Reborn to get the male god system, but transformed into a girl

"If Confucius had not been born, the world would have been dark forever..."

"Nothing in the world is softer than water, but nothing can overcome it when it attacks the strong, because nothing can replace it..."

"The glorious Tang Dynasty was blessed by heaven for all nations..."

"One emperor, two souls gone, lonely ministers fighting in battle..."

This was the first time he could stop writing.

Almost in one go, Xia Chengfei had come to the last line.

He felt lost, like a good wine in his arms, but could only take a sip.

He just tasted a little bit of it, and then there was no more.

It was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to see the rest.

Xia Chengfei was startled, and he suddenly remembered that the author of the essay in his hand was just a high school student.

But from the lines, one can see a very high level of historical and literary literacy.

The writing was brilliant and clear, and his graduate students might not be able to write such a great article.

The historical allusions in it, if you haven't read history books and classics, you can't use them so well.

Some of the sentences were unfamiliar to him.

And the ending was very clever, completely fitting the topic.

Xia Chengfei felt a little absurd. Was this really written by a high school student?

As his mind turned, Xia Chengfei's mouse stayed on the scoring column for a long time.

This was the third time he was invited to join the judging panel, so he was naturally very clear about the scoring mechanism of the competition.

The full score was 100, and each 10 points was a level. A composition would be scored by all teachers, removing the highest and lowest scores, and then calculating the average score.

But there was one exception, that is, the score was above 90.

The system would store this composition in a specific directory, and the expert group would discuss it and then give a unified score.

In previous years' competitions, there were generally only one or two articles in each province that could reach the threshold of 90 points.

And these students were often the hottest players for the national championship in the end.

Xia Chengfei thought carefully for a moment, waved his hand and scored 95 points.

Jiang Shi's composition flew from Jinling University to the computer of the expert judges in Beijing overnight.

Weekend.

Miss Jiang is busy cleaning her room now.

"Look at your room, it's a mess, there's hair all over the floor, how come there's a bone?"

"If you don't clean it up, it'll become a doghouse!"

Mother Jiang lifted her daughter's ears and used the Hedong Lion Roar.

The effect is very significant.

Jiang Shi picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.

There were still some things left by her original body under her bed that were not allowed to see the light...

If her mother cleaned them up, it would not be good.

So Miss Jiang had to do it herself and clean up her little room.

While sweeping, Jiang Shi found something wrong.

Most of the dustpan was filled with her long hair, in clumps.

"I remember that before my rebirth, my hair loss was not so serious!"

I'm not going to be bald!

Jiang Shi recalled his father, who in his memory did not have a tendency to be bald.

It should not be a genetic problem.

Or has he been studying too hard recently, leading to overexertion of the brain?

Jiang Shi touched the long hair tied behind his head, and it felt that it had not become thinner.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion..." Xiao Jiang muttered to himself, comforting himself.

After cleaning up, his clothes were all wet, and Jiang Shi took a shower.

Lying on the bed in pajamas, it suddenly started to rain outside the window.

Jiang Shi walked to the window and saw Ji Han running back downstairs in the rain.

The old men who played chess were busy packing up their stuff.

They were ready to retreat to the parasol to continue the battle.

The dark clouds in the distance were dark and slowly floated over, which was particularly oppressive.

It seemed that a heavy rain would inevitably fall this weekend.

Jiang Shi retracted her gaze. Her hair was not completely dry yet, so she could only curl up her legs and sit on the edge of the bed.

Take out the newly bought mobile phone to chat with friends, or play some small games to kill time.

As for why she didn't do her homework.

On Friday night, Xiao Jiang finished all her homework.

And thanks to participating in the essay competition, Lao Zhuang directly exempted Jiang Shi from Chinese homework.

This also led to her current idleness.

Jiang Shi glanced at the cardboard box she had cleaned up.

These were all the things that the original body had collected, and a large part of them were cleaned up from the original place where she lived.

There were also some relics of his father in it.

Jiang Shi stared at it for a while.

Reached out and pulled over a box, on which a word Jiang was written with a brush.

This was not her handwriting.

"So, why can't you just send me back to elementary school?" Jiang Shi sighed.

At least I can see him again...

Open the box, and there are some messy small objects inside.

There are small ornaments on the cabinet, pens, folders, etc.Things like that.

In Jiang Shi's impression, her father was a very elegant man who liked to tinker with pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

In addition to writing calligraphy, he could also draw.

In the box, there was a stack of yellowed rice paper, on which were painted small animals of various shapes.

And their names.

This was used by Jiang Shi's father to teach her to read when she was a child.

Seeing too much of it inevitably reminded her of the past, Jiang Shi rubbed her eyes and put the things back.

However, when closing the carton, Jiang Shi found a flash of reflection in the gap between the boxes.

Looking for it, she found a key, lying quietly in the corner of the box.

There was a piece of tape on it, with the word "attic" written on it.

I think it should be the attic key of the old house.

After her father passed away, Wu Xueqin took her daughter away from the sad place.

The old house was also rented out.

Some large items that could not be moved were piled up in the attic.

I kind of want to find a chance to go back and take a look...

Lightning flashed across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire sky.

Then came the rolling thunder.

Soybean-sized raindrops hit the glass, making a continuous banging sound, like beating drums.

Jiang Shi put away the key and put it in his bedside table.

Beep beep beep

[Next week's autumn outing, let's each bring some food to go on a picnic! ]

Mi Wanqing sent a message in the four-person group.

[What if the school drags us to the amusement park? And the food is very heavy, and it will be tiring to walk. ]

This message was sent by Huang Qiqi.

[I asked my senior sister in the second year of high school, and she said that every year in the first year of high school, we go to the forest park to climb mountains. We just bring some small cakes and the like, it won't be too heavy. ]

[We also have to bring some drinks, and drinks are not too little. ]

[It doesn't matter, I will have someone send it to the mountain for us on that day. 】

Jiang Shi was about to type when he was suddenly shocked by Bai Jingran's invisible rich woman's aura.

This feeling of commanding subordinates made Jiang Shi inexplicably imagine the appearance of a young lady.

[Ran Ran is great, love you! ] Mi Wanqing sent an emoticon.

Jiang Shi sent an "angry" emoticon.

Then he typed: "Ran Ran is mine, what do you want to do, Miss Wan!"

Bai Jingran also copied an emoticon of Jiang Shi.

Then the four of them turned into repeaters and swiped a long string of messages.

Mi Wanqing's message was also drowned in the emoticons.

Jiang Shi was laughing when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang's mother was holding a pile of clothes that had just been handed down, and saw her daughter laughing with her back to her.

"What are you doing, laughing so happily?"

Jiang Shi moved quickly and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

He calmed down and said with a smile: "No, I just thought of some happy things."

Then he took the clothes from his mother.

"I'll do it. Mom, you go and rest for a while."

Mother Jiang glanced suspiciously before turning around and leaving the room.

It was a close call. If she had been discovered, her phone would have been confiscated.

Beep beep beep

After another round of reminders, Jiang Shi took out his phone.

He found that it was a picture sent by Sister Su Ya.

Jiang Shi had also added her cousin's penguin friend through Su Jia.

The picture showed coal balls taken from various angles.

The kitten looked a lot bigger and had more energy to play with people.

Jiang Shi forwarded the photo to Yu Wen.

However, it showed that the other party was offline, so it would probably take some time to see it.