come teacher

Chapter 196

Li Kuailai cleared his throat and said, "That's because you ate too much at night. Look, your belly is exposed."

Wu Dapeng touched his stomach, and felt that he had a belly.

He didn't dare to eat any more, looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and put down his chopsticks.

"You can eat more and eat less meat." After speaking, Li Kuailai turned his head and asked the waiter to bring some dried radish and fermented bean curd.

"Wouldn't you have belly if you eat this?" Wu Dapeng asked.

"Yes for the time being." Li Kuailai said, "These things can reduce fuel consumption and will definitely make you feel different. Take your time. Teacher Song and I still have something to go."

Li quickly came to ask the waiter to pack the bag, and then went out with Song Xiaofang.

"Are you going to eat these dishes tomorrow?" Song Xiaofang asked Li Kuailai, "We don't have a refrigerator."

"I can go back and fry these dishes again, and they won't go bad." Li Kuailai laughed.

Li Kuailai drove back to school with Song Xiaofang, and he was busy in Song Xiaofang's kitchen.

The next day, Zeng Huasong called Li Kuailai: "I told Bu Weiguang that he just didn't agree to let you be transferred from Lingshui High School. This is a bit troublesome."

"Director Zeng, thank you for your concern." Li Kuailai said, "It's best if he doesn't agree. I don't want to go to the county school now."

"Why?" Zeng Huasong was surprised.

Li Kuailai explained: "I have just returned to school and have not yet become a full-time student. I have just been in contact with these students for a while, and I am reluctant to leave them so soon."

"Hey, as a teacher, you will meet many students in the future. You don't need to worry about this. This is your great opportunity. They can find a lot of connections, but they can't be transferred to the county seat." Zeng Huasong persuaded.

"Director Zeng, I really don't want to be transferred to the county seat right now. Please explain to those principals that you have failed their high expectations." Li Kuailai felt embarrassed.

Zeng Huasong persuaded Li to come quickly, but seeing what he said was so firm, he had no choice but to give up.

After all, Li Kuailai himself didn't want to, and Bu Weiguang didn't agree, so there was no way for this transfer to go on.

On Friday, Li Kuailai called his college classmate Fan Xuecai: "Dear classmate."

"Okay, just tell me if you have any instructions?" Fan Xuecai said.

"You said on QQ that you helped me buy dragon fruit seeds?" Li Kuailai asked.

"Yes, when will you come to the city to get it?" Fan Xuecai asked.

Li Kuailai said: "I'm going to the city early tomorrow morning, are you free?"

"I don't have time at first, but if you want to come up, I have to be free anyway." Fan Xuecai said with a smile, "I will invite a few classmates to gather together."

Li Kuailai was shocked when he heard what Fan Xuecai said. "Brother, I haven't paid my salary yet, you don't have the money to invite so many people to dinner."

The consumption in the city is different from that in Lingshui Town. Li Kuailai is afraid that he will spend all his money by then, so he will have to walk back.

"What? What's going on in your county? You haven't paid wages yet?" Fan Xuecai was surprised. "In our city, wages are paid according to our registration in August."

When Li Kuailai heard it, he was envious: "You are so kind, we have started to pay wages in September, and we haven't paid wages yet. We won't pay wages until the end of this month."

"Okay, don't worry so much. It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Let me treat you." Fan Xuecai said.

"Xuecai, that can't be done. Last time you helped me a lot, why do you have to treat me? By the way, is your cousin free? I want to treat her to dinner together." Li Kuailai asked.

"You kid, think about finishing everything with one meal." Fan Xuecai smiled, "I can't explain this clearly. I will call her then to see if she is free. I will accompany you You play one day, and the day after tomorrow you go back to school."

Li Kuailai thought about it and agreed.

After all, I don't grow dragon fruit yet at home, and I won't start planting until November.

When he gets his salary, he can also share some of it for the family.

It's a pity that there has been no news about the manuscripts I have submitted to other magazines, otherwise I can invite Fan Xuecai to have a good meal.

"Mr. Li." The voice of Pan Biyu, the head of the Chinese department of the junior high school, came from outside.

"Team Leader Pan." Li Kuai came to see Pan Biyu looking for him, said goodbye to Fan Xuecai, and hung up the phone.

Walking outside, Pan Biyu held two postal remittance slips and asked, "Is this your manuscript fee slip?"

When Pan Biyu was picking up the letters in the school police room just now, she saw that Li Kuailai had two remittance slips for manuscript fees, one was 800 yuan and the other was 300 yuan. She couldn't help being surprised.

Hanbo explained next to him that this is the money Li Kuailai earned from writing articles and publishing them in magazines.

Pan Biyu was dubious, took the manuscript fee bill and two magazines and came over to ask Li to come soon.

"My article has been published?" Li Kuailai took the magazine and the manuscript fee in surprise.

The 800 yuan was a short story with nearly [-] words.

The other 300 yuan is for poetry.

Li Kuailai was thinking about where to borrow money to invite Fan Xuecai to have a big meal, but he didn't expect someone to bring a pillow when he fell asleep.

"You really published the article?" Pan Biyu was surprised.

Because the magazine was still wrapped in kraft paper, she didn't see if there was an article about Li Kuailai in it.

Li quickly tore apart the registered mail and took out two magazines.

Pan Biyu hurriedly took it and rummaged through it, and soon found Li Kuailai's name.

"Wow, Mr. Li, you are really good. This is a well-known magazine in the country." Pan Biyu said enviously.

As a Chinese teacher, everyone wants to write some articles and publish them in magazines.

Not to mention being published in a national magazine like Li Kuailai, even if she could be published in a county magazine, it was her dream.

"Hehe, it's my luck." Li Kuailai said with a smile.

"Come on, Li, what's going on?" Song Xiaofang walked out of her room.

For some reason, whenever she saw Li coming to talk to other women, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Li took two thousand and 100 yuan for the manuscript, Mr. Song, should we kill him?" Pan Biyu asked with a smile.

Song Xiaofang's expression immediately turned serious: "Li Kuailai still owes me more than 2000 yuan."

"Is that so..." Pan Biyu saw that Song Xiaofang's expression seemed to be a little off, she didn't dare to make a joke, and left with an excuse.

Li Kuailai had a bitter face: "Miss, I didn't lend you so much money, did I? I seem to remember that I only owe you a few hundred yuan?"

Now Li Kuailai doesn't know how much he owes Song Xiaofang. After all, Song Xiaofang has been buying vegetables all this time, and the food is pretty good, so he doesn't know how much he wants.

"You are stupid, if you don't say that, Pan Biyu will ask you to treat me to dinner. They are such virtues, they want to take advantage of it when they see it." Song Xiaofang was a little angry, "There are more than 100 teachers in the school, how can you invite them?" come?"

(End of this chapter)