The days are methodically taking small steps, passing by in a flash. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mu Ling has successfully asked the old principal for a week's vacation, and is ready to set off for the north during the eleventh long holiday, meeting the legendary Dong Yushi for a while, for about half a month.

Now there are still about ten days before the eleventh, and after several ideological work, Lu Yongyuan successfully persuaded Mu's father to give up a field to build a five-story small building, surrounded by a wall.

The settlement method of selling the land adopts the means of buying shares, and Mu's father owns five percent of the shares, and if the prospects are good, it is also a channel for money.

The supervisor of the construction of the house is in charge of Lu Yongyuan, who is professional and understands the market.

After everything was arranged, Mu's father also left and went to work.

Mu's mother looked a little lost because of this, and her eyes showed depression and sadness from time to time.

Capturing this, Mu Ling secretly said that it was not good, it seems that not being able to have children has become Mu's mother's biggest heart disease.

It seems that I am going to increase my output, and I have to strive to adjust Mu's mother's body as soon as possible, um! After thinking about it, Mu Ling nodded categorically.

"Tut-, beep-" The phone rang for a while, Mu's mother shook off her melancholy look and ran to the bedroom, only to hear a few uh-huh, uh-huh answers, and Mu Ling was called in by Mu's mother.

"Mom, what's the matter? Coming to me? Mu Ling couldn't help but wonder, she didn't tell any of her classmates her phone number, how could there be a call to find her?

"It's from Ink City TV, I heard that you were favored by the president of the Painting Association, so I wanted you to participate in an interview show." Mu's mother sat up from the phone and patted the mattress.

"TV station? Mom, did you agree? Mu Ling was shocked with a capital letter.

"Why don't you agree, our Xiaoling stands out, there are only two in the country, how can you do it without publicity?" Mu's mother straightened her back, pulled Mu Ling down in front of her, and pinched Mu Ling's face with a happy smile.

Looking at Mu's mother's happy expression, Mu Ling suppressed the words she wanted to refuse and nodded slightly.

As a child, isn't the best way to repay your kindness is to make your parents happy? It's hard for Mu's mother not to care about those shadows, so why should she pour a basin of cold water.

"Did they say when?" Mu Ling broke free from Mu's mother's hand, hugged her without hesitation, buried her head on Mu's mother's shoulder, and asked softly in a whisper.

Mu's mother stroked Mu Ling's silky hair, "The afternoon after tomorrow, I'll go to school later to help you ask for a leave." ”

"Hmm." didn't let go of her arms, Mu Ling wanted to keep the warmth of this moment.

In the evening, Mu Ling took the computer and began to code words, and now she must increase her efforts to save the manuscript, if she goes out for half a month in October, she will not have a free channel to write a novel for herself, and before leaving, she will probably show it to Kogoro, and the time is urgent.

The next day, the school playground.

"Today we are carrying out basketball training, presumably your basic skills have been very solid, in a few days there will be a second assessment, and students who are not yet proficient should practice diligently after going home." Wang Jie is still so majestic, tall, a little scumbag, and an uncle is full of fan.

"Then we practiced passing the ball first, and the first movement was a chest pass." As he spoke, Wang Jie picked up a basketball.

"Face your teammates, raise your head, bend your knees, spread your fingers, then hold the ball in front of your chest, elbows slightly outward, and take a step forward as you push the ball outwards with your arms outstretched." Synchronized with his language, Wang Jie neatly launched the basketball as a demonstration.

"Work in pairs, practice with each other, and teammates remember to pick up the ball in time!" Wang Jie whistled, and the boys and girls in front of him started moving one after another.

Without accidents, Mu Ling and Huo Yan formed a team.

Huo Yan took the lead in getting the ball, and from the outside, with a tall and sturdy figure and a more neutral appearance, he was a handsome young man, which was different from Lu Wen's deliberate pursuit of tomboy.

It's a pity that after seeing her such a simple and straightforward heart, Mu Ling has completely positioned her as a contradiction.

Huo Yan was close to perfection on her first attempt, and although the movements were not completely standard, the essence of it had already been reflected.

Helpless, and Huo Yan's group is both fortunate and unlucky, they have a good temper, easy to get along with, and are rare good partners. But the excessively high technical and learning ability is beyond people's reach, and often after comparing with her, Mu Ling said that her movements are simply unsightly.

In this way, Mu Ling was almost practicing alone, and Huo Yan played the role of a guide.

"When the ball is shot, the fingers are pushed up and forward, and the wrist is forced, not the whole arm!" Huo Yan picked up Mu Ling's arm and shook it up, without any pity for the jade.

Mu Ling could only cry silently in her heart, sister, even her personality is so similar to a boy.

After two days of practice, Mu Ling gradually improved, and that TV interview followed.

That afternoon, Mu Ling and Mu's mother came to the video studio in Ink City with excitement.

A woman in professional attire at the door saw Mu Ling and them, and greeted them directly.

"It's the award-winning child, it's so beautiful." The woman bent down and wanted to touch Mu Ling's face, but Mu Ling dodged her.

"Ah, this is our Mu Ling, someone called two days ago and said that she wanted an interview, Xiaoling, call Auntie." As she spoke, Mu's mother pulled Mu Ling's arm.

Mu Ling didn't make a sound, this woman was going to pinch her face when she came up, and she didn't care about her mother, she must not be a good bird, so don't think about being polite to her.

The woman who didn't succeed raised her head and looked at Mu's mother, "Hurry up, sit inside, the interview is about to start." After speaking, he turned around and left, and his words seemed to be full of disdain and complaint.

When Mu's mother pulled Mu Ling into the video, there were many older teenagers in her eyes, and there was no doubt that Mu Ling was the youngest of them.

After a while, the woman in professional clothes came over again, "Mu Ling, I'll tell you about the process." ”

Mu Ling didn't speak, she just raised her head to look at her, her smart eyes were a little like a whirlpool at this time, and she could easily involve people.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and continued, "Later, the host will ask you some questions, try to answer them on the best side, make your voice louder, don't squeak and whine, if there is a communication barrier, tell me now." ”

You have a communication barrier, your whole family has a communication barrier! Mu Ling was also angry, and kept muttering in her heart.

"No obstacles, loud voice, no stage fright." Mu Ling lowered her eyelids and replied in a cold voice, and when Mu's mother heard it, she could only smile beside her.

Suddenly, the lights at the front desk turned on all of a sudden, and there was a single sofa and a long row of sofas on the stage, which were probably for the host and guests to sit on.

"It's not early, remember, it's okay to be lively, but you can't talk nonsense!" patted Mu Ling's back, the woman brought Mu Ling to the entrance gate, Mu Ling probed slightly, and saw that the black pressed an audience.

Nani? Does anyone still watch this kind of show? It should be the parents who cheered for it.

After complaining, I heard the host's introduction, and the teenagers in front of me also stepped forward one by one and sat down on the sofa in bursts of applause.

"Next, we welcome the only child in Ink City who has been accepted as a disciple by the president of the Central Painters Association - Mu Ling!"