Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 13 13. I am a writer
"writing a novel."

Wu Dong didn't intend to hide it,
At this time, sparks could be sparked by turning his head. He stared at the screen without moving.

The other three female teachers also wanted to join in, but there were still three students who were about to enter the first year of junior high school.

"Brother, why don't you write?" The child hadn't given up yet, and the three readers urged on the spot.

"Did Xiao Yan marry Nalan Yanran?" asked the one whose mother had taught her a lesson.

"Hey, little brother, your focus is wrong. Good horses don't turn their backs. You have the potential to be a dog."

"Brother, what is a Tengu? A Roaring Tengu?"

Wu Dong smiled, "You will grow up!"

"Brother, you don't write, let's play a game of CS." After all, he is a junior high school student, and games are the most attractive thing.

"Okay, I'm tired too, let's relax. Hey, don't get confused, brother is serious about writing novels, and playing games is about relaxing."

A few children were impatient, "Okay, okay, let's build a battle, the password is 123456".

Whether they listened or not, Wu Dong had said it anyway, meeting by chance was enough.

……

The child left, surrounded by four beauties.

"Mr. Wu, what are you writing?" someone asked.

"I just wrote the beginning of whatever I wrote. I challenged people on forums. They said I had no creativity, so I wrote the beginnings of two novels to respond to them."

Wu Dong said it very casually, he didn't want to hide it, and he didn't think there was anything worth showing off, "Plagiarism, forced by life, it's not appropriate to use it to pretend to be coquettish with female colleagues."

When you first start doing bad things, most people will feel a little uncomfortable and will find a reason for themselves to find a higher level. The decline of morality needs a process and a little time.

The kid on the opposite side shouted, "Brother, come in DUST2, let's go together, 4 vs 4".

Little kids also know to hold their thighs.

Wu Dong clicked on the game, "Oh, I posted it on the Haijiao forum, my screen name is Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng."

"Hahaha……"

"Then you wrote the sequel of Jin Ping Mei?"

Of course the female teachers knew about "Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng", but Wu Dong didn't bother, he had already put on earphones, the kind that were buckled on his head.

A man knows which is more important, women or games.

"It's not my thing, so don't delay me playing games while playing!"

……

One for three, the little kid is too good.

In the end, it was Wu Dong who resisted everything alone.

"Brother, awesome!!!"

"..."

……

Every time they win a game, the three junior high school students will proudly show off, "This is how badly they were abused in the past!" Wu Dong could understand.

Smile at them and give them a thumbs up for encouragement,
The kid trembled in the Internet cafe after being recognized by Da Niu.

The next time they don't form a team with Wu Dong, their newly inflated confidence will be frustrated.

To recognize reality, life will teach them this truth.

Played three rounds, about half an hour.

Wu Dong took out his mobile phone, it was 6:13, and he hadn't had dinner yet.

Wu Dong took off his earphones, turned around and asked Zhao Jing, "When are you leaving?"

"Ah?" Zhao Jing raised her head abruptly.
Wu Dong hid.

"When are you going back?" Wu Dong asked again.

Zhao Jing turned around and asked the other two, "I'm fine anyway, I'll go to sleep when I get back, maybe nine o'clock."

"Oh, then I'll go get something to eat and I'll be back in a while."

Wu Dong didn't choose to shut down the gateway machine, he didn't want the machine to be taken by others when he came back, and now there are not many empty machines in the Internet cafe.

He went to the bar and talked to the network manager, and he turned around and left the Internet cafe.

……

"Wow! The writing is great, Mr. Wu is amazing."

Just as Wu Dong left the Internet cafe, several female teachers started talking about it.

"I think Dapeng is good. I'll urge him to write this when he comes back later." This is Si Ji, and it seems that he prefers Oriental fantasy.

"I think it's better for Dou Po Tianqiong, I'm already so mad...", readers of Dou Po are more likely to be drawn into the protagonist.

Both Ou Yujun and Zhang Weiwei like Doupa, Zhao Jing didn't express her opinion, she likes both books.

Wu Dong's clothes revealed his family conditions,
Although they just entered the millennium in 2002, the brand awareness has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Many people value clothes, pants, shoes, skin care products, watches they wear, mobile phones they use, and even what brand of cake they order for their birthdays.

The concept of raising sons poorly and raising daughters rich has long existed.

No matter what attitude the female teacher of the Art Academy shows, her judgment is not bad.

Wu Dong's financial situation is not good at a glance, but he is the only male teacher in the community, he is quite handsome and strong.

The few people who seemed to be baffled thought Wu Dong was a security guard, a porter, a spare tire, an honest person, and you are a good person.

With so many scheming girls, and no friends to wake him up, Wu Dong, who is in his 20s, often misunderstood him and thought he was quite attractive.

Now Wu Dong has seen through it at a glance, it is impossible to be a dog licking.

If you want to go fast, of course you have to have Shaxian snacks, steamed dumplings, braised eggs, duck legs, duck gizzards, and a bottle of cold beer.

If you're with someone you value, you shouldn't drink at this time, it's not appropriate at all. After all, there is alcohol in it. If it's an ordinary colleague, of course it's as comfortable as it is.

In less than half an hour, Wu Dong came back.

He looked as usual, but the smell of alcohol could not be covered.

"Mr. Wu, have you been drinking? You won't be drinking crazy, right?" Zhang Weiwei is very good at adjusting the atmosphere.

Wu Dong smiled, "I drink beer like water."

Zhao Jing pretended to be angry on purpose, "Mr. Wu, didn't you say you don't have a mobile phone?"

The two female teachers at the back attacked together, "Yes, I also saw you took out your phone to check the time just now."

"You're talking about this?" Wu Dong threw Nokia in one fell swoop,
"I just bought it yesterday. I can't remember the number myself. I forgot today. Come on, let's exchange the phone numbers."

Zhang Weiwei and Zhao Jing are both Motorola V9 series, Ou Yujun is also Motorola, and Si Ji is Samsung.

Other things Wu Dong doesn't know about digital products, he knows, Si Ji's Samsung is more than 1700, and the other three Motorolas are several times more expensive than his own Nokia.

Wu Dong generously exchanged numbers with the four female teachers using his mobile phone for the elderly.

The female teachers wondered secretly, "It doesn't look like they are embarrassed to take out their mobile phones because their grades are too low. This Teacher Wu doesn't care about his current situation, and he is a person who is full of confidence in the future.

That's right, he's so talented, he should be able to do something in the future..."

There is a difference between an ordinary poor boy and a poor boy with some talent, not much difference, unless your talent is more than a little!

If these are four editors, then Wu Dong's talent is definitely not a little bit, but these are two dance teachers and two music teachers.

Wu Dong had a showdown as soon as he came up, but it's a pity that these girls only know how to fight landlords, and don't know straight flush!

　Signed the contract, congratulate yourself.

　　Today I was busy cleaning and stuffing sausages all day, and I rushed to a chapter in the middle of the night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)