Before the body began to develop, his wife was first taken by his father to upgrade his personal qualifications.

However, Lin Miao was very calm, not noisy, not crying, not screaming, and accepted this reality lightly.

It's not heartache, it's really not heartache at all.

Even if the Santana in '95 is not cheap, a car will cost about 100,000 yuan, which is equivalent to the salary income of ordinary employees of ordinary public institutions for half a lifetime, but so what? Anyway, Lao Lin is now so red and purple that he is smoking, and he is only 100,000 yuan, and he can earn it back in minutes, so what is there to worry about?

As for using this money to buy a house, the house bought for 100,000 yuan can be sold for more than 1 million yuan in the future, which is equivalent to the salary income of ordinary workers of ordinary public institutions for most of their lives, but so what? At most, they will come back after three months after sealing the pen?

I don't have an ID anyway.

I don't have a bank account anyway.

Anyway, this money is in Lao Lin's hands, and it is impossible to expect him to invest it, even if it is used to sleep with a young woman from a good family, Lao Lin will not have any thoughts of making money. So instead of really letting Lao Lin spend money to sleep in a good house, it is more cost-effective to buy a car, so that I can also get a little benefit. Besides, Lao Lin is also a well-known writer in the country, so it's not too much to have a car, right? Yes, it's not too much, it's really not too much.

I'm fine, I'm not distressed at all, I'm not crying, I'm not tearing in my eyes......

Lin Miao clutched her chest, stood on the balcony for half an hour without speaking, watching the cars coming and going, and in thirty minutes, a total of 22 private cars with non-public license plates passed by Xicheng Street, and she was finally relieved.

"It seems that there are actually a lot of fools who spend a lot of money to buy a car these days......" Lin Miao muttered, seeing a Santana that old Lin had in mind driving into the community. Then, a few minutes later, the doorbell rang.

At around 8:40 in the morning, Jiang Ping had already gone to work, and by the way, she also took Li Xiao to the street.

Lao Lin has long been dressed in a straight suit and ready to go.

Ding Shaoyi shouted downstairs, and Lin Miao and Lao Lin immediately went downstairs.

Lao Lin was full of red light, and shook hands with Ding Shaoyi.

The young driver who drove for Ding Shaoyi hurriedly got out of the car, opened the car door for Lao Lin with a look of adoration, and shouted, "Teacher Lin!"

However, Lao Lin didn't care about this kind of worship of passers-by, so he hummed lightly, touched Lin Miao's head, and said in a very doting tone: "Little rabbit, get in the car." ”

Lin Miao smelled the strong smell of gasoline and couldn't care about the "little rabbit" anymore.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, took out the plum, tore open the package, stuffed two into his mouth, puffed out one of his cheeks on both sides, sat in with a solemn expression, and then quickly rolled down the window.

The four of them sat down.

Ding Shaoyi rushed to the back seat and drove Lin Guorong to the passenger seat.

The car reversed and drove out of the community.

Ding Shaoyi looked at Lin Miao's puffed mouth, smiled, and asked nonsense: "Miao Miao is motion sickness?"

Lin Miao didn't even dare to nod her head, looked out of the car, and was expressionless: "Hmm." ”

The young driver answered excitedly and said, "Children, you will often ride in the car in the future, and you will gradually stop getting motion sickness." Your father is so good, the family will definitely buy his own car in the future......"

Lin Miao cast a cold gaze at the young man: "Don't talk to me, if I vomit in the car, you will definitely be unlucky." ”

Xiao Young suddenly looked in pain.

Lao Lin and Ding Shaoyi leaned forward and leaned back with laughter.

Ding Shaoyi said to Lao Lin with a pun: "Lao Lin, I think Miao Miao will be able to come out of the blue in a few years, when are you going to hand over the baton to him?"

Although Lao Lin's cultural level is not high, he can still understand this kind of low-level wit, and replied with a smile: "I also want to hand over the baton early, but the child is so young now, it is impossible for him to grow up overnight, right?"

"That's true, but the conditions are also created!" Ding Shaoyi continued to play dumb riddles with Lao Lin that only the young driver in the whole car could not understand, "I saw a news in the United States yesterday that an eight-year-old child wrote a fairy tale book, Miao Miao can also try it." ”

Lin Miao couldn't help but ask, "What level is that book?"

Ding Shaoyi thought for a while and replied, "It's probably the level of writing in the third or fourth grade of primary school." ”

Lin Miao swallowed her saliva and complained hard: "Then I'd better not try it yet, I can't do that kind of low-end operation anymore......"

Xiao Young understood this sentence, and couldn't help but ask excitedly and curiously: "Little friend, do you also want to write a book?"

Lin Miao: "I don't want to write a book, I want to vomit, do you want to read it?"

The young driver smiled, smiling not only reluctantly, but also desperately.

Talking about writing a book, Ding Shaoyi immediately thought of Lin Miao's essay contest again, and asked: "Miao Miao, I heard from your principal Miao, you still participate in your school's competition, do you want to win two awards?"

Lin Miao shook her head slightly, her stomach began to rebel, and she didn't dare to speak more.

Lao Lin was interested, and asked, "Can you still win two awards at once?"

"Theoretically, it shouldn't work. Ding Shaoyi explained with a smile, "There is an allocation quota for this award-winning place, and there are about three places in a prefecture-level city on average, and there should only be two in Dongou City." Although Miao Miao was sent by me, the quota still has to be occupied, and I want to win two awards, unless I give another quota in our city to Miao Miao. But this thing is not easy to do, there are so many leaders in the city, and there are many children in the family who are still in elementary school, and they are about to break their heads internally, so they can't let Miao Miao take advantage of all the benefits, right? ”

Lao Lin smiled, and his tone was as relaxed as eating: "It's not easy for my son to win the provincial first prize?"

Ding Shaoyi reminded: "The number of first prizes in the province is less than the first prize in the country, and there are up to 5 in a province, and if you count all Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, there will be 150 places." The total number of national first prizes can be about 200 people. ”

Lao Lin was confused when he heard this, and asked: "The first prize of the province is less than the first prize of the country, how is this calculated?"

Ding Shaoyi explained: "The total number of winners of the first, second and third prizes in the national competition every year does not exceed 1,000, and the ratio is 2 to 3 to 5. In addition to those who went up through the first-level competition, there are many children like Miao Miao who entered the finals in advance to get a place to win a prize, but some of them purely rely on their relationships to gild their past.

Therefore, the number of children who go through the formal process is less than the total number of people who can win the award, and the children who can win the first prize in the province generally enter the finals, at least the second prize in the country, like the children in Qujiang Province who win the first prize in the province, and will generally be the first prize after entering the national finals.

In general, there are black-box operations in this competition, but if you really want to get a good ranking, you still have to look at the level. "National Primary School Students' Selected Essays" is published once a year, and not all those who won the first prize can be selected. If you want to print it in the book, it must be about the top 80% of the first prize, and about 20% of the children will be eliminated......"

Lao Lin nodded when he heard this.

Ding Shaoyi smiled again and asked Lin Miao, "Miao Miao, do you have the confidence to win the provincial first prize first?"

Lin Miao's face turned pale, and he answered the question: "Stop." ”