"Brother Mazi, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"
Returning to the dormitory after the game, Zhang Rongsheng, who had watched the whole game, questioned Jiang Sen's soul with extremely contemptuous eyes.
However, as a materialist who is still steadfast even after being reborn, Johnson has always only admitted the existence of the soul when the soul can be sold.
"The widow is a man all his life, and he is upright, why should he be afraid?" Jiang Sen put down the plaster and twisted his whole body, feeling relaxed.
"That's right! Brother Mazi is invincible!" Shao Min jumped up and down excitedly, extremely happy.
Just ten minutes ago, he won the first sports meeting gold medal in his life - of course, the same as in the school sports meeting, the material is definitely not gold, but a layer of gold is painted on the outside of the sign lacquer, not even gold-plated, but this obviously did not prevent him from maintaining a happy mood.
Even if he didn't score a point, ran back and forth, defended like air, and made negative contributions in the whole game, but anyway, he played on the field, touched the ball, sweated, and finally won the championship. This alone is enough for him to be happy lifelong.
"Little Rongrong, gold medal~ envy or not~" Shao Min held the card and waved it in front of Zhang Rongsheng.
"Hmph!" Zhang Rongsheng turned his head away enviously and arrogantly.
Hu Qi was drenched in sweat, he smiled slightly and watched the people messing around in the room, picked up the washbasin, and went to the water room.
Wen Xuanbin suddenly said: "I am envious."
"Hey, who told you to be assigned to class five, otherwise you might be the one playing today. There are seven men in our class, and six of them won gold medals. Jiang Sen is my substitute, hahahahaha" Shao Min raised his head and laughed.
"Well, I wish you a happy life." Jiang Sen said lightly, touched his arm, and went downstairs directly. All these miscellaneous things in the school are finally done, and the messy things around me have finally stopped. He should also hurry up and code quickly. Fortunately, before the final exam, at least set aside a week of review time.
Speaking of which, this semester is really a delay in my studies. Several subjects that I should have learned very solidly are now dragged down and a little slack. Geography and history are even difficult to get a score of 90, it really shouldn't be.
?He went downstairs by himself, tidied up the rabbit nest, turned around and went to the cafeteria to have dinner, before it was completely dark, Jiang Sen buried his head in the computer room again. After writing for three hours at a stretch, I passed the newly written 10,000 words to the son of the plane.
Seeing that it was still early, before ten o'clock, Jiang Sen took the time to ask him again: "Xiao Wei, how many words have I got?"
The son of the plane replied in seconds: "Exactly half a million."
"My day, only half a million?" Jiang Sen looked at the screen and said to himself.
He obviously felt that he had been working hard during this period of time, and the rhythm of the story was already approaching the node in his mind that was at least 600,000, but it turned out that it was only 500,000?
"Damn! You lied to me!"
"Haha, I was discovered by you. In fact, there are 540,000, rounding up"
"Well, it's about the same no! It's still a little bit worse!"
Jiang Sen scratched his head, feeling a little irritable.
The son of the plane sent another sentence: "It's the end of the month again today, do you still want to be the first in the monthly ticket? Now you have more than 400 votes more than the second place, and you will be caught up at any time tonight. Brother Feng said, why don't you go first?" Take it easy, give this month to the third master first?"
Jiang Sen replied immediately: "No, or I will stop the update."
The son of the plane was silent for a few seconds before replying: "Okay"
Apparently, Xingxingxing Chinese Network is not happy at first.
It's just that now the initiative is in Jiang Sen's hands, and there is no choice but to compromise.
"The fighting power of the bourgeoisie is the same as Minmin's defense" Jiang Sen complained, turned off the computer directly, and smiled coldly. Are you kidding me, I have finally won the benefits, let me take it easy?
I'm sorry for you, old man!
