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    Dangdangdangdang~ The music after the exercise between classes today seems to be extraordinarily long.  Jiang Sen went back to the classroom in a daze and sat down, "March of Athletes" was still ringing in his ears, he was wondering why it was so endless, and then there was a flustered "Oh, why can't I turn it off" on the radio  The sound is obviously a technical failure of some hardware.

    The equipment in Eighteenth High School is like this. Every ten days and a half months, there will always be something wrong here or there, and someone needs to come over to repair it.  But there is no way out, this new campus is old and dilapidated bought at a low price, all the buildings are old houses over 40 years old, and it is good if they have not become dilapidated;  The equipment left by a certain technical college in Ou City is something that should have been eliminated a long time ago. However, the eighteenth high school has limited financial resources, so they can only take it all by pinching their noses and make do with it.

    And the only thing that makes Jiang Sen feel very gratified at present is that the drainage system in the dormitory is quite smooth.

    I hope he can maintain it like this until he graduates.

    Jingle bell bell~~

    The bell for the third period rang amidst the sound of radio music. Two seconds later, when Zheng Rongrong walked into the classroom smiling and touching her slightly bulging belly, the music on the radio station stopped abruptly.  It seems that the ultimate physical method was used to pull the plug.  When the ears quieted down, Jiang Sen suddenly felt that the restlessness in his heart had dissipated a lot.

    "Let's go to class." The little fairy whispered softly, skipped the process of standing up and saying hello, opened the textbook and said, "Starting today, the rest will be all about organic chemistry, which is a little bit difficult.  Everyone cheer up, overcome it, and open the textbook"

    Just as he was flipping through the book with his head down, another voice suddenly sounded outside the classroom.

    "Student Jiang Sen, come out." The old aunt of the school youth league committee appeared at the door of the classroom with a smile on her face.  This senior middle-level staff member of the school is even more ingenious than Cheng Zhanpeng on weekdays, basically as if he has never come to work.  When Leng Buding appeared like this, the official prestige was quite strong, and he didn't look like an ordinary school leader's temperament, so everyone in the classroom was silent for a while, only little fairy Rongrong asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

    "Someone came from the Propaganda Department in the district, and said he had something urgent to talk to Jiang Sen." The old aunt of the Youth League Committee beamed with joy, then suddenly stepped into the classroom, and said a little louder, "Oh,  By the way, let me tell you some good news by the way, that is Jiang Sen from our class, his masterpiece, "My""

    She paused on purpose.

    In the classroom, a large group of people, Chen Peipei and Zheng Xiaobin, really took the initiative to say: "My wife is a goddess!"

    "Yes! It's this book!" The old aunt of the Youth League Committee said with a smile, "This book has been officially published! I just went to the Xinhua Bookstore to check it out, and it is already available for purchase. The school also received a set of sample books.  Everyone applaud, and congratulate Jiang Sen!"

    clack clack clack

    "Teacher Jiang is awesome!" Jay Chou shouted loudly.

    The teacher of the Youth League Committee looked at Jiang Sen with a smile, and Jiang Sen slowly stood up and glanced at Zheng Rongrong.

    After little fairy Rongrong nodded, he walked towards the door of the classroom.

    "Ms. Jiang is really amazing, I feel like I'm winning prizes every day"

    "Oh, God made him suffer so much, this is all compensation"

    In the classroom, this kind of conversation is as common as menstruation posts in the post bar, and they have to come out for a walk every now and then.  Everyone is used to speaking and listening to it gradually, as if they have formed a unified understanding based on labels.

    However, the reason for this phenomenon is that Jiang Sen has become more and more capable of doing things recently.

    Under the envy and admiration of most people, as well as Ji Xianxi's jealous gaze, which he dared not reveal, Jiang Sen quickly followed the old aunt of the Youth League Committee away.

    Little Fairy Rong Rong sighed, and said, "Okay, that's Jiang Sen's own business, you still have to focus on your own studies. No matter how many awards you get, as a student, study is still the first priority."  You guys should work harder in the future, and it's not like Jiang Sen has the chance to be like that"

    The little fairy beat and encouraged again, and the classroom of Class 2 and 7 of Senior High School soon became quiet again

    "People in the district?" Jiang Sen walked downstairs with the old aunt of the Youth League Committee, and suddenly he didn't seem to be very tired. There was a sense of relief that the pressure suddenly disappeared after the obvious scumbag left the classroom environment.

    Slightly weird, but not totally weird.  After all, there is one thing to say, when Jiang Sen was studying in his previous life, it was indeed a short period of time.  laternbsp; It's not that I just donated to the school, and the follow-up actions will follow immediately.

