The days of being a writer in a different world

"Teacher, teacher... I like it very much! Thank you." He Wan held the enlightening paper, a faint lotus fragrance refreshed her heart, she couldn't hold back her tears, and burst out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me You are laughing."

She loves words, loves to arouse words, sway the meaning of words, and smear out the magnificent feeling of her own world.She also fought for it, worked hard for it, and tried her best to turn her hard work into a thin spiritual book. Even if she only helped a few children, she felt that this life was worth it, so worth it!

It is not without regret that she can no longer take writing as her main job. She dedicated her love for writing and all her heart and soul to the children in the class.She also thought that when her head was full of gray hair, a group of successful children would come to visit with flowers, and the peaches and plums would not say a word, and they would make their own way.

However, He Wan never thought that the day of spiritual harvest would come so early.Received such a beautiful gift, will be so happy to cry.

"Don't cry, women look like cats when they cry." Cheng Chen had nothing to do with the girl's tears.

"Xiao He, you see, this gift is of course for you, but the spirit scroll is also the educational achievement of our Longchuan, which can encourage future generations. This is so buried in a personal place for collection! Don't you think so?" Principal Hu spoke earnestly and sincerely, "The child is not sensible, so you should do a good job in guiding and educating him!"

He Wan wiped away her tears in embarrassment, smiled through tears, pulled Cheng Chen, and whispered in his ear: "Cheng Chen, you give the paper to the teacher, can you trust the teacher and let the teacher handle it?"

"I gave it to you, it was originally yours." Cheng Chen also laughed, what kind of kind-hearted girl in the second year of middle school can do anything?He was also curious.

Teacher He took a deep look at the child and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

She raised her slender eyebrows, stared at her dark eyes, put her hands on her waist, and posed for an elite teapot, facing the kind-faced Vice President Hu.

Cheng Chen suddenly felt a chill, and a wave of malice that he often felt during supermarket sales, Papa Ma's Singles' Day, etc. came to his face - there was a murderous look!He subconsciously covered his small purse.

Facts have proved that women have a god-given spiritual bonus when shopping and bargaining. They can walk in high-heeled shoes for five hours without panting and then bargain for three hours, just for a favorite bag.When she casually points this talent to the skill of raising prices, it is not something that a mere middle-aged and half-bald little vice-principal can match—even if her daily personality is a gentle, kind, and occasionally passionate young female teacher.

"26! It can't be more!" President Hu was annoyed as he wiped his oil and sweat. If he had known that the little girl Tan Qian could transform into a tyrannosaurus female, he would have sent this girl to the administrative department to negotiate with people. up.

"Deal!" Satisfied with getting the right price, Teacher He carefully rolled up the paper reluctantly and handed it to Principal Hu.

"Cheng Chen, the teacher is very grateful for your kindness. Thank you for writing me such a beautiful fairy as He Xiangu. As long as I have one ten-thousandth of her, the teacher will be satisfied. I also hope that your spirit scroll can stay Our Longchuan collection hall allows generations of Longchuan people and latecomers to admire our masterpieces of Cheng Chen. There, it will also be treated and protected better.

Your heart, the teacher has been treasured in the bottom of my heart.Thanks! "

He Wan smiled and compared a cute heart to her chest, and then whispered to Cheng Chen: "Our Longchuan is rich, we don't lie to nothing, we put it in the collection hall, we can gain both fame and fortune, how good is it?!

Well, as for the 26 yuan given by President Hu, the teacher would like to ask for your opinion. Can you, can you donate a small part of it to the 'Young Seedling Fund'? "

"Youth Fund?"

"Yes, you know that there are many, many children in our world. Even if they can be born, they can't get enlightenment in time. The government's public welfare is always limited, and there are too many children who need better help. The 'Youth Fund' is It is set up for children from difficult families who have not been able to enlighten their spirits for more than three years. It is hoped that more children can survive and persist until the day of enlightenment.

Even if it's a drop in the bucket, always give it a try.The teacher is also a volunteer of this fund. The accounts of the fund are very open and transparent. There is a special website on the Internet to make public, which can guarantee the safety of funds to the greatest extent.

Of course, this income is yours, you are fully qualified and have the right to make decisions at your own discretion, the teacher just raised a small hope. "

Teacher He kept speaking in a quieter voice, feeling a little uneasy and ashamed, but still looking at him hopefully.

Vice-principal Hu also nodded, and said: "Youth Fund is still a fairly formal 'civil organization', if you want to donate, there is no big problem."

Shock!The students in Group B of Longchuan answered the spiritual scrolls in the examination room, and the school bought back the "Little Green Seedlings" enthusiastically and donated to them—Vice Principal Hu was already thinking about the headline topic in his mind.

"Teacher, I gave you the gift, and all the proceeds in return will be at your disposal. If you must ask me, it's okay to donate all of it. Don't forget, I am a local tyrant primary school student in Group B, and I am not short of money!"

