi is a poor student, so when he writes, he occasionally uses classical Chinese to express his ideas.

Later, after Qian Sanyi wrote an essay in classical Chinese and was praised by the teacher, Wang Yue simply started to write classical Chinese by quoting classics whenever he encountered an essay.

This made the teacher very embarrassed. Not only did he have to spend time researching the origins of the allusions, but he was also afraid of missing one and being embarrassed. In the end, he had no choice but to give high scores.

Now all the classmates know that Wang Yue has a solid foundation in classical Chinese. Even Qian Sanyi no longer studies classical Chinese. He originally did it just to show off, but now he finds that he can't compare.

So after listening to Jiang Tianhao's proposal, Qian Sanyi also looked over. He also wanted to hear whether Wang Yue could really write a love story.

This hit Wang Yue's soft spot. He mainly practiced martial arts in ancient times. Even after Xie Wei became his instructor, he relaxed his attention on his strategies and tactics, and his poetry.

Let him think about it carefully, maybe he can actually come up with a poem, but now he is a little embarrassed to be asked to compose a poem on the spot.

Fortunately, he couldn't do it, but he had heard a lot. He pondered for a while, and couldn't help but think of a poem Shen Zhiyi wrote to him, so he read it out.

"In the morning I look at the sky, in the evening I look at the clouds. When I walk I miss you. When I sit I miss you!" (Quote from Tang Yin)

Lin Miaomiao likes reading poetry, so of course she knew that this poem was good. She didn't expect that Wang Yue could actually write it. Her eyes became bright when she looked at Wang Yue, and even Deng Xiaoqi looked at Wang Yue with burning eyes.

Their expressions made Wang Yue understand Zhou Rong in the mortal world a little. It seemed that Zhou Rong was also at about the same age. Because she liked Feng Huacheng's poems, she eloped thousands of miles to Guizhou.

Although Wang Yue had never been in a relationship, he knew that if he continued to flirt with them like Feng Huacheng did, the two girls might get deeply involved. 39288118.

Chapter 45: For Face! (Please read and recommend!)

Well, maybe Deng Xiaoqi would do this, but Lin Miaomiao would probably have to take it slow. After all, her brain circuits are a little different.

Sure enough, Lin Miaomiao was only excited for a few seconds before she was awakened by the sudden ringing of the phone.

She was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly, "Jiang Tianhao! Your meal is almost here! Let's go quickly. If you are not enthusiastic about eating, there must be something wrong with your thinking!"

Deng Xiaoqi was also awakened by Lin Miaomiao. Her face turned slightly red and she quickly stood up and followed Lin Miaomiao.

The five people's chatting and playing that day ended when Lin Miaomiao became obsessed with food. Wang Yue just treated it as a free time and didn't take it too seriously.

But he still underestimated the power of his poetry, which made him an instant celebrity in the elite high school.

Originally, relying on just one poem would not have led to today's results. The most important thing is that Wang Yue has been writing essays in classical Chinese for more than half a year. His policy essays may be just above average in Xie Wei's eyes, but simple essays are considered masterpieces in modern times.

Elite Middle School has a quiz every Monday. Since Wang Yue wrote his first classical Chinese essay, he has now written more than ten essays. The Chinese teacher in Wang Yue's class not only selected one of Wang Yue's essays and sent it to the New Concept Essay Competition, but also sent the remaining dozen essays to the literature section of Jiangzhou newspaper.

New Concept passed the preliminaries without exception, and Wang Yue even won the first prize in Group B at the beginning of the year.

Originally, Wang Yue did not mention this matter specifically, but the teachers were all big mouths. In addition, after the newspaper learned that Wang Yue won the first prize of the New Concept Award, they bound Wang Yue's essays into a book and published it, which suddenly made a difference.