    Jiang Sen was very tired, but it was impossible to say no.

    After all, he really wanted to pretend to be the director of the Oucheng District Writers Association, the honorary vice chairman of the Oucheng District Youth Writers Association, and the national top ten outstanding middle school students of the year.  With these names, life will be different in this three-acre land in Dongou City from now on.

    "However, my native place is in Oushun County"

    "It's okay, just turn around, it's very convenient." Minister Hu said with a smile.

    I'll go, and snatch people along the way, right?

    But it doesn't matter, anyway, the meat is rotten in the cauldron of Dongou City after being robbed

    In the next few years, he may go to the provincial capital or a larger city to settle down. Some things are inevitable.  Out of selfishness, it is understandable to move to Beijing or Shencheng in order to make his children's college entrance examination easier in the future. No one can accuse him of forgetting his roots.

    After Minister Hu finished his business, Pan Dahai briefly interviewed Jiang Senyitong again.

    Jiang Sen also spent two class time, talking about how hard he was when he was a child, how hard it was to study later, how hard it was to go to high school last year, how difficult the study conditions were, how time was spent on training, and how hard it was to write books.  With the help of the county and the Eighteenth Middle School, I finally got through the difficulties and ushered in the light. I also "thank you to the thousands of girls in Qingshan Village for their support", "thank you overseas Chinese for their love of my works", "thank you to the city  The care and love of the Writers Association at all levels in the village"

    After Balabala made it through like this, he won a lot of sympathy from Minister Hu and Secretary-General Qian, and the old aunt of the school league committee also wiped a few tears.  The last few people took a group photo in the office, and Pan Dahai took a separate photo for Jiang Sen, and finally sent the group of people out of the house.  All the way to the gate of the school, Cheng Zhanpeng raised his hand to check the time, seeing that it was almost time to eat, he simply took Jiang Sen and went directly to the cafeteria.

    Along the way, Principal Cheng said with great emotion: "If you do this, you will definitely not be hungry in the future, and your social status will be different. The college entrance examination scores are a bit passable, and Dongou University will be fine if you drop a few points.  .¡±

    Jiang Sen said: "It took a million."

    Cheng Zhanpeng denied the account and said, "Why is it one million? Didn't you only spend 450,000 to build the school?"

    Fine¡­¡­

    Jiang Sen did not refute, and asked again: "I heard that the school received a set of sample books, right? That should be sent to me, right?"

    "Oh, that" Cheng Zhanpeng smiled, "Let's put it here at the school first, the packaging has not been opened, I look very good. I can put it in the school's exhibition room in the future, your gold medals, certificates,  What, I think it should be handed over to the school for safekeeping, and you put it here and there by yourself, and you don¡¯t know when it will be lost"

    "My day." Jiang Sen said with a smile, "You want to take advantage of this advantage? How much is a set of books?"

    "A lot!" Cheng Zhanpeng said, "Your set of books is one hundred and eighty. Do you have another book to write next? Isn't it all about money in the future?"

    Jiang Sen said: "How many sets do you want to write?"

    "Ohspeaking of this!" Cheng Zhanpeng's expression suddenly changed, "I heard from the guard in the reception room that you have been staying late every night for the past few days, haven't you? You can't do this anymore. Minister Hu also said just now  Yes, study is the first. I will ask your teacher to make up for the two lessons you missed today, so don¡¯t write tonight.¡±

    "It's almost finished" Jiang Sen didn't mean to agree to stop updating, but he didn't refuse. "Of course study is the first. After finishing this book, I won't write it again. I'm so exhausted."

    Cheng Zhanpeng nodded, and said lightly: "It's fine if you don't write anymore. One person can have two masterpieces, which is enough for a lifetime. There are many people in the Writers Association who don't even have masterpieces, so they still sit there and eat and drink."

    Jiang Sen smiled and did not comment.

    At this time, the bell of the Eighteenth Middle School rang in the morning, and a group of little girls who were out of class quickly ran past the two of them.

    Seeing Jiang Sen, he shouted happily: "Hello, Principal Jiang!"

    Jiang Sen replied casually with a smile: "Okay."

    Another little girl shouted: "Hello, Pengpeng!"

    Cheng Zhanpeng smiled and replied casually: "Okay."

    After the words fell, Jiang Sen and Cheng Zhanpeng suddenly stopped and looked at each other.

    Jiang Sen looked at Pengpeng silently, and forced a smile.

    Cheng Zhanpeng's expression was terribly angry.

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