Chapter 0010: What should I do about the bright moon?

Lin Zuodong officially took up the position of editor for the cultural section the next day, responsible for the Story Club and the Emotional Garden, which corresponded to the areas previously handled by He Wentao and his own section.

On a sweltering morning, Qi Hui was caught off guard as Lin Haiwen noticed the cold sweat on her body. Lin Haiwen's gaze was honed through countless trials; as a promoter of popular songs, his main business, aside from promoting well-known singers, was to discover ordinary individuals, craft their hit songs and their personas, and then profit through the transfer of song copyrights and commercial performances. Therefore, the first step was to assess people. For a period of time, Lin Haiwen had observed three hundred women within three days, which forged his eyes to be as piercing as a laser spotlight.

It is nothing more than a newspaper

Tomorrow we will directly discuss the Chinese and Mathematics exams from yesterday, and in the afternoon, we will either have self-study or support the school's spiritual civilization construction, which means watching the performance of the drama club. Lin Haiwen still holds a relatively good reputation among the boys; with just one call, ten people quickly gathered. Tomorrow we will go together to support Qi Hui's performance—one must understand that this is not an easy decision.

Colleagues have all expressed: The affairs of the world are unpredictable, Old Lin is fortunate

However, after finishing the exam and flipping through the book, I was surprised to find the line "Raise a glass to ask the blue sky." Isn't that strange? You hold up your cup and invite the bright moon over, and then you go and ask the blue sky while holding the wine. Where do you put the bright moon? Huh? I just want to ask you, what about the bright moon? Isn't that awkward? No wonder, in terms of their respective influences in their worlds, this poem is neither as famous as Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" nor as weighty as "Shui Diao Ge Tou."

After two days, with four exams completed, Lin Haiwen stood at the school gate and stretched lazily in sync with a stray tabby cat. It had been a long time since the last exam, and he felt a bit nervous.

During the entire Chinese language examination, he hesitated repeatedly on a fill-in-the-blank question related to ancient poetry, and ultimately filled it in incorrectly

You are too lewd, Lin Haiwen, I have finally seen your true colors

Ah? Lin Haiwen asked strangely, "Of course it depends on you; I can't possibly be looking at her, can I?"

The adorable first-year students have already started their vacation, while the third-year students, who have turned their fortunes around, have gone out to celebrate. Now, only they remain in the school, yesterday's cuties, tomorrow's laborers.

Choosing to support Qi Hui instead of the competitive Chu Weiwei is certainly a significant sacrifice for Lin Haiwen's friends

After two days of intensive effort, Lin Haiwen had basically absorbed the meager knowledge of his original self and still had time to grasp the key points of the exam outline. As an outstanding student of Communication University of China, Lin Haiwen was already a top scholar at heart. Although the time was too short and he was powerless to turn the tide, his desperate struggle should not be underestimated

Li Bai's poem should be "Three people formed by the shadow," and "Lowering my head, I think of my hometown" is from "Quiet Night Thoughts." "Raising a glass to ask the blue sky" is from Su Dongpo's "Water Melody." However, Mengjin's poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" seems to truly reflect "Raising a glass to ask the blue sky" or perhaps "Lowering my head, I think of my hometown," and indeed, it is a poem of nostalgia.

This play features two main characters, the girl Duofu and the goddess. The role of the goddess is played by Qi Hui, making her one of the female leads. The other female lead is even more prominent, named Chu Weiwei, who is essentially a beauty and a top student, capable of excelling over everyone during her school years

The two individuals are not actually that familiar with each other, of course, having been in the same class for about ten years, it is difficult to say they are completely unfamiliar.

"What does it have to do with anything?" Qi Hui shook her head and said, "Let me tell you, Lin Haiwen, I have your secrets in my hands."

Lin Haiwen got up early in the morning and carried a backpack to school—he could hardly remember the last time he had carried a backpack. He is not a programmer, who carries a heavy backpack all day long, stuffed with a cumbersome laptop. Clearly, he graduated five or six years ago, and aside from his growing belly and increasing weight, he still resembles a university student—this is not a compliment, it is mockery

Selling breakfast is quite profitable

Then, there will be things to do in the evening

The question is to fill in the blanks for several poems about the moon, with one easy question: "I raise my cup to invite the bright moon," followed by the blank.

