Since the 'promise' that evening, our little sun has finally recovered, and the whole person has become full of youth, how eye-catching.

However, at this ignorant age, there are still some who deliver love letters, but they can't find one who boldly confesses, and they all use obscure ways to express their budding youth.

Our little sun naturally received a lot of love letters, which made her very annoyed.

There was a precedent of 'you are my little sun', which was finally solved and a gift was paid, but now this kind of thing has become commonplace.

And in the face of the lethality of Xiang Yang's words, these love letters are also too naïve, and at this point, Yang Yixin's vision is already very clear.

I can't cope with it, and I told the teacher that she can't do this kind of thing, and if she thinks about it, she can only find an 'expert' in this area to consult.

Since the agreement at sunset that day, the relationship between the two has actually been very delicate, and many things that even their parents can't say are no longer secrets between the two.

For example, these received love letters.

"Xiangyang, what do you say I should do?" Yang Yixin pinched three letters in various packages, her eyes were anxious, and she didn't know what to do.

Xiang Yang suddenly laughed, and Yang Yi admired him a few times.

"Tell you about the business? What are you laughing at? ”

Xiang Yang suppressed his smile and said, "Actually, it's nothing!" You just don't pay attention to it, and it's not interesting for them to write and write, so naturally they don't write it. ”

"Moreover, maybe when the final exam comes, Mr. Zhu will come to thank you!"

"Ah......" Yang Yixin listened inexplicably, the first sentence was quite constructive, but the latter sentence came to Mr. Zhu's side.

"What does this have to do with Mr. Zhu?"

Xiang Yang couldn't help but smile and said seriously: "Of course it matters, haven't you improved the overall writing level of your classmates, those guys are not so active in writing essays!" ”

Yang Yixin finally came back to her senses, chasing Xiangyang all the way, scolding the big villain in her mouth, but it was like two little couples flirting.

The relationship between the two is indeed very natural, but it is not only because of a small sun, the most important thing is the change of the sun.

Since Xiang Yang helped Yang Yixin solve a problem that the whole class couldn't solve, Xiang Yang's status in her eyes began a big reversal, and Xiang Yang has always maintained this reversed status, helping to solve problems from time to time, which makes him exist like a god in Yang Yixin's eyes.

"Why are you so good, but why were your grades so bad before?" That's how Yang Yixin asked.

And for this problem, Xiangyang has long had his own statement.

"This is called a late bloomer, the day after tomorrow, in fact, there are still Einstein and Newton as the first people, they are more cattle than me, right?"

In this way, Xiang Yang successfully fooled the past, he couldn't say that he was actually an uncle, and he was deceiving his little sister with candy.

Time is spent in a song-like youth, and you at the same table haven't released it yet, but Xiang Yang has already hummed.

On April 15, 1993, Xiang Yang was about to go home from school as usual, when he was suddenly stopped by the old man in the communication room and told him that there was a registered letter from himself.

In these years, the chances of a primary school student receiving a registered letter are very small, but all the teachers in the whole school have asked all the teachers, and none of them are named Xiangyang, but it is pointed out that among the sixth grade students, there is a name Xiangyang.

The list is on the table of the old man in the communication room, and with the student ID card on Xiang Yang's chest, one is accurate.

Fortunately, this old man is not a talker, he didn't ask Xiangyang about it, gave a registered letter, and let Xiangyang go.

Xiang Yang put the letter in his schoolbag and didn't rush to open it, but the dust finally settled in his heart, and the manuscript was finally delivered, and it should have been taken care of.

Because there is no rejection now, in this era of letter delivery, which magazine has a lot of money, it is obviously unreasonable to send a registered mail to tell you that we have not taken a fancy to your work.

When I returned home, after dinner, I listened to Xiang Mother's nagging words as usual, and then I got tired of being by the old man's side, and Xiang Yang was about to open the registered letter.

When he saw the remittance slip, Xiang Yang's heart was actually broken, and then the remuneration of 1,500 yuan above made his heart collapse even greater.

It's not that the manuscript fee is too little, but too much.

The remuneration of 100 yuan for 1,000 words has caught up with the standard of textbooks. You must know that the salary of ordinary workers is only one or two hundred yuan per month.

With such a huge amount of money, how could he go to the post office to pick it up in front of everyone's eyes!

After that, there was a letter of invitation, saying that he hoped to get all the follow-up stories of the ghost blowing the lamp, and the remuneration could be appropriately increased, and the language was very official, and after Xiang Yang read it again, he naturally crumpled it up and threw it into the trash.

Of course, he will continue to send the draft, but if you want the whole plot, it is obviously impossible, since the first step has gone out, he is not afraid of the pearl dust, it depends on the sincerity of the other party.

However, the first manuscript fee in this life,It's really a problem.,A primary school student takes a large amount of money to remittance.,It's estimated that it will be confirmed and reconfirmed.,The procedure must be troublesome to death.,And it's easy to be called a parent.。

And once the parents are called, this matter is really difficult to explain, after all, such a large amount of money, even if it is taken back, it is estimated that it will be confiscated.

But Xiang Yang really wants to rely on this money to implement the plan, so this money can't be lost, and it must be firmly in his own hands.

In the end, Xiang Yang set his eyes on the old man, which was the easiest breakthrough for him at present.

Xiang Lao Man carried a gun in his early years, and he was a great figure in the commune period before, and then he retired after applying for a township-level township in Nansha Township, and he still has some influence.

The old man came forward, and it should be very smooth to get the money back, and in the end, as long as the old man's work is done well, there will be no big problem.

After all, the old man's affection for his little grandson is simply a little unreasonable.

The day after that, Xiang Yang basically did the old man's "ideological work" when he had nothing to do, explicitly and implicitly expressing his intentions, and finally conquered this fortress.

However, when Xiang Yang took out the huge remittance slip, Xiang Xiang's mouth was wide enough to stuff two eggs.

"Grandpa, you have to keep this a secret!" Xiang Yang is still not at ease doing ideological work, after all, his grandfather has always been proud of him, Xiang Yang has done a shocking thing here, I am afraid that he will go around to publicize it.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, but it's not the time yet.

"Good...... It's a secret, okay! Xiang Xiang couldn't laugh or cry a little, but the wrinkles on his face proved how happy the old man was.

Weekend, April 17, 1993.

Because of Xiang Old Man's face, the postmaster personally helped handle Xiang Yang's business, and the first "huge money" after Xiang Yang's rebirth finally settled and went into his pocket smoothly.