Chapter 237: I'll Pay!

When Shen Meng'er forcibly kissed herself, Tang Song realized something.

However, he never imagined that this woman would be so violent and do whatever she wanted.

This phone is my beloved thing. She didn't hesitate to throw it out of the car.

The sound of breaking into crumbs seemed to be still echoing in Tang Song's ears.

At this time, Shen Meng'er's mouth had already left Tang Song's mouth.

Shen Meng'er saw that Tang and Song were about to get angry, so she took the lead and said,

"Your phone should have been phased out a long time ago. After eating in a while, I'll buy you a new one. The mobile phone number can be reissued directly by going to the business hall. Shen Meng'er saw that Tang Song had not completely dissipated his anger, so he said softly, "Okay, I was wrong, I was too excited just now." Otherwise, I'll get out of the car and pick it up for you. ”

The driver could clearly see through the mirror just now that the mobile phone that was thrown down had been crushed into pieces by the big truck coming behind. Pick up, how to pick up? I'm afraid that when you threw it at that time, you just wanted it to be crushed.

The driver wanted to say a few words, but he swallowed back when the words came to his mouth, and he still drove with all his heart.

Tang Song suddenly thought of something, in front of Shen Meng'er, why was no matter how angry he was, this would be instantly dissolved by her words?

Is she abnormal, or is she abnormal?

This is a problem.

For such a question, Tang Song couldn't figure it out for a while. Simply, he didn't plan to think about it anymore.

Ome Winery. It is a vintage-style winery.

Whether it's the decoration inside, or the staff inside, it gives you the feeling of going back to ancient times.

As soon as you enter this winery, you will feel like you have traveled back in time.

"Guest, what do you order?" A shopkeeper was wearing a long cloth shirt and a white towel on his shoulder, and said very politely.

Shen Meng'er obviously comes here often, and she orders the signature dish here with ease. The shopkeeper shouted and left.

"Still thinking about your phone?" Shen Meng'er saw that Tang Song was a little distracted, so she said jokingly.

Tang Song glared at Shen Meng'er fiercely, and said word by word, "What do you say?" I'm a nostalgic person. ”

"Alright, alright." Shen Meng'er chuckled, and then changed the topic, "The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Contest held by the Oriental Group, you must know about it." ”

Seeing Tang Song nodded, Shen Meng'er continued, "According to the information I have got, the number of manuscripts they have made has exceeded one million. ”

Tang Song still nodded. The work is not more but fine.

Throughout the ages, there have been many poets who have become famous with a poem and have been admired by countless descendants.

"Don't worry, I've already arranged this matter. The Eastern Civilization Group, in the end, they just lifted a stone to shoot themselves in the foot! As soon as Tang Song's words came out, Shen Meng'er was really surprised.

It turned out that he had arranged all this.

It turned out that I was thinking too much.

Shen Meng'er blinked and chuckled, "Let me hear, how did you arrange it?" ”

The other end. The team of four is desperately looking for Tang Song's whereabouts.

Make a phone call, and the other party turns off the phone.

What now?

The group of four was in a hurry. They knew very well in their hearts that if they couldn't get Tang Song's forgiveness, then this son would be afraid that he would not be protected.

"Find a private detective. I've heard they're good at finding people! ”

"Yes, yes!"

The meal was finished, and the wine was almost drunk. When Tang Song and Shen Meng'er were about to leave Qingmei Winery, they never met an acquaintance.

It's Ding Shan.

That, Ding Shan who was drawn up as the first by a group of four.

"Hey, isn't this a dignified Tang poet? This is bringing my daughter to dinner! The sarcasm in Ding Shan's words can be heard by anyone who is a person.

Shen Meng'er was angry at the moment, damn it, this guy's eyes are on his ass, is his male god so old?

Seeing that Shen Meng'er was about to go out, Tang Song stopped her, stepped forward and said, "Who are you?" Do I know you? If you want to sign it, go outside and line up. ”

Ding Shan was followed by a few old acquaintances. They all have a request for Dingshan. Hearing Tang Song's words, these people immediately became upset for Ding Shan.

"What do you say? Again, believe it or not I'm tearing your mouth apart! ”

"Do you know who this is? Dignified Ding Da writer, small one, your eyes are blinded. ”

“……”

When those people were fighting for themselves, this Ding Shan received a phone call.

Before answering the phone, he looked like he had won the lottery, quite excited.

