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"Dad, I told you not to read those newspapers, these unscrupulous media fanned the flames, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and there was no good word at all. Let's just write a good book, you have to come out!"

Heqinsheng's son followed him with a difficult face, and he couldn't persuade him with good intentions, so he said speechlessly.

Heqin had a very bad temper, ignored his son, and walked to the newsstand by himself: "Let you buy me two newspapers, mother-in-law's, mother-in-law's, I don't have it today, and I forget it tomorrow! I still don't believe it, with the level of my "Grass Reckless Sky Eagle Record", those newspapers can't be vigorously touted and praised, and what kind of bear biography can blow about that kid of Jinliang? A stinky boy who is not as old as you and whose milk has not dried up, how much wind and waves can be stirred, I really thought highly of him before! You don't buy me a newspaper because you're afraid I'll be complacent when I read it, don't worry! I'm not that superficial! Hmph, I have my own legs, come by myself!"

"Oh Dad, let's go back first!"

The son was so anxious that he stomped his foot.

Heqinsheng ignored him, and walked towards the newsstand in front of him. People of this age are not used to reading the news on the Internet, and still like to flip through the newspapers.

In front of the newsstand, a mother is educating her disobedient son: "How many points did you give me on the exam?

"I don't care, I just want to watch!"

"Don't look at it! Study hard, do you know that you go up every day? Son, be good, listen to your mother, you study hard, and you will become that brother when you grow up! You are handsome and smart! You are still a great writer!"

He Qinsheng looked with great interest, and looked in the direction of his mother's finger, and saw that she was pointing to a huge photo of "Jin Liang" on the front page of the newspaper. The title of that newspaper was "Jinliang & Condor Shooting", and the most embarrassing thing was that there was a small arrow behind the word "Condor Shooting", shooting at a little comic old man with a sad face like thunder. For some reason, the image of the little old man looks so familiar.

Immediately trembling with anger.

"Then why don't I study hard?"

"It's not good to study!" Mom snorted and pointed at her hand, "Then you are the old man with a sad face!"

He Qinsheng almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, gasped in his nostrils, turned his head and left.

"Dad, why are you ......?"

The son who followed behind didn't know what was going on, scratched his head, and said secretly: "Forget it, since you want to read it so much, I'll help him buy this newspaper back." ”

"Boss, here's a copy of the newspaper. The son took it casually, and it was the one printed with "Golden Beam & Condor......

……

"Zhengzi, I read that the newspaper published your photo, and said that the martial arts novel that was serialized in the "Capital News" a few days ago...... The very popular "Pingxia Film", you wrote it?"

On the phone, Deng Hai's voice trembled, he inadvertently flipped through the newspaper in the office today, and after seeing this news, he was so excited that he knocked over the teacup, and after checking it a few times to make sure that it was not old and dizzy, he dialed Deng Zheng without hesitation, and now it is still like a dream.

"That's me. I'm sorry Dad, I didn't tell you before, I wanted to wait for all five hardcover physical books to come out, and then sign my name and give it to you personally! Don't be angry!"

"What are you angry about? Dad is proud...... Happy! You kid ......."

Deng Hai snorted, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, he didn't expect that this martial arts novel, which made the old guys praise and fascinated, was actually written by his own son! Okay, don't you like to make fun of me, Deng Hai has been having unrealistic literary dreams all his life? But my son helped me realize it!

"Dad, the fifth volume will be out next month at the latest. I have left you thirty autographed hardcover books. It's convenient for you to give away. ”

"Okay, good, great! That's not going to keep you busy. ”

Deng Haixi smiled, his son was thoughtful! He can now imagine the moving expressions on the faces of the old guys who love to joke about his literary dreams when the time comes to give these signed books to those old guys who love to joke about his literary dreams!

After being happy for a while, Deng Hai suddenly remembered something, quickly took out the game of jade chess in the cabinet, put it into a handbag with the newspaper on the table, and then went downstairs and stepped on the battery car, and rushed back to the community at the maximum speed of fifty yards.

After getting out of the car, I picked up my bag and rushed to the third floor of an old unit in one go, and the shouts of excitement and relief ran through the entire corridor:

"Old Xutou, you come out for me! You have choked me in public more than once, shouting that as long as our family's Zhengzi writing level is half that of Jin Liang, you will eat my jade chess and chessboard together! Yes, my son is not half as good as Jin Liang, because he is originally Jin Liang! You hurry up and give it to me, forget the chessboard, I will personally bring you the chess pieces! Do you want steamed, cold salad or yellow stew?!"

……

"How much, 20,000? Lin Xiaolu, why did you suddenly borrow so much money?"

Deng Zheng looked seriously at the girl who was holding his arm as soon as he came over, and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, Brother Zheng, you can borrow me. Ben Woman...... I can make an IOU. When you make money from your debut, you will be returned with interest. ”

Lin Xiaolu hugged Deng Zheng's arm and shook it, looking up at her palm-sized pure face, her big ink-like eyes were wet, flashing with pitiful pleading. It's like a sika deer waiting for its owner to reward it with water and grass food.

Deng Zheng was unmoved, shook his head and said, "Tell me what you are for." I believe what I say, and I will borrow you. ”

"What ......a shame to say?"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I said I said. ”

Lin Xiaolu pursed her mouth, shrugged her head and said, "...... That's right, I posted a post in Jinliang Bar before, asking everyone to guess your gender, age, and occupation! I said that if someone can guess all three of them, I will give him a free car wash for three years, and in addition, charge 100 yuan per floor! As a result, someone like you who is a real age and profession who no one else dares to believe in person, is actually right! You say that I am unlucky......

Deng Zheng was stunned: "You are the little bar master 'tired old man'?"

Lin Xiaolu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were round, and he said murderously: "You are the one who killed a thousand knives, 'I am not Jin Liang'?!"

"Cough, little girl, what are you staring at! I am willing to lose the bet, who made you so ashamed?"

"I don't care! It's Brother Zheng who caused me to lose, two hundred floors, 100 yuan per floor, you are responsible for paying for it! Tell you, I'm now the owner of the little bar of Jinliang Bar, but I can't be untrustworthy!"

"So, you're also one of my '20,000 Golden Armor'?"

"Big brother, it's already 30,000. Oh, I'm so angry! I fought for you in the bar, but I turned around and was cheated by you, don't you know, I haven't slept for the past two days, and I don't know where to borrow money......"

Deng Zheng smiled gently and patted her hands: "It's hard work, little bar master." Of course, I will pay for the money, and besides, you don't have to wash the car for three years. The friendship between the two of us, discounting it, will not affect your Lin Xiaolu's credibility. Besides, I'm also cheating on my own, so I don't have to take it seriously......"

"That's not possible, this is completely inconsistent with my basic principles of Lin Xiaolu's life. But our family runs an auto repair company, and I'm not good at washing cars, so I can only repair cars!

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