Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

When Lin Nianhe got the news that several families had moved away, he was drawing black eyes on the white sheets with a marker to prepare the little ghost's costume.

"You're moving out now?"

She looked at Wang Shumei who came to deliver the message in disbelief.

Wang Shumei looked at her with the same disbelief: "Auntie, what on earth did you do to them? I heard that in the afternoon, the daughter-in-law of the mischievous aunt returned to her parents' home with the child in her arms. In less than an hour, the rest Everyone has moved away too!”

Lin Nianhe looked at the white sheet in his hand with a sad expression.

There are no water-soluble pens in her space, this marker is oil-based.

Translation - can't be washed off.

What a pity for her white sheets!

"Nianhe? Nianhe?"

Wang Shumei stood on tiptoe and waved her hand in front of Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe explained absently: "I didn't do anything. I just visited them and played a harmonious and friendly little game with them."

Wang Shumei: "...?"

She really wanted to ask Lin Nianhe if he had beaten these families one by one.

But there was Zhao Haimei in the dormitory. She rolled the words around her mouth and swallowed them back.

Lin Nianhe held the white sheet and regretted it for a moment. Suddenly he remembered something and raised his wrist to look at the time: "Hey, it's time. I have to go find Teacher Nie."

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes." Lin Nianhe said as he got out of bed, "I picked up Teacher Nie's reading glasses today. I will return them to him."

"..."

"Where did you pick it up?"

Teacher Nie held the lost reading glasses and rubbed the frames lovingly.

He thought he had lost it and planned to go back early to get new glasses.

Lin Nianhe clasped his hands in front of him and answered obediently: "I picked it up in the classroom."

Teacher Nie was a little confused: "I actually left it in the classroom? Oh, I'm getting old..."

Lin Nianhe promptly reminded: "Then you should be more careful in the future. Fortunately, I remembered that these glasses are yours, otherwise I wouldn't know who to give them back to."

"Okay, okay," Teacher Nie accepted it carefully, "Thank you, classmate Lin."

"Teacher, please don't be polite, just pick up the gold and leave it alone. This is what I should do!"

Lin Nianhe returned his glasses and when he left the office, he saw Wang Shumei looking at him with a depressed expression.

She subconsciously took a step back: "What? Does this situation, this scene, and this office door bring back some not-so-good memories for you?"

"Ha! I knew I wasn't chasing the wrong person that day! It was you!"

Wang Shumei jumped up suddenly, hugged Lin Nianhe's neck, and clenched her other hand into a fist to hit her Tianling Gai.

"Hey, hey, be careful, the skirt I'm wearing..."

Lin Nianhe laughed playfully, and with a clever move, he broke away from her shackles.

She clapped her hands, held Wang Shumei's arm tightly to prevent her from committing violence again, and changed the topic: "Let's go, Sister Shumei, let's take over the house!"

There was no one else nearby at this moment, so Wang Shumei quickly asked the question she wanted to know first: "Did you steal Teacher Nie's glasses?"

"How is that possible!" Lin Nianhe's eyes widened, "I really picked it up and left my glasses on the podium!"

"Then why didn't you return it to the teacher?"

"Oh, I was a little busy at the time. I can't delay my own business while doing good things."

Wang Shumei rolled her eyes to show disdain, and then asked the second question she wanted to know: "What game did you play with them?" Lin Nianhe said seriously: "I really didn't do anything. I just went to their wall in the middle of the night to see what they were doing. do what."

Wang Shumei: "Did you smash someone else's glass again?"

"How is that possible! That's my house and my glass. If it's broken, I have to spend money to repair it!"

"Then what did you do?"

"Well... I played a nice and passionate piece of music for them, and told them a tear-jerking fairy tale."

"go away."

Lin Nianhe felt that she was telling the truth.

But Sister Shumei didn't believe it.

Not only did she not believe it, Wen Lan also said after hearing this that she would rather believe that there were ghosts in the world than Lin Nianhe's words.

Forced to have no choice, Lin Nianhe turned to Su Yuncheng:
"Brother Yun Cheng...even if the whole world doesn't believe in me, you must believe in me, right?"

Looking into her eyes, Su Yuncheng instantly forgot what Yan Chu had said to him and nodded: "Yes, I believe you."

Wen Lan stood aside and asked suspiciously: "Su Yuncheng, when you retired from the army, did you return your eyes to the country?"

Su Yuncheng rubbed his ears and didn't hear a word.

However, Lin Nianhe stuck his head out and bared his teeth at Wen Lan: "Wen Lan, you are so advanced in cursing now!"

"That's right! You don't even know what I'm studying!"

Wen Lan raised her chin and was very angry.

Lin Nianhe took advantage of the situation and said, "Okay, I'll give you a job that suits your major - you can help Principal Wu write a short biography, mainly to publicize the brilliant college entrance examination results that our educated youth of Shili Brigade have achieved under her careful guidance. !”

Wen Lan was startled: "Huh?"

"Starting from the hard days of rural primary school," Lin Nianhe patted her shoulder, "You will call Hua'er later. If she agrees, you can also write her in - urging rural girls to go to college to change Life is more exciting when you think about it.”

"It's okay for me to write," Wen Lan wondered, "But what are you going to do?"

"Don't ask first, write it down and see the response." Lin Nianhe promised, "Write it carefully and try to publish it in the Beijing Daily."

Wen Lan's eyes suddenly brightened, and she turned around and ran to the library, not even looking at the house.

"Xiao Lan is almost fooled by you." Wang Shumei said.

"I really didn't fool her," Lin Nianhe said while sitting on the back seat of Su Yuncheng's bicycle. "I plan to ask Principal Wu to be the honorary principal of the cram school, so it is necessary to build momentum in advance."

"Huh? This is a good idea, otherwise parents would be so cruel that they would dare to send their children to your cram school!"

"Wang Shumei, you are quite advanced when it comes to swearing."

"I am over-flattered."

The two of them chattered at each other and arrived at the entrance of the courtyard within a few words.

Even the chain on the courtyard door was gone, and the inside was empty. The buckets by the well had been taken away, leaving only messy footprints on the ground and pieces of red paper that had been trampled so hard that their true colors could not be seen.

"Well, it looks like it was looted."

Lin Nianhe jumped out of the car, put up an awning, looked around, and said to Su Yuncheng, "Brother Yuncheng, please find someone to convert these rooms into classrooms. Oh, yes, leave a teacher's office."

"Okay." Su Yuncheng agreed, "I'll make arrangements."

Lin Nianhe took out his work notes and murmured to himself as he flipped through them: "Brother Yun Cheng is in charge of logistics, and Sister Lan is in charge of publicity...Sister Shumei, I'll leave the recruitment of full-time and part-time teachers to you. Wait for this Once the matter is settled, you will take care of admissions and accounting."

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"I...I'm responsible for delivering food to you, how about it?"

"piss off!"