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

Beijing.

The expert judges have a special office not far from Yenching University.

Two elderly men over 50 years old sat face to face.

"Old Deng, the first article with a score of more than 90 points this year has come out. It came from Jinling University. I printed it out. Take a look."

Deng Xiangwu took the printed manuscript, took out his reading glasses from his pocket, and then began to read.

The entire expert judges group has a total of ten people, including Cai Linshan, the president of the publishing house of "Huaxia Literature",

Weng Zhonghe, a visiting professor of the Department of Literature at Yenching University and a well-known prose writer.

There are also professional critics, as well as several special teachers and professional writers.

The lineup is so luxurious that it can be said to be the highest in history.

Deng Xiangwu is the only judge invited as a historian.

As the saying goes, literature and history are inseparable.

And this old man Deng has also written many books on historical research, and many university textbooks are also from his hands.

"Have the others read it? How many points did they give it?"

"I have read it. Professor Weng gave it 95, and President Cai gave it 99."

"99 points... I remember this is only a city-level competition. If you give such a high score, what if there are better ones later?"

Deng Xiangwu pushed his reading glasses, his face serious, and said, while the manuscript in his hand had already turned to the second page.

"You will know after reading it. If you ask me, there is nothing wrong with President Cai's score..."

Deng Xiangwu did not reply, but narrowed his eyes, and his serious face suddenly relaxed.

He smiled.

"No wonder you were fooled. This kid has used a lot of tricks. But judging from the writing style and structure alone, it deserves this 99 points."

"Why?" another person asked curiously.

"Look, from the Warring States Period to the Song Dynasty, he connected them with just a few people. The important nodes were written in great detail, but many of them were stories without historical facts."

After a pause, Deng Xiangwu continued to explain: "The Spring and Autumn style is well used. This level is indeed much higher than his peers."

"Do you mean that he wrote it as a novel?"

"You can say that it is a story that spans several dynasties and is half real and half imaginary. I will follow President Cai and give it 99 points. If this student can enter the history department for further study, he may be able to sit in my position in the future."

Deng Xiangwu nodded, with a hint of relief in his words. From this article, he rarely saw a person's infinite curiosity about history, which was quite similar to his youth.

Such an evaluation is already a great affirmation for a high school student.

"I'll remember what you said. When the author announces it, do you want me to keep an eye on it for you?"

"For things like this, just let it go."

"If Yenching Normal University doesn't want it, then there's no guarantee that Yenching University will want it?"

"..."

Finally, after comprehensive evaluation by the expert review team, Jiang Shi's final score for this article was determined to be 96 points, which can almost be said to have locked the first place in the city-level competition.

Of course, the internal scores at this stage will not be announced to the public, only first, second and third prizes.

However, the entire judging panel has basically acquiesced that this student will go to the national competition of Yenching.

Monday.

Along with the autumn outing location, there is another piece of news.

However, this news is a mixed bag for Jiang Shi.

As expected, the location of the autumn outing is the forest park near Jiangcheng.

Another piece of news is that the first year of high school will start to increase evening self-study.

In the words of Lao Zhuang, the school's dormitory building will be completed soon.

The second and third year students have already started to issue notices for living on campus, especially for the third year students, if there is no problem, they will be forced to live on campus.

The dormitory buildings for the first year students will be later than those for the seniors.

However, according to convention, they should also start to adapt to the evening self-study in advance.

"There will be no teachers for the evening self-study, but there will be discipline officers from the student union to sit in class. You should behave yourself, do you hear me?"

Lao Zhuang glanced around the classroom and stared at a few "troublemakers" in particular.

Jiang Shi remembered that Shen Ce seemed to have told her about this before.

It seems that she is finally going to take office...

Sure enough, after lunch break, Shen Ce came to find her.

There was no Mary Sue plot in the novel, and no one made a fuss. Most of the first year students also knew the student union president, but Jiang Shi still received a few intriguing looks.

Shen Ce did not only look for Jiang Shi, but also went through every class.

In the end, it became a team of ten people, and they came to the exclusive meeting room of the student union.

"Hello everyone, I am the student union presidentShen Ce, I will explain in detail about the discipline officer. "

In short, each class will select a discipline officer, and then go to other classes to manage the discipline of evening self-study.

Class 1 goes to Class 2, Class 9 goes to Class 1, and then they rotate every day in this order.

When you see a problem, write it down in a notebook, and the next day the head teacher of each class can see who is causing trouble during evening self-study.

"Tsk, it feels like a job that is easy to offend people." Jiang Shi curled his lips.

But it's better than being a class cadre and working hard. Recently, Bai Jingran, as the class monitor, has been busy.

She has less time to chat with Ranran.

Then Shen Ce issued the "work permits" of several people.

It can be regarded as officially joining the student union.

Jiang Shi also opened the system that he hadn't seen for a long time and received the task reward, two free attribute points.

However, this time the system did not refresh immediately, but displayed [Limited-time task, not yet unlocked]

It seems that the system has also learned to do tricks, But Jiang Shi didn't take it seriously.

System tasks were more of a handy thing for her, and she didn't want to be a laborer for the system.

As for how to allocate these two free attributes...

Jiang Shi glanced at his attribute bar and added it to his physique.

In the face of absolute power, all problems are nothing...

After adding the points, Miss Jiang pinched her arm, which was soft and white, and she didn't feel stronger...

Shen Ce looked at Jiang Shi's strange movements, coughed and said, "Ahem, Jiang Xuemei, the meeting is over, aren't you leaving?"

Jiang Shi then reacted and found that most of the others had already left.

Only Shen Ce and himself were left in the meeting room.

"Oh, sorry, I was dazed just now. "Jiang Shi smiled, picked up his "work card", and walked out.

Shen Ce shook his head and couldn't help but worry about the future of this junior school girl.

Although she looks generous in some places, she is sometimes silly and cute.

With this kind of personality, it is easy to be deceived by others...

Back in the classroom, Jiang Shi showed his work card to several people.

"Dangdang, I am now a cadre of the students." Jiang Shi sighed and pretended to be cold: "There is already a huge gap between you and me."

"Ran Ran, why do I hear someone barking?" Huang Qiqi put his head close to Jiang Shi and asked seriously.

"Jiang Shi, you haven't finished memorizing your English words yet." Bai Jingran took out the English textbook from the table and shook it.

English is Jiang Shi's tight spell. Even with the bonus of the system buff, it still gives Jiang Shi a headache.

"Don't read it, don't read it, Master Bai, I will recite it right away. "

Jiang Shi covered his head and took the English book with a painful look on his face.