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Although he did not plan to be a star, Wang Bo's first thing after returning to Sifang was not busy doing the holiday homework. Instead, based on his memory, he quickly found a notebook to write down the good songs he had heard in Kugou Music in his previous life. He composed the music first and then wrote the lyrics. If it was really vague, he would use the guitar to play a rough tone to find the feeling and see if he could remember it.

What happened at the Sichuan Yin Gate today was a reminder for Wang Bo. It is necessary to sort out the information that could be exchanged for money and turned into resources in the previous life as soon as possible. After all, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and his memory is not very good. It is more than two months since he was reborn. Historical events like 512 and 911 are good, but he can't forget them, but if you don't remember things like music, you will doubt whether he can recall the good songs, hot songs and famous songs that he has heard in his previous life for many times.

Wang Bo has decided not to be a star in this life and is preparing to be the behind-the-scenes controller of "as long as you make real profits, not seeking fame", but there is a premise that his career will always be smooth, without any surprises, and do not have any uncontrollable "surprise" of uncontrollable manpower. But the real world is complex and changeable. The previous moment is proud of the spring breeze, and a sentence determines life and death, and the next moment is immediately defeated by "fate" and even becomes a prisoner. Countless examples in his previous life are there. With Wang Bo's "greed for life and fears death" and cautious personality, it is difficult not to pay attention.

"If there is an uncontrollable accident in the business and it will eventually become a miserable article, I don't mind making a big singer to come to Dangdang." While writing and recording, Wang Bo thought about the retreat after his failure.

He played the piano randomly in the room, but surprised the girls who were watching TV in the living room. He didn't know that he could play the guitar, which they had never seen in reality. However, Guan Ping, Li Cui and Jie Ying had no conditions to listen to the "Mini Music" since childhood due to family reasons, so he couldn't hear anything good or bad about Wang Bo's "Mini Music", but he just thought he was powerful; Tian Xin had the conditions to listen to the "Mini Music", but she was not very interested in music. Although she thought it was nice to play some songs that Wang Bo played and sang in the room, she could not resonate with her.

Fortunately, people living in the family were Tian Xin and Guan Ping. If there was a little bit of a person who knew the rhythm, even if it was a Mai Ba like Li Junhua, who didn’t understand the rhythm but loved to listen to music and sing, after listening to the “divine songs” played by Wang Bo, he would probably be frightened and think that Wang Bo was “not human” anymore.

On Monday morning, Wang Bo got up early, rushed to the rice noodle shop early to eat a bowl of rice noodle and ran to the classroom to copy homework. But he seemed to have arrived a little early, and his deskmate Liao Xiaoqing, Li Yang and Lin Wenjian in the front row had not come yet. So Wang Bo took out a grammar book he had been reading for the past period and then looked at it.

This grammar book was bought at Xingxing Bookstore in his previous life. He read it for three years in his previous life. Whether it is explaining grammar points or accompanying examples, it is neither complicated nor able to talk about the points. It is an extremely excellent reference book. In his previous life, Wang Bo made a big regression in mathematics, physics and chemistry in his second year of high school, and only English can maintain its unique strength. This book can be said to be of great contribution.

Some time ago, he had already reviewed the full high school English at a glance, and remembered all the vocabulary of the high school stage. As long as he read the remaining ten or twenty pages of grammar and English, he could be said to have achieved great success. Whether it is to deal with daily tests, high school entrance examinations, final exams, even in the college entrance examinations, Wang Bo dared to pat his chest and say that there was no problem. He could even close his eyes and get more than 140 exams.

Because his English level is too high than that of high school students, he turned this grammar book like a child's book. Half an hour later, Wang Bo finished the last page. At this time, he realized that at some point, Liao Xiaoqing, Lin Wenjian and Li Yang had arrived.

So, Wang Bo quickly patted Lin Wenjian on the shoulder.

"Wen Jian, please refer to your mathematics, physics and chemistry."

"I haven't finished it?" Lin Wenjian said with a smile, took out his exercise book for the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry, and handed it to Wang Bo.

"Haha, I went to Chengshi on Sunday and I don't have time to do it." Wang Bo said.

"I have never been to Chengshi? Anyi before." Lin Wenjian said, with envy in his tone.

"That's it. I have the chance to play together in the future." Wang Bo said casually, and then he started COPY slowly.

Copying homework is fast, especially when there are multiple-choice questions. A quarter of an hour later, Wang Bo finished math, physics and chemistry that Lin Wenjian took two or three hours to complete.

Wang Bo returned mathematics, physics and chemistry to Lin Wenjian, touched Liao Xiaoqing with his elbow, and whispered: "Xiaoqing, learn from your foreign language homework."

Liao Xiaoqing didn't move, bit her lip, and wanted to say no to Wang Bo. But Lin Wenjian readily asked Wang Bo to copy it before. If she didn't borrow it, it would be a bit unreasonable.

But she didn't hesitate to give her homework to this guy who was becoming more and more presumptuous and seemed to be addicted to plagiarism. She felt a little unbearable.

She doesn't want to help the evil.

Could it be that he really didn't learn well and became degenerate like this?

