After dinner, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed into the bedroom and began to code.

After the 8,000-word update was completed, I looked at the total number of words, and it was already more than 200,000 words, and when it reached 300,000 words, it could be put on the shelves.

According to the current data, for a pure newcomer, the collection is more than 40,000, which is definitely an explosive data.

For this, Zhang Xiaoqiang also wants to thank the person who slandered him in Longkong.

Without his support, the badass would not have been able to achieve such outstanding results.

Log in to TT and see the message sent by the blue bird.

"In March, a copy of your ID card and household registration book was sent to me, as well as your manuscript.

In addition, every Sunday night, we hold an online writing salon, and experienced editors will guide newcomers on how to write good articles, if you are interested, you can come and listen. ”

"Okay, big. ”

After Zhang Xiaoqiang sent this message, he went to sleep, as for the writing salon, he was not interested in it at all.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaoqiang came to school.

Before he walked into the classroom, Ding Weiwei greeted him: "Big brother, have you finished writing the love letter?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot, don't worry, I'll definitely hand it over to you tonight's self-study. ”

"Oh well. Ding Weiwei sighed: "Have you heard, Tang Kexin has transferred to your class, okay, why does she have to change classes?"

"Oh, yes? I don't know!"

Afraid that Ding Weiwei would have some misunderstanding, Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "Aren't you in the second class next door to us? ”

"Big brother, you and Tang Kexin are in the same class, and I always feel that she changed classes because of you. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang "......"

......

When I returned to the classroom, I saw Tang Kexin inside.

And there is a large circle of boys around her.

A few with good grades took bread and mineral water, and asked for warmth.

"Tang Kexin, are you hungry, thirsty?"

A few poor students with bad grades: "Goddess, how to do this question, I don't understand, you can tell me about it!"

The drunkard doesn't mean to drink, the little Jiujiu in the hearts of these male classmates is obvious.

As for those girls, they showed envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

"Annoying, you guys are like this, how can I still study?"

In the face of these boys' indifferent dedication, Tang Kexin was a little angry: "Please stay away from me, okay?!"

"Well, tell me when you're hungry, the bread and sausages are for you!"

"Tell me when you're thirsty, this bottle of juice I just bought. ”

"Goddess, you must help me solve this math problem when you have time. ”

“......”

For these words, Tang Kexin turned a deaf ear.

got up and walked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, what you promised me, do you count?"

As soon as these words came out, many male classmates looked at them, with doubts and anger in their eyes.

What did Zhang Xiaoqiang promise her?

Also, the goddess doesn't care about anyone, why did she take the initiative to talk to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"You mean your English!" Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed, and it was not easy to refuse: "Okay, I'll tutor you when I have time, now I'm going to read." ”

"Well, we'll be a class from now on. Tang Kexin smiled sweetly and returned to his position.

Around, dozens of sharp eyes have swept in.

"Oh my God, the goddess actually asked Zhang Xiaoqiang to tutor her in English!"

"I'll go, I knew I would have learned English well!"

“......”

Listening to the discussions of the male classmates around him, Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly took out a pen and paper, and then helped Ding Weiwei write a love letter.

His purpose is very simple, he just wants to distance himself from Tang Kexin.

After the morning reading class, he went to the sixth class of junior high school and gave the written love letter to Ding Weiwei.

Ding Weiwei couldn't wait, for fear that Tang Kexin would refuse, so he took advantage of lunch time to put the love letter in Tang Kexin's stationery box.

After lunch, Tang Kexin came back.

She is a member of the Qingcao Literature Society, which recently had a solicitation for manuscripts such as poetry and prose, and every member had to participate.

Tang Kexin hasn't started writing yet, and plans to take advantage of this time to finish the manuscript.

She already had an idea in mind, and she planned to write a modern poem.

When I opened the stationery box, I found a stack of boxy paper inside.

Without even thinking about it, she knew that it was a love letter, and she received too much.

"It's boring!"

Muttered, I wanted to throw the love letter in the trash.

But out of curiosity, she decided to open it and take a look.

Unfold the love letter, and the block letters on it are vigorous and powerful, chic and natural.

Suddenly Tang Kexin's eyes lit up.

Gently I go, as softly I came;

I beckoned softly to the clouds of the western sky.

The golden willow on the bank of the river is the bride in the sunset;

The bright shadows in the sparkling waves ripple in my heart.

The green wattles on the soft mud are swaggering at the bottom of the water;

I beckoned softly to the clouds of the western sky.

The golden willow on the bank of the river is the bride in the sunset;

The bright shadows in the sparkling waves ripple in my heart.

......

By the time Tang Kexin finished reading, he was already deeply immersed in it.

This love letter is not only rhyming and melodic, but also has a flowing and free demeanor......

When I came back to my senses, the love letter was followed by Ding Weiwei's name.

I didn't expect his writing to be so good.

immediately went to the sixth class of junior high school and found Ding Weiwei.

Ding Weiwei was a little excited: "Have you read the love letter I gave you?"

"Look, Ding Weiwei, are you interested in joining our Qingcao Literature Club?"

"Huh?" Obviously, Ding Weiwei hadn't reacted yet.

"Your modern poem is very well written, I am a member of the Qingcao Literature Society, and I would like to invite you to join our Qingcao Literature Society. ”

"Okay, I'll join. ”

As soon as he heard that Tang Kexin was also in the literary club, Ding Weiwei hurriedly agreed.

In this way, there will be more opportunities to contact the goddess in the future.

"Does this poem have a name?" Tang Kexin asked again.

Ding Weiwei scratched his hair embarrassedly: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

Tang Kexin nodded: "You want a name, and then tell me, the Literature Club is soliciting manuscripts recently, and I plan to submit your poem, maybe I can win an award!"

"Okay, Kexin, you see our ......"

Without waiting for Ding Weiwei to finish speaking, Tang Kexin interrupted him: "Okay, tell me when you think about it, I'll go back first." ”

Watching Tang Kexin leave, Ding Weiwei was overjoyed, although it seemed that Tang Kexin hadn't agreed yet, it was better than throwing his love letter directly last time.

And also invited him to join the literary club, this is developing in a good way, after joining the literary club, there is no chance of contact.

Brother Qiang is really powerful, a love letter will finish the goddess.

was worried that Tang Kexin would know something, so he waited for the end of school, and Ding Weiwei stopped Zhang Xiaoqiang on his way home: "Big brother, what is the name of the poem you wrote?"

"Goodbye Cambridge, what's wrong?"

"It's okay!" Ding Weiwei smiled and told Tang Kexin about looking for him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was a lot relieved after hearing this, if he could transfer Tang Kexin's gaze to Ding Weiwei's side, then he would be much cleaner.