Chapter 689 691 [Loyal advice is offensive]
Turning around, before class, Lin Miaomiao proudly handed the copied notes to Xiang Nan, "Look, I''ve finished copying."
"You have copied so many notes and you are still in such good spirits, why don''t others copy them for you?" Xiang Nan said looking at her in high spirits.
?Lin Miaomiao was taken aback, but she still said sternly, "Nonsense, I wrote it all by myself."
"Don''t deny it in a hurry, I''ll know it just by looking at it." Xiang Nan smiled, then flipped through the pages, then looked up at Lin Miaomiao, "Disciple, you''d better admit it. If you admit it, you can forget about it and make up for it. Just go ahead and get punished twice."
"Recognize...what do you recognize? I copied this myself." Lin Miaomiao felt uneasy, but she still said firmly.
She didn’t believe that Xiang Nan could really tell which ones were written by her and which ones were written by Deng Xiaoqi. Because their handwriting is very similar, both horizontally and vertically very beautiful.
"Then don''t blame me for being rude." Xiang Nan smiled, and then took out two books of "Chemistry" and "Biology", "Did someone else copy these two books for you?"
?Lin Miaomiao was startled, but still refused to admit it, "Why do you say that? What evidence do you have?"
"Evidence?!" Xiang Nan smiled and spread out the two notebooks "Biology" and "Physics", "Looking at the handwriting, at first glance it seems somewhat similar, but in fact the writing methods are completely different.
You copied the notes of "Physics" yourself. You must have had a copybook when you were a child, but your copying was not very good, so the words you wrote were shapeless, weak and boneless, and each one looked like it was going to be paralyzed.
Deng Xiaoqi should have copied the notes for "Biology" for you. She was afraid of getting ink when writing, so she kept her wrist raised, which made her write with great strength. Look, they are all printed.
Look at the font again. Deng Xiaoqi writes the word ''的'' very characteristically, and she likes to pick the last bit. But you don’t have this habit of writing the word ‘的’…”
Xiang Nan talked eloquently and mentioned more than a dozen differences in one breath.
He inherited Ji Xiaolan''s talent and learning, and was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. For a master of calligraphy and painting like him, identifying notes should not be too simple.
?Handwriting that looks exactly the same to others, but to him, the differences are clear and vivid.
?His comments attracted all the students. They listened together and looked at Xiang Nan with admiration. They felt that he was really awesome.
“Sanyi, you are so awesome~” Deng Xiaoqi said with admiration.
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?Lin Miaomiao couldn''t help but be a little dumbfounded when she saw that he had picked out so many faults in one go, all of which were irrefutable.
"How about it, Lin Miaomiao, do you still need me to continue talking?" Xiang Nan raised his head and looked at her.
“Qian Sanyi, you are really perverted.” Lin Miaomiao said helplessly.
"Stop being so verbose, I''m willing to admit defeat." Xiang Nan threw the two notebooks to her and said, "As I just said, if I point them out, you will be punished twice. Copy each notebook four times."
"Let me go, Qian Sanyi, you are going to kill me." Lin Miaomiao said speechlessly.
?Yesterday, her wrists were about to break if she copied them. Today, she has to copy them again, which is really fatal.
"Who told you to be dishonest? You even cheated when copying notes." Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at her and said, "Are you fooling me? You are fooling yourself. Lin Miaomiao, you are not young anymore, you are already sixteen. Years old. I’m still confused and have no plan at all. Look at what’s written on your desk: “There are always twenty-eight days a month when you don’t want to study.” So what do you want to do when you’re full? Gotta eat, right?
Don’t even think about it, there are only more than 900 days until the college entrance examination. Everyone is busy studying, but you just want to dawdle. So what can you do after graduation?
Do you know how much the average college student’s monthly salary is after graduation? It''s less than three thousand yuan. After excluding rent, water, electricity, gas, transportation expenses, and favors, the remaining amount is only about 1,000 yuan, which is not enough for your monthly expenses, right?
?With this little money, it is difficult for you to support yourself, let alone buy a car or a house, and honor your parents in the future. I even wonder how you dare to mess around. Do you have a mine at home? "
?Lin Miaomiao was scolded by Xiang Nan, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed. She couldn''t help but have red eyes.
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"Qian Sanyi, stop talking." Deng Xiaoqi stopped her. She admired Qian Sanyi so much that she felt that what he said was a bit too much.
"Qian Sanyi, don''t just blame others just because you are good at studying." Jiang Tianhao also stood up and spoke out for Lin Miaomiao.
“I admit that my words are harsh, but my advice is hard to hear.” Xiang Nan sighed, “For students from ordinary families, the college entrance examination is the best way to cross class.
?The British ITV television station once filmed a documentary series called "Seven Years in the Life". Fourteen seven-year-old children were selected from the aristocracy, the rich, the middle class, the common people and the poor, and their growth trajectories were recorded.
This documentary started filming in 1964 and is filmed every seven years. So far, the eighth film has been filmed. Children who were seven years old back then are now fifty-six-year-old senior citizens.
Among the fourteen people, excluding one who quit filming at the age of twenty-one, only one of the other thirteen people successfully crossed over from the poor to the middle class. The way for him to transcend social strata was to pass the exam at Oxford University and become a famous professor after graduation.
Children of other civilian classes and poor classes are born in that class and will remain in that class when they grow up. The children they gave birth to were still of the same class and would be reincarnated indefinitely.
?Nowadays, everyone has an illusion, that is, sitting in the same classroom, they think that everyone is of the same class.
But if you ask carefully, you will know that in the families of our classmates, there are business people, high-ranking officials, academic celebrities, and industry elites...
??The financial resources and connections they control are superior to others, so that after graduation, those students don''t have to worry about finding a job, not having to worry about car rentals, let alone caring for their parents in old age.
But what about other people? Don’t think about it.
Does your family have money, connections, or connections? You have nothing, and if you don’t seize the time and work hard, why are you still daydreaming?
Now we are classmates and can play and make trouble together. After graduating from school, people take admission to Tsinghua University, Peking University, or study abroad. After graduation, they earn an annual salary of one million, drive luxury cars, and live in luxury homes.
?You can get a second degree, a third degree, or a junior college degree, find a job with an annual salary of less than 100,000, and you can''t even afford a car or a house. Even if someone wants to play with you, do you dare to play with them?
??How can you still sit still when someone invites you to a meal for a month''s salary? Can you eat it?
You all have a father and a mother, and both fathers and mothers also have friends. Think about it, are their frequent friends all from the same class? There is not much difference in income, and the difference in status is not high.
This is reality.
?Jiang Tianhao and Deng Xiaoqi, please speak to Lin Miaomiao now and treat her as a friend. Ten years later, if we meet again, I''m afraid you won''t even recognize her. "
After Xiang Nan finished speaking, the students looked at me and I looked at you with serious expressions on their faces.
(End of this chapter)