"Hmm! Good boy." He Wan smiled with crooked eyebrows, nodded vigorously, and raised her hand to stroke Cheng Chen's soft black hair. Unknowingly, the child has grown up!

"Hmm! Wait, principal, I still need to make up a few words on the paper." Cheng Chen took the paper, took out a pen and wrote on the front of the paper: I would like to dedicate this article to my warm, kind and lovely He He. Teacher Wan, may she be as pure and fragrant as a lotus forever.

Looking at this line of words, He Wan felt: It's over!I'm about to burst into tears again.

Watching the close teacher and student go away, Hu Yuanlue slowly took out a business card that he had obtained with difficulty from a hidden drawer, and picked up the phone microphone.

The business card is made of light green thick cardboard, lined with a very light gold thread, revealing an antique luxury in a low-key way.In the corner, there is a silhouette of a literati in ancient robes and ancient costumes drawn in white and ink, standing alone, inviting cups to the moon.

In the middle, there is only one cursive character - "Yue".

Below it is a line of small handheld phone numbers.No titles, addresses or whatever.

"Hello? Hello, Mr. Yue, sorry to bother you. My surname is Hu. I am the administrative vice principal of Longchuan School in Lizhou. There is a classmate named Cheng Chen..."

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Yue Jun hung up the phone and sat in the study for a long time thinking.He hasn't heard about that child for a long, long time. Is it five years or seven years?

Pressing the beeper, he said, "Anzi, let Ayan come to me. Immediately!"

More than half an hour later, the door of the study was kicked hard with a "touch!", and then there was another scream, and the door was opened in a regular manner.

"My feet, my feet! Big Brother, when did your door be covered with iron? It's so pitiful! It must be An Zi, right, this kid..." Sweating profusely, he hurried back from the hot naked party The third son of the Yue family——Yue Yan was so painful that he clutched his feet and jumped, his new Italian haute couture lambskin boots!His feet ah ah ah!

Yue Jun silently signed the last document, and casually explained to his younger brother: "Anzi said that you don't have enough pocket money this month, so you won't have to pay for another door."

"Ah! He knows all of this! He has been in the CIA, right? But, boss! The pocket money is really little, too little, very little! Boss, give me some more, that kid Wufeng bought a new 58-foot boat." Great White Shark', our old Yue family can't be ashamed, your sailing number is big, it's old-fashioned in what age..."

"One more thing, next month's dividends will be deducted." Yue Jun raised his fingers and propped himself on the desk, looking at his younger brother who was about to turn [-] and acted cutely.

Yue Yan's eyes were wide open, his mouth was tightly shut, and two thin white fingers were crossed on his mouth, for fear of missing a word.Hair can be messed up, shoes can be broken, and money cannot be broken!

"Clean up and go to Lizhou, Anzi will be with you."

"Ah?! Lizhou? What are you doing? Cheng... No, why did you suddenly think of asking someone to go there? I am so busy that I have hundreds of thousands of people every minute, let the second child go, anyway, he has a The vice president is fine."

"People who spend hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute, don't talk too much in front of me. You can go if you are told!" Yue Jun glanced at him and waved his hand, signaling Xiao Yanzi to retreat.

Yue Yan returned to the house with his head drooping, the boss' imperial decree had been issued, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Lizhou... This lousy place that made him loathe and feel sad!

"...Brother asked you to go to Lizhou! He is crazy...huh!" Cen Fanghua sat firmly in front of the mahogany dressing table, carefully sketching her curved eyebrows, and her bright red and moist lips spoke harsh words. Still dare not disrespect the boss of the Yue family who is in charge of the family's power of life and death.

"I asked you to go to Lizhou to let the weasel visit the chicken? Hehe, this joke has made me laugh for a year! You men who are out of the family are interesting, really interesting. Brotherly love, wearing a pair of shabby..."

"Shut up! Look at your face, you are able to stay in my Yue family because of the [-] generations of ancestors who burned countless high incense. Anyway, I hate seeing each other, so I won't hinder your eyes! Cheng Rou is more like you than you!" Woman." Yue Yan's brain was burning with fire, and he went out bald with a hurtful word.

He looked at his wife's pale but delicately made-up face, tears streaming down his face, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.Annoyed, he grabbed his hair and slammed the door out.

"Yuejia, Yuejia... A man who goes away has a heart like a stone! Amu, I shouldn't have disobeyed you."

Cen Fanghua turned around after a while, staring at the still young beauty in the mirror, muttering to herself.Gently wiped away the wet tears from makeup, and picked up the eyebrow pencil again.

Disgusted with each other, unwilling to give up.

What's more...she still has a son, the only grandson of his Laoyue family's generation!

Why do you want to withdraw?Why let?Why endure? !Just because, even if he is as powerful as Yue Jun, he is just a waste that can't lay eggs!After a hundred years, this pang-like and ancient Yue family——is in the pocket of her son, Cen Fanghua!