Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 33. 32. Making Favors
On 10.1, only Wu Dong himself was left in the office.

Use the office phone to make long-distance calls to home to report on the living conditions.

Hearing that the call was made from a public phone, his mother was very happy, and Wu Dong's father also came over to have a chat.

Wu Gang, Wu Dong's father, "Dongzi, how are you doing over there? Your mother won't let me answer the phone. Whenever I ask her, she thinks I'm long-winded..."

When Wu Dong heard his father on the other end of the phone, he seemed to have been taken aback. The nonsense was the result, and the family status of the two fathers was the same.

"It's all good. The school arranged a single room for me. I live in two rooms and one living room alone. The 60 square meters only cost 100 yuan a month. It's cheap to eat in the school cafeteria, where there are teachers' windows."

"Are you tired from work?" Dad Wu finally got the chance to ask in detail.

"I'm not tired, I've been busy for three days before school starts, and I usually just drink tea and chat, I'm so old!" It's a basic operation to report good news or not bad news when you go out.

On the other end of the phone, "You're never finished, go away, I'll tell my son."

"Dongzi, what happened to the 2 yuan you transferred yesterday!? Where did you get so much money?"

Wu Dong had [-] in his card, but he didn't dare to turn it around for fear that his parents wouldn't be able to accept it all at once. "There are thousands of dollars in salary I saved, and the other ones are manuscript fees. Your son is now considered a writer. I am the moderator of the literature section of Haijiao Forum. I serialize and publish novels on the Internet, and the money is manuscript fees."

It is impossible for ordinary people to know whether there is a manuscript fee, and whether the moderator has a salary. Wu Dong is not worried about cheating.In the future, as the fame grows, I will gradually increase the weight, so that my parents can accept it.

"Little calf, lie to me, this is 2 yuan! How can you make so much money by writing novels, tell you! Don't go astray, if you dare not do good things, your legs will be discounted! Our family is No one in the family of duty has been in prison for generations..."

On the other end of the phone, my father was talking, "No, you don't know about your own child, what bad things can Dongzi do."

"Get out, it will be too late when something happens, he is in the art school alone, if he goes to pimp, he will never recover..."

Wu Dong on the other end of the phone heard it all, and he said to himself, "Pimping has already been thought of, but I didn't even think of it. I know my mother has such a temper. Thanks to not transferring all the [-] yuan back. Otherwise, my mother may He reported his son directly, without giving him a chance to explain."

Wu Dong hurriedly brought out the witnesses he had prepared long ago, "Mom, Mom, it's true. My online name is Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng, and there is a QQ number in the registration information. If you don't believe me, ask Xiaoqing for a while, she You and I are QQ friends, and you can find out if Uncle Li has a computer at home."

Wu Dong knew that his mother would definitely check it out. Uncle Li was his father's former colleague, but he was lucky. After being laid off, he went to work as a temporary worker in the urban management department.

Li Yuqing is Wu Dong's playmate since he was a child. He graduated from high school but didn't go to university and now works in a telecommunications business office. The two have always been in touch.

Mama Wu eased her tone, "Even if it's true, don't transfer it to us. You have some money in your pocket outside alone, and I'll save it for you as a daughter-in-law. Dongzi, don't think about it. Nagging, so I don't know what the art school is like, or what Xiaoqing said is that there are girls between 17 and 8, you are the teacher, you must not make mistakes..."

"Mom, I'm a decent person."

"Fart, where did the marks on your bed sheet come from..."

There are customers over there who want to use the phone, Wu Dong's parents put down the phone reluctantly.

"At least they know that I can make money, and they will have some psychological comfort that they will not work as hard as before."
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Zhao Wei came to Wu Dong to ask for leave, and the flight attendant class had to be approved by the head teacher, and he was not alone.

He came on behalf of the whole class, and Zhou Yinan, the deputy monitor, came with him.

Zhou Yinan is a girl, Wu Dong met for the first time, and the accent turned out to be a fellow.

"Mr. Wu, my name is Zhou Yinan and I'm the deputy monitor." Wu Dong didn't look at the girl carefully before, so he looked carefully at this time.

How can Zhou Yinan be 168-170, which is considered tall among girls, with a T-shirt, shorts, sneakers, and long legs.

"Huh? Northeast silver!"

"Ah, Mr. Wu, are you too?" Zhou Yinan was very surprised.

"I'm from Gongzhuling, how about you?"

"I'm from Tieling." Zhou Yinan replied, the two cities are very close but belong to two provinces.

"Oh, Tieling, that's a relatively big city!"

"Hahaha." Zhou Yinan couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

This is a humor unique to northerners, and Zhao Wei on the side is puzzled.

"Are there many Northeast people in our class?"

"Just me." Zhou Yinan stretched out a finger.

"Okay, leave a phone number and call me if you need anything."

After repeatedly confirming their route, Wu Dong repeatedly told them to pay attention to safety on the road. The boys must protect the girls from acting alone, and they must come back that day...

"Zhao Wei, count the number of people before nine o'clock in the evening, and Zhou Yinan before eight o'clock in the evening. If there are few people, please call me immediately."

Zhou Yinan pouted, "Why are the girls an hour earlier!" Her tone was a bit dissatisfied.

"Boys may go to the playground to play ball or something later. The school is so empty now. There are some bastards in front of Li's pocket. Girls have trouble wandering around at night."

Both Zhou Yinan and Zhao Wei understood what was going on, and they were obedient.

In fact, nothing happened before, the accident happened next year.

At the end of 2002, the shampoo rooms were closed one after another. In 2003, some incidents happened in the school, and then the police station set up a police booth at the school gate, and then it stopped.

……

The school cafeteria was still open, and I used Laowen's computer to surf the Internet and wrote a novel for 2 hours.

Looking through the comments and private messages, Wu Dong smiled.

Many people have continued to write the first three beginnings, and some people have imitated and changed their appearance.

At this time, the protection of intellectual property rights is not strong, and the websites are still free. Wu Dong doesn't care whether they continue to write or plagiarize. What he wants is the reputation of the originator of the genre of online literature.

Once you have a reputation, you can judge others condescendingly.

Even if the author himself doesn't admit it, it doesn't matter, tens of thousands of netizens will remember it.

There are a lot of people who are generous and generous at the beginning, like Song Jiang and Shan Xiongxin, but whenever friends in the world ask for help, they are eager to help...

To be honest, no matter whether it was a continuation or an imitation, few could catch Wu Dong's eyes. Today's private message is different. The other party's name is Wandering Frog, and he sent a continuation of nearly [-] words in the attachment.

"Moderator Jin, I read the beginning of Dapeng Zongheng, and I feel that we coincide with each other. I want to publish a similar novel on Qidian.com. I will mention it in the prologue because I was inspired by you. I don’t know what to do .”

Return it to its original owner.

[Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng]: "You're welcome, you're welcome. As a Dapeng, I just write casually, and the plot hasn't unfolded at all. I saw my brother's article today. The concept is ten times as clever as mine. If it can be regarded as a little enlightenment for my brother I’m already very excited. Hope to see the full text soon.”

Later, Wu Dong posted a short article.

"Dapeng Zongheng's book friends, there is a big guy coming to an end. He has exquisite ideas and is ten times as talented as me. Let us look forward to his works together!"

(End of this chapter)