"Yes, Kexin-san, I can help you. Ding Weiwei glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang gratefully.

However, Tang Kexin quickly lost interest: "Forget it, let's talk about this later." ”

After returning to school and getting off the bus, Ding Weiwei came over with a sad face: "Big brother, how do I feel that Tang Kexin likes you a little!"

"Don't talk nonsense, how is this possible. ”

When he said this, Tang Kexin's face appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind.

To be honest, Tang Kexin is indeed very beautiful, but for Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is a man of two lives, he can't arouse any interest at all.

In his eyes, Tang Kexin is just a little girl.

"I didn't talk nonsense, she said she wanted you to help her improve her English scores, but when I wanted to help her, she ignored me. Ding Weiwei's face was unpleasant: "Don't forget what you promised me." ”

"You said a love letter, I can't forget it, I'll definitely give it to you tomorrow morning. ”

"Alright, I'll go back to the classroom first. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded and walked towards the office.

didn't take two steps, a figure suddenly blocked the way, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be Liu Wenwen.

She looked angry and glared at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked first.

"Something, let me ask you, do you like Tang Kexin, I can tell you, if you dare to fall in love, beware of me telling the teacher, don't forget, you are still a junior high school student. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't cry or laugh, what is this.

"Even if I like her, does it have anything to do with you?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said deliberately.

"Of course, because I don't allow you to like other girls. For some reason, Liu Wenwen's little face turned rosy, and she said in a commanding tone: "You are not allowed to associate with Tang Kexin in the future, do you hear?"

"Eldest sister, you have a little too much!"

"Hmph, I'm not sure it's not allowed, or you'll see. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible: "I know, don't get in my way, I still have something." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang planned to rush around him.

Liu Wenwen stretched out her hand to stop him: "My English is not good, help me improve." ”

"No problem. Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously spoke, but quickly reacted, hasn't this girl always hated herself and looked down on herself, what happened today?

Immediately, I figured it out......

Now it's recess, back to the classroom, I didn't expect the head teacher Sun Xuehui to be there.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang coming back, he laughed happily: "Okay, Xiaoqiang, I didn't expect you to really win the first place in the competition, now, I chatted with other class teachers, and I have the capital to brag, the competition held in the city, the first place is the student I taught, haha!"

"The main thing is that you teach well, teacher. ”

"Really good at talking!"

"Congratulations, tablemate. Wang Wenjing also said.

Smack!

At this time, the head teacher Sun Xuehui clapped his palms, so the eyes of the classmates were attracted.

Only then did Sun Xuehui speak: "I want to tell you a good news, Tang Kexin, a student in Class 6, will be transferred to our class tomorrow, and everyone will care about each other in life and help each other in learning in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Zhang Xiaoqiang, who frowned secretly, all the boys cheered.

She's a goddess!

It will be transferred to our class.

Not only is she beautiful, but her academic performance is also very good, so if you ask her questions you don't understand in the future, you can have more opportunities to get in touch!

"This ......" Liu Wenwen muttered secretly, and glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang: "It's good, why do you want to change classes?"

"Hey, Zhang Xiaoqiang, come here, I'll ask you something!"

The class bell rang at the right time, and Liu Wenwen had no choice but to give up.

As soon as the class bell rang, Liu Wenwen stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly ran out of the classroom, and waited for the class bell to ring, and then entered the classroom.

After school in the evening, Zhang Xiaoqiang also left the classroom quickly and did not give Liu Wenwen a chance to speak.

On the way home, Zhang Xiaoqiang kept thinking.

Tang Kexin suddenly changed classes, and he must have come for him.

I just don't understand, Tang Kexin has no reason, why can he confirm the transfer of shifts in such a short time?

Soon he thought that when he was in the theater, when Tang Xueming spoke, he always looked at Tang Kexin intentionally or unintentionally, plus the two had the same surname, could there be any kinship between the two?

Putting this aside, what is the biggest headache for Zhang Xiaoqiang now is that Tang Kexin is very likely to like him.

This is definitely not narcissism! Before Zhang Xiaoqiang crossed over, he had already graduated from college and entered the society, and he didn't know where to think about these girls' thoughts.

Thinking of Liu Wenwen's words and Ding Weiwei's request for him to help write love letters, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but pat his head, what a headache......

I have money in my pocket now, a prize of 10,000 for the competition, and a 300 manuscript fee from the supernatural world.

When passing by a supermarket, Zhang Xiaoqiang bought new clothes for his mother, and then kept a thousand, and gave the rest of the money to his mother.

Looking at the thick pile of money in her hand, her mother showed panic: "Xiaoqiang, you tell your mother the truth, where did this money come from, although our family is poor, but we also have to be poor and have backbone, we can't do things that hurt nature and reason!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed: "Mom, don't worry, didn't I tell you, did I go to participate in the competition these days, I won the first place, and all this money is a reward from the Education Bureau!"

"Really?" When Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, his mother was overjoyed.

Seeing that his mother was so happy, Zhang Xiaoqiang also took out the trophy and award certificate: "Mom, look!"

"Wow!" the old mother was overjoyed, carefully took the trophy and certificate, and then placed it in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

He also muttered: "My son is out, my son is out." ”

No matter whether they are rich or poor, which parent does not want their sons to become dragons and their daughters to become phoenixes.

Since the destruction of the family's orchard, my mother has never been so happy today!

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely get more honors to make you happy!"

......

At the same time, the editorial department of Singularity Fiction Network.

Editor-in-Chief's Office.

Maple Leaf pushed the door and walked in, and said to Frogfish: "Boss, I found the IP address of our website that was posted in Longkong. ”

"Have you found out who it is?" the frogfish looked up at him.

"......" Maple Ye paused and organized the language: "Do you remember last year, the Deadly Scholar posted a post in Longkong to promote the new book, and the IP we found this time is exactly the same as the one used by the Deadly Scholar." ”

Hearing this, the frogfish frowned.

"Chu Liu is just a newcomer, why did he do this?"

"Do you remember another time, because a reader commented on the book of the deadly scholar in Longkong, saying that several of his books are a routine, and one trick eats all over the world.

After the scholar learned about this, he started a scolding war with this reader, and the matter was in a uproar at the time...... Although the scholar who killed him is a great god writer, he is narrow-minded, and his new book in the sixth year of junior high school has a good score, and he has the momentum to surpass him......"

Hearing this, the frogfish waved his hand: "I know, this matter is over like this, don't make a noise, don't mention it to anyone, understand?"

"I see, Boss!"

Maple Leaf sighed secretly and turned to leave.

He understands that whether it is on the Singularity Novel Network or on other websites, the Deadly Scholar is a hot god writer.

Every book can bring a good return to the website.

Frogfish doesn't want to make any conflicts between the website and the deadly scholar because of this little thing.

Writing a book was originally a very elegant thing, but when did it become so gloomy.

Later, after thinking about it carefully, I understood that the purpose of the website is to make money, and to put it bluntly, opening a novel website is a business field.

Websites want to make money, and so do authors, which may be called business writing.