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Two hundred and five come to an end(1/2)

When netizens saw this scene, they felt even more shocked.

"I'm blind! Where are you?"

"I'm stupid!"

"Hahaha I'm going to laugh to death!"

"...This person... has no idol burden!"

"Damn it! I can no longer look directly at Li Wenyin!"

"I didn't expect him to be such a man!"

There is no more aloofness and coolness!

No depth, no gentleness.

Only the sentence that keeps echoing in my mind.

How lonely is invincible...

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The award ceremony ended after Li Wenyin's whole life.

From the excited eyes of these reporters, we can see that tomorrow's news must be quite large.

Several bigwigs from the organizing committee were a little sad.

Showing goodwill to the military may be one aspect, but in fact, it is more about the work itself.

Some of Li Wenyin's works were not taken seriously during the review, and even felt noisy.

But after real analysis, I found that what is contained in the pure black is extremely brilliant.

The charm is restrained!

The more carefully the analysis, the more shocking the gods are.

Later, after being impacted by this kind of wild inspiration after a while, I looked at other works... as if I was chewing wax!

As for the response after the award ceremony, the organizing committee did not care.

This time my award presentation is absolutely upholding fairness, fairness and openness.

Even if there are a few subjective voices, it cannot shake the fact that the song is valuable.

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After the Golden Melody Awards, it was also the final exam week.

Regarding Li Wenyin's act of making trouble at the award ceremony, he did not scold him too ruthlessly.

But Professor Wen still warned Li Wenyin.

You can be a demon, don't be a death...

It's finally time for holiday.

"By bye bye you!"

Li Wenyin quickly packed her luggage and rushed to the station!

The agile figure and the fast speed made the roommates stunned.

Ah! Free air is really good.

Making trouble?

Make trouble!!

What did Professor Wen say two days ago? It seems that he forgot!

I stayed home for a few days, and then went to the company to check it out! That’s the decision!

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In the Military Art Office, Professor Wen was so confused that he fell bald.

Li Wenyin's rating has not been accurate yet.

The new recruits were sent to the company, and the civilians must have not run away.

But this civil level and treatment...

In terms of professional skills, it is definitely okay to get a senior professional title for a national second-level performer, but...

Too young, not enough military service!

And... this kid is not steady enough.

Like a psychopath, sometimes deep and righteous, sometimes like a naughty guy.

Who can withstand this?

This sudden appearance of weirdness really gave Professor Wen a headache.

"Forget it! Let's count on the junior clerk first!"

Professor Wen decided not to worry.

"Accumulate qualifications based on his influence, works, and contribution level!"

He nodded with a smile, and then counted Li Wenyin's contribution.

"Well... "The Golden Stove" is OK, and "Men Should Strengthen Self-Effort" is even more OK."

"In professional development, these classical musical music can also..."

“…”

Professor Wen was stupid.

Works with quality and level enough to meet the rating reference...a little too many!

And there are really many works that can shock the classical circle if you pull it out!

What the hell do?

......

no!

The recruits must not be able to join the army so quickly! Otherwise, the pressure on this kid would be too great.

After thinking about it, Professor Wen decided to put this matter back first.

Keep watching the contributions for a year! Then think about the promotion! Then take out the work and get promoted fairly and openly, the pressure on the boy will not be so great!

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A few days after returning home, Li Wenyin made dumplings with her parents, waiting for the broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala.

Father Li couldn't help but take a look at his son and then at the TV.

"Hi! It's good when will you last Spring Festival Gala?"

Li Wenyin shrugged.

"What's the rush? I'm still young, and opportunities cannot always be mine."

Father Li nodded.

Li's mother glanced at Li's father and couldn't help but slam her father's shoulder.

"Don't let go! Hurry!"

Li's father's face turned weak and he stepped up his speed of making dumplings in his hand.

"Don't just be careful!! You should pick one shrimp and stuff it in!"

"Ah! Hahaha! Forgot!!"

Li's father's face became even worse.

Li Wenyin smiled secretly in her heart and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mr. Li blushed and scolded Li Wenyin in anger.

"Why are you laughing at me? It seems that you didn't say you are! What are you doing with two shrimps in a dumpling?!"

Li Wenyin: "..."

His eyes rolled, and Li Wenyin leaned against Li's mother with a giggle.

"Mom, look! I'm obviously kind-hearted and want your two elders to eat more shrimp, but look! My dad even said to me!!"

Li's mother glanced at Li's father.

"The old guy is quite good noodles?! What's wrong with my son making two shrimps?! That's cheap! Isn't it cheap to eat at home?! Do you have any opinions to tell me!"

“…”

Li’s father’s face turned greener!
To be continued...
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