Reborn Nobility

Chapter 116 Master

"My name is Ka Suo. I grew up in the snow-fog forest. I was accompanied by a wizard who was too old to remember her age. She asked me to call her mother-in-law, but she called me prince, Fantasy Snow Empire.

My eldest son, I also grew up with my younger brother, his name is Ying Kongshi..."

A line of handsome small characters slowly flows out from the tip of the pen. A sentimental story that makes people burst into tears is built into a confusing maze of stories and a gorgeous emotional castle...

When the bell rang, he woke up from the story. His thumb had been squeezed by the pen, forming a shallow dent. He shook his sore wrist and checked the progress. There were 20,000 words in the story.

I've written half of it, so I'll finish it by writing one more lesson.

The school radio station is located in a small room of 20 square meters on the fifth floor of Zhuoyu Building. The furnishings here are simply a set of broadcasting equipment and a few wooden tables and chairs. However, in the eyes of ordinary students, this place is a mysterious place that fills them with excitement.

longing for.

After all, here is a reason why boys and girls can interact openly. Once the physical distance between boys and girls of this age is less than 50 centimeters, they will immediately attract the vigilant eyes of teachers and gossip from classmates.

However, here, everything is wrapped in a layer of "reasonable and legal". They can revise the manuscript enthusiastically together, discuss and determine the anchor for each day, compile articles for the school newspaper, and the two anchors, one male and one female, sit together in a dignified manner...

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Yao Yao is today's anchor. She and Chu Xiuhan are reading an article about the sadness of spring and autumn. Chu Xiuhan resists the desire to vomit while revising a complex sentence that contains a large number of idioms...

Xia Xiaoluo knocked on the door, Yao Yao raised his head, frowned and asked: "What are you doing here?" Although his tone was very light, there was clearly a hint of unwelcome.

She has always been quite proud of her girlfriend, thinking that someone who could be worthy of Chu Xiuhan must be someone, and Chu Xiuhan regarded her as her best friend, hence all the stories that happened between her and Xia Xiaoluo.

In her eyes, Xia Xiaoluo looks pretty good and studies well, but her parents are not very good at work and her family situation is too average. That's okay. If our family Chu Xiuhan can like you, then

It's your blessing, why are you putting on such a stinky air?

She knew that Lu Nanhua had always been "interested" in Chu Xiuhan. He felt that Lu Nanhua was much better than Xia Xiaoluo. First of all, he had a good family background, was low-key and humble, and was very enthusiastic about girls. He was not like Xia Xiaoluo.

Like Xiao Luo, he is not polite at all when meeting girls, as if he owes him a few quid of money!

Chu Xiuhan poked her girlfriend and thought to herself, what a troublesome girl.

Xia Xiaoluo was completely unfazed by Yao Yao's indifferent attitude. He raised the manuscript in his hand and said: "Chu Xiuhan, the novel you want..."

Chu Xiuhan walked over quickly and happily took the manuscript - "Fantasy City", such a strange name. She immediately sat on the chair, opened the manuscript, and was immersed in the world of words.

Xia Xiaoluo completely ignored Yao Yao's cold attitude and quickly found a chair to sit next to Chu Xiuhan. Yao Yao also leaned over and read the novel with Chu Xiuhan.

Almost without any surprise, the two girls started to cry while reading the novel. When they finished reading, they actually started to howl...

Xia Xiaoluo sighed in his heart that Siniang's tear-jerking skills were not enough. Why didn't he feel sad at that time, and it only triggered his "shit feeling"?

Chu Xiuhan wiped her tears and smiled, a little self-deprecatingly: "It's so well written, look at it, it even made me cry!"

Although Yao Yao had never had a good impression of Xia Xiaoluo, at this moment she had to admire Xia Xiaoluo's talent.

Xia Xiaoluo spread his hands and said expressionlessly: "Then, my mission is completed!"

Before Chu Xiuhan could react, he stood up and was about to leave. When Yao Yao saw Xia Xiaoluo's "arrogant" attitude, he felt angry and began to insult him, saying: "I think the writing is very average.

This story gives people a very serious dark feeling, and a kind of self-pity and narcissism permeates it, sissy."

In fact, this was an injustice to Xia Xiaoluo. Xia Xiaoluo was not very enthusiastic about them at most, but Yao Yao was used to boys being respectful and attentive to her. Therefore, she couldn't stand Xia Xiaoluo's slight neglect.

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Xia Xiaoluo smiled slightly, as if he had obtained a strong evidence, and said to Chu Xiuhan excitedly: "I have told you, I don't have any literary talent, and you still have to let me write!"

Unexpectedly, he quickly pulled out the manuscripts from Chu Xiuhan's hand and said with a smile: "Don't ask me for manuscripts again!"

Looking at him like that, not only was he not angry at being denied by Yao Yao, he was also quite happy.

"Ah, why are you like this?" Chu Xiuhan asked in shock. He watched Xia Xiaoluo ball up the densely packed manuscripts and throw them into the trash can, and then left without looking back.

Yao Yao was so angry that he sat down on the chair and gasped.

Chu Xiuhan walked to the garbage basket, picked up the manuscript from there, then carefully flattened it on the desk and wiped off the stains with toilet paper.

Yao Yao curled his lips and said, "It's just him, is he worthy?"

