"That's one way. But there are still some people who may not be able to accept www.biquge.info the guidance of subjective consciousness. And Zhang Zai doesn't have a few of his works, can he get into the Writers' Association? Jiang De raised his own questions.

"Have you forgotten what your son did?" Listening to his father's words, Jiang Li smiled, and then Jiang De remembered that his son had the title of vice president of the National Writers Association.

"You want to abuse your power?"

"Dad, did you talk like that? What is called abuse of power, this is called special affairs. Listening to his father's words, Jiang Li didn't agree, how can this be called abuse of power. It is obviously a reasonable use of rights.

At that time, when he reluctantly agreed to the vice president, he thought it was a temporary position, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now, which made Jiang Li feel that he was prescient.

"It's all a concept, you don't have to put a fancy coat on this kind of thing." Jiang De seemed to be particularly disgusted with this kind of thing, and even the tone of his voice was a little cold.

"Little brother, what are you doing, if you have something to say, you don't have a few words. I'm angry, and you're responsible. And Jiang Xin looked at the picture that had just returned to his happiness and collapsed instantly. Hurriedly stopped between the two.

"Okay, okay. I was wrong, I listen to you. Don't be angry. Listening to the eldest sister's words, Jiang Li remembered that his father was already in his prime, and hurriedly admitted his mistake. began to be pacified.

"I admit it's a good word, but it's two different things. You don't want to mix things up. If he has other works that are recognized, you can recruit him, but because of this poem, you make a so-called special thing. How you let others see you. ”

"Also, today is the beginning, what about the back, and then on. Violating the law and discipline is often because you think that this kind of special affairs are opened, and later become a habit, and then it is not far from committing a crime. ”

Listening to his father's teachings, Jiang Li nodded. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed as my father said.

"Grandpa, uncle is not a special case, Zhang Zai has works. The last time you read the book of Zhu Xian, he wrote it. Liu Wenjun watched the two end of the discussion, and weakly interjected.

Jiang Li listened to his niece's words, his eyes lit up, yes, why didn't he think of it. The last time Zhang Zheng published a book, it was still rumored. It's not my special case this time. It's that the Writers' Association really needs talents. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Jiang Li's face.

"You can do it yourself, but remember one sentence, think twice, and don't give someone a handle." After thinking about it, Jiang De still acquiesced in this matter, Zhu Xian he had seen some of it, and his writing and rhetoric were okay, worthy of the word writer.

Zhang Zai didn't know that because of his plagiarized work, the two fathers and sons of other people's families almost turned against each other. Otherwise, he would be to blame. After staying at home for two days, Zhang Zai returned to the imperial capital at the behest of his parents. At this time, Wang Yajun and Zhu He also embarked on their own return journey.

"Boss, let's play with beef noodles." Without Zhu He's presence, Zhang Zai didn't have the heart to cook at home, so he simply left the community and entered a noodle restaurant. At this time, it was still early, and except for a little Lori lying on the table doing homework, only the store manager and Zhang Zheng were left.

"Okay, wait a minute." A young man, hearing Zhang Zai's shout, glanced at Zhang Zaohou, and then went into the back kitchen in response.

Looking at the little Lori writing word by word, Zhang Zai was amused by the little Lori's expression, and walked to the little Lori to observe in the spirit of having nothing to do. At this time, Zhang Zai found out that little Lori was copying her language homework.

In terms of progress, we are almost halfway there. Just the word written, Zhang Zai felt a little spicy.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Zai realized that it was the little Lori who held the pen in the wrong posture. In line with the idea of bringing the national flower back to the right path, Zhang Zai felt that it was still necessary to correct Xiao Lori's mistakes.

"Kid, you're holding the pen in the wrong position."

Listening to Zhang Zai's words, Xiao Lori glanced up at Zhang Zai, then lowered her head, and silently moved the book to Zhang Zao's opposite. Then he continued to transcribe the text. Conscientiously implement the teacher's policy of not chatting with strangers.

It seems to mean that again.,Feel the arrogant blow of the cute thing.。

"Kid, you're really wrong with the pen. You see, that's how you hold the pen, not like you. Zhang Zai was silent for a moment, then forcibly held back his trembling body and said with a warm smile. Then he picked up the extra pen on the table and gave a demonstration to the children.

Maybe it was because Zhang Zai smiled so good-looking, Xiao Lori stared at Zhang Zai for seven or eight seconds, and then learned to follow Zhang Zai's posture of holding the pen suspiciously. After more than a minute, he barely learned the posture of holding a pen in Zhang Zheng.

"Yes, exactly. Sit up straight. Then the fingers should be strong, so that the written words are .......... Speaking of this, Zhang Zai was stunned in place, because the teaching materials of his book attracted attention.

And then there was the uncontrollable anger.

Zhang Zai didn't know that not far behind him, the young man who had just walked into the back kitchen stared at Zhang Zai's back for a long time before silently retracting the kitchen knife.

"Kid, can I read this book?" Zhang Zai pointed to Xiao Lori's Chinese textbook.

tilted his head and looked at Zhang Zheng for seven or eight seconds again, perhaps because Zhang Zheng had just given him a good impression. This time, he nodded happily. handed the Chinese textbook to Zhang Zai alive.

A combination of contradictions. Zhang Zai glanced at it quickly.

Inventor handheld contradiction and friend game! The other man's spear rained down on him. The inventor's shield is used to block ......... left and right.

After reading the whole article, Zhang Zai was speechless with anger at that time. Paradoxically, even if Zhang Zai hasn't read many books, he knows that this is from how "Han Feizi" got here and became an inventor, and the picture of TM is still foreign.

Zhang Zai felt that there were 10,000 sentences of Niema at this time.

Thinking of this, I took a picture of the article with my mobile phone and posted it in the microcircle.

"I don't know who edited this language textbook, but as a Chinese, I have a sentence about Nyima, and I'm going to talk about it now." The text is followed by a photo that has just been taken.

"What's wrong with you?" Just when Zhang Zai was angry, a soft voice came from the side. Zhang Zai saw that it was Xiao Lori, who was looking at him with a worried face.

"Kid, can I tell you a story?"

"Yes, yes." Hearing a story, little Lori's big eyes flashed with a bright light. Even homework was put aside.