Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 189

In view of Jiang Yang's unreliability, the head teacher adjusted the matter.

The nosebleed mother did not pursue it.

Some of this is due to the face of Zhang Zhu's mother who just remarried.

As for the little tiger mother.

She remembered the last time she met Zhang Zhu when she bought "Murder on the Orient Express" at the bookstore opposite the school.

It was almost time for get out of class to end, so they separated.

Mother Xiaohu led Xiaohu to the front, feeling relieved. When she received the call, mother Xiaohu was chatting with her roller skating mother. She was shocked when she heard that Xiaohu had beaten her.

Fortunately, the classmate's mother is kind, she didn't pursue it, and told the nosebleed boy to shut up, so don't be like his father.Then, the nosebleed mother began to gossip, "Zhang Zhu's mother remarried and has a new father. Seeing that the son is handsome, I guess the father is also handsome. You say--" Due to Zhang Zhu's presence, she left an unsatisfactory comment In terms of eyes, this is really——

She had nothing to say.

They passed the traffic light, the bus came, and Xiaohu's mother was just about to pull Xiaohu into the bus, but Xiaohu stopped.

He pointed to the bookstore.

Xiaohu's mother looked surprised. Her son is someone who gets dizzy after reading a book, so he thinks about going to a bookstore?
She happily dragged Xiaohu into the bookstore, not caring about the difficulty of waiting for the bus, it will be crowded after school, "Tell mom, what book do you want to read?"

Xiaohu thought for a while: "Miracle boy."

Xiaohu's mother had never heard of this book, maybe Xiaohu heard about it from her classmates, but after she asked the clerk, the clerk looked for it, but there was no such book.Xiaohu's mother saw that Xiaohu was a little lost, so she took out her mobile phone to search, but she still couldn't find it.

The clerk looked at them and thought for a while: "A children's book was just put on the shelves today, Teacher Jiang Yang's new work "The Little Prince". number one on the bestseller list."

The reason why it is twelve weeks is because the book is still working hard.

Xiaohu's mother didn't listen to the latter boasting, so she only listened to a name.

Teacher Jiang Yang.

She remembers this name very firmly, not only because the name is the author of "Murder on the Orient Express", his writing is also a bridge of friendship between her and her roller skating mother, which gives her a kind of tree hole outside of her family and children.

At the same time, finally let Xiaohu have a place among the children in the community.

She never thought that one day, she would be cured by a mystery novel, but friendship is so strange sometimes, an inadvertent writing makes a swamp-like life a piece of hard soil.

So although it was not a reasoning story, she thought that the book of fairy tales could be read to Xiaohu, so she asked the clerk to take two copies.

She patted Xiaohu's head, "Mom will find this book for you when I go back, okay?"

Xiaohu nodded.

Xiaohu was not disappointed, he just felt that since there is a way to become cool in the book, it is certain that it will not be easy to buy.

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"What kind of messed up stepfather?"

Jiang Yang led Zhang Zhu to the bus stop, "Aren't you afraid that it will spread throughout the school tomorrow?"

Zhang Zhu is not afraid.

If she wants a sister-in-law who is the Great Demon King, "I will wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Dreaming less."

Apart from his relatives in this world, Li Qingning can only love him, and only him.

"elder brother."

Zhang Zhu stood still.

Jiang Yang looked back at her, "Huh?"

She said: "I really envy you, there is someone who loves you wholeheartedly."

She used to have everything, and she never thought about it, but in a blink of an eye, when everything was gone, she was walking on the street and saw other parents walking, playing, and eating with their children. Love feels so good.

Great.

That's great.

She suddenly cried.

In the office just now, seeing that Xiaohu and her classmates were protected by their mothers, she suddenly felt like an orphan.

"Brother, I have no home, no more."

That photo of her shopping at the mall will never come back.

Jiang Yang walked over and touched her head.

He originally wanted to say that she was just at a sensitive age.When he was as young as her, if his parents ignored him and his friends alienated him, he would feel very lonely, and then imagined a youthful and sad literature for himself.

His writing was not good at that time.

Otherwise, now is the next Guo Xiaosi.

At Zhang Zhu's age, many people resonate with these things, which is why many of her classmates like to read this kind of book.

But all this will pass, just endure it, endure it.

Time numbs everything.

Life is like a blunt knife. It cuts something without knowing it. Only sensitive children feel the pain. Adults don't notice it at all, and they are good at forgetting.

"Thinking about the good, your parents' house is gone, and your family has become three. If your mother marries a rich man someday, you will be the rich second generation; if your father marries a rich woman, you will also be the rich second generation." In other words, your probability of becoming a rich second generation has changed from zero to infinitely high. You have to think about another one for your grandpa—”

"what!"

Zhang Zhu convinced Jiang Yang, "Why did Sister Ning marry you!"

Fortunately, she ate his and Sister Ning's dog food on Twitter. As far as this comforting EQ is concerned, this dog food is poisonous.

Jiang Yang: "I'm serious. Go back and give your parents some advice. Don't dwell on the past, but look forward in due course. Let them focus on this goal, so that your chances of becoming a rich second generation are still high." Improve again."

Zhang Zhu didn't even want to wipe away the tears, he just wanted to give Jiang Yang a kick, "Why don't you use it yourself."

"I?"

Jiang Yang smiled disdainfully, straightened his clothes, "I married your sister Ning, and now I am a rich generation."

Zhang Zhu had nothing to say.

This rich generation is really arrogant.

They parted ways at the bus station, and Jiang Yang wanted to take a bus from the school to find Li Qingning.Zhang Zhu went to the opposite side to take a car, and then found that the Chinese version of "The Little Prince" was published on the advertisement posted in the bookstore.

Her eyes lit up.

This is the book Ke Ke recommended.

She hurried into the bookstore and bought a copy with her pocket money.

Having said that, since her parents divorced, her pocket money has increased. Dad gave it once, and mother gave it once. The original one has become two.Zhang Zhu couldn't help thinking of Jiang Yang's suggestion just now, and it seemed, it seemed, quite right.

She flipped through after paying the bill.

Then, she saw the author——

Jiang Yang!

"This--"

Zhang Zhu thought of "Murder on the Orient Express" which she hadn't finished reading since she bought it, "No way."

Books recommended by Ke Ke——

She once said something, saying that Ke Ke posted it on Twitter, and the excerpts from "The Little Prince" were very well written.

Jiang Yang said there was grafting, but she said that Jiang Yang hadn't seen it and didn't understand anything——

These words suddenly came alive from memory, lingering in her ears, making Zhang Zhu ashamed, embarrassed, and blushing.

"Depend on!"

She is uneducated, and thousands of words can be combined into one sentence, but Jiang Yang is still Ke Ke's favorite writer.

She didn't know what to say for a while.

When she walked out of the bookstore, she saw that the bus had just arrived, and Jiang Yang was queuing up among a group of students to get on the bus.

She took it.

She sent a message on her mobile phone: "Brother, it turns out that what you conquered Sister Ning was not your looks, but your talent."

She watched Jiang Yang get into the car, and then there was an extra message on the phone.

"I'm sick, it's obviously because of my good looks."

(End of this chapter)