Chu Xiuhan looked at her girlfriend playfully and said, "How is he unworthy?"

"It's too ordinary. Apart from studying well, everything else is too ordinary..." Yao Yao said.

"No, he is not ordinary."

County seat, northern suburbs, "Dumb Mutton Soup Restaurant".

A bottle of cheap Erguotou, several plates of haggis, and a bowl of mutton soup in front of each person.

He Jingsheng, Xia Jindong, Ge Junfeng and their follower Xia Xiaoluo were sitting together eating steaming food. Xia Jindong glanced at him angrily and said: "After you finish eating, go to school honestly! He is following us every day.

What’s it like to run around?”

These days, his son has shown an unusual interest in the political struggles in the county, which makes him feel an inexplicable disgust. In his opinion, his son is still a young high school student who pays too much attention to the intrigues and official struggles.

If he loses the innocence that should belong to him and becomes cunning and cunning at a young age, will he not become a thousand-year-old demon when he reaches adulthood?

He Jingsheng waved his hand to stop his scolding, looked at Xia Xiaoluo lovingly and said: "You brat, ignore your dad, he is depressed because he sees you taking the lead from him!"

Xia Jindong smiled and said: "Old He, please don't interfere in internal affairs, okay? Why should I train my own son to care about you?"

He Jingsheng pretended to be angry at Xia Jindong and said: "Old Xia, Xiao Luo is the distinguished guest I invited. My senior staff officer was called Master in ancient times. Why are you trying to scare him? Come on, brat, I'll toast you. It's all thanks to you."

You boy! This battle was well fought!"

Xia Xiaoluo glanced at his father as if demonstrating, had a drink with He Jingsheng, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xia Jindong was helpless.

He Jingsheng is happy from the bottom of his heart. This time he cracked down on Dong Ji's counterfeit village and achieved a great victory. Equipment worth 50 million was seized. Now he is conducting a raid on Dong Jiuxing. If he can pry something out of his mouth, it will be enough for him.

Lu Junchao drank a pot...

He Jingsheng's action also received great support from the public. The whole county was almost boiling. He Jingsheng's "heroic deeds" were conveyed in the streets. It has almost become a myth that the counterfeit village can stand for ten years without falling. However, this time it was...

It became a wall and everyone pushed it down, and people applauded one after another.

Naturally, it aroused a lot of speculation. He Jingsheng came forward to rectify the situation, but County Party Committee Secretary Lu Junchao remained silent. Even ordinary people could sense the unusual meaning.

At this moment, someone called. He was from a bureau in the city, at the division level, and he knew He Jingsheng. The two of them had a pretty good relationship. He Jingsheng was a little annoyed when he saw the phone number, but he still picked up the phone.

, said: "Bureau Cui, when are you going to come to our small, remote county for inspection?"

"Old He, you are still running against me? No matter how poor you are, you are still a feudal lord, a county magistrate! How can it be like me, who has to be the daughter-in-law of the municipal party committee and government every day!" Cui Ju shouted in a loud voice.

"Hey, that's a chance to get in close contact with the leader. I couldn't find such an opportunity even if I wanted to!"

"How about we switch..." Bureau Cui burst out laughing, creating a more intimate atmosphere, and started to get to the point. "Old He, I heard that you are involved in Dong Ji's affairs recently? Is this a thing?"

He Jing didn't attack anyone when he was angry. He thought to himself, "Niang Xipi, wouldn't you be unhappy if you know that I am a prince and still interfere in the internal affairs?"

He said patiently: "Is this happening? What's wrong?"

Director Cui smiled and said: "Nothing, nothing, how is the case going now?"

He Jingsheng pretended that the signal was not good, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey - Bureau Cui, what are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly... Grandma is a bear, this signal is broken!..."

As he said that, he hung up the phone, threw it on the table, and said, "Did you see it? With this thing, there is no place to hide!"

He Jingsheng has become a little annoyed these past two days. Since he "touched" Dong Ji, the entire Xinyang City and even some well-known cadres in the Central Plains Province have begun to be "concerned". Some asked about the case, and some asked He Jingsheng what he thought.

, He Jingsheng really took the trouble. These calls were very decent and the expressions were moderate, but the tendency was very obvious, and they all wanted him to "give it a little slack". At most, he answered more than 20 calls a day.

The funny thing is that several old gentlemen from the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles also asked about Dong Ji. He Jingsheng thought it was simply unbelievable. He could never imagine how Dong Ji had a relationship with the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Finally, he realized that Dong Jiuxing had sponsored

After passing a literary competition held by the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, He Jingsheng lamented that Dong Jiuxing was really pervasive!

Xia Xiaoluo said: "Uncle He, actually next time someone asks you, just say that this case was approved by the secretary of the provincial party committee, and you must handle it resolutely and strictly, and you are not allowed to leak any information about the case... scare them to death!"

When He Jingsheng heard the great music, he patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Boy, I have you!"

He Jingsheng looked at Xia Jindong and said: "These days, you and the people from the county government's investment office have contacted the buyers and sold the equipment seized from Dongji as soon as possible."

"Aren't you going to wait for the court to pronounce the verdict?"

"Extraordinary events require extraordinary measures and extraordinary speed." He Jingsheng made the final decision, thinking to himself, it's better to sell it sooner than later, so he hurriedly paid the arrears of classroom wages.