Mom Was Washing Dishes In The Mushroom House And Exposed My Vest

Aunt Li walked out of the small room, and the remaining members of the Mushroom House became extremely nervous at this time.

Not only were they nervous, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also nervous.

It's been twelve years.

From the day Zhitong and An Tusheng were born.

From the day teenagers across the country see their stories.

Ever since their fairy tales took the world by storm.

These two people were like spies dormant among the crowd, and everyone was looking for them.

But it can't be found anyway.

It is unclear whether they are male or female.

I don’t know whether he is old or young.

Fans around the world are calling.

I hope I can catch a glimpse of my idols, but they are so stone-hearted that they don't show up.

But today, in front of tens of millions of viewers in the Mushroom House, the identity of one of them may be exposed.

So everyone is looking forward to it and everyone is nervous.

If it were true that one of Zhi Tong or An Tusheng was only thirteen years old when he wrote their representative work, then this news would be on the front pages of the world.

And all the viewers watching the screen now are witnesses.

About two minutes later, soft footsteps could be heard outside the door of the small room.

Yang Mi and Reba looked at each other and both came to the door. When they saw Aunt Li, they greeted her.

"Aunt Li, you are back."

"Are you anxious to wait?" Aunt Li was still so amiable, "This is the story my son wrote back then. Take a look."

Aunt Li held a composition book in her hand.

It's a very old model. It's been in good condition for more than ten years, but the cover is still a little yellowed.

Yang Mi took the composition book and felt her hands trembling slightly.

She didn't open it immediately, maybe because she was too expecting it, and she was a little scared.

I am afraid that after opening the composition text, the content above has nothing to do with An Tusheng or Zhi Tong.

Teacher He came over and said, "Mimi, open it and take a look."

Yang Mi nodded, and then under the spotlight, she opened the cover of the composition book.

When Yang Mi's eyes touched the words in the composition text, her eyes suddenly opened wide with a look of joy on her face.

Teacher He's curiosity aroused and he immediately approached him. When he saw his words, his eyes lit up, "What beautiful words."

"This word is so beautiful." Yang Mi sighed and handed the first page of the composition to the camera.

When the audience saw the handwriting on the composition text, they could not help but marvel.

"Damn, this is such a beautiful handwriting."

"It's not easy for a man to write such words."

"Beautiful, beautiful."

"It looks like it was printed on a printer. Ye Shaoheng is amazing."

"It's pretty much what I wrote."

"..."

Amid the discussion among the audience, the three women had already finished reading the first page, but Yang Mi had not spoken yet.

Zifeng spoke, "What is written here is "Ma Liang, the Magic Brush", and it is absolutely true.

I don’t know how many times I have read "Ma Liang, the Magic Pen". I can’t say that I have memorized the content inside, but I will definitely remember it deeply. This first page is the content of Ma Liang, the Magic Pen. "

Seeing the original manuscript of her favorite fairy tale, Zifeng was as happy as a child.

Yang Mi flipped through two more pages, nodded and said, "Yes, the content here is indeed "Ma Liang, the Magic Brush"."

"Huhu..."

Teacher He patted his chest. With his strong adaptability, he didn't know what to say to the camera at this time.

"I'm skeptical! It's impossible to write the magic pen Ma Liang at the age of thirteen."

"I support the statement above. I believe that he wrote short stories like "Squirrel Crossing the River", but if "Ma Liang, the Magic Pen" was written by a thirteen-year-old child, I would never believe it. "

"Is this a plot arranged by the show crew?"

"If this is an arranged plot, I will never watch Mushroom House again."

"It's just a manuscript. It's not enough to prove that this is the original manuscript. Maybe Ye Shaoheng liked this story and copied it down?"

"Yeah, don't jump to conclusions yet."

"Now the whole Internet is paying attention to this matter, and the program team should not mess around. But if it is not an arranged program, it can only prove that Aunt Li's son is a smart boy."

"..."

Teacher He rubbed his hands and said, "Dear viewers, first of all, let me make it clear that this was not a part arranged by the program team, but something that happened unexpectedly.

Don't worry, everyone, we also really want to know whether classmate Ye Shaoheng is a smart boy.

Wait until we finish reading this manuscript. "

As soon as Teacher He finished speaking, Yang Mi said, "Is this too clean?"

Teacher He was a little confused, "What's so clean?"

"This manuscript." Yang Mi put the homework book in front of the screen again, "I have read more than ten pages, and there is not a single typo in it, and there are no traces of modification anywhere. This is so strange."

After hearing Yang Mi's words, everyone reacted.

According to Aunt Li, this manuscript should be the first draft written by Ye Shaoheng.

Anyone who writes novels knows this.

Even if you make an outline, write a detailed outline, or even make a good chapter outline, it is impossible to change every word and make it perfect.

But this manuscript is so magical. Not to mention modifications, it is as concise and clean as a published book.

"Aunt Li, is the manuscript your son wrote for the first time that year the same thing in this workbook?"

Yang Mi asked. Among the people present, only Aunt Li knew what happened back then, so it would not be wrong to ask her.

"Yes!"

Aunt Li was quite determined this time, "When he was writing this story, I stayed up all night with him. I am 100% sure that this is what he wrote for the first time."

"Is he a god?" Zifeng looked in disbelief.

"This is the first time I have written a manuscript. My handwriting is beautiful and every word is good. Only a god can do it."

Teacher He also sighed with emotion.

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