Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 277 Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies

"Where are you a student from?"

Lin Zhuming had already entered the Dream Academy, and suddenly realized that he had become a student.

And standing in front of him is the Master.

This is the rule of the dream, the so-called "role-playing".

Everything operates according to established rules, and winning or losing is determined within the rules.

It is impossible for Lin Zhuming to defeat the "Master" in the dream school with Taoism, because the master's silence is strange and confusing.

"He just passed the exam this year, so he came to run the school." Lin Zhuoming randomly made up an identity for himself.

"So that's how it is." The master was not very strict: "Since you have been admitted here, study hard and make progress. If there is something you don't understand, don't be ashamed to say it. You can ask the teacher. I am the same."

Lin Zhuming nodded, and the master left.

Lin Zhuming was surprised: How could such a good teacher be demonized?
It was the first time for Lin Zhuming to walk in the school palace, and he saw people everywhere.

"The mountain of books has road and diligence as the path, and the sea of ​​learning has no end to work hard."

But there is a mountain of books piled up, and a "sea of ​​learning" accumulated by countless papers.

The mountain of books is like a pair of pen holders, and Lin Zhuming's love for geomantic omens has become a problem: "A mountain is like a pen holder, and there must be literary movement. The pen holder has three peaks, and the official reaches the third grade."

On the sea of ​​learning, there are also bottomless boats, on which there are people paddling hard.

Lin Zhuming sneered: "Paddle while studying, no wonder it's hard work."

Bypassing the mountains of books and the sea of ​​learning, there is a large classroom.

Lin Zhuming retreated for the first time, and the sound of reading heard by the book demon queen came from there.

Lin Zhuming took a closer look, and saw that there were actually only scholars outside, and it seemed that the private school for children was also outside. After all, the memory of many people's studies is disordered, and the only anchor point is the "school".

"If Ren Hongyou was outside, I would probably be able to solve it nervously. I am the star of Wenqu, and I have also become a god of literature. Now I have replaced Bai Rongsheng of Langzhi County as an official. Wenchang has already shown his luck."

Although Lin Zhuming reads books every day, he is not a student of Confucianism. He has little understanding of a subset of classics and history, but whether he is proficient enough to take the exam to become an official.

If you really take part in the imperial examination, you will be selected layer by layer, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be a scholar.

After all, it is also a low-school student time travel, the ceiling moment of intellectual knowledge in life, after all, if you leave elementary school, you will end the forgetting, hurry up and evolve into a single-celled organism.

Revisiting the school at this time seems to be back to the relaxed and exciting [-]-day sprint to face the low entrance examination.

The dream is like this, one is to be aware of it, so I read the thoughts that Jing Chenzhen sent out, tailor-made this day, and returned to the time after time travel...

Maybe I got off the minibus at that time, whether I traveled through time or not, before I finished dealing with the past affairs of the old man, I went back to school and continued to complete my studies, which is what I am now.

But it has been a year since Lin Zhuming came to that time and space, and all kinds of bizarre things happened, such as gods, ghosts, foxes and goblins.

Now it is too illusory and dreamy, and the school has become the campus of the past, and there is no feeling of the day and day.

"Lin Zhuming, he's back!" The teacher in charge said with a sad face, "He's been on leave for less than a week, and he's fallen so far! At that time, if he can go back, he'll go back. To be honest, even if the elder dies, Everyone has a life before the low exam is important."

The pressure of the days and the feeling of suffocation came oncoming, and Lin Zhuming consciously ended feeling sad.

"People always have to look backwards. The teacher's words are a bit harsh, but overall there are no mistakes. Okay, let's go back to the position now. Tomorrow there will be the joint exam of the four schools, which will participate in the ranking. "

"Yeah." Jing Chenzhen nodded.

Back outside the class, but even if they retreated into the class, no one looked up, and they all brushed the questions and papers with their heads high.

Back under the unfamiliar seat, only the deskmate raised his head: "He's back."

Then I finished writing the question with my head held high.

This year, there are more than 170 million candidates in the province, but the undergraduate rate is only 70.00%. Therefore, in the past years, I have heard about whether there are [-] or less elementary school students, and they all want that thing to happen to me.

A week into the school, the test papers under the table have piled up like a mountain, Chinese, math, English, comprehensive science...

Lin Zhuming finished sorting out one by one, while asking about the progress of the current review.

"I have already reviewed the derivative function. I will talk about that paper later. He'd better delay doing it..."

After all, they are at the same table, and they can answer all questions.

Feeling the atmosphere, Lin Zhuming only felt that it was going to explode immediately.

"Jingle bell~"

I remembered the sound of footsteps, and the serious teacher came over with a stack of papers.

"The results of the mock test will come up next week, and I'm completely sober. If it's a low-level test, only a few of them will be able to go to elementary school... It's been the first few days, and you want to take the thinking class again. Come down if you name it. Take the paper."

Immediately, the students whose names were called went down to the stage with clear faces, and those who were a little famous were extremely worried.

Soon Lin Zhuming's deskmate also stepped down to receive the paper, which was a passing grade.

Lin Zhuming looked at the hand I was holding tightly, and when he returned to his seat, he lost his mind for a while, but slowly became numb again. He looked at the places where the points were deducted and analyzed the paper.

Jing Chenzhen was in a hurry to find the paper, but she was called again: "Lin Zhuming, he missed that exam. His grades were not bad at first, but he has fallen a little bit. You may wait for him." , Find the time to make up for the courses you missed, or borrow from your classmates to take a look, if you understand, you can come and ask you."

Lin Zhuming panicked for a while, and nodded in response: "Okay."

"This is the end of your lecture." After finishing speaking, the teacher picked up the paper and began to write on the whiteboard.

"The first question to the seventh question is about the seventh question. It is known that F1 and F2 are the two foci of the hyperbola, p is the next point of c, and the angle F1PF2=60°, /pF1/=3/PF2/ , then the eccentricity of c is much smaller.”

The teacher said below, and Lin Zhuoming ended his confusion with the paper.

That dream is so real, so real that people believe whether I am a dream, Zhuang Sheng dreams of a butterfly, does he know if the butterfly is you, or you are a butterfly.

Jing Chenzhen made a trick, wanting to wake up Xiao Ming's mirror to reflect reality, but she couldn't wake it up no matter what.

"Lin Zhuming, what is he doing?" Seeing Lin Zhuming's strange behavior, the teacher finally restrained himself.

Lin Zhuming was terrified and stood up: "Teacher, that's right, you can continue the lecture."

"Okay, sit down, I want to disturb the classroom discipline again, it's already low, I need you to talk more urgently, and listen to the class carefully."

Jing Chenzhen is like being forgiven, but she has no idea how to crack the dream core.

"It seems that we can only stay there until the final exam. The book demons say that the master hates giving people exams. I'm afraid they have already given you a difficult problem. If you can pass it, it is the same as whether you passed the magic exam or not." Test……"

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(End of this chapter)