It wasn't until a classmate from the outside class came to Wu Tao for an autograph with a brand-new bosom friend magazine that he knew how much impact his publication had been.

But he is not used to this kind of attention, let alone enjoyment.

Fortunately, he estimated that the shipments of bosom friends in Binhu District should be very limited, and this kind of attention will not last long.

However, this time he was wrong.

Even if you don't have a bosom friend magazine, there are other things that you can sign and have to sign, such as classmates.

The first one to be recorded by her classmates was a freckled girl, she was very nervous, but full of expectations.

The crimson cheeks are full of portrayals of courage.

"Wu Tao, classmate for three years, can you leave me a word?"

Wu Tao was stunned, after being reborn, he has been racing against time to rewrite his fate, but he ignored that this is a season of parting.

After a minimum of 16 days and a month at the longest, these faces around them will be permanently sealed in memory.

Including the freckled girl in front of her.

One separation, that is, eternity.

And now is the last time they will spend together.

After three years of getting along day and night, the laughter and laughter of the past converged into a jubilant song, echoing in my mind, over and over again.

Rich melancholy.

Only with good expectations for the future can we dilute it.

Ten years, twenty years, and then we'll see you again.

At that time, you and I at that time will miss us when we were young at this moment......

Just when Wu Tao lost his mind, the girl silently took away the notebook. She thought that Wu Tao's silence was cold and refusal. She was very sad, but she did not dare to show it on her face, and she was very disappointed, but she did not dare to say it.

"Wait!"

The freckled girl's deep eyes turned bright.

"Zhang Yan, I haven't written it yet, why did you take it?"

"I thought ......" In Zhang Yan's snorting voice, Wu Tao swayed freely in his pen: "I remember that you were the first classmate I knew on the day I registered, and your smile was as gorgeous as a flower of friendship at that time, and it will always be remembered in my ......heart."

Zhang Yan suddenly muttered excitedly: "You remember, you still remember......"

"Of course I remember!" Wu Tao signed the name and happily handed the book back to the other party.

A small spark instantly ignited the enthusiasm of boys and girls. Everyone took out all kinds of exquisite classmates and generously handed them to friends and friends to write, or doodle......

However, Wu Tao's location is always the most popular corner in the class.

With Zhao Li's temperament, she should take on the important task of maintaining order. She held a fragrant bamboo fan in one hand to fan Wu Tao while checking for him.

"What kind of broken book are you, this is the autograph of the future great writer! Go back and change it!"

"You can't do this!"

The boy of the dwarf winter melon said timidly: "Sister, this book is brand new, and it cost me five yuan, why not?"

Zhao Li crossed her slender waist and glared angrily: "You cover girl is too revealing!"

"Ah......h

Until Shen Bohong walked into the classroom with a gloomy face, everyone immediately dispersed, and the noisy classroom immediately quieted down.

"Hand in me all the magazines that were circulated just now!"

It's okay to sign the classmates, but the stall that circulates magazines is fine.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen bosom friends were handed in.

Lao Shen took a look, and it was all the May 1995 issue. His brows suddenly wrinkled, there are at most four or five books on weekdays, but this time it is a bit much!

Could it be that the high school entrance examination is approaching, and these little rabbit cubs are all relaxed in advance and resigned to fate?

With doubts, Lao Shen casually opened one of them, and the eye-catching creases made him turn to the cover article for the first time.

[Standing at the crossroads of fate: choice is more important than hard work]

Author: The sound of the waves is still the same. Wu Tao's handwritten name was signed next to him, and looking at the imprint, it was obvious that he had just signed it not long ago.

Open the second book, the same is true.

It wasn't until he finished flipping through more than a dozen books that Lao Shen found that Wu Tao's name was written on them. I think of what my proud student once said. A bold idea came to mind, could it be that he changed his mind after reading this article?

However, it is not true.

Because when Wu Tao changed the volunteer, this magazine had not yet been released!

Could it be that he wrote this article? Thinking of the recent surge in the level of the other party's writing, all of which have reached the standard of model essays, Shen Bohong became more and more determined.

"Wu Tao, you come out with me!"

The corner of the wall outside the door.

"That article came from you?"

Wu Tao nodded.

Shen Bohong was greatly excited, but at the same time he couldn't help but worry: "I have no objection to you writing an article like this, but if it affects the results of the high school entrance examination, then I must remind you to pay attention to distinguishing priorities!"

"I know, Mr. Shen, it didn't take much time to write the article, and the magazine also passed the first draft. ”

"That's good, I'll see your performance in the high school entrance examination in two weeks!"

The two returned to the classroom, and Shen Bohong took the top book and said, "The rest, claim it yourself." With that, he left with his hands behind his back.

Watching the old class leave was in a good mood, and the class fell into a boil again.

At the same time, Jiangcheng Magazine.

Wang Chao hurriedly walked into the editor-in-chief's room, handed over a report and said: "Editor-in-chief, the distribution situation of this issue is somewhat beyond expectations. ”

Hu Xunbi glanced at the report and said: "It's just that five percent of the areas are out of stock, which is within the normal range." ”

"But the out-of-stock areas are all developed coastal cities or provincial capitals, which are very regular. ”

After being mentioned by his subordinates, Hu Xun stood up and said: "Contact the printing house immediately and print 10 percent!"

"Yes, I'll do it. ”

The quiet long street, clear moonlight, only a few game rooms and video rooms are faintly lit.

An Rong held Wu Tao's arm, and her sweet face was full of comfort.

The empty straight road made the two of them taste like the eighteen bends of the mountain road.

Because it goes a little longer.

"What do you want to do in the future, great writer?"

Wu Tao shook his head with a smile.

"Why?" An Rong was puzzled, and her pretty face was full of seriousness: "With the potential you are showing now, you can completely rely on this industry to eat, and you can earn a lot of money." ”

Wu Tao looked at the vast night sky, and his tone was leisurely and casual: "When I was a child, I wanted to be a scientist to change the world, and later, I also thought about being a policeman and a soldier to maintain world peace...... It wasn't until later that I realized that I couldn't change anything in this world, and the only thing I could do was to take care of myself and the people I cared about. ”

“…… So I'll do a lot for them. For example, use the manuscript fee to do business and open a company to make a lot of money. It's the best of times, it's the worst of times, and we can't afford to let it down!"