Cheng Wenge scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Huang Han, I also want to see what you published." ”

"Alas, I'm afraid you'll get confused when you see it, and you'll be thinking about it in class. ”

"No, no, I promise I won't think about it anymore after reading it. ”

"Alas! Popularity is really harmful! If you really want to see it, you can do it!" In the activity class, Qian Aiguo took out "Ancient Legends" from his schoolbag and watched it with Cheng Wenge.

Shen Xiaorong walked over, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Do you two know whose work "The Rise of a Great Power at the End of the Ming Dynasty" is?" The wonderful plot has made Cheng Wenge, who has watched a long story for the first time in his life, not enough to use his brain, he said casually: "I know, Huang Han wrote it!" Shen Xiaorong exclaimed: "Ah? How is this possible?" Cheng Wenge didn't raise his head and said: "What's impossible about this, I have seen Huang Han writing with my own eyes." Shen Xiaorong knew that Chengwenge never lied, so she immediately rushed to the piano classroom, Zhang Chunmei also heard their conversation, and walked to Chengwenge and Qian Aiguo to cover the open "Ancient Legends" with her hands.

The two of them were looking at it vigorously, and said in unison: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!"

"Who is messing with you? Huang Han refuses to use his own name when writing a book, there must be a purpose in using his father's name, can you have such a big mouth?"

"Eh!" The two of them were confused, Cheng Wenge scratched his head and said, "Huang Han didn't tell us to keep it secret!

"Alas, you guys! There is not enough success and more than failure. Qian Aiguo somewhat understood, pulled Chengwen Pavilion, and said, "Let's hurry up and go to the piano classroom in the backyard to have a look." "The elegance of the old backyard is still there, the locust trees are lush, the piano classroom is melodious, and Huang Han and Huang Hao are playing "To Alice".

After moving to a Hui school house, he was able to arrange a room as a piano room, but Huang Han thought that practicing the piano at school was more enjoyable than practicing at home alone, so he did not move the piano home.

One more piano to put on the façade, of course, the school is happy to see it, and no one can ask about it. Shen Xiaorong, who came in a hurry, had an angry face, and she said, "Huang Han, you are dishonest!"

"What's wrong, Rong'er?" the second monk Huang Han was puzzled. The smart Huang Feng saw that Shen Xiaorong was looking for her brother, and said,

"I went back to the classroom and ran away. Seeing that there was no one else in the piano classroom, Shen Xiaorong's voice raised a lot and asked, "Why did you write and publish in your father's name?"

"You know, who's such a big mouth!"

"You don't care who told me, I'm very upset when I know anyway. ”

"Yo, why aren't you upset?"

"I don't even know if you write it!" At this moment, Shen Xiaorong's heart was really injured, she always thought that she was good friends with Huang Han, but unfortunately people did such a big thing, she didn't know, people might not treat her as a friend at all.

The girl was aggrieved, and tears were rolling in her eyes. Seeing this, Huang Han hurriedly explained: "Hey, hey! When I write, I can't be sure that it will be published, so I'm embarrassed to go everywhere? The cowhide is blown out, if it is rejected, where will I put this face?"

"Huh!" sounds like a plausible explanation. Shen Xiaorong's sad mood improved slightly, and she still asked with a straight face: "Then you know that it has been published, why don't you tell me in time?"

"It's not good! The author is my father. Rong'er, if you know the truth, you have to help me keep it secret for the time being, at least until half of the eight parts I plan are published. ”

"Why?"

"I'm a kid, but I'm writing this book as an 'adult', and if readers know it's a fourth-grader, they might not read it at all. But if you lure them to read half of it, you should be unstoppable, not only will you not give up the book when you know the truth, but it is also possible that due to the large number of people who are talking about it, people who have not read it will become curious, causing more people to buy books and read them!"

"Huang Han, your brain is too complicated, there are so many at once, I can't understand it!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, keep it in mind and go back and ask your father. He's sure to be able to tell you something in a nutshell. ”

"Hmm! Huang Han, I wasn't convinced that your grades were better than mine before, but now I'm completely convinced!"

"Don't! Your good grades are all based on your strength, I actually admire them so much!"

"You, are you sarcastic about me?" Shen Xiaorong's face turned red. It's no wonder that Shen Xiaorong had a misunderstanding, throughout the fourth grade, Huang Han has always occupied the first place, and Shen Xiaorong has been relegated to the second.

She is a proud white goose, she has been trying to surpass Huang Han after she is willing to live in people, but unfortunately she is slightly inferior in composition every time.

Now that she learned that Huang Han could write such a wonderful feature, she was really convinced. Who knew that Huang Han was like this, of course she felt sarcastic in her ears.

Huang Han saw that the girl's face was flushed, and knew that she didn't believe her big truth, so he hurriedly remedied, and said: "I can swear to me, these words are absolutely from the bottom of my heart, to be honest, my grades are good because I am hanging, and I am really not as good as you." Seeing Huang Han's serious expression, not like he was lying, Shen Xiaorong asked with a flashing of wonderful eyes, "What does it mean to open the hanging?"

"Eh!" Huang Han hurriedly crooked his mouth and said: "It's opportunistic, this method is unscientific and can't last, and it will be a complete phenomenon in high school, and I should have become a public at that time, and you may not take me seriously!"

"Hu, my parents have been, boys grow up smarter, girls grow up and their grades may fall due to physical reasons!

Huang Han said: "If the two of us are still in high school in the same middle school, and my grades are not top at that time, and you are still a top student, will you be willing to tutor me at that time?" The expression on Shen Xiaorong's face suddenly dimmed, and she wanted to bite her lip and said firmly: "If we can still be fated to become high school classmates, we should definitely help each other!" Huang Han is a person who has come over, and when he heard the voice-over, it should be that her parents have begun to think about her future, as for whether to go back to Hangzhou or go abroad directly, Huang Han can't guess.

Anyway, Huang Han knows the historical trend, and the next few years will be a fever to go abroad, and there is no way out, and he sharpened his head and squeezed out!

In her previous life, Shen Xiaorong was a legend, a gorgeous rainbow drawn by the experimental study of Sanshui County, and in this life, she is still a hurried passerby.

In the future, there may be teachers who will tell her story in the experiment, and maybe some students will think of her by chance and wonder if she can be safe in a foreign country?

Huang Han smiled calmly: "Sanshui County is too good, it can't stand the phoenix spreading its wings, it doesn't matter, we will work hard, we will have confidants in the sea, and we will be next to each other." ”

"I'm going to cry!" the girl couldn't hide her sadness at this time, and really wept. Zhang Chunmei, who was walking outside the courtyard, immediately stopped when she saw this scene, and said viciously to Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo: "See, Shen Xiaorong is crying angrily, it's all a good thing you did!" Qian Aiguo said: "No! Shen Xiaorong's reaction was too big." Cheng Wenge blamed himself: "It's all my fault!" I want to talk about "1981" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to it on WeChat

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