Qin Lang and the three of them came to the hotel, the thin man was a little bigger, what was expensive, what was the order, and the fat man grinned in distress. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Lang remembered that the fat man's family was not very poor, and his parents opened their own company, and there were still millions, but it was just for personal reasons, so he picked the door.

And the thin man Qin Lang remembered that this was a rich man, and his family was all in business, so he was not short of money.

Qin Lang smiled and ordered some things that were not too expensive, what shark fin, deep seafood shrimp, the kind that cost hundreds of yuan a plate, and ordered five or six servings.

Qin Lang saw the fat man's bloodshot eyes, the thin man looked at Qin Lang, Qin Lang looked at the thin man, and then looked at the fat man's distressed appearance, and the two laughed.

In the school office, Zhang Yan looked at the manuscript in her hand and smiled, this essay is simply too good, even better than those writers who are slightly famous, if this essay is given to her niece, she will definitely like it, so I think there should be no problem with being promoted to director.

Zhang Yan meant that she wanted to take Qin Lang's essay and give it to her niece Zhang Xiaotong, so that her purpose could also be achieved, as for Qin Lang, what evidence did he have to say that this essay was written by him?

And Zhang Yan also asked in particular, who else knows about this prose, but Qin Lang said no, only him, in this way, even if he occupies the magpie's nest, he can't do anything about himself! This is Zhang Yan's little abacus.

Because Qin Lang's prose is so well written, can the average high school student write it? Especially a high school student who is not very good at studying, so even if he says it, no one will believe it!

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaotong, she is a girl who studies very well, her grades in all subjects are the top in the school, and she has written a lot of essays, and she has been published many times by the Youth Literature Newspaper, and has been published many times by the Literary Newspaper, she can be said to be a big celebrity in the school, and no one will be surprised that this prose is written by her. So, that's their plan. It can be said to be perfect!

Thinking that her plan was flawless and her goal was about to be achieved, Zhang Yan smiled proudly.

At this moment, a tall and tall woman with long hair and a very iconic face came in without knocking on the door.

However, when Zhang Yan saw it, not only was she not angry, but she also stood up with a smile and said, "Oh, Xiaotong is here, hurry up and sit down." As he spoke, he moved his stool over for Xiaotong to sit on.

"What's the matter with me? Go ahead. I'm going to go to cram school later. Zhang Xiaotong said proudly. It looks like a proud white swan.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to get angry when she heard this, and said with a smile: "Xiaotong, I found a good article, you can take a look, if you can, you can use it to publish it, and add a little to your aura."

Zhang Xiaotong raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Huh? What do you mean? Let me plagiarize? Do you think I'm going to do that? I can do it on my own! Zhang Xiaotong was a little angry when he heard this, this is simply looking down on himself!

Zhang Yan saw that this was a misunderstanding of her own meaning, although this was originally her meaning, but she couldn't let her think so. She knows that Zhang Xiaotong is a very proud person.

"Xiaotong, don't get me wrong, this prose is not plagiarized, it's no one's, so you don't have to worry. This is ownerless, if you don't believe it, you can go to the Internet to look it up. How could my aunt hurt you? Zhang Yan tried her best to explain, for fear that Zhang Xiaotong would refuse. Then her plan would be in vain.

"Hmph, whether there is anyone or not, I won't use it, I can write it on my own strength, why plagiarize?" Zhang Xiaotong still said proudly. didn't give Zhang Yan face at all.

Zhang Yan's forehead sweat came out, and she said hurriedly: "Xiaotong, you can take a look at this prose first, it's really good, this prose may be able to make you promote to the ranks of writers!"

Well? As soon as she heard the sentence that she could be promoted to the ranks of writers, Zhang Xiaotong was moved, she dreamed of entering the ranks of writers, even if she was the lowest level of writers!

I have worked hard all these years, worked hard to write articles, and published them in newspapers, don't you just want to be able to enter the ranks of writers? However, after two years of hard work, there is still no progress, and I submitted an application again and again, but it was still rejected! Even if you let your father come forward, you can't do it!

Therefore, Zhang Xiaotong is completely immune to the temptation of being able to advance to the ranks of writers! So, she was intrigued!

"Oh? Where is the article? Take it for me to see. He said that he stretched out his hand to Zhang Yan.

When Zhang Yan saw it, she was overjoyed, this was hopeful, so she hurriedly took out the manuscript that Qin Lang gave her from the drawer and handed it to Zhang Xiaotong.

Zhang Xiaotong took the manuscript and began to read it, and when I first started reading it, I felt that the writing was very beautiful, even dozens of times better than my own! The more he looked down, the more surprised Zhang Xiaotong became, until he saw the core of the prose, Zhang Xiaotong's heart trembled fiercely!

Because she is the one who is about to face parting, she has the most deep understanding of this kind of prose, especially since she is also a person who loves literature very much. Therefore, when she finished reading it, she suddenly remembered her tablemates, her roommates, and the best friends who have always been with her, as well as some classmates who have been silently paying for her.

Zhang Xiaotong recalled the happy time she used to spend with her friends, and now she was about to face separation, and her eyes slowly filled with tears. A trace of reluctance, sadness, and a faint remorse quietly flashed from the bottom of my heart.

She even has an impulse at the moment to gather everyone together and get together, which can be regarded as a memento of the happy times of the past two years.

"Auntie, are you sure this essay is ownerless?" Zhang Xiaotong closed his eyes and let the tears flow, and asked lightly.

"Well, I'm sure, it's ownerless, so you can rest assured." Zhang Yan heard her niece call herself, and her heart suddenly tightened with joy, it had been a long time, and her niece had not called herself for a long time.

"Okay, you can help me publish this essay, it's a parting expression to my classmates and friends." After Zhang Xiaotong finished speaking, he stood up and left.

Zhang Yan saw that she was leaving, and wanted to say her request, but she couldn't open her mouth, so she had to bow her head in disappointment and be silent.

And at this moment, Zhang Xiaotong suddenly turned around and said: "The request you said before, I will tell my father, I don't care if it can be done." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Only Zhang Yan, who was crying with joy in the office, was left............