On Sunday, my cousin Liu Ming's manuscript was sold out again, Tong Yan didn't have time to write "The History of Little Bingye" because he was busy with short stories these days, and if he didn't write it today, he would have to stop changing.

With the commercialization process of online literature becoming more and more perfect, readers' requirements for online novels are becoming more and more strict.

In order not to be spurned by readers, Tong Yan hastily ate lunch at noon and came up to prepare code words, if you want to code words, open the computer first, if you want to open the computer, find Song Rao first, this has become what Tong Yan must do these days.

Before going up to find Song Rao, Tong Yan first went to the office area to take a look to see if there were any difficult teachers.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, Lao Song, who is usually not there at noon, actually appeared in the office today, and there was Tong Yan's friend Song Rao these days in the house, the two of them were talking about something in a low voice, and Tong Yan outside couldn't hear it clearly.

In this case, Tong Yan can only slip away, and he can't write at noon, so let's see if there is a chance at night.

In the office, Song Xiancheng pretended to be calm and said, "I heard that you have been a little close to Tong Yan recently, and you often come to my office?" You don't seem to know each other before. ”

One teacher may not say anything when he sees it, and two may not say anything when he sees it, but there are too many teachers who can't stand seeing them together, several times Tong Yan went to find Song Rao and was bumped into by her teacher, not to mention those teachers who came and went in the office area, so many teachers, so many mouths, there are always a few more talkative, whether intentionally or unintentionally, in short, this sensitive incident has reached Song Xiancheng's ears.

Generally, daughters always have to defend themselves when they encounter this kind of problem, even if their father doesn't believe it, they have to explain that it is related to the reserve of the daughter's family, but Song Rao doesn't.

"Dad, don't you like Tong Yan a lot, aren't you happy that I'm close to him?" Song Rao looked very innocent.

"It's two different things, I like him because I value his talent, but you don't have to be that close to him." Song Hyun-sung is like the father of most adolescent girls at this moment, and he is more defensive of boys than he is against Chuan.

"Dad, I didn't expect you to be so vulgar, don't you even look at him if people are not talented," Song Rao didn't wait for her father to refute, and said, "Anyway, I think Xiao Tongyan is very good, not only talented, but also good-looking, and tall." ”

Song Xiancheng's old face flushed, "You also know that Xiao Tongyan, people are two years younger than you, I said what are you thinking about this kid!" ”

"I didn't think about anything, Dad, are you thinking too much." Song Rao played the game of virtual and real, and real and virtual.

"Then what do you say you have been doing recently, many teachers are reflecting, he often comes to your classroom to look for you, and he also comes to my office together." Song Xiancheng didn't have the heart to bend with this girl, and directly threw out the topic of this conversation.

Song Rao refused to answer, "Dad, we also have our own privacy, okay, why should we sue you, besides, we are in your office, do you have anything to worry about, we didn't go to the grove to feed the mosquitoes." ”

Song Xiancheng was speechless by this girl's refutation, she usually doesn't have to work hard in her studies, but she has deep skills in playing tricks.

Song Xiancheng is also afraid that what he said is too heavy, forcing the rebellious children to the other side, twenty years of education work has allowed him to accumulate a lot of experience in early love, many male and female students were just hazy good feelings, maybe they didn't plan to say it in high school, but they were scared by the teacher's nagging and telling in their ears all day long, and then they fell in love.

"I'm sure I'm at ease with you, but why don't you feel at ease with me, if you have secrets, you don't share them with your father, it's not interesting enough."

"Is the secret that can be shared still called a secret," Song Rao said sharply, "Anyway, we didn't do anything bad." ”

Despite Song Rao's words, Song Xiancheng still couldn't be completely reassured, in their class, as far as he knew, except for Tian Zini, who had left, there were not a few little girls who liked Tong Yan, and there were even girls in other classes who had admired Tong Yan for a long time.

This kid is indeed very charismatic, although he was born poor, but he studies well, has a good appearance, and can't find any major faults with his personality, self-esteem, self-improvement and self-love, which is exactly what Huaichun girls like.

Although the girl in his family has been above the top since she was a child, under his intentional precautions, she has never been deceived by the boy's rhetoric, but as a father, the desire to protect his daughter is an innate instinct, even if Tong Yan is his favorite student in his teaching career, Song Xiancheng will not relax his supervision.

"Dad, aren't you leaving, it's been so long since school was out." Seeing that her father didn't speak, Song Rao urged.

"You don't want to see your dad so much, little one with no conscience." Song Xiancheng said angrily.

Song Rao smiled, "What's the matter, I'm not afraid that you are in a hurry, I'm afraid of delaying you." ”

"What can I do in a hurry, I'll go first." Song Xiancheng was inexplicably looked at by his daughter, he really didn't have anything to do, his urgent matters were arranged at night.

"I'm gone, are you still here?" When Song Xiancheng left, he saw that Song Rao had no intention of getting up.

Song Rao lay lazily on the table, "I'll sleep with you for a while, I like your chair the most, it's very soft, and I fall asleep when I sit down." ”

"Sleep, I'll lock you in the house so you can't get out." When the door was closed, Song Hyun-sung joked.

Song Rao closed her eyes and whispered, "I'm not afraid, someone will help me out." ”

After her father left, Song Rao straightened up, turned on the computer, opened a seemingly ordinary text folder, and peeled off five or six layers before seeing a document called "miao", which is the complete version of Tong Yan's "Enemy of Fate: Cats VS Wang Xingren", Tong Yan hid here after writing it for Song Rao to enjoy, which was his previous promise.

Song Rao looked at it for a while, turned off the document, not that it was not good-looking, but that she was reluctant to read it, there were more than 20,000 words in total, and there was no more after reading it, so she had to save a little, and there was no Tong Yan around, and the pleasure of reading seemed to be discounted, Song Rao looked at the door expectantly, why didn't this guy come yet.

Tong Yan, who was lying on the desk, seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but in fact, he was still thinking about the plot of "The History of Little Soldiers" in his mind, such intermittent writing, every time he wrote again, he had to spend a period of time recalling the previous situation, plus he had to always be on guard against being caught stealing a computer to write novels, not only labor, but also more labor, if it wasn't for the infinite longing for the manuscript fee, he would have been tired and lay down.

Cheng Xianru, one of the two class leaders of class 2, was dealing with a math problem and seemed to have encountered some difficulties, just as she mustered up the courage to ask Tong Yan for advice, she saw Song Rao pacing outside the classroom, the head teacher's daughter she naturally knew, she had also vaguely heard the recent rumors, seeing the girl who loved to laugh staring at Tong Yan through the glass window, Cheng Xianru, who got up, sat down silently......