"Please, borrow it and copy it! I'll treat you to lunch." Wang Bo didn't know what Liao Xiaoqing was thinking, so he touched her arm again.

"I don't want you to ask for it." Liao Xiaoqing put the holiday English homework on Wang Bo's desk, said calmly, and without looking at him, he picked up the Chinese textbook and began to read it in a low voice.

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment, feeling that Liao Xiaoqing seemed a little abnormal today, and he didn't know where he offended her. He was about to go to morning self-study, and Wang Bo didn't have time to think about it. Compared with Liao Xiaoqing's test paper, he started copying it like flying phoenixes.

During the math class in the morning, the class teacher Xiao Jinsong once again reminded the students in the class that the grade-level joint exam will be held this Saturday, but teachers of various subjects will not take time to review for everyone. There is not much time, only five days. I hope everyone can use their spare time to review well.

Xiao Jinsong's words suddenly brought the atmosphere in the class to a sense of tension and urgency, so that everyone, regardless of whether they have good grades or bad grades, even used the short ten minutes between classes to review crazy.

The only exception is Wang Bo. It’s okay to have no choice during class, but during the ten minutes of class he said he was unwilling to contribute anything to useless books. He originally planned to chat with Liao Xiaoqing and contact each other, but when he saw the other party studying hard with the first year of high school, he couldn’t bear to disturb him. He turned his head and glanced at the other people in the class. The rest of the people were in a similar situation. So Wang Bo had to walk out of the classroom and go to the corridor to look at the wind. When the class was over, the corridor was bustling, and at this moment, he looked at the two or three ghosts who were going to the bathroom, and it was also very deserted. It seemed that the clouds of the joint examination not only floated above the seventh class of high school, but also spread to the entire grade. Everyone was panicked and stepped up preparations for the joint examination.

Everyone was busy preparing for the exam, so Wang Bo was wandering around and doing nothing, which made him feel that he was a little out of place with the surrounding environment. At this time, Wang Bo was a little regretful about why he didn't bring the guitar to school. If he had a guitar in his hand, he could play a song to cheer for these students who were desperate to score and entertain themselves and others.

When school was over noon, Wang Bo fulfilled his promise and invited Liao Xiaoqing to the rice noodle shop for dinner. Liao Xiaoqing glanced at him, but shook his head, turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back.

Looking at Liao Xiaoqing's back, Wang Bo smiled bitterly. He didn't know when and where he offended this beautiful deskmate, so that she was uneasy. It seemed that she needed to find some time to communicate with the other party.

Following the crowd, I walked towards my own rice noodle shop. As soon as I left the school gate, I saw six parasols holding in turn. The parasols were square and purple. The umbrellas were made of silver-shiny stainless steel. The umbrella curtains were printed with the distinctive logo of "Zeng Sao Rice Noodle" and the three flower-shaped English letters "MZC". With the light-colored tables and chairs customized under the umbrella, it looked very trendy.

Six tables and chairs, twenty-four seats, Wang Bo was almost filled with people when he came.

"It seems that today's turnover is probably about to hit a new high." Seeing his business becoming more prosperous, Wang Bo felt happy.

When he walked into the rice noodle shop, Wang Bo unexpectedly found Xue Tao. This guy was in the line at Tian Xin’s cashier. When Wang Bo found him, he was almost lined up. However, Xue Tao’s mind was obviously not in line. He was thief-headed, and his eyes fell on Tian Xin, who was cashier in front of him for eight seconds.

"Brother Tao, eat rice noodles? What team should I send? Come with me!" Wang Bo walked up from behind, patted Xue Tao on the shoulder, and then pulled him out of the queue.

"Ah, Bobo, I'm talking about it after class? I'm looking for you!" Xue Tao, who was suddenly photographed by Wang Bo, was shocked and seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Looking for me? What's the matter?"

"It's not a matter of the Internet cafe. The computer desk has been delivered in the morning. Just now, Sister Liu called me a page and said that the computer can be delivered at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Do you think that if you can take a half-day leave tomorrow to the Internet cafe? Your sister and I have all the eight or seven orifices, but we don't know anything about computers. If you are not here, if Sister Liu takes a crooked (low-quality goods) and impolites us, it will be not easy to play with."

"No problem!" Wang Bo said without thinking, "But Brother Tao, do you have anything to do with Sifang Hospital? I have missed a lot of classes during this period, and the head teacher has all objections to me. I am afraid it will not be accurate if you ask for leave verbally. If you have any relationship in the hospital, you can give me a certificate and I might as well ask for a sick leave."

"It's related, but my relationship is not as strong as a virgin. Her uncle is the vice president of the county people's hospital. She asked the hospital to prove that you asked her for a phone call. Hehe, what are you thinking about?"

"Or what, acute enteritis?" Wang Bo suddenly thought of the disease Jiang Mei had last time.

"Acute enteritis is acute enteritis, as long as it is not cancer!"

"You're cancer!" Wang Bo hit Xue Tao's chest with a slap. Xue Tao laughed, and while laughing, he took the opportunity to glance at Tian Xin who was busy at the front desk, which made Wang Bo itchy, as if someone was plucking his heart.

At this time, he was a little clear: Looking for himself? Find a hammer! The idea of ​​hitting Tian Xin is the real one!

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