Chapter 684: High School Flowers
My parents were really surprised, they didn't expect to send back 6,000 yuan to their homes just a few days ago, why did they get back more than 19,000 yuan in just a few days.
"Anti-inflammatory, did you do something bad outside?"
Mom and Dad will be suspicious, not without reason.
But Xiao Yan smiled and said: "No, you can take this money, this is what I earned with blood and sweat." ”
"But, it's only been less than a month, what kind of work are you doing, and you can earn so much money?"
But when Xiaoyan heard this, he was extremely bitter in his heart, for their second elder, because it was the real world, it was only a few days, but for Xiaoyan, he had spent most of the year in another world.
"Write, you know, your son is now on fire, and he is a great writer. When Xiao Yan said this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad when I thought of my own achievements I saw last night.
Everyone has dreams, and those that are out of reach are dreams.
Like his dream of being a great writer, like the person he likes, Li Yayi's dream.
Although parents still don't believe it, how can it be possible to earn tens of thousands of yuan by writing anti-inflammatory?
However, the anti-inflammatory is determined, that's it, they don't know much about online writers, so they don't make any more remarks, which can be regarded as roughly agreeing with anti-inflammatory.
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The night passed quickly.
I don't know if it's in this real world, these 2 days are really stressful, so I slept very comfortably in my hometown on the second night of anti-inflammatory.
In this room where I slept from childhood to adulthood, looking at the celebrity posters posted on the wall when I was a child, and the love letters secretly written during school in the drawer, I probably remember that there was a high school girl at that time, whose name was Nie Xiaoqian, and the heroine in "A Chinese Ghost Story" had the same name, so I quickly recalled it.
Among them, there was a love letter written to her, but she was returned by others, because there was a paragraph from her on it, and the pen writing was very beautiful [I just want to study hard now, if there is a fate, I will meet again in the future].
It is because of this passage that the anti-inflammatory is treasured to this day.
It's a little ridiculous to think about the past when you were a student...
This night, it is rare to forget everything and sleep very comfortably.
When I woke up on the third day, it was almost 11 o'clock at noon.
"This lazy sleep is really..."
Anti-inflammatory, he himself is a little powerless to complain.
However, when I thought that today was the last day, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart, even if I wanted to break 1 minute as 2 minutes, but the time passed very quickly.
Looking back, it was already the last day.
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At noon, my mother killed an old hen and stewed soup to reduce inflammation.
Because he came back suddenly yesterday, he didn't say hello in advance, otherwise, he would have been ready to reduce inflammation last night.
Xiao Yan drank the delicious and familiar chicken soup, looked at everything familiar to his hometown, and thought that after today, he would have to be forced to go to another world to struggle for survival, he felt a sour feeling in his heart, and he had the urge to cry.
But in the end, he endured it, and when he finished drinking, he stretched out the bowl.
"Mom, bring me another bowl. ”
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In the afternoon, Xiao Yan led his sister who had been pestering him, with the big black dog at home, to go to the house for four turns, after all, the countryside is different from the city, mountainous and multi-placed, although the transportation is inconvenient, and there is a lack of a lot of convenient and entertainment shops, but there is a quiet place that the city cannot have.