Save the Bachelor of Heaven

  Chapter 157 157 [Li Wen's counterfeiting technique]

   "Go to hell, watch a movie~" Qiao Yingzi's face turned red, and she pushed Xiang Nan out coquettishly.

  Xiang Nan smiled, and continued watching the movie with Yingzi.

  To be honest, the plot of "Wu Shuang" is pretty good.

  As soon as the scene started, Guo Fucheng used fishbone as a paintbrush and the wall covering as paint, forcibly forged a stamp and sent a distress letter.

  This kind of fake technique is really eye-catching.

   "Is this okay?! It's amazing." Qiao Yingzi sighed.

   "It's really powerful." Xiang Nan nodded, this method of deception is indeed superb.

  The beginning is good, and the following plot is even better.

   Li Wen, played by Guo Fucheng, was extradited by the Xiangjiang police and returned to Hong Kong for trial, and asked him to confess his identity as the "painter" who is the leader of the counterfeit banknote gang.

  After a game, Li Wen finally opened his mouth and told them about the process of making counterfeit banknotes and the origin of the painter.

  To be honest, it was the first time that Xiang Nan knew how counterfeit banknotes were printed in this way.

   Watching banknotes being printed one by one, the visual impact is really shocking.

  The final plot reversal is even more surprising.

  It turned out that the so-called "painter" was simply fabricated by Li Wen. In fact, he was the real gang leader.

   It's just that when the police understood this, he had already fled.

  This scheming is really admirable.

  …

   After watching such a good movie, Xiang Nan felt that the ticket price of tens of yuan was not wasted, and it was worth the money.

   It's just that there are troubles if the movie is too good-looking.

  He originally wanted to have a good time with Yingzi, but because the movie was so good, the two of them were fascinated by watching it, and they didn't even have time to do "business", which is really a pity.

   "Oh, if I had known this, I would have chosen a bad movie." Xiang Nan couldn't help sighing.

   "Why, you have such a strong taste and like to watch bad movies?" Qiao Yingzi joked with a smile.

  Xiang Nan waved his hand and explained the reason.

   "Fang Hou'er, you are really getting more and more rascal." Qiao Yingzi blushed and teased coquettishly.

   "It's human nature to be lustful and admire Shaoai." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "If everyone wasn't a hooligan, the human race would have already been extinct."

   "A full stomach of nonsense." Qiao Yingzi said shyly.

   "Speaking of which, Li Wen's counterfeiting skills are really good. He can even make US dollar bills look like real ones. If I have this skill, I won't have to worry about it in this life." Xiang Nan praised.

   Li Wen's counterfeiting technology is at its peak. It is really amazing that he can make counterfeit banknotes that are more authentic than real ones.

   "That's right, you don't have to worry about being in prison, where you can eat and live." Qiao Yingzi laughed.

   "I just want to learn that craft." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be fake."

   With Li Wen's exquisite counterfeiting technology, once you travel to ancient times, when the anti-counterfeiting technology is not so advanced, you will be really invincible.

"Yeah, you have to learn it too." Qiao Yingzi laughed and complained, "Do you have a good foundation in painting? When you were in kindergarten, you didn't get a big red flower in art class, and you couldn't draw as well as I did. It looks good."

   "It may not be impossible." Xiang Nan smiled slightly.

  If he can receive Li Wen's mission, then it is possible to obtain this technology.

  …

  The two then went home together.

  In order to make up for the regret in the theater, the two secretly warmed up on the corner of the street before returning to the community.

   "Now you are as rascal as I am." Xiang Nan joked.

   "Go to hell, you brought me down." Qiao Yingzi said with a blushing face.

   Turning the other day, everyone is reviewing at home on Sunday, preparing for the midterm exam.

  Xiang Nandu was forced by Tong Wenjie to read his high school class notes.

   "Fanfan, mom knows that you have good grades, but this exam is very important. You should study and review, and don't be too complacent." She persuaded.

   "I already know all this knowledge, so besides wasting time, what's the point?" Xiang Nan said speechlessly.

  For him, these high school knowledge is as simple as one plus one equals two. I haven't heard of high school exams, and I have to read elementary school textbooks again.

   "Fanfan, this exam is a unified exam for the whole district..." Tong Wenjie persuaded again.

   "OK, OK, I'll see, I'll see, let me be quiet for a while." Xiang Nan felt a headache from her monk-like nagging, so he raised his hands in surrender.

   "That's right. Mom will prepare what you want for lunch." Tong Wenjie said happily when he saw his son submitting.

   "Duck." Xiang Nan nodded vigorously.

  …

   Turn around, the midterm exam.

  As soon as you enter the school, you can feel the chilling atmosphere of black clouds overwhelming the city, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.

  The students were all very nervous. Those who read books read books, those who recited questions recited the questions, and those who were not quick to sharpen their guns in front of the battle were exhausted, making the last effort for the exam.

  In comparison, Xiang Nan is much more leisurely.

   Take the original English version of "The Great Gatsby" and read it slowly.

  Speaking of which, Gatsby is really a tragedy. He was played and applauded by a green tea spirit, and he thought that he and himself were a pair of true love.

   "Hey, Fang Yifan, I want to discuss something with you." At this time, Wang Yidi who was behind lightly poked Xiang Nandao.

   "What's the matter?" Xiang Nan turned around and asked suspiciously.

   "When I take the exam later, can you put the paper you finished next to me so I can copy it." Wang Yidi lowered his voice.

   "Wang Yidi, it's not possible. This is just a mid-term exam, not a formal college entrance examination. It's useless for you to copy it." Xiang Nan said in puzzlement when he heard it.

  What's the use of copying mid-term exams? Apart from deceiving yourself, the school, and your parents, it has no practical value at all.

   "Why is it useless? If I fail in the exam, I will have to move from the sprint class to the parallel class." Wang Yidi said anxiously, "Are you willing to let me go?"

  Xiang Nan was taken aback, and glanced at her.

  Wang Yidi blushed, but still looked at Xiang Nan without blinking his eyes.

   "Okay. But be careful, don't be caught by the teacher." Xiang Nan nodded and said.

   "Yeah." Wang Yidi laughed happily when he heard it.

  …

  At nine o'clock, the midterm exam officially begins.

  The first subject is Chinese.

  Two pieces of modern Chinese reading, one piece of ancient Chinese reading, one piece of poetry appreciation, three silent writing of famous sentences, three word application questions, and the last composition.

  Among languages, mathematics, and biochemistry, Chinese is the weakest subject for Xiang Nan, and he hardly ever gets full marks in the exam.

   And he lost points, most of which were in reading comprehension and composition.

  Because of the Chinese exam, he also worked very hard and tried his best to be perfect.

  Especially for the final big composition, he was even more prepared to make an outline first, then start the draft, and only began to transcribe after everything was ready.

   And he also kept his promise and put all the written papers aside so that Wang Yidi could copy them later.

  (end of this chapter)