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When Qiuya saw Lin Yue approaching, she quickly sat upright, and the smile on her face gradually subsided, as well-behaved as a kitten.

Gritting her teeth in anger, Charlotte scolded Lin Yue as a monster in her heart. In the past, he would come to the classroom by stepping on the bell, but today he came so early that he had prepared so many words, and the atmosphere dissipated before he finished speaking.

At this moment, a person came from behind. He looked up and saw that it was Ma Dongmei.

It's bad, this silly bitch is going to spoil his good deeds again, and to take a step back, even if she doesn't mess up anything, she still has to sneer.

This idea just flashed in his mind, and he found that the plot was not as he thought. Ma Dongmei didn't stop by his side, but walked to Lin Yue, took out a handful of melon seeds from his trouser pocket and handed them over.

"This is what I just peeled off, and I give it to you."

Ma Dongmei didn't come to pester him, but went to show courtesy to Lin Yue?

Charlotte felt that Dachun would be sad to death.

Qiuya also looked suspicious, not sure what kind of medicine Ma Dongmei sold in the gourd, how could she follow the example of those fans to curry favor with Lin Yue?

Xia Luo didn't think much, Qiuya didn't understand, but Lin Yue knew Ma Dongmei's thoughts very well.

With her acting skills, even she felt embarrassed, let alone other people. If she had to make a clip and put it on Douban.com, those venomous tongues would make her mother not even recognize her.

Obviously, Ma Dongmei did this to test Charlotte's reaction. After all, she called her daughter-in-law and said she didn't hate it. Now that her daughter-in-law has turned into a rival girl, can Charlotte still sit on Diaoyutai?

Alas, if a pretty girl does this, it's called cute, if an ugly girl does this, it's called having no B number in her heart.

It was a pity that Charlotte didn't even give her a look for a second.

Lin Yue shook his head, but he still cooperatively picked up the melon seeds on the desk and put them into his mouth: "Well, five-flavored ones? If you know me well, I'll take it well."

"That's right, I peeled it all afternoon." Ma Dongmei was speaking to him, but her eyes were on Charlotte.

Qiuya tilted her head and looked at her deskmate with complicated eyes, as if she had a lot of thoughts, but she didn't know where to start.

Lin Yue didn't care about this at all, and ate all the melon seeds on the table one bite at a time.

"Dongmei, Dongmei..."

There was a bluffing voice coming from outside the door. Needless to say, it was naturally a big idiot from Class 2, Grade 3.

He was also a person who didn't have a B number, so he didn't notice the abnormal atmosphere in the classroom at all, so he walked up to Ma Dongmei and said, "Dongmei, after school in the morning, I saw you buying melon seeds at the roasted goods stall at the intersection, don't you like the original flavor? Why did you switch to spiced ones? On the way to school just now, I felt that the ones you bought were a bit short and not enough for the afternoon, so I bought you some more."

While talking, he took out a plastic bag from his schoolbag and handed it over, which contained a catty of five-spice melon seeds.

"Ah, hehe, after so many years of eating the original flavor, I'm tired of it. Thinking about it seriously, it's not bad to change the flavor."

This answer was exactly the same as before. There could be something in the words, but the effect was the same. Charlotte rested her head on her arms and stared at Qiuya, not interested in answering her at all, let alone pondering the meaning behind the words.

"Hey, are you not mad at me?"

Dachun is still struggling with what Ma Dongmei said during his tutoring before that he wants to eat stewed goose.

"No more births."

He took back the five-spice melon seeds he handed out: "Then I'll peel them for you. Don't you always say that peeling melon seeds is troublesome?"

Monte, who admired himself in the mirror over there, cast a "coquettish" look at them: "Luohua intentionally follows the flowing water, and flowing water loves falling flowers mercilessly."

Ma Dongmei gave him a hard look: "Go, it has something to do with your fake and shoddy Sanwu products."

This sentence "fake and shoddy three no products" deeply hurt Monte's heart.

"You...you hate it!"

"You hate it, all day long..."

Before Ma Dongmei could finish her sentence, the class bell rang, and the students chatting and spanking in the corridor trotted into the classroom.

A few people here can't see it right, those people are not like this usually, they are all unhurried, just like the old man walking a bird under the bridge, why did he become nervous today.

Questions quickly answered.

Before the student who ran in front sat down, Wang Yu had already stepped into the classroom.

Dachun looked at the class schedule on the blackboard, thinking something was wrong, this is a political class, not a Chinese class.

"Your political teacher can't come because of something. This class is for self-study." Wang Yu confessed, turning his face to look at Lin Yue: "Lin Yue, come out for a while, someone is looking for you."

It wasn't until then that everyone realized that Wang Yu didn't come alone, but was followed by a middle-aged man wearing myopia glasses.

"oh."

Lin Yue left his seat and walked out of the classroom.

Wang Yu saw the middle-aged man walking towards the distance with Lin Yue, and hurriedly ordered "Everyone should go to self-study", and then tiptoed after the job...in fact, it should be said to follow sneakily.

About ten minutes passed.

Lin Yue is back.

