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The originally peaceful Victory No. 1 Middle School, because of Shen Qi's affairs, seems to have quietly changed.

It's just time to eat, and when Shen Qi returns to the class, except for a group of classmates who gathered around him, because he was seated by the window, some classmates from other classes even went to the window to come and see him.

This is not a building, a bungalow on the first floor, and it is very simple to see him.

Shengli No. 1 Middle School is not big at all, there are four classes in one grade group, and there are only more than 100 people in total.

Not to mention that the four classes are so close, after three years, any class of classmates who say that you don't know students from other classes is embarrassed to meet people.

One to ten, ten to hundred.

At noon, Shen Qi has not been quiet, and he has been given the title of "great writer". When Shen Qi went to work on WC, a classmate from another class he didn't know often came up and asked, "You are the great writer...... Shen, Shen Qi, right? ”

All of a sudden, Shen Qi became a popular figure in the entire No. 1 Middle School, and others paid attention to him wherever he went in school.

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Office.

Shen Qi's homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang Fujian, was sitting on a chair, reviewing the workbook he had collected today, he was teaching mathematics, and it was very simple and fast to review according to the answers.

In the office of the ninth grade group, he is now alone, and the other teachers are either in class or running errands.

Ahh

The door was pulled open, and in the door was a man with a slight Mediterranean hairstyle, not too tall, slightly chubby, with an English book in his hand.

If Shen Qi was here, he would recognize that this was Liu Wang, the teacher who taught them English, and the university was at Bincheng University, and then returned to his hometown to teach.

"Hey, Mr. Wang." Entering the door, Liu Wang just sat down, as if he had thought of something, he looked up and called out to Wang Fujian opposite.

"What's wrong?" Wang Fujian didn't look up, and concentrated on reading the exercise book in front of him.

Liu Wang didn't care, and said with a smile: "Teacher Wang, have you heard?" There's a student in your class who has published a book. ”

"Publish a book?" Wang Fujian glanced up at Liu Wang, grinned, lowered his head and continued to read: "Where did you hear these gossip? It's a mess, what kind of books are a group of junior high school students? ”

"You still don't believe me?"

"Of course I can't believe it. Do you believe this to be true? ”

Liu Wang shook his head.

Seeing him shake his head, Wang Fujian snorted and said, "Look, you don't believe it, so why are you telling me this?" ”

Liu Wang put down the red pen in his hand, leaned directly on the office chair behind his back, and moaned comfortably. "I didn't believe it, but now it's spreading among the students. ”

"It's all spreading?" After reading the last book in front of him, Wang Fujian pushed the exercise book to the side, looked up at Liu Wang, and frowned: "You didn't lie to me?" How could such a thing come about? ”

"What am I lying to you about?" Liu Wang paused, "Now the students in the four classes, it is estimated that most of them know about this, and they are all saying that there is a student in your class who has sent back the sample book published today." ”

Hearing Liu Wang say this, Wang Fujian also realized that something was wrong, if it was just a rumor that was said by a student, it would be impossible for other classes to know about it.

"Sample book." Wang Fujian muttered a sentence and asked Liu Wang, "Did you hear which student they were talking about?" ”

"I remember hearing them say, it's called, Shen ...... Shen Qi? Liu Wang squinted and recalled.

"Shen Qi?"

"yes, that's the name, eh, isn't that the new transfer student in your class? Originally, I didn't think about it in detail, but the students we teach don't know the roots, and it is impossible for us to know who has published a book. He's just recently transferred to another school, so when you think about it, this can't be true, right? Liu Wang reasoned, and then looked up at Wang Fujian: "Teacher Wang, you say it's impossible?" ”

Shen Qi ...... Shen Qi. Wang Fujian read the name twice, and he didn't confirm it in his heart.

"Could it be that this new transfer student has really already published a book?"

It is no wonder that Wang Fujian took this as a joke, he has been teaching for five or six years, and he has taught many students, and he has never heard of any of them who have published books and become writers.

Even the entire Shengli No. 1 Middle School, which was founded in 99, has been almost ten years now, and I have never heard of any student becoming a writer.

Of course...... There may indeed be something that Wang Fujian doesn't know, but it's certain...... There is no such thing as publishing a book in junior high school!

Thinking of Shen Qi in his mind, Wang Fujian suddenly remembered the abnormality of the students below in his last class this morning.

Several students in that class always looked towards one part of the classroom, consciously or unconsciously, and he reprimanded them a few times to make them pay attention to the lecture.

Thinking about it now, isn't it Shen Qi who is sitting there?

Thinking about it like this, Wang Fujian couldn't sit still.

Looking at the class schedule, the third class was a self-study class, so he got up directly and said to Liu Wang opposite: "Is it true or false, I'll ask you again, and I'll be there soon." ”

Liu Wang nodded: "What I said is, if it's true, then this student is amazing." ”

"Hmm." Pushing open the door, Wang Fujian walked out of the office.

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Thanks to Shen Qi's efforts, after a few classes in the afternoon, the attention of the other students in the class finally decreased a lot.

He came to the first middle school, just to think of Du Bing, second, to facilitate the code word, and third, because of the high school entrance examination. He just wanted to study in peace, but he didn't want to come here to be famous or anything, although the brocade clothes don't travel at night, but they also look at where.

In a place like a school, especially in such a small school, everyone who writes books is well known, and it is not good to talk about the trouble.

At the end of the day, everything is the pot of that doorman.

A total of ten sample books were sent, and no one was interested in it, after all, the traditional ones couldn't be understood, but after knowing that this was written by Shen Qi and was Shen Qi's published book, there was no shortage of classmates who came to ask for books.

Shen Qi kept his mouth very tight at this point, he could say anything, and he couldn't give the sample book.

Giving is a thankless task.

If only there were two or three friends, there were more than 30 classmates and ten books, and Shen Qi was also ready to keep them for himself, or send some closer people.

You, who just transferred to school, have a similar relationship with everyone, and if you send this, it is inevitable that the psychology will be unbalanced.

Why don't you send him to me?

Among the students, there are also small-minded people, who are not afraid that people will come with you openly, but they are afraid of stumbling in secret.

So all the people who came to ask for books, Shen Qi directly said that he couldn't give it, and now that he understands it, they may see that you are unhappy and think you are stingy, but it will be over in a few days.

What people are afraid of is inequality, there are differences, there are contrasts, and if you put everyone on the same plane, they have nothing to worry about.