19 The threat of Lao Yang
Qin Xilu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked out of the bedroom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Mom, let's string necklaces together."
Mother Qin raised her head and glared at her: "You have only been in the college entrance examination for half a year, go and study hard!" ”
"It's okay, I've reviewed it today, I want to relax."
Li village shantytown.
The sudden sound of motorcycles caused a group of dogs to bark.
Ximen rushed back home, and Ximen Kuo asked, "Your billiard hall opened today?" ”
"Hmm!" Ximen Chong nodded.
Ximen Kuo turned his gaze to the TV again, nodded and said, "I won't work overtime this weekend, and I'll go to you when I have time." ”
"Don't, if you go, you will definitely eat and drink for nothing, and the store is not my own."
Hu Chunlan also dissuaded.
Ximen Kuo's temper came up again, and glared at her: "Huh? I paid for him to open a store, and I can't go and see it myself? No matter how I say that he is also my son, when Lao Tzu goes to sit and sit, he is embarrassed to take my money? ”
Ximen Kuo is a well-known temper in several nearby villages, Ximen Chong couldn't resist him, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you please." But when I talk about ugly things, what do you eat and drink, pay for it yourself, I won't serve, let alone reimburse. ”
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house.
"You little bunny!"
Hu Chunlan chirped: "You said yesterday to introduce him to an ugly one, he must be angry with you." You said that you know a lot of people, so you can't find a good-looking girl for your son? How can anyone in the world be a father like you? ”
"Humph! How did I become a father? Did he fight for me when he was a child? Besides, just like him, do you think he can look at others, can people look at him? ”
Hu Chunlan said: "Then I don't care, anyway, I want to hold a good-looking grandson." ”
Simon Kuo snorted twice, and after a while he said, "If you really think so, I really know a particularly beautiful girl." ”
"Oh? Who's from? ”
Ximen Kuo smiled and said: "My boss's daughter, she can be called a water spirit, and she can be called a Junba ......."
Hu Chunlan interjected: "Can't you say something practical? ”
Ximen Chong turned on the computer, clicked on the starting point of the gold and boarded the author's number.
Seeing the short station in the inbox, although he was not surprised, he was still slightly surprised, after all, the novel had only been uploaded for a day.
It seems that the efficiency of all walks of life in this world is still quite high.
He followed the above contact information, used his own communication software, Diandian, to find it and send a friend application.
Unexpectedly, just five minutes later, a reminder of verification came.
Editor (Brother Wolf): Wildfire Energetic Grass?
Ximen Chong first made a sweaty expression, and then replied: "I didn't do anything in the middle... ”
Editor (Brother Wolf): Got it! However, Brother Wolf, this wolf, is not a wolf of wild wolves, but a wolf with a knife on the head of the color word.
Ximen Chong: !! Is Brother Wolf the editor in charge or a contract editor?
Editor (Brother Wolf): I am responsible for the editor-in-charge and the contracted editor! The attachment is the signing contract, you type it out tomorrow and fill it out, and send it as soon as possible. Give me your usual mobile phone number and I'll send you the mailing address to your phone.
Ximen Chong sent him his mobile phone number, and he received a text message after a while.
The editor, Brother Wolf, chatted with him for a while, asked him to install a "Diandian" on his phone, and then called "88" to flash offline.
Simon punched 60,000 words vigorously, and after completing the two-day measurement, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The next day, he arrived at school early.
Of course, this is already compared to his previous time, and for most students, it can't be more late.
The students in the class are reading early.
Simon Chong listened to their filial reading, and couldn't help but yawn. After a while, I took out my headphones and listened to the music of this world.
It's ugly, it's ugly!
Well? This one isn't bad......
When I was commenting and complaining, the editor Brother Wolf sent a text message: Wildfire, be sure to send the contract today, brother is waiting to recommend you.
I'll wipe it, I'll come early in the morning, wild wolf, you're too conscientious!
Ximen Chong counted down, got up and walked out.
When passing by Yang Yingxue's seat, he just stretched out his hand, about to pinch her earlobe that had been kissed by himself, when Yang Guokui suddenly stood at the door.
"Humph!"
Yang Guokui coughed heavily, his eyes like swords. Ximen Chong slowly withdrew his palm and walked out with a big grin.
"Lao Yang, the weather is bad today, why don't you sleep more at home?"
Yang Guokui pulled him aside, and said with a calm face: "What do you sleep, sleep again, no one will turn the girl to the fire pit!" ”
"What do you say...... On a cold day, there is a fire pit and how warm it is. ”
"I'm not going to talk to you!" Yang Guokui suddenly lowered his voice: "If you kid really want to chase Xuexue, it's not impossible." ”
Ximen Chongle was happy, he didn't know Yang Guokui's thoughts, and pointed at him and said: "Don't say let me take her to Kyoto University, because the building near the water will get the moon first, and the flowers and trees will meet in spring early, so I can chase her." ”
"What do you say? The buildings near the water get the moon first, and the sun-facing flowers and trees meet the spring early? Oh, I didn't see it before, why do you have so many poems in your belly? ”
Ximen Chong sighed, looked at the ceiling of the corridor, and said softly in a very pretentious voice: "Old Yang, you don't understand!" I didn't show off my talent because I didn't want girls to fall in love with me because of my talent. Think about it, if I lose my talent one day, who will love me again? ”
Yang Guokui looked him up and down, frowned, and said, "Do you think that with your kid's appearance, if you don't rely on your talent, how many girls will take a fancy to you?" ”
At this time, Cao Weibin, the head teacher of Class 6, walked out of the office and greeted Yang Guokui. When he was about to walk to the door of the classroom, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Ximen, when are you free, you can come to my class to sit down, there is still a vacant seat next to Xiaolu." ”
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Ximen Chong arched his hand.
Yang Guokui was not happy when he was on the board, and said to him: "You kid really let go of the quota, don't want to chase my daughter in your life!" ”
"Lao Yang, don't worry, I'm not too young, what should I do, I have a good idea in my heart. You see, it's just our friendship, uh-huh~ understand, right? ”
He patted Yang Guokui on the shoulder, laughed and walked downstairs.
Yang Guokui looked at his back, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times in anger, this kid, he fucked and played ball with himself again.
I understand, I understand hair!
Due to the proximity to the restaurant, Ximen Chong first went to the cafeteria to buy five fried dough sticks, made a cup of soy milk, and walked towards the only printing agency in the school while eating.
In the printing office, there are four or five people busy printing materials.
He called the boss, handed over the USB drive, and waited for it to be printed. He put the soy milk aside, picked up the contract and looked at it carefully.
After checking that it was correct, I took out a pen from the pen holder on the side to sign, but I didn't expect to write a few strokes, and the ink was intermittently ugly.
He saw that in and around the pen holder, there was no carbon pen except for colored pens, so he had to shake it a few times.
Which Cheng thought, a accidentally knocked the soy milk in his hand out and hit the chest of a girl who was entering the door impartially.
The cup containing the soy milk was a hot drink cup, the lid almost didn't work, and when the soy milk just flew out, the lid of the cup was already separated, and this time it hit her, and it poured out directly.
The girl who came in looked at the white soybean milk flowing down her chest, and was stunned for ten seconds, and then her voice soared directly from zero to one hundred and twenty decibels.
"Ahh