As soon as he sat down in his seat, Wang Yu came in from the outside, first pretending to walk around the classroom twice, and finally stopped beside Zhang Yang.

"I said Zhang Yang, you are so close to Lin Yue, why haven't you been influenced? Look at them, the magazines have sent editors to the school to ask for manuscripts. We have never produced such a character in Xihong City. What about you? Not only did you not get the moon, but the writing of the composition is getting worse day by day, and the writing of the plot is like a play, the teacher is ashamed of you."

Zhang Yang muttered in a low voice: "Who told you to ask for novel themes in your recent composition class, and I don't know how to write novels."

Wang Yu said: "If you don't know how to write a novel, you won't be open-minded to ask for advice? Just now, Lin Yue was called outside by Mr. Qian. Aren't you curious what the other party asked him to say? If this is written in the composition, it will be a very Good plot, right, Yuan Hua was able to write "My District Chief's Father" and won an award, so why can't you write "My Writer Classmate"? Tell Lin Yue's story from the perspective of a bystander, how wonderful Ah, isn’t it? Maybe you can also win an award, and you can get extra points in the college entrance examination. Although the teacher is very concerned about your toaster, compared to your future, I think the latter is more important.”

Just as Zhang Yang wanted to say something nice according to his intentions, lest he keep talking about the toaster, Lin Yue opened his mouth to speak.

"Mr. Wang, don't inquire about Mr. Qian's background. To tell you the truth, he is not the editor of a magazine, but the editor of Beijing Shiyue Literature and Art Publishing House."

"Not the editor of the magazine, but the editor of the publishing house?"

Lin Yue hasn't been to his house for more than a month, because of the lessons learned by the English teacher and the math teacher, he is too embarrassed to insist. When he came to school this afternoon, he happened to meet the principal. He didn't know what was urgent, and he didn't even introduce him. To do it, let him bring Mr. Qian to class to find Lin Yue. On the way, he asked a question, and that Mr. Qian replied about his work. In this way, he became more and more curious. After all, they used to contact by phone, and it was the first time for an editor to find someone in school.

Yes, he followed out just now, but because they were standing far away, the two of them spoke in a low voice, and they couldn't hear the content clearly, and they were too embarrassed to call him out for questioning, lest the students in the class think that he was thinking about Lin Yue again It will damage his reputation as a teacher. When Lin Yue was not famous before, he was greedy for small profits and no one said anything. Now that Lin Yue is famous, everything that happens around him is topical. Well, once the news of the teacher's smacking of students' wool spreads to the society, it might be ruined at work, so he came up with a curve to save the country, making sidelines about Zhang Yang's decline in writing, and wanted to know what the two of them said outside.

I didn't expect this guy to be a ghost, he wagged his tail here, and the other party knew what he was going to fart.

"That's right, didn't I not come to the evening self-study recently? Actually, I went to chat online. Do you know that?"

"I heard from your teacher's wife that she works in the telecommunications bureau and has a lot of contact with this."

"While chatting, a sudden inspiration came to me. I wrote a novel on NetEase's BBS. The popularity is not bad. The editor of Beijing Shiyue Literature and Art Publishing House found out about it, so they came to contact me. Ask me if I'm interested in publishing a book."

Publish a book?

Lin Yue used to contribute articles to magazines, and this was the first time that someone from the publishing house came to the school to discuss publishing a book.

Wow~

The students talked a lot. Writing a magazine manuscript and publishing a book have different weights in people's minds. For ordinary people, if you can buy your book in a bookstore, you are a real writer. Writing for a magazine , No matter how famous it is, it is also the author.

Wang Yu said, "You're writing novels again? Then, haven't the series of "How Many Flowers Fall in Dreams" and "Sou Shen Ji" haven't been serialized yet? Why are you writing something else?"

Lin Yue said: "Because typing on a computer is much faster than writing with a pen, I plan to buy a computer, but before that, I must learn the basic operations. Well, I just got an idea during the practice. Didn't the book say , The article is a wonderful thing, you must seize the inspiration when it comes, otherwise the opportunity will not come again if you lose it, in fact, I have to thank you, Teacher Wang, for this matter."

"Thank me? How to say?"

"When I went to your house before, my teacher told me that she got in touch with you by writing a letter."

"How come I don't know about this?"

"There was one time when we were eating, you drank too much, she helped you to rest in the back room, and she came back and told me."

"Oh, yes, yes, there is such a thing." Wang Yu remembered: "But what does this have to do with your sudden inspiration?"

"Think about it, I used to write letters to express love, but now with computers, everyone can communicate through the Internet, men and women meet in chat rooms, and gradually become familiar with each other through conversations. Will love across space also develop? So I I just thought, if I write a novel about online dating, it will definitely sell well."

"Okay, you have a business mind. Since it was born out of the love story between the teacher and your teacher's wife, the teacher must buy a copy and keep it well. Tell me, what's its name."

""First Close Encounter""

Online dating? What does online dating mean?

There was another whisper in the classroom, and the students silently memorized the title of the book, planning to find a computer room to read it online.