color collection system

It's still summer vacation, but there are always people at school.

For example, there are competitive examinations for civil servants, teachers, and medical staff in various institutions in the city, as well as recruitment and selection of some public institutions.

Teachers in the school also need to take advantage of the winter and summer vacations for training, preparation for grading and other matters, and also need to deal with some task assignments from the school.

Different from 10 years ago, in this era, school teachers are not allowed to tutor or tutor in school. Students have to find tutors or go to cram schools on their own.

In the past, there were some off-campus training institutions that rented school venues for training. Later, they were reported by parents and were discontinued, and they returned to the model of after-school tutoring classes and tutoring.

Lin Mufeng found his high school classmate Zhu Yixuan who was a teacher here. After some pleasantries and excuses, he reluctantly looked at Zhang Rilong's message.

Looks okay.

Academic performance is very average.

Pretty good at sports.

Zhu Yixuan looked at Zhang Rilong's sports information carefully and said quickly: "I don't have the right to recruit additional students for this. I will help you ask the physical education teacher. If she is a physical education student, she can ask for a quota from the school."

Wei Yonghe thanked him happily: "Thank you, Teacher Zhu!"

"It's okay, let me ask."

Zhu Yixuan contacted the physical education teacher on his mobile phone.

Zhu Yixuan: Teacher Xin, there is a parent who came to register on his own. His grades do not meet the normal requirements of the school, and it does not matter at home. I will send you his sports data for this period, and you can see if you can accept it.

Xin Limei was watching the students playing football at the football field and was a little unhappy after receiving the message.

As the best high school in the city, ever since she became a physical education teacher, she has always had connections with people using their sports skills to apply for admission.

What's even more annoying is that in the recommender column, she still has to sign, which is convenient for those who have never taken a physical education class.

I originally wanted to reject it on the excuse that I didn't have the authority, but after seeing the message from the other party, Teacher Satomi quickly responded to the message.

Xin Limei: There is still a spot in the sports group. Let him come to my office and wait for a few minutes. I will go back for the interview.

Zhu Yixuan: He didn't come here himself. He was also hiking and running outside today. This time, his brother-in-law was not sure whether he could enter No. 1 Middle School, so he came over to help him first. The child's grades were very average.

Xin Limei: Then let him come over in the afternoon and go directly to my office.

Zhu Yixuan:Okay

***

When Zhang Rilong came down from the mountain at noon, he saw the message on his mobile phone.

"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, I left my phone in my bag when I was hiking up the mountain. What happened?"

Wei Yonghe said happily: "It's okay, let me tell you good news. No. 1 Middle School is willing to accept you. You go to No. 1 Middle School as early as one o'clock and go to the physical education team office to find Teacher Xin. When meeting the teacher, be polite and relaxed.

There are benefits to being lower.”

"Okay, thank you, brother-in-law!" Zhang Rilong looked at the time and said, "I'll go over now to avoid making people wait."

"Come on! I won't go. Send me a message after the interview and tell me the result."

"good!"

As soon as Zhang Rilong arrived at the foot of the mountain, he encountered a familiar car.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's get in the car and let's go to dinner." Zhuge Caijing is here today to guard Zhang Rilong. This budding genius writer wanted to retire without saying a word, but Zhuge Caijing was very angry.

Zhang Rilong still had something to do, but seeing that there was still enough time, he opened the car door and went to the back seat.

"I really can't write anymore. I have a lot of things going on lately and I'm so busy."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhuge Caijing glanced at the sweating boy in the rearview mirror, "I can help you take care of the school affairs. As long as you get a newcomer award, there will be no problem at all in entering No. 1 Middle School.

!”

Zhuge Caijing continued: "Your literary skills are very solid. Let alone pass the first grade, if you are good at operation, you will be directly recommended to the university. This premise is that you write two more books and show your results. Everything will be easy to say.

"

Zhang Rilong doesn't want to walk out, he wants to succeed.

"It's not necessary. My math scores are quite good." Zhang Rilong defended, and then said helplessly: "I really don't want to write. Now I get a headache when I think about writing a novel. I can't make it up at all."

Oh...there really is nothing left at all, I can’t write novels at all!!"

Zhuge Caijing said helplessly: "I don't mean to force you. It's normal to take a break if you can't write. Humans are not machines and are not that productive. Editors and readers will understand you."

Zhang Rilong said happily: "Is everything okay then? I'll treat you to dinner! Let's just eat something casually. We don't need to go to a high-end restaurant. I have something to do later."

Zhuge Caijing only said polite words. Seeing that Zhang Rilong took it seriously, she said seriously: "I think you are different. You have potential and talent."

"I don't have it... I really don't have a drop of ink left, I can't squeeze it out..." Zhang Rilong had a severe headache. He said he wouldn't write many times, but he just couldn't convince this woman.

Zhuge Caijing said: "You don't understand. To become famous, you need to take advantage of the popularity. Some celebrities and authors don't publish more works while they are hot to gain popularity. They will be quiet for a few years and no one will recognize them. You don't need to write such good articles.

Just throw out a few articles to maintain popularity, and occasionally come up with a few excellent works."

"I don't have it..." Zhang Rilong looked out the window, "I don't have the talent for writing. I really can't make up any more, and I can't make up any more."

Zhuge Caijing: "Work hard. Talent is like a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be something there. If you don't put some pressure on yourself, you won't know how talented you are!"

Zhang Rilong was anxious and unbearable. Is it really impossible to communicate with others?

Seeing that Zhang Rilong was about to give up on himself like many writers who were pressed for manuscripts, Zhuge Caijing said tactfully: "It doesn't matter if you take a break, but now the company has arranged some popular activities for you. If there are no updates on your works, it will be easy."

Reduce popularity.”

"I didn't agree to participate in any activities." Zhang Rilong didn't want to cause trouble to himself.

Zhuge Caijing said: "There are no specific arrangements for the event. It was originally planned, but now you have stopped writing the book after a few days. We have not yet come up with the plan, so there is no need to do it."

Zhang Rilong nodded, "Isn't this good?"

Zhuge Caijing thought this was very bad, "You hurt me badly this time. I was just trying to get promoted and get results, but I woke up from the dream. If you don't write novels, how are you going to make money in the future?"

Zhang Rilong thought about it carefully, then quickly shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it then. I'm not a waste. I have the ability to make money."

The main reason for copying novels is because of his age. Zhang Rilong is not yet old enough to get a driver's license, so there are not many easy ways to make money.

"When I was running these days, I discovered that there is a place to collect insects nearby. There are people in the community who pay people to walk their dogs. I should be able to earn more than 200 in a day. If I don't count selling copyrights when writing novels, that's

This is a number, and it doesn’t even need to use your brain.”

Because of the gold coin dragon's notepad, Zhang Rilong paid close attention to some daily work. When he got familiar with the surrounding environment these days, he also saw a lot of ways to make money.

"Are you going to make money doing this kind of manual work in the future?" Zhuge Caijing stopped the car and looked at the young man in disbelief.

Zhang Rilong clenched his fists and showed off his muscles that he had not yet exercised, "Can't you?"

"Okay, that's good." Zhuge Caijing looked at this young boy's body and couldn't help but sigh that being young is good.

The two had a meal together, and while they were eating, Zhuge Caijing had an idea.

"Since you don't want to write novels, do you have any ideas about drawing comics?"

Zhang Rilong was eating crispy pork bibimbap. When he heard this, he said directly: "I'm not good at painting."

Zhuge Caijing smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Just come up with a general idea and be responsible for the relevant plot and details. Leave the painting to the artist."