Xie Yuguo was busy until midnight before returning home.

Uncle Zhang hadn't slept yet, and asked him with concern: "Yuguo, how did you stay up to this time today?" You can't take your body seriously when you're young. ”

"Hey, thank you," Xie Yuguo stopped and handed a cigarette to the uncle, "I should have gone back a long time ago, but I met a dozen or so people who were going to bully Xiao He over there when I caught Yun Cheng, didn't I just arrest people back, it's only too late." ”

"Huh? Xiao He is okay, right? ”

"It's not a big deal, Yun Cheng was scared when she was protecting her," Xie Yuguo yawned, "Uncle, rest, I'll go back to sleep first." ”

"Hey, hey, okay."

The next day, the elders of the whole compound knew that Lin Nianhe had an accident last night.

"What kind of ability is it to bully a girl if you have the ability to make a man?"

"Let's not mention how many people have died and how much blood has been shed in the three generations of the Lin family, just talk about how much foreign exchange income Nianhe has added to the Canton Fair."

"Binghui told me that the house in Nianhe Lane is going to run a cram school, how can the major event of promoting education delay a few hooligans?"

"If something like this happens less than five hundred meters away from the school, Nian He has Yun to protect it, what about other students? These little cubs are all expensive. ”

"I just checked, this family has been bullying the township in the past few years, and the report materials collected these days are half a foot thick! There are many complaints. ”

"Huh? I'll take a look at it too......"

Compared with the gains and losses of countless people, Lin Nianhe's matter is not enough to worry about.

She has become a little spark that ignites the fuse, and she can't control what will eventually detonate.

She only knew that the first one to explode was Xie Yuguo.

Because of his deep involvement in this incident, Xie Yuguo received an errand to thoroughly investigate the streets.

The first thing he did after receiving the task was to call Courtyard 88 and scolded Su Yuncheng hoarsely for half an hour.

Of course, Su Yuncheng will not deprive his good brother of the right to vent his emotions.

He just put the phone receiver aside to keep the phone unblocked, and then went to buy a soda for Lin Nianhe.

Xie Yuguo scolded so much that Su Yuncheng didn't hear a word.

Both sides were happy.

Lin Nianhe was also very happy.

Because the biography written by Wen Lan to Principal Wu was successfully reviewed by the Beijing Daily after a simple revision by the three of them, and it will be published in three days.

I have to say that after two years of accumulation, one year of exam preparation, and two weeks of professional classes, Sister Lan's writing skills have been reborn, and she is no longer the Wen Lan who can only write and grind foreign workers.

Lin Nianhe especially likes the last paragraph:

Although Principal Wu is in the countryside, he is still concerned about the future of the anti-city educated youth, and has been invited to serve as the honorary principal of the Beijing Lingyun Tutorial School.

"The road is long and the road is long, and the line is coming!"

In the newspaper office, Lin Nianhe shook hands with the editor-in-chief with a smile on his face, and then put forward his own appeal: "Please ask Mr. to print 100,000 copies of this issue of the newspaper, and I will personally fund the purchase." ”

The editor-in-chief was dumbfounded: "100,000 copies? Are you sure? What do you want so many newspapers for? ”

Lin Nianhe's face was serious and serious: "Principal Wu is my mentor, I want everyone to know her deeds of sacrificing herself!" ”

"Ah, that's understandable, but 100,000 is too much, isn't it?"

Lin Nianhe directly took out 5,000 yuan: "This is newspaper money, you accept it first, and when the printing is finished, you call me, and I will find a car to pick up the goods." ”

"Okay, no problem, I'll give you a stamp! It's too troublesome for you to pick it up, you give me an address, and I'll send it to you! ”

"That's great, thank you, you're the best newspaper editor-in-chief I've ever met!"

Leaving the newspaper office, Wen Lan patted her wallet and said generously: "Come on!" Sister earns the manuscript fee! Treat you two to dinner! All-you-can-eat! ”

Lin Nianhe: "Sister, your manuscript fee is three yuan and two, are you sure I can eat as much as I want?" ”

"Eat, eat, you two slap-sized people can still eat me poor?"

"Hey, that's what you said, don't regret it."

"Whoever regrets it is the one who is cowardly."

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei are still very kind, how could they eat up Wen Lan's manuscript fee in one meal?

Sister Lan settled the account, and there were still two cents left in the manuscript fee.

Lin Nianhe said: "I don't want a bottle of soda anymore." ”

Wang Shumei said: "I don't eat ice cream anymore. ”

The two said in unison: "You're welcome." ”

Wen Lan: "......"

None of the pigs in the ten-mile brigade could be made by them.

Lin Nianhe ate the remaining peanuts on the plate, and said to Wang Shumei: "In the past few days, we will recruit people to work part-time, one piece a day, distribute newspapers, recruit more people, and we must scatter all 100,000 newspapers in one day." ”

"Okay, I'll do it." Wang Shumei drank the rest of the soda in one go and burped, "But the name of the cram school is quite nice, didn't you choose it?" ”

"Huh? Why can't it be me? ”

"Do you believe what you say?"

Lin Nianhe put down his chopsticks, tapped the desktop and said seriously: "You must know that you have been the first in the world for a long time. The name of the school comes from this poem. ”

Lin Nianhe didn't lie, she really thought of this poem, and then she felt that the name of the school could be called ...... First-rate cram school.

Dad Lin said that the name was too flamboyant, and suggested that it be called Yunzhi Cram School.

Mother Lin felt that the name was awkward, and changed it to "Lingyun Cram School".

In fact, Lin Nianhe still thinks that first-rate cram schools are better.

But because Dad Lin had no brains to stand with Mother Lin, she lost when the three of them voted.

Hum...... Usually she is careful with her liver, and she has to go to the back row when she is serious.

After listening to Lin Nianhe's story, Wang Shumei glanced at Wen Lan and said, "With your tone, shouldn't it be called a 'first-rate cram school'?" ”

Lin Nianhe's eyes lit up: "You also think this name is better, don't you!" ”

Wang Shumei: "Roll the calf, don't bury me." ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Hum......

Except for the initiators, everyone thinks that "Lingyun Cram School" is very good.

Ji Lao even gave Mobao in person, not only writing a plaque, but also a pair of couplets.

"Grandpa, if Brother Ming Yi is fine, can you let him go to a cram school to teach English for a while?"

Lin Nianhe explained his intention while grinding to Ji Lao.

Ji Lao wrote down a line of words before saying, "Yes." ”

Ji Ming also got into trouble before, although Yuan came back, Ji Lao still wanted him to sink for a while.

It is just right to go to a cram school to be an English teacher, Ji Ming has also lived and studied abroad since he was a child, his English is excellent, and being a teacher does not involve other problems, which is just right.

Ji Lao continued to write and asked her, "Has the teacher been recruited?" ”

"There are a lot of people who have signed up, and the first written exam will be organized tomorrow, which is based on the teaching subjects," Lin Nianhe said in detail, "After that, there will be an interview, and the questions will be randomly selected for the trial, if you are free, can you give us a palm?" ”

"Me? I'll forget it, I don't know much about teaching, you can find Lao Ren. Ji Lao shook his head and continued to write.

He was slightly sluggish when he put down his pen, as if he had something on his mind.