Chapter 9 Fame Value

Chapter 9 Fame Value

On the corridor outside Class 39, a tall and handsome boy was concentrating on reading books.

Yes, it was Song Yan who drove the boy out of the classroom.

Don't forget that once the magic power is opened, it can't stop. Song Yan doesn't want to waste this precious time. It's good to remember more while the time hasn't passed.

In the classroom, Yan Weimin's eyes occasionally glanced over Song Yan, and he could not help sneering at his appearance: pretending to be.

Near the end of class, Song Yan closed his book.

Because the time that he never forgot the magic has passed, once his mind moves, he calls out the system interface again.

Nothing else changed, but the column of fame changed again, from 30 to 35.

It seems that Yan Weimin and I just gambled on this courage and got the approval of five classmates.

"Hey hey, it's a step closer to 50 o'clock!" Song Inkstone's mouth could not help but show a slight smile.

As the days passed, the weekend came in a twinkling of an eye. During these days, the betting between Yan Weimin and him spread gradually in Senior Three.

Of course, most of the students who know about it feel that Song Yan is too self-effacing, because when it spread, his previous test scores also spread.

His best Chinese test was 83 points, 37 points from 120.

If there is only a gap of more than ten points, maybe there will be some suspense about this bet.

But 37 points? That's too big. No one believes Song Yan can go against it.

After this incident spread in school, Song Yan found that many students looked at him as if they were watching a joke.

Song Yan wasn't angry about this. After this incident spread, it brought him some benefits, because most students laughed at his lack of self-control, while a few students admired his courage and recognized him. So, a week later, his reputation has increased to 48 points, only two points short, and he can reach the 50-point lottery requirements.

In addition to the growth of fame, these days, he has used his magic to memorize a lot of Chinese knowledge. Even in order to improve his writing ability, he has read several writing skills and world famous works.

As he became more and more skilled and efficient in using his magic, it took him only half an hour to memorize a Book of more than 200,000 words.

That is to say, he can write down a million words with a single glance without forgetting magic.

Looking at 48 fame points, Song Yan decided to brush the fame value to 50 points today. As for where to brush, he had already thought about it.

But before I get a reputation, I have to go to my uncle's house for dinner.

To Song Yan's surprise, his uncle did not come back for dinner this time. He was not at home, and his aunt would not give him a good face.

Especially at the dinner table, the elder aunt scolded him again, which made him quite depressed. However, the implicit voice of the elder aunt made him stay away from home for dinner because the director of the Municipal Education Bureau was about to retire and the possibility of his progress was very high, so he had been making some connections outside these days.

Uncle can make progress, and Song Yan is happy for him.

After scolding Song Yan, the elder aunt showed a kind smile on her face and said to Song Xue, "Xiaoxue, how is your piano practice?"

Song Xuexiu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, some impatient way: "Okay."

"Are you confident that you will win the prize?" The eldest aunt continued.

Song Xue scorned a smile: "It's just an amateur competition. If I can't win a prize for this kind of competition, I'm not practicing piano for ten years."

"That's the best snow in our house." Aunt quickly praised, but immediately she said, "Unlike some people, academic performance is not good, but also learned to fight, our old Song family is a scholarly family, how come out of such a disdainful son, family unfortunate!"

When he heard his aunt's irony around the corner again, Song Yan held his breath in his heart. He swore that he would make her look at him differently in the future.

Song Yan quickly planed the rice in the bowl into his mouth, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Aunt, when I'm full of snow, I'll go first!"

"Pop!"

The eldest aunt put the chopsticks on the table and looked at him coldly.'Why don't you say you're not happy yet?'

Song Yan took a deep breath and depressed his heart's airway: "I'm going first!"

As soon as his voice fell, Song Yan strode outside the door. It was not his timidity that he swallowed his great aunt's breath, but that she was kind to him anyway. At the same time, he did not want to embarrass him.

"White-eyed wolf... Look at Xiaoxue. He lives in our house for nothing and provides for his school. He treats his elders like this. You don't want to learn from him in the future! uuuuuuuuuu

Hearing the sarcastic voice coming from behind, Song Yan took a step, and finally did not say anything. He opened the door and went out.

After leaving Uncle's home, Song Yan felt a little relaxed, which was very depressing in that environment.

But he began to ponder that after the college entrance examination, he would go to work to earn money, and strive to go to college without spending a penny of his uncle's family. He was afraid that one day he would not be able to withstand his uncle's ridicule and thus erupt.

Take a deep breath and Song Yan throws away all his worries. It's important to earn fame.

Zhao Jiaquan Museum.

When Song Yangang arrived, his eyes swept, and he saw Zhao Xiaoyu fighting with one enemy, two students, not Zhao Xiao, on the platform.

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