Chapter 472: Regret

The more I looked back, the more serious Mr. Tan's expression became.

Gradually, I didn't even care about drinking tea.

Not to mention.

This time, the recommended classmate Lu, seems to be really quite good?

Teacher Tan put down the canned and bottled teacups, and read and turned the pages with his free hands.

The further back I looked, the straighter Mr. Tan's back became.

In the end, he simply stood up with the manuscript in his hand, and his head turned around and looked aimlessly.

Teacher Tan touched his forehead and laughed, unspeakably excited.

I can't wait to rush to the English major now, pull someone to ask carefully, ask carefully.

Were these manuscripts done independently?

Fortunately, there were many big scenes, and Mr. Tan couldn't help it.

Last time, when Director Ma came over, he said that in a short period of time, this classmate Lu will not be able to spare time.

Then wait a little longer!

No hurry......

In a school, there are many opportunities to meet in the future.

I didn't spend much time in the office before, and my desk was mostly idle.

It's different in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to come over once in a while, and a few drawers in the office should be equipped with a few small locks.

Suppressing his excitement, Mr. Tan smiled and put the desk away.

On the other side, English majors.

Li Yue came back from the office and hesitated for a long time, but still stood in front of Lu Miao's desk.

She just stood there with a gloomy face and didn't speak.

Lu Miao raised her eyes and glanced at it, rolled her eyes inexplicably, and continued to flip through the textbook to get busy with herself:

"If there's a fart, let it go."

Li Yue pursed her lips vigorously and asked directly:

"Did Mr. Tan tell you about the Guoying Society?"

Lu Miao paused for a moment, and looked at her suspiciously:

"How do you know about the Kokuei?"

"I asked you first!"

Li Yue's voice was sharp.

"If you ask me, I'm going to answer?"

“……”

Li Yue was speechless.

Just as the class bell rang, she took a sip, glared at Lu Miao viciously and said:

"Shame on going through the back door!"

"You say it again?"

Lu Miao stood up with the textbook, and Guan Yangyang grabbed her in time:

"The teacher is here."

"Down!"

Lu Miao stared at Li Yue coldly and sat back at her desk.

Li Yue didn't dare to say more.

The fault of the last review, she still hasn't washed it back.

In front of the teacher, I don't dare to mess around.

……

Li Yue didn't dare to cause trouble, and she was worried that the gap between her and Lu Miao would be too big, and she would really be compared.

For a period of time after that, Li Yue was like a demon, holding an English book day and night.

In the classroom, Li Yue gradually stopped rising, and the students were surprised.

Even Guan Yangyang privately scolded Lu Miao from time to time, asking Lu Miao to look at Li Yue:

"Is this out of the book? Do you really want to make a difference? ”

Guan Yangyang's tone is unclear, and there are many elements of gossip.

Lu Miao shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"Whatever, it's okay with me anyway."

It's not upside-down, that's the biggest bump.

I'm not sure I'm holding back some big moves!

Lu Miao is too lazy to care, anyway, don't offend her.

"I don't have classes today, so I'll go back first. See you next week. ”

"Okay, see you next week!"

After two classes in the morning, Lu Miao went home and cleaned up after lunch.

After sorting out the manuscripts for nearly two weeks, she went to the publishing house in the afternoon.

Nearly 30,000 words of Chinese manuscript and more than 50 pages of manuscript paper hold up the paper document bag.

When Xu Hongmei took the heavy document bag, her eyes were full of disbelief.

"So much? So thick! Are these yes? ”

"Fifty-six pages, exactly twenty-eight thousand words."

"Twenty-eight thousand words! Fortnight! Half a month! ”

Xu Hongmei's eyes widened, the corners of her mouth twitched with excitement, and she almost didn't jump up from the chair while opening the file bag.

"How did you do that? Are you a machine? Machines can't do that, aren't you still in school? ”

Lu Miao raised her eyebrows, scratched her forehead playfully and helplessly, and said nonsense:

"The school is about to end for the summer, the curriculum is not so heavy, and there is no need to participate in voluntary labor before the exam, so there is more time."

Xu Hongmei nodded, still feeling incredulous.

Taking out the manuscript paper from the file bag, Xu Hongmei read a few pages carefully, thought of something, and raised her head to remind Lu Miao:

"Don't just think about the translation, your studies are still important, and you will have to record the final exam of the next semester in your student file at that time."

Lu Miao smiled dryly and nodded:

"Okay, I got it."

Xu Hongmei let out a "hmm", lowered her head and continued to read the manuscript.

After all, it's about that.

Even though she was fascinated by it, the 28,000-word manuscript, in less than ten minutes, Xu Hongmei roughly skimmed through all of them.

"I really regret it!"

"Huh?"

Lu Miao was puzzled.

What do you regret?

Xu Hongmei sighed loudly, and reluctantly told Lu Miao about Director Ma always running here before:

"I should have said that I wouldn't let go of anything, and you said, if I left you behind, how many problems would it have to help me solve?"

Lu Miao put her fist to her lips and smiled softly, and quipped:

"I didn't expect that I would really become a sweetheart?"

Xu Hongmei looked at her with disgust:

"Isn't that it?"

Lu Miao smiled even brighter.

The place where she works, although it is tortuous and always jumping around, seems to make her feel a kind of cool life with a script?

Should I say it or not, the sense of steadiness and comfort that is recognized is quite comfortable.

Although Lu Miao doesn't take the initiative to make friends with people, she still has a cheerful personality and can talk about anything.

The two of them chatted for a long time, Xu Hongmei finished writing a list of issues for her, and held her hand for a while:

"I originally thought that you could stay with me for a while, but now it seems that the summer vacation is coming soon, and with your efficiency, that book is probably not going to be difficult for you."

"But then again, I'm not gossiping."

Xu Hongmei nodded on the table and said seriously:

"Kokueisha is not an ordinary place, so it's stressful......"

"In the future, if you can't stay over there, my side is your retreat, and you are welcome to come back at any time."

This is the ultimate recognition of her.

Lu Miao couldn't help but become cautious, and nodded seriously:

"I see, thank you Editor Xu."

Xu Hongmei nodded and said with a smile:

"In the future, if there is no outsider, I will call Sister Xu, Xu Editor Xu Editor, I am unfamiliar when I listen to it."

Lu Miao followed with a smile on her lips, her face full of kindness:

"Okay, Sister Xu."

"Hey!"

After staying in the editor-in-chief's office for a while, Lu Miao received 120 yuan from the previous batch of manuscripts and went home.

The work is reserved for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and the weekend, and I haven't been with the children for a while.

Lu Miao let Tang Mei rest, holding one in one hand, and another in front of her.

One big and three small ones carried their water cup pockets and went out for a walk.

In the shady place in the alley, the children were taught to play a small game of radish squatting.

A young daughter-in-law in her twenties and thirties came up:

"Yo, it's the daughter-in-law of the Xiao Fu family, right?"

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The author has something to say:

The female supporting line is already being received, but don't be so anxious, everything must be explained clearly, not that you can go offline immediately.

In addition, the whole world is running, and the "logic of time" must also be taken into account, otherwise it will collapse the babies.

(In the end, you can raise your hand high and not score, but can you not score low at will...... Players who generate electricity for love really need encouragement (crying)