However, after answering the phone, his expression instantly changed by 360 degrees.

What the?

The work surnamed Tang was selected into the Renjiao edition textbook at the same time.

Astonished!

Stunned!

Incredible!

At this moment, Ding Shan's expression had frozen.

Ding Shan's greatest wish is to let his works appear in the textbooks of the People's Education Edition, but in the end, he never expected that his works would appear in the textbooks of the People's Education Edition.

Moreover, it is also a small junior high school selected at the same time.

Is this a dream?

It's definitely a dream!

Ding Shan blinked, then stretched out his right hand and slapped him hard in the face.

Syllable!

It hurts, it hurts.

Blindfolded! Completely blinded. When everyone saw this scene, they were all stupid.

Writer Ding, what's wrong?

Why did you answer a phone call and start calling yourself?

What kind of call is this?

Those people looked at each other one after another, and they no longer slandered Tang and Song.

Ding Shan didn't care about everyone's surprised eyes, and hurriedly called the Editorial Committee of the Textbook of Modu Primary School with his mobile phone.

No one answered!

Three minutes passed quickly, and there was still no one answering.

At the fifth minute, the call finally came through.

"Is there a cataloguing document for the poems selected for the Modu Elementary School textbook?" Ding Shan asked anxiously.

"It's down!"

"Who is it?" Ding Shan had a bad premonition, so he asked.

"Yes—wait." The man on the phone paused for a few seconds, and then said deliciously, "It's Tang Song's "Silent Night Thoughts"!" ”

Hearing this, this Ding Shan didn't even have time to hang up the phone, just like a puddle of water, the beach was in place.

Seeing this, those people hurried to Fuding Mountain. The mouth kept asking what was going on.

"I've had a stroke!" Tang Song smiled.

Shen Meng'er was also happy.

And at this moment, a four-person team appeared.

They were sweating profusely, as if they had just finished a sauna.

The four of them saw Tang Song at a glance, and then began to curry favor with Tang Song like a grandson.

Tang Song was very puzzled, the attitude of the four-person group towards himself before this was quite stubborn.

And now?

It's a world of difference.

"Tang poet, this was all a misunderstanding before."

"It's wrong, we're wrong, whether it's the number of votes, the prestige or the charm of the work, this "Silent Night Thoughts" is enough to be selected as a textbook for Modu Primary School."

"Tang Da Poet, let's go, today we will be the east, we will eat whatever you say."

“……”

The few people standing next to Ding Shan couldn't help but be stunned. They know this group of four, don't they say that the final winner is Ding Shan?

Why, at this time, these four people nodded in front of this hairy boy? What is the mystery behind this?

I don't know if I don't check, this check, my heart is beating. The four of them looked at the screen of their phones and couldn't help but be stunned.

A second ago, they still felt that this Ding Shan was a thigh that they had to hug. But now, they've all changed their minds.

It turned out that he was the Tang and Song dynasties who created miracles and legends.

Oh my God, his work was selected into the Renjiao edition of the elementary and junior high school textbooks.

This is too shocking to cry ghosts.

Several people glanced at each other, so they also joined the team of Tang and Song.

What is the hot and cold state of the world? At this time, Ding Shan was completely clear.

A second ago, they were still circling around themselves. In the next second, he ran away directly!

At this time, Ding Shan was so angry that he vomited blood.

Although it is said that Tang and Song were surrounded by several people. However, the second child of the green plum winery still came over.

"Sir, your meal is not finished yet?" As soon as the shopkeeper said this, the group of four and the few people who had just defected took out their wallets as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"I'll tie it out!"

"I'm coming!"

"Let me come!" ——

Sorry dear readers. As a trio of people work in the field. The monthly salary is only about 2,000 yuan. Plus rent a room to eat, and occasionally have a meal. That little salary is simply not enough to spend.

Due to work, sitting for a long time has caused my cervical spine to be deformed, and my shoulders and neck seem to be stiff, which is very uncomfortable.

Work plus body, making this period of renewal very unstable.

All I can say is sorry for this. For book lovers who are chasing this book, I can only say that Ah San will definitely do his best. As long as there is a little bit of energy, it will definitely be updated.

If there is no update, it must be something wrong with Ah San's body.

Alas!

How can I say that I am standing now?

It's all tears.

In addition, the Taoyun teacher, who was originally going to stop changing, has also started to change intermittently this month. A book overwhelmed Ben's body and energy.

Alas!