After leaving the computer room, I was a little hungry. Jiang Sen returned to the dormitory, and while eating biscuits, he took out another math paper, desperately trying to do it again. The room was very quiet, Luo Beikong went to stay overnight, Hu Qi went to the classroom for self-study and hadn¡¯t come back yet, Zhang Rongsheng was reciting his political textbook lying on the bed, Shao Min was reading a novel, Wen Xuanbin really wanted to go downstairs to play with rabbits but was too embarrassed to ask Jiang Sen I asked for the key, and the clothes were washed, so I could only sit in a daze. Three exams in a row, no homework, 302 life, living like a pig.
After eating the biscuits in two or three bites, Jiang Sen finished writing three major questions on the paper, and then patted the powder on his hand.p; "Let me add one more sentence. Comrade Jiang Sen has confirmed that he will be absorbed as a full member by the Dongou City Writers Association. The certificates have been prepared and sent out. Now it depends on the efficiency of the postal service. It should be delivered in a few days in his hand."
"Then he is so awesome, can he apply for a national third-level three-acceptance student or something? I feel that the city-level three-excellent student is completely unworthy of him. At least he should come to a provincial-level one? I decided. I'm going to see my second brother, Wang!"
Then a series of woofs followed.
When Cheng Zhanpeng saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
At the same time, in a certain building in Shencheng Hi-Tech Park, Brother Feng flipped through this extremely lively post, and then flipped back to look at the photo of the news report in "Dongou Daily", frowning for a moment , took out his mobile phone, and called Brother Hui.
About half an hour later, the technical department of Xingxingxing Chinese.com received an email, to the effect that it would fully cooperate with the Internet hype in December and stir up the monthly tickets of "My Wife Is a Goddess" enough to win the number one of the year.
The simplified version of "My Wife Is a Goddess" will be published soon. The domestic market is so big, and Jiang Sen's online image is so good. If he doesn't make a lot of money, how can he be worthy of the lifetime contract that the website signed with him! ?
"Woo~~~"
At around eleven forty in the evening, Jiang Sen stood up in the empty classroom and stretched himself long. It was nearly ten o'clock after finishing typing tonight, but tomorrow was Saturday, so he simply stayed up a little longer and did two geography test papers in one go.
Standing up now, somewhat dizzy.
"I'm stupid, I'm a little weak, I still need to eat more for dinner"
He muttered, and touched his numb scalp. A little hair had grown on his head, and his hairstyle was very stable.
Just one word: circle.
Close the doors and windows, walk out of the classroom with slightly fluttering footsteps, and lock the door.
Walking out of the teaching building, the night breeze in December is already full of coolness.
Jiang Sen tightened his clothes and ran back to the dormitory in a hurry, thinking in his heart that he had to go to the hospital to remove the stitches tomorrow morning, that idiot Zhang Yubo had already wasted at least seven or eight hours this week.
Converted to the number of words, there must be at least 20,000 words, right?
Hold!
Cursing in my heart, I ran all the way into the small courtyard of the dormitory.
Then within a few minutes, there was a burst of heavy rain, and it poured down.
This is the south, there is no snow in winter, only a little rain, and then the weather will be cold and humid, magic attacks plus physical attacks, freezing people to death. At this time last year, Jiang Sen almost died
But fortunately, I survived.
Crash la la la
The rain gradually became heavier, and soon large and small puddles were formed on the ground of the Eighteenth Middle School campus.
Between the gaps in the dark clouds, a ray of moonlight shines down, illuminating a small puddle.
In the light of the water, a line of text slowly passed by:
? Multiple task reward mechanisms are triggered: get a perfect mouth shape reward; additionally get a perfect tooth shape reward; get a perfect ear shape.
Achievement, additional reward perfect upper and lower body ratio.
The current skin condition has changed from micro-severe multiple acne syndrome with moderate oily folliculitis to micro-severe multiple acne syndrome with mild oily folliculitis. Conditions for further skin improvement: won the title of National Outstanding Middle School Student.
?Current evaluation of appearance level: It is hateful that the whole city is full of blind eyes!
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