"Can you tell her to come out? We have been here for a while."
"Good, good."
When I entered the door and closed it, I rushed to the door of Bai Qiongyi's eldest sister Bai Qiongyi, just to see her open the door.
"Little guy, what's the matter?"
"A reporter outside is looking for you."
"what?!"
Bai Qiongyi picked up the knife in the room, and ran to the bathroom as the washbasin.
After a long dressing up, Bai Qiongyi once again appeared in front of my eyes, with a white glittering rose background.
Seeing Miss Bai walking in front of me, I had an inexplicable premonition. It was when the second Miss Bai, who was in her pajamas, followed behind her sleepily.
"Are you Miss Bai Qiongyi?"
"Yes, what are you?"
Although she was mentally prepared, Bai Qiongyi was still frightened by this formation. Although she was beautiful, she unexpectedly failed to take pictures.
"We are T city TV station. You must be passerby B. What do you think made you a writer?"
"Wait, how do you think I am the second passerby?"
Bai Qiongyi was confused, and the beautiful reporter produced a proof.
"We found in Nanfang Weekly that Passer B's address for contribution fees last year was your home, Ms. Bai Qiongyi, so don't pretend it anymore."
As soon as I heard this, I gritted my teeth, Lord Bai, Lord Bai, you can't eat this nest of grass if you really have inconvenience with your legs and feet! It's alright now, people have come to the door, and there are sparks in Miss Bai Er's eyes. If this goes on, there is a case, you will always wait for me to collect the corpse.
Sure enough, Miss Bai Qiongyi and Bai He backed with Bai He, closing the door, and then the famous Hedong Lion Roar.
"Old stuff!! Get out of me!!!"
"Yeah, who makes my granddaughter angry?"
I gave him this trick to get out of his flower shed. The old man praised this plastic greenhouse as a good thing as soon as he used it. No, there are hundreds of pots of various flowers in this small house. In the shed.
"Say! How can passer B's manuscript fee be sent to our house?! Who is passer B?"
The first half of the sentence is still hoarse, but the second half of the sentence has become soft. This woman is really fickle.
"Uh, last year, he was the grandson of my good friend. He was very cute. He said he was young, so he asked me to help him collect the manuscript fee so that the family would not know that it was the little things around you.
I am the sun! Lord Bai, you are really not loyal enough! The tiger stool of the Kuomintang reactionaries didn't let you speak. You always sold me this granddaughter's words!
"Passerby Yi Lu Ren can't do it!"
Bai Qiongyi looked at me pretending to be stupid and didn't believe it, but Bai He turned around and left.
Bai Qiongyi: "Hey, where are you going, Xiaohe?"
Bai He: "The idol's dream is broken and disillusioned, I will go to sleep."
Bai Qiongyi: "Then what should I do now? The reporters are all outside!"
Lord Bai: "Sell him."
Lord Bai, I hate you for selling me so thoroughly.
This old thing has no resistance at all in front of the granddaughters, he will answer whatever they ask. So the latest issue of Nanfang Weekly published the latest masterpiece of Passerby B, as well as the author’s embarrassed face. The editor and the reporter interviewed me together. At first they didn’t believe that I was Passerby B, but it was very Soon they were surprised at my age-less sophistication. To be honest, I don't think I have seen reporters blush for a long time.
As soon as the photo was posted, the young girl’s dream was shattered, and the young girl gave a high-five to celebrate the fall of his life’s greatest rival.
But it’s okay. It’s sold as soon as it is sold. Although this little face was sold a bit early, but the saying goes, it’s all going to be sold anyway, so what's the point
Bai He is still lukewarm to me, but she is now responsible for the various pen pal letters sent to me unexpectedly and skillfully after handling stamps. I think in her eyes, the fire from raising the stove this winter is indispensable.
In the same month, the article "2086 AD" was published in the magazine at the same time. At this time, there was no article with such a dark ending in the Chinese literary world. Naturally, it was a mess. After learning about the age of the author, the old scholars who had been arguing about this all cried and screamed that Chinese education is dead, I thought, didn't it
But if you want to go back and talk about it, there are things you should do or do.
At the end of the month, Nanfang Weekly published an article "Carrot and Pit" by Anonymous, which satirized the so-called truth and cruel reality of the old scholars. This article was naturally uproar, and the result was that not only the family knew it. Even teachers who never read books know about it.
The head teacher was naturally very dissatisfied at the beginning. He claimed that I was so impure and wanted to make me apologize for the report, but I was too lazy to pay attention to him. .
The head teacher was obviously unsatisfied, so he contacted my parents, but the two of them were shocked when they saw my stuff. I think their brains can't turn around for a while.
However, my grandpa supported me unexpectedly. He also said that I grabbed the tip of the pen and the doctor's hat when I was on the anniversary. It would be good not to be a doctor and to be a writer when I grow up. I am not a man or a man. This is his old man. For my opinion.
With the support of grandpa, the four uncles suddenly understood that they should be in the trench, so the head teacher had no choice but to shake her fat and leave the Zhang family. And the parents didn’t say much. Although they still had some criticisms about my bad attitude towards the teacher, they didn’t happen. After all, the lure of a lucrative business in front of them was far more famous than their son. The author wants to come big.
In this case, I don't pay attention to those old scholars at all.
People are small and thick-skinned, and sometimes they really don't suffer.
New Year’s Day has passed. On the first Sunday of the new semester, I just issued a statement of suspension of writing. I had nothing to do. Homework has always been a 30-minute task, and the copying homework, which is purely a waste of time, started in the second half of last year. I didn't arrange it for me, because the pen characters I wrote were better than those written by the fat teacher. I guess the reason she didn't let me copy was because she was afraid that the characters I wrote would hit her already fragile heart.
The question about 2086 is really easy to say. The fat teacher has gladly accepted the title of me as a genius young writer as a genius young writer enlightenment class teacher and a lot of reputation with rising tuition fees like a wolf like a tiger. Equal sign, only fools are unhappy.
The certificates of the early shop were quickly completed by a protégé of Mr. Bai. He also took care of the decoration and other tasks. To put it simply, he did everything he could except that he didn't know how to do it earlier.
By the way, his name is Shen Mingxiang. In my memory, this person is also a strong person. The fourth uncle fought with him to grab the noodle market for ten years. In the end, he ended up with his shop going abroad. It is said that it was His girlfriend abroad urged him out.
The businessman’s vision is not wrong even if it’s a decade backwards. As soon as he heard that he had to get the goods from Zhang Xingguo earlier, as the head of the store, he immediately understood everything, and this person also ordered a copy of It seems to me that there is already a perfect menu. Such a strong person would be a disciple of Lord Bai. Thinking of it, there are some incredible things. I can't think of being able to get such a big help. At the beginning, the two Zhangs As soon as my sister left and grew old, I thought to myself that without the cousin who was as capable and eloquent as the Zhou brothers, I really didn't know what to do next, and I almost got her hair white.