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Even if it has skyrocketed tenfold now, it is still only at the level of a small shrimp, and there is still a long way to go to grow into a galloping shark.

Teacher Ji's earnest words were naturally written down by everyone.

After the meeting, Lin Huixin suddenly shouted, startling everyone: "I calculated it, this time I earned 173,065 yuan, wow, haha, one step closer to the dream of a millionaire." ”

"It's really the idea that a little wealth is peace, you can't get rich in your life!"

Lin Jingkang was very angry and taught him a lesson, he was so excited to ignore his image after only a hundred thousand, and when he learned that he became a billionaire, wouldn't he faint to death?

"That's right, I'm a little rich and safe, you are sitting and eating empty mountains, let's hit it off, don't dislike widows alone!" Pulling the Beijing accent, Lin Huixin said confrontedly, her pungency can be seen.

Liang Xi couldn't hear her words the most, "Bah, why hit it off, where is your reserve?" ”

So the two began to quarrel again, and now Lin Huixin has become a powder keg, just a point. Everyone is already familiar with her routine, just watch her talk crazy and see when she can speak.

When they had enough trouble, the classmates were almost scattered, and Lin Jingkang was still pulled by Dr. Ji, bowing his head and whispering something, he couldn't hear it clearly, and Murong Wu approached over there.

".....These earnest teachings are all the heartfelt words of the teacher, so you should keep them in mind."

"......... what, Mr. Ji is just eccentric, hum! When Murong Wu heard this, he was immediately unhappy, stomped his feet hard, and left with a pout.

Seeing this scene, Dr. Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly, but Lin Jingkang caught up and pulled her back, and after explaining to her, he said curtly: "So that's the case, I'm sorry, teacher, I misunderstood you." ”

"You, the good ones haven't learned, the bad water is a basket, and you won't be so close to them in the future." Ji Wanqing glared at her dotingly, and the latter spit out his fragrant tongue and left quickly.

"It's good to be young!" Lin Jingkang looked at her back, and suddenly said this, Dr. Ji was speechless, I should say this, right?

……

……

Rongcheng, a radio station building, office on the fourth floor.

"Xinxin, in the past few months, work and life have been going well, right?" Director Huang looked at a young and beautiful girl, and said earnestly and honestly, and her words were full of concern.

Sitting on a comfortable chair, Zheng Zixin, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, pouted and dealt with a few words casually, and then fell silent, far from her ability to speak when she was broadcasting.

"Ahem, that, as I told you before, has the copyright of the ghost blowing lamp been taken down?" Lao Huang suddenly leaned forward and whispered mysteriously.

Speaking of which, Director Huang is also aggrieved, a few months ago, Zheng Zixin was still an ordinary assistant, and anyone could call him. However, now, in addition to the station director who can call her, who else in the entire radio station dares to let her do those things of serving tea and water?

All of this is due to a note from the provincial TV station last week, Zheng Zixin has been confirmed as the host of a TV column in the TV station.

Zheng Zixin was also shocked by this tune at that time, and then she cried, laughed and laughed, like crazy.

Years of dreams came true at this moment, how could she not be happy?

Therefore, Lao Huang was also shocked at the time, and then he no longer dared to dictate to her, and he no longer urged her to talk about the copyright of the ghost blowing lamp.

However, today he had to come forward in person and ask Zheng Zixin to sign the copyright of the ghost blowing lamp to the radio station before leaving the station.

"Director Huang, don't you know this matter best?" Zheng Zixin is still like that, official business, and oil and salt are not entered.

Director Huang coughed in embarrassment when he heard this, "Can you fully sign the contract within three days?" In terms of price, we can go up a little bit. ”

The two small eyes showed an expectant look, but Zheng Zixin didn't sympathize with him, "Do you think that with the current situation, the radio station can still sign the full copyright of the ghost blowing lantern?" ”

Her words made Director Huang's face stiffen again, and he immediately fell silent.

Ghost Blowing Lantern has been recorded at the end of February, as the leader of audiobooks, Ghost Blowing Lantern has done a very good job in creating a terrifying atmosphere and wonderful stories, and Zheng Zixin has also made a name for herself because of this program.

Especially in April and May, these two months were the period when SARS was in full swing, and many people were isolated, except for TV for recreation, only radios remained.

And in many places, especially now, not every hospital has a TV, so the radio directly dominates the whole market.

In Rongcheng alone, a city in a remote corner, the radio listener rate has increased by 200 percent, and as the most popular late-night story column, it is even more terrifying, reaching an increase of 300 percent.