No matter how unpopular it is, being in charge of an entire section and managing several editors is undoubtedly a good position. Otherwise, He Wentao wouldn't come over to show off every now and then. Unfortunately, after three months of showing off, he ultimately met his demise.

According to Lin Haiwen's aesthetic, Qi Hui is actually quite good, except for the loose ponytail, the ill-fitting t-shirt, the mismatched jeans, the age-inappropriate pink plastic watch, and the large black-framed glasses. Everything else is quite nice. This is not sarcasm; it indicates that Qi Hui's inherent qualities are still commendable: long legs, a slim figure, black hair, a small face, and well-proportioned features.

Having received the oracle and the blessings bestowed by the divine, she returned to her village, where she utilized her divine powers to defeat the landlord, distributing the land so that the impoverished people could possess their own plots. Under her protection, they subsequently lived in happiness and harmony

At the entrance of the community, there is an elderly woman pushing a breakfast cart, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue typical of high-altitude regions. With a simple and honest expression, she smiles broadly upon noticing their gaze, revealing a prominent gold tooth.

Could it be that this was written by a predecessor with poor skills in the humanities? Then why does he only have one good poem? It is truly chilling upon closer reflection

The completely chaotic memories left Lin Haiwen with no choice but to fill in "Three people reflected in the shadow".

"Who needs you? Let me tell you, the day after tomorrow, which is the second day after the exam, I will be on stage performing a play, and I need you to gather ten people to be my cheerleaders." Qi Hui rolled her eyes. She was part of the drama club, and after the exam, there would be a public performance. She only had a few good friends at school, and she needed at least ten people for the cheerleading squad; otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, bowing my head to think of my hometown

No, no, the last two should be internet parodies, so Mengjin's is also "Three People Cast by the Shadow"

The data is offered at a fixed price, with a margin of error of five points

When Lin Haiwen saw it, he was so frightened that he quickly checked whether he had returned to his original world. Li Bai's half-line of poetry actually appeared in this world word for word. However, after thinking it over, he realized that it was indeed written by a poet from this world, a poet named Meng Jin, who is only known for this one famous poem.

Lin Haiwen shrugged, feeling that the rank was too low and utterly uninteresting. When he was working before, the women in the circle could directly pull out a transparent ribbon from their bags—yes, just a ribbon, it could only be referred to as a ribbon—and then throw him a flirtatious glance, "Brother Lin, why don't you wear this?"

The play performed by Qi Hui is titled "The Oracle," written by the modern great poet Guo Huaiming. It primarily describes a young girl named Duo Fu, who, in her rebellion against feudal arranged marriage, escapes to the deep mountains and forests. Up to this point, it bears some resemblance to "The White-Haired Girl," but the latter part diverges. The girl enters the old forest and encounters a goddess, leading to a dialogue between humans and deities. Textbooks characterize this dialogue as follows: "Through the portrayal of a goddess, Guo Huaiming reshapes advanced marriage concepts and self-awareness for Duo Fu. At the same time, it also implies that in the dark society of that time, the vast rural women, lacking knowledge and culture, found it difficult to achieve self-awareness. Only under the Party's inspiration, through learning and understanding the world, could they truly awaken and become women who are completely autonomous from within to without"

"Speak, what do you want me to do? I can give you my body, but not my soul." Lin Haiwen actually didn't care much; since he had decided to become a person driven by greed, he could forgo his face. However, playing with a light beauty could still alleviate the monotony of high school life.

Cheerleaders? Do we need to wear matching shorts and revealing tank tops

What are you looking at

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and with wine, I ask the azure sky

an undeveloped natural beauty

In the upcoming courses, apart from subjects like history, which are truly unavoidable, one can only rely on the limited foundation of the original self. Other subjects, such as mathematics and English, are likely to be quite astonishing.

Qi Hui has been like a death knell, reminding him three times in the past two days

At the entrance of the community, I encountered Qi Hui, whom I had no desire to meet at all

The examination is divided into two days, covering Chinese, Mathematics, Comprehensive Arts, and English

Lin Haiwen, do not forget tomorrow

Overall, it is quite a positive story; if it were not so, the school would not have agreed to allow everyone to watch the play instead of attending self-study sessions

The students have begun to contemplate future matters, while the teachers are still occupied with grading papers and recording scores

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and with my shadow, we become three people

What a tragic situation it is

Although this world lacks Lulu, her mother, and her sister, Qi Hui still understood the meaning of Qi X's little pants at the first moment