Be the Best In the Chronology

Of course Li Miaomiao said yes, if no one wants to **** her newspaper, so much the better.

　　 After dinner, Li Miaomiao sat there reading the newspaper. It was the first time Li Jianshe saw the newspaper and asked what Li Miaomiao was.

　　 Li Miaomiao explained: "This is a newspaper, and many national events will be mentioned here."

　　 Li Jianshe: "Girl, how do you know so much?"

Li Miaomiao chuckled, and hurriedly asked for remedy: "The principal told me. He also told me that people need to read more books and newspapers to know more about the outside world. Do you want to read it, dad? I leave it to you at home."

　　 "Okay." He also wanted to know what the outside world was like.

　　 Li Miaomiao searched for several times but couldn't find it. "Strange, how come there is no submission address?"

　　 Could it be that she took the wrong newspaper.

　　 Newspapers like these that are all national events don’t have a submission address?

　　 Li Miaomiao was lost in thought.

　　 Li Jianshe curiously said: "What is the submission address?"

　　 So Li Miaomiao began to lie. She told Li Jianshe that the old **** in the dream told her that newspapers have submission addresses. If she wants to earn money, she can send the articles to the other party according to the newspaper submission addresses.

　　 If she is selected, she can get the money.

　　 "I don't know if it's true, but the old man told me that, so I want to find out. If it's true, maybe I can help the family too." Li Miaomiao said gratifyingly.

　　 Li Jianshe understands, isn’t this the so-called writing notebook to make money?

　　 He used to read these when he was studying, but his parents would not let him watch them for fear of delaying his studies.

　　 I didn’t expect that scripts are popular in this world, but I don’t know what scripts are like in this world. If only he could take a look at it.

Even if you can see him, you don't necessarily know them all.

　　 This is very sad.

　　 Seeing Li Jianshe not speaking, Li Miaomiao stretched out his hand and shook in front of him, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

　　 Li Jianshe reacted, "I'm thinking this is a good idea, let alone, your dad used to dream when I was a child, and I always thought I was a hero..."

　　 Li Jianshe was panicked, and that is also one set.

　　 However, Li Miaomiao soon saw through that her feelings for her father came from ancient times.

　　 What about her mother? Is it also from ancient times?

　　 Doesn’t it mean that ancient people are proficient in all kinds of paintings, piano, chess, and calligraphy? Why does her mother look like nothing?

　　 Father and daughter have different thoughts.

　　 Li Miaomiao's eyes gleamed, "Dad, do you remember the story in the dream? If you remember, we can write it out and submit it, maybe we will be selected."

　　 Li Miaomiao feels more feasible as he talks, let Li Jianshe think more.

　　 When she came back from school, they began to write stories.

　　 Li Jianshe twitched the corners of his mouth, "Girl, is this speed too fast?"

　　 He was just bragging, why did he really let him write.

　　 "Writing early that we made money early, maybe you won't have to help kill pigs in the future." Li Miaomiao tricked, "Don't talk about Dad, I have to go to school, Xiao Zian came to call me."

　　 Li Miaomiao finished speaking and ran out like a gust of wind.

Li Jianshe was in the cloud, and Guan Chunyan said, "The girl is right, then you can try it. I remember that you used to like reading notebooks? If you can't write it out, you can write the story in the notebook. Just write it out."

　　 She remembered a lot of popular words in their time.