After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

She stayed here a little too long, and another invigilator came over.

Miao Sujuan nodded at the test paper.

The teacher looked over and looked up after a while, then nodded silently in approval.

The two then left to prevent their actions from causing pressure on students.

Lu Qingfeng didn't notice this.

This essay contains a passage about the original author's own experience, as well as an overview of Buddhism at the end. These are not suitable for inclusion in the composition and require a certain degree of deletion and modification.

Fortunately, times are different now. In order to maintain his image as a talented writer, he has been reading a lot of famous works, so simple revisions are not difficult for him.

"Fifteen minutes left."

The teacher on the stage began to remind the candidates to pay attention to the time.

Lu Qingfeng also put away his pen and did a first check to see if there were any typos or omissions.

After checking, there is no problem.

I used to use exercise books to write fairy tales and practiced my handwriting at the same time. I can’t say it’s very good, but there is no problem in making the paper neat and the handwriting neat.

I checked it twice more afterwards to make sure everything was safe.

The rest of the time is spent waiting quietly.

"Time is up, candidates, please stop writing and wait for the papers to be collected."

The exam time was over and the three teachers began to collect the papers in order from back to front.

Lu Qingfeng put away the draft paper, and after collecting the papers, he took his things and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as I got outside, I relaxed completely.

I couldn’t help but think of the past when I was taking exams. I knew that my grades were not good and I gave up thinking about it, but I would still be nervous.

You can't relax until the exam is over.

This seems to be the case with every student.

Guo Hao and Zhang Jingyi chased out, and everyone got in the car and returned to the hotel.

"I chose the wine for the question you wrote."

The three of them sat together and inevitably discussed the exam they had just taken.

“The first one I wrote.”

Zhang Jingyi said.

"I'm the same as you." Other candidates joined in.

When they returned to the hotel, the parents were waiting in the lobby. Lu Qingfeng went upstairs first and started packing his luggage.

I didn't bring much when I came, but I had a lot of bags when I left.

Most of them are gifts for friends.

After a while, someone knocked on the door. It was two new friends I met.

"My dad said it's not easy for us to meet each other, so we should have lunch together and then go to the high-speed rail station together."

Guo Hao said excitedly.

Zhang Jingyi nodded beside him.

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Qingfeng took out the room card and went downstairs with the two of them.

"We get along pretty well, maybe we'll even be college classmates in the future. Let's exchange our contact information so we can keep in touch in the future."

Guo Hao suggested while riding in the elevator.

"I don't have a cell phone."

Zhang Jingyi felt a little embarrassed.

"I do, but my parents are very strict, so I can only play for a short while a day."

As Guo Hao spoke, he looked at Lu Qingfeng with envy.

"Then we'll give you our contact information. When you have a phone, add us."

Lu Qingfeng said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Hao took out a pen and paper, and it seemed that he was well prepared.

Write down your WeChat, QQ and phone number.

Afterwards, we met up with both sets of parents and found a Sichuan restaurant nearby.

There were two people from Sichuan and Chongqing at the scene, so the responsibility of ordering food fell into the hands of Zhang's mother.

“Can you eat spicy food?”

She asked first.

Lu Qingfeng felt that this question was a bit redundant. If he couldn't eat spicy food, no one would come in.

Moreover, the spiciness of Sichuan cuisine is actually not too bad, which is within his tolerance level.

He can't eat Hunan or Jiangxi cuisine because it's too spicy.

"If you have time to travel to Sichuan and Chongqing in the future, you can come and try our Zigong cuisine."

After the exam, Zhang's mother also relaxed. The low pressure around her was no longer there. She talked and laughed, and she became much easier to get along with.

"I've been looking at food and restaurants, and they eat a lot of rabbit, beef, bullfrog, and fish in Zigong, right?"

Father Guo asked curiously.

"Correct."

Zhang's mother was all smiles.

"The cold-cooked rabbit and rabbit head dishes you often see online are all local delicacies."

Bunnies are so cute.

It’s a pity that Lu Qingfeng has never eaten it. He really wants to try it.

"My mom cooks delicious food. If you travel later, you can come to my house and try my cooking."

Zhang Jingyi flattered him from the side.

This is just what the child said on impulse, and the adult actually meant it to be polite.

"You can also come to Yancheng to eat seafood. We are by the sea, so you can go to the beach and play."

Guo Hao also said.

In comparison, Lu Qingfeng felt that there was nothing fun to do in Sucheng.

If I really want to talk about it, it is the garden, which is ancient and worth a visit.

After dinner, everyone went to Yanjing South Station together.

We said goodbye here and took the high-speed train for the return trip at different time periods.

There was no conversation along the way and nothing special happened. Around seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Qingfeng returned to Su City.

After leaving the station, he made a phone call and met up with Yang Xiuxiu who came to pick him up.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The neighbor girl took the gift he brought back and took him to take a taxi.

"how do you feel?"

Lu Qingfeng tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"It was pretty good. I got to see the history of the capital, made two new friends, and got to see the university where I'll be spending the next four years."

"The results haven't been announced yet, so why are you so confident?"

Yang Xiuxiu looked at him with amusement.

"About the same. I think I performed really well this time."

He wasn't being modest this time.

The author himself has a sense of whether an article is good or bad. Once "Warm a Pot of Moonlight to Drink" is published, his excessive modesty now will be untrue.

Back at the apartment, Lu Qingfeng wanted to give the gift to Yang Xiuxiu.

But the neighbor's sister pushed him back quickly to rest.

"Let's talk about this another day. You've had exams and rides all day. Get some sleep first."

Moving!

The sister next door is as warm-hearted as ever.

Sui no longer refused and went home.

After being away for three and a half days, there was no change in the house, it still had that simple style.

He cleaned up the dust that had accumulated over the past few days and then put the things away.

The gifts to be taken to school tomorrow also need to be separated.

Finally I took a shower and lay down on the bed.

The moonlight was beautiful today, so Lu Qingfeng didn't draw the curtains.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he thought about what he had done recently.

Although there were occasional setbacks, the original intention was basically achieved.

With a considerable income, his life was secured, his writing was on track, and he became a little famous.

Next, as long as I can enter Peking University through the Literature Cup, the stage plan will be completed.

In a few days, his eighteenth birthday will be here.

Now we can start to think about the next step.