Hu Yatong's petty temperament naturally scared her mother enough, and dragged her daughter into the house to ask, but she was relieved and a little disappointed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, she was just angry, but Hu Yatong was really anxious when she saw that her mother finally put on such an expression. "What do you mean? You think I'm the one who can't get married?"

"I didn't think you would get married! But I thought you and Xiaofu were in love in college! You, you, you, they all chased him to the Foreign Chinese College to continue to be classmates, but in the past three years, this is the first time he has come to visit the New Year......

Hu's mother complained and stuffed the household registration book into Hu Yatong's arms, waved her hand and signaled that she could go, which made Hu Yatong's willow eyebrows stand upside down and her liver became more and more prosperous, but she didn't know how to explain it for a while, and in the face of her mother's undisguised disappointment, her heart was also a little empty, not a taste, so she had to stomp her feet in anger, and ran out of the door.

Boom.

Closing the car door, seeing that he still raised his hand at Mama Hu who was standing by the window, and then sat in the car, Hu Yatong said angrily. "What are you doing with her! her mouth is broken, her heart is soft, my dad doesn't dare to go west, he doesn't even have any opinions, it's useless......"

Seeing her angry, Fu Zhengyi couldn't help but feel a little strange. "There's something wrong with your mother saying this for the New Year, what's going on?"

Irritable for no reason, Hu Yatong turned his face away and looked out the window. "It's okay! I just can't get used to my mother's submissive appearance......"

Seeing that her mood was really inappropriate, Fu Zhengyi laughed as soon as her eyes rolled. "I still remember when I went to school, your mother braved the heavy rain to bring you a raincoat, and before the end of class, your mother had to stand on the side of the corridor and wait, until the end of class, your mother handed the raincoat into the classroom, I remember that I was very envious at that time, thinking that I seemed to be really picked up from the outside, and at night I cried all night alone under the quilt and biting the sheets, and the next day I was almost thought by my father to wet the bed......"

didn't expect this to be the result in the end, Hu Yatong was happy when he snorted, and turned his face to see Fu Zhengyi with a look of regret, but he said angrily. "Blame! crying under the quilt can be regarded as bedwetting by your father? I really thought you were crying because of a big flood......

The distress of the previous life made Fu Zhengyi feel that in this life except her, there was really no one who could let him hope that he would be safe and happy at the expense of himself, and at this time, he was infected by her hearty smile, recalling the ignorance of his childhood, the absurdity of his youth, the regret of his youth, the regret and self-blame of his prime......

Seeing that his expression was getting softer and softer, and his eyes were becoming more and more gentle, Hu Yatong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and lowered his face, in vain he felt that although his arrival was abrupt today, his heart was full of sweetness, and the ensuing insoluble amazement.

When she arrived at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, she filled out the form and took a photo, the cumbersome procedures and the strange eyes of the police officer who led her to handle these made Hu Yatong very embarrassed, but a little proud, and when she got into his car after finishing everything, Hu Yatong finally thought of what she heard before leaving school, so she asked. "Justice, are you going to go to the High School for an internship?"

"That's right, I went over to take a look before the holiday, and now these high school students are much more arrogant than when we go to school, and they dare to hand melon seeds to me, the intern teacher, and chat with me in open classes......

"Isn't it?"

"That's right, but that kid is too much of a back, and he happened to be caught by his head teacher, so I guess he must be trained for a while......"

After listening to him talk about the situation at that time, Hu Yatong couldn't help but feel a little emotional. "What a coincidence, when filling out the application form after New Year's Day, my first choice was to go to the High School Affiliated to Shanghai for an internship, from elementary school to middle school, high school, and university.

Turning her face, she saw that her cheeks were crimson, and Fu Zhengyi was a little inexplicable. "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You're not ready to marry me, and I'm so close to me, no one dares to chase me during my entire college years......!

"Hey, that's it, as long as you want to get married, just squeak with me, and I promise to arrange a group of outstanding young people for you to choose! Whoever you like, I'll knock you out with a stick and throw it on your bed! When the raw rice is cooked, I'll be responsible for giving you a grand wedding......"

"Phew, you think you're a primitive, and you're knocked out with a stick?"

"It's also done......"

chattering and teasing all the way, and when Hu Yatong was sent home and saw her walking easily and jumping upstairs, Fu Zhengyi was relieved, thinking that you must be good in this life, otherwise even if you have the whole world, you probably won't be happy.

took out his mobile phone and dialed Guo Jianmin's number. "Jianmin, how happened to the thing you arranged before?"

