Gamers Are Fierce

"Loneliness is a carnival of one person."

Li Ang's eyes were out of focus, his back pressed against the back of the chair, looking at the wine glass pinched by three fingers, and said lightly: "When your taste is more niche, it means that the things, emotions, and art you admire will not follow the trend. The deeper your understanding, the fewer people you will resonate with, and the greater the distance from the crowd."

"Why do you say that? What do you do? What is your purpose, who instigated you, and what is your motive? If you can't answer, I'm sorry, I can only fail you in this wave."

Wang Congshan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly attacked, took off the headphones Li Ang was wearing, and put them on herself.

She heard Bach's "Aria on the G String" coming from the earphones, looked at the familiar music app on the phone screen, raised her eyebrows, "Turn on the cloud suppression mode during the day."

"You do not understand."

Li Ang shook his head and shook the glass with three fingers. The Coke bubbles in the glass surged up, some of which stuck to the wall of the glass, and died with them. "Every adolescent, self-confident and inferiority confused teenager has the dream of becoming a writer.

Whenever I listen to a song, I can't help but imagine that the mood of those who have also heard the song was sad, joy, numb, bitter, or peaceful.

I want to use a pen to summarize their lives and write their joys and sorrows.

I call it the innate literary temperament. "

"This is the reason why you used "My District Mayor's Father", "My Uncle of the Chairman of a Listed Company", "My Aunt of the President of a Newspaper Office" and other compositions when you were a child to cheat the city's primary and middle school students into writing newspapers and publication fees?"

Wang Congshan snorted coldly, revealing Li Ang's old bottom mercilessly.

This is the downside of childhood sweethearts, too familiar—in fact, Li Ang doesn’t want to do that either. However, the cost of writing papers for primary and middle school students in Yin City is quite high.

How can nutrition and fitness exercise be guaranteed if you don’t make money yourself and eat something good.

"How can a cultural person use the word cheat."

Li Ang curled his lips helplessly, "At least what I write, the sentences are smooth, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the structure is neat, and the writing is the best choice.

I was almost able to select the reading comprehension article in the Chinese test paper of Yin City Junior and Senior High School, and it should be published in the newspaper.

Non-publication is the secret investment of the pearl, burying talents.

In addition, how do I remember that you used to eat yellow croaker noodles, crab noodles, and simmered in clear water, which I used for the author fee? "

"I have eaten it once, okay, and I paid for the milk tea money and taxi fare for shopping, count AA, ok?"

Wang Congshan rolled her eyes and inadvertently glanced at Li Ang's test paper spread out on the table, her eyes twitched.

Just now, the results of the last multi-school mock joint exam before the final exam came out.

This guy Li Ang has a high score close to full marks, one point higher than a certain genius in another high school, ranking first in the city, giving the class teacher and grade director a lot of face.

When making the blackboard newspaper for the outstanding students in the final grade, I can see his photos hanging on the blackboard at the school gate (by the way, Li Ang’s personal motto of outstanding students is “As long as we don’t stop, the road ahead will extend”)

Hmm...According to what Wang Congshan knows about Li Ang, he must have been sleeping, late, and leaving early for class too many times recently. There is a little frustration. This time the exam is better, in exchange for some "privileges."

"You say yes, that is, no sophistry."

Li Ang surrendered with both hands and attacked suddenly. He took the test paper from Wang Congshan's desk and blocked Wang Congshan's "crack" with one hand.

Scanning the results of each subject on the test paper, he shook his head and sighed: "That's it?

Girl, your grades are not good. It’s going to be the third year of high school, the 365-day mobilization meeting is beckoning to you,

Should you consider asking me to be a tutor? "

"Go away, I'm sorry."

Wang Congshan grabbed the test paper, with an angry expression on her face, "I'm so bored."

She tucked the test paper back into the drawer, wrapped her arms in front of her, and muttered: "Mock test...can the test result count?

Damn it, if it wasn't for lack of sleep recently..."

Li Ang grinned.

Wang Congshan said that the reason why he can’t afford it is that his salary as a tutor has risen in the near term—because of the curriculum reform, the primary and middle school students in Yin City now have to carry out all aspects of adaptive education.

To put it simply, elementary and middle school students now have to learn simple knowledge of disaster prevention, mitigation and self-rescue, first aid common sense, and know what to do when a disaster occurs.

In addition, the school also encourages students to learn programming, mechanical invention and production, and even horsemanship, experience driving and so on.

These courses have been included in the examination category, and the scores are calculated seriously.

Originally from the perspective of parents, this kind of quality education undoubtedly increased the burden on parents and invisibly widened the class gap (how can the energy and financial resources of ordinary families provide children for equestrian classes)?

However, the education reform this time has a serious attitude and huge subsidies.

The school is supervised and directed by the Special Affairs Bureau and can provide a good quality education environment without parents worrying too much.

Only a very small number of parents with sufficient financial resources will be inexplicably anxious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to give Li Ang a higher salary, so that he can help his children programming...

Now, the information barrier between ordinary people and extraordinary people is getting higher and higher,

The transcendent knows that the root cause of the undercurrents in the real world is that the form of the killing game is not very optimistic, or very severe.

As for the details that ordinary people can only obtain from information channels, they vaguely feel that something is getting wrong, and people are impetuous, without knowing the reason.

"Speaking of which, if I ignite the sacred fire and become an official deity, will I be able to distribute my sacred powers to ordinary people and set up a [Lord of Flesh and Marsh Divine Art Training Course]?

If you sign up for a cram school and study hard, you will be able to comprehend the magic and become an extraordinary person.

Such cram schools will definitely be very popular. "

Li Ang looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking boredly, "Well... it seems that you don't have to wait for the gods, you can start classes now.

What ripple breathing, alchemy, psychic powers,

At my current level, it is more than enough to teach ordinary people some elementary power systems.

Uh, thinking about it this way, the Special Affairs Bureau seems to have not promoted the popularization of extraordinary power.

It is because there is not enough suitable power system (must meet the conditions of low threshold, high potential, easy transmission, no side effects, mild and controllable, etc.),

Or are they worried about the rapid spread of extraordinary powers in a short period of time, affecting social order?

The possibility of the latter should be greater at present.

But when the door opens, will they be able to hold on..."

Li Ang flicked the rubber and looked at the window wandering outside, not paying attention to the ringing of the class bell, and Shi Qingsong, the head teacher, who entered the classroom with a serious face.