The last evening self-study session before the holiday was restless in the classroom.

After seeing Lin Xiaoxian changing seats, many people who were stealing their mobile phones and magazines were also ready to move and used various relationships to gather together.

The last two rows competed for a while, and the smoky and chaotic situation.

Lin Xiaoxian had finished copying his homework and returned to his original seat happily.

"Hello~ I'm back."

“…”

Lin Xiaoxian saw Su Yuan nodding lightly, as if he was deliberately imitating Zhou Jia's coldness, which made him feel a little funny.

"I didn't see each other for two classes, I thought you would miss me."

"How can I think of two classes? Frivolous!"

Su Yuan gave him a blank look, at least three classes would have to be there.

Lin Xiaoxian was surprised that his deskmate actually admitted it.

He tore a piece of paper to start the list and list the National Day schedule.

Fortunately, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are not close to each other this year, so the National Day is full of 7 days.

"Su Yuan, when do you have time for National Day?"

“Everything is available.”

So Lin Xiaoxian divided the seven days of National Day into grids like a course sheet, and wrote the words "take photos" from the fifth to the seventh day.

Su Yuan looked at him in shock: "Are you going to shoot for three days?"

Lin Xiaoxian nodded: "I want to practice photography skills."

Su Yuan didn't believe at all, what he, a high school student, did when practicing photography skills.

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The next day, that is, the first day of the National Day holiday.

Lin Xiaoxian went out for a run at 6 o'clock in the morning and came back at 6 o'clock.

Lin Xiaoshu, who got up to drink water, rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at his nervous brother:

"Brother, what happened?"

"Uh... nothing..."

Lin Xiaoxian waved his hand, then turned around suddenly:

"Xiaoshu, how much is the living expenses my aunt gave last month?"

"It should be quite a lot."

Xiaoshu is responsible for managing money at home, otherwise his brother would be unable to help but buy games and figures.

"That's good... there may be an emergency expense at the end of the holiday."

Lin Xiaoxian went back to her room after saying that.

He just made a small disaster in the playground.

He never played basketball, but jumped up and grabbed the basket.

Lin Xiaoxian didn't expect that his physical fitness had improved greatly without realizing it. He failed to master the strength and took off the old basket.

Although the school has cameras, to be honest, I don’t know if there is electricity during the holidays.

Anyway, if you get the photo, you can only compensate.

"Money...if the novel could be put on the shelves soon..."

Lin Xiaoxian opened the backstage of the author's assistant. "The Emperor of Ba" has uploaded 20,000 words, and it will cost at least tens of thousands of words to be put on the shelves.

It is even more impossible to make a comeback during the new book.

2,000 words a day is the limit of human beings, and Lin Xiaoxian has undergone a change in the future.

However, the response is quite good. At present, there are 800 collections without recommendation.

This is already great for a newcomer and new account.

Evaluation is basically the main thing.

After all, this book is a brand new subject. Many readers are already predicting that this book will be a god, and Lin Xiaoxian has added all these comments.

Lin Xiaoxian is not as self-disciplined as before.

If it were before, he would have to sleep in the afternoon, play games in the afternoon, and browse B station in the evening.

But now, he has done Chinese questions for a day.

【Learn lv.5(68/100)】

Of course, I can’t study every day during National Day. Lin Xiaoxian estimated it and took two more days to rush for the morning and evening. The learning skills will definitely reach level 6.

In addition, you must also grasp the [Cooking] skills.

Lin Xiaoxian doesn’t want to change the style of cooking every day, it’s too troublesome.

But always doing the same thing, the experience is rising slowly.

So he thought of a way and opened a UP host called "Food Writer Wang Gang" on Bilibili.

According to his method, Lin Xiaoxian made a pot of spicy red oil in the evening.

This thing is versatile. Any dish that can be mixed with just a spoonful of food will be delicious.

It’s just that there is no range hood at home, so it’s quite annoying to do such a thing.

Moreover, Lin Xiaoxian has made a lot of refining, and the old community is close to each other, so a large tumble of oil smoke floats to the next house.

After a while, the knock on the door rang.

"Brother, Xiaomeng next door is here."

"oh?"

Lin Xiaoxian poured the fresh and fragrant red oil into the ancestral peony ceramic pot, and then came to the entrance.

"Brother Xiaoxian, what are you doing?"

Wang Xiaomeng stepped on the threshold and looked inside with her big round eyes.

The child did not hold grudges. Last time, she ate two bowls of dumplings that Lin Xiaoxian gave her and forgot about the old debt of dog meat hot pot.

"I'm refining chili oil, sorry, I've choked you."

"It's okay, I'm fine, it's my mother who choked."

Wang Xiaomeng grinned proudly. Mom is too stupid. If she had a smaller nose like her, wouldn’t it be enough.

"Mom's nose is like a Bull Demon King, and she sucks a lot of cigarettes."

Lin Xiaoxian put a small can of red oil and asked Wang Xiaomeng to take it back.

"Say sorry to your mother for help."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoxian~"

Wang Xiaomeng was about to go back, but Lin Xiaoxian grabbed it.

I was originally looking for her during the National Day, but I happened to come to her home on my own initiative.

The charm value he saved some time ago is just useful.

"Xiao Meng, is your rhubarb okay?"

Xiao Meng's heart skipped a beat. What did Brother Xiaoxian do to mention rhubarb again?

"Brother Xiaoxian, you can't deceive me anymore. My rhubarb is so good, it's not made into hot pot at all."

"are you sure?"

Lin Xiaoxian squatted down.

"Xiao Meng, have you noticed that Dahuang has lost weight recently?"

"Well?"

Lin Xiaoxian leaned into Wang Xiaomeng's ear and muttered a lot, like a devil's whisper. Wang Xiaomeng's tears rolled around as she listened.

"Wow, mom is a big liar, woo!"

Finally, Wang Xiaomeng ran back with tears in her arms in her arms.

【Ding, witty lie】

【charm-...】

【intelligence...】

Lin Xiaoxian used his new bottle of old wine to exchange his charm value for a lot of intelligence value, adding another guarantee to the monthly exam after the National Day.
To be continued...