"Okay! There is a research institute in Switzerland that specializes in this kind of disease, and although it is best to treat patent ductus arteriosus in infancy, the girl you are talking about is not very old, and they say that as soon as the patient comes, their expert group will be set up immediately, and they have invited other authorities in this area to come and consult with them. It should be said that as long as it can be cured at present, then they can handle it......"

"Success, then I'll leave this matter to you, my cousin has been diabetic for many years, and I will go over for a check-up this time......"

With the care of Liu Changhe, the leader of the city bureau, the passports were sent over in just three days, and someone was sent to send them on a flight to Zurich, and Fu Zhengyi began to get busy with his business.

Since he had promised to make Tong Tiantian a 'social moth', Fu Zhengyi also called Mu Zhiying over, handed her the handwritten copy, and asked her to design the web page according to her own ideas, recruit editors and prepare for operation.

After simply flipping through the copy, Mu Zhiying was keenly aware of some problems. "Mr. Fu, these conditions you mentioned are too difficult to meet, right? No writer can have such a creative speed of updating 5,000 words a day! Besides, literature is sacred, and it is basically impossible to write a classic that can be passed down without writing skills......

"Who said that literature must be sacred? Who told you that if you want to write a novel, you must have a deep cultural background, that you need to write a novel with educational significance, and that you need to have this and that effect?"

Seeing that his expression seemed to be smiling, Mu Zhiying became more and more bottomless. "But, that's what everybody thinks, right?"

If the person in charge of the project doesn't understand the meaning of this website, then the people below will be even more clueless, picked up the teacup and beckoned Mu Zhiying to sit on the sofa, Fu Zhengyi sorted out his thoughts before asking. "And what do you think literature is?"

"Literature is the art of using language and writing as a tool to vividly reflect the objective reality and express the writer's spiritual world, and it is the art of language and writing, an important form of expression of social culture, and the embodiment of beauty. A literary work is a work in which a writer expresses his or her unique spiritual world with unique language and art, and there is no real literary work without the uniqueness of these two highly individual characteristics. An outstanding writer is a hero of the spiritual world of a nation. Literature represents the art and wisdom of a people. Literature is a discipline that uses language and writing to express social life and psychological activities, and belongs to the category of social ideology......"

didn't expect her to have such an understanding of literature, Fu Zhengyi was a little surprised. "Yo, I didn't see it, it turns out that you are also a young woman in literature and art?"

Mu Zhiying smiled a little shyly, pursed her lips and thought for a moment before she sighed. "Sort of, although I came from a junior class, I admired Shelley very much when I was in college, and I even tried to write some nonsense poems and submit them everywhere......"

"How much was published?"

Mu Zhiying's face was bitter. "I wrote a notebook, and in the end I only got 12 yuan for the manuscript fee, and it is said that the editor-in-chief thinks that I should be encouraged, otherwise I will have to return it all......

"Yes, this is everyone!" Fu Zhengyi asked with a thumbs up at her, and then asked with a sigh of relief. "I am not very familiar with the poet Shelley, but I know one thing, that is, serious literature does need social experience, the precipitation of experience, and the sublimation of thoughts, but in modern society, everyone is so busy and so hard, where can many people calm down and enjoy tea while reading a novel? The era of fragmented reading is coming, and this literary website I designed is for the public, not to let everyone learn any great truth through reading. It's not about entertaining and educating, but about making up for their spiritual emptiness with leisure culture......"

After listening to his introduction, Mu Zhiying felt a little interesting, the design of the web page, the establishment of the website, are very simple things, but for its content, Mu Zhiying is still a little difficult to understand, after going back to spend two days thinking, only then did he return the situation he thought of. "A literary work needs to be carefully crafted, even if it is to meet the needs of the general public, it can require 5,000 words a day, constantly updated throughout the year, and this website needs to invest a lot of money to crack down on piracy in addition to on-site advertising, this, this, this is completely impossible to make money!"

Tong Tiantian needs to be explained, but Mu Zhiying and Fu Zhengyi don't think it's necessary to tell her in such detail. I believe that in less than five years, this website will be able to become a benchmark for online literature, and the potential benefits of rule-makers are far from being comparable to the cost ......of cracking down on piracy."