According to incomplete statistics, during the SARS period, one out of every ten people in Rongcheng listened to the story of the ghost blowing the lantern, and it was precisely because of such a high influence that Zheng Zixin was specially transferred to the provincial TV station.

The next day, although she was going to report on the TV station next week, Zheng Zixin still stood up for her last shift on the radio side. However, she did not record a show, but went on a business trip to the capital.

Yesterday, Director Huang had no choice but to ask the director, who sent a fire, angrily scolding the former for being too greedy, and in the end, he still asked Zheng Zixin to go to the capital and try to take down the copyright.

On the way to the airport, Zheng Zixin suddenly received a call from the director, saying that she had more than 200,000 yuan in her bank account and asked her to check it.

Hearing that this money was paid to the author of the ghost blowing lamp, Zheng Zixin was surprised, and then went to Lin Jingkang on the penguin to report the good news.

……

Beijing, Yuquan Mountain, He family compound.

"Fortunately, your stinky boy said it in advance, otherwise, something big would definitely happen this time." He Lao said with palpitations.

SARS is already a word that people talk about tiger color change, He Lao sees a lot of news from the news every day, and He Zhenyu will definitely say it, so he will know a little more than ordinary people.

"Yes, thanks to Xiaokang, many of his suggestions are very pertinent and effective, especially those banlangen are even more emergency things, I thank you for the people."

He Zhenyu's words almost roasted Lin Jingkang on the fire, so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm just doing my best, not as great as Uncle He said." ”

At present, due to the intervention of Lin Jingkang and the strong cooperation of He Zhenyu, it can be said that its destructive power in China has been minimized, and it is far less terrifying than in its previous life.

The Amazon butterfly once again stirred its wings and played a huge role.

On the way back to school, Lin Jingkang suddenly received a message from Zheng Zixin, and in a few months, the two have become friends who talk about everything on the Internet.

can make her money-loving leader take out 200,000 yuan as a manuscript fee, Zheng Zixin's hard work can be imagined.

Half a day later, at half past three in the afternoon in the capital, in a café in Xicheng District, Zheng Zixin saw Lin Jingkang, and the two were stunned the moment they met.

For Lin Jingkang, ordinary people quickly forget it, but he still has a little impression of this cute girl who has a relationship, isn't she the girl he saved on the red carpet last year?

And Zheng Zixin has fantasized about I don't know how many times, this author who can write whimsical tomb robbery novels will not be a quirky middle-aged uncle, right? Who knew that he was actually the idol he thought about day and night?

Ahh

Suddenly, a high-decibel scream exploded in the café, frightening the waiters, bodyguards, and several customers to stand up, and Lin Jingkang, who bore the brunt of the incident, was naturally taken aback.

Then, everyone saw the cute girl swishing on the paper, and the milk swallow threw herself into the woodland and hugged Lin Jingkang, babbling and not knowing what to say.

Although they didn't quite understand what was going on, everyone tacitly understood each other, secretly saying that Lin Jingkang's beauty and blessing were really not shallow, and then they sat down.

Instead, Ji Jing'an squeezed his eyebrows at Lin Jingkang, and then pulled Ji Luoyi and left.

After a long time, the koala hanging on him finally came down, and after tidying up his slightly wrinkled clothes a little, Lin Jingkang said: "What a coincidence, you drink saliva first and settle down." ”

Even though a few minutes have passed, Zheng Zixin is still in a high state of excitement, and when she sees her idol, she thinks of the conversation she has had in the past few months, and her heart is even sweeter and shy.

After taking a sip of water, she slowly regained her composure, but her face was still flushed, and she was already very cute, but now she looked even more crooked.

"Idol, I really didn't expect to see you here, and the thought of you being the author of the ghost blowing the lamp makes my little heart flutter, life is amazing,......"

“…… Also, you don't know, when I got to the door of the café, I was still thinking, if I saw that you were a sloppy middle-aged uncle, what would I use? ”

“…… Idol, you don't know, how hateful our leader is, fortunately, I'm going to get out of the sea of suffering next week, and I don't have to suffer every day anymore, I'm so happy, thank you idol for your help. ”

As soon as she opened the chatterbox, Zheng Zixin began to chatter, as if she couldn't finish talking for three days and three nights.

Sometimes while talking, she dances with her hands, and her pretty face is so excited that she seems to have won a grand prize of five million, and even Lin Jingkang, an audience, is moved by her emotions and is happy for her.

Compared with the slow communication on the Internet, when talking face-to-face, Zheng Zixin can really talk about everything, and the more she talks, the more energetic she becomes. (To be continued.) )