Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 49 Stankang Hair Oil and Bicycle

"Guowei, you must join this honors class and math competition."

In the hall, Mr. Yang Yan held a cup of hot tea in his hand and spoke to Bao Guowei in a serious voice.

"After joining the top class, you will not only have more outstanding teachers and professors, but you can also enjoy professional tutoring. If you win the math competition, you can even go to the Jinling National Government to receive an audience."

"The National Government? Then couldn't Guowei become a clerk in the government and become a section chief?"

Hearing this, Lao Bao's eyes immediately shone. This was Lao Bao's long-standing wish, for Bao Guowei to put on a suit, drink tea in a bright government office building, and have a decent job.

From then on, he got rid of the fate of the old Bao family for generations, and rose from a humble servant to an official respected by everyone.

"This is natural. I think Bao Guowei will not only become a section chief in the future, but he may even reach a higher stage."

While speaking, Yang Yan turned his attention to Bao Guowei, who was wandering aside. Naturally, he already knew that Bao Guowei had become a disciple of Zhang Taiyan.

If the school hadn't known about this, I'm afraid the quota for the top class and the math competition wouldn't have been available so quickly.

As a disciple of Zhang Taiyan, is it not easy to become a section member?

"But I am more optimistic that Guowei will develop on the path of literature in the future."

Yang Yan himself studied literature, and after reading Bao Guowei's article, he was shocked.

Is this still the same Bao Guowei?

I even envy Bao Guowei for being able to study under Zhang Taiyan, because this means that he has opened up a bright road in the literary world.

"Guowei? Guowei?"

Seeing that Bao Guowei didn't seem to be listening to him, Yang Yan couldn't help but wave his hand in front of him.

At this time, Bao Guowei came back to his senses. To be honest, he really didn't like these polite words, so every time at this time, he would wander around and review the plot of the novel in the super memory of his head.

Xiao Yan was already in Yunlan Sect just now

Damn it!

But he still said with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Yang, this is my honor, but Mr. Taiyan's coursework is very heavy. If I join the top class or participate in competitions, I may have limited energy."

To be honest, Bao Guowei's main goal now is to develop artifacts such as allicin and ammonia, and then make money by writing articles and novels, or add his own modest efforts to this fictional time and space of the Republic of China.

As for learning?

Are you talking about learning with my super memory brain?

I have memorized all the textbooks, and the answers to 90% of the questions on the test paper can pop up in his mind instantly. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to lay a solid foundation in Hangzhou, he would have taken the college admissions exam this year.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Yang Yan said cheerfully after hearing Bao Guowei's words. "Our top class has officially introduced European and American education methods, so it is relatively free. We only need to participate in the math competition, which does not consume much energy."

Hearing that it was a European and American education method, Bao Guowei couldn't help but be speechless, but it didn't sound like it would be harmful to him, so he reluctantly agreed.

Next, Yang Yan praised Bao Guowei's school performance. This was what Lao Bao liked to hear most, and his eyes narrowed.

Only the real owner was very embarrassed next to him.

"Guowei will work hard in the future. In time, you will definitely be a rising star in the literary world!"

Yang Yan bowed his hands and finally left the Bao family.

After returning to the house, Bao Guowei couldn't help but ask.

"Dad, who sent these things?"

"These gifts."

Lao Bao looked a little embarrassed, as if he had done something wrong. His hands kept wiping sweat on his clothes. He quickly defended and said: "These things are all sent by your classmates. There are so many people here. They keep praising you to me." You perform well in school, especially being friendly to your classmates and never quarreling, and you also like to help your classmates correct their mistakes, so this time you received an award, so I gave you these gifts to congratulate you."

"Just. Just" Lao Bao sighed, saying as if he was afraid that his son would blame him. "I can't refuse no matter how much I do, there are so many of them."

Seeing that Bao Guowei had no reaction, Lao Bao asked tentatively: "How about you return these things to them?"    Bao Guowei was stunned, but not because Lao Bao accepted these gifts, but because he was The behavior of these people was shocking.

It was okay to like to help his classmates correct their mistakes. He once again had a new understanding of the young masters and ladies of the Republic of China.

These people are so shameless.

But it doesn't matter, accepting these things also means that the matter is settled. Bao Guowei has no intention to continue to entangle with them, because for him now, fighting with them would seem a bit low.

He patted Lao Bao on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, dad, they owe us, so just accept it with peace of mind!"

Hearing this, Lao Bao's originally tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and without asking why, he gave the greatest trust to his child.

"Hey! Hey! That's good!"

There was a smile on his face again, as coaxing as a child.

Early the next morning, Bao Guowei rode a bicycle given by a classmate to school on time.

This brand-new bicycle is very conspicuous, with an iconic crossbar in the middle. It is similar to the popular bicycle style in Bao Guowei's impression in the 1980s, with some differences.

The nameplate on it said "Pegasus Brand". Bao Guowei checked it in the newspaper and found that it should be produced by Tongchang Bicycle Company in Shanghai. It is said that it purchased foreign bicycle parts and asked a manufacturer in Birmingham, England, to assemble it.

The owner of this car dealership did nothing but put up a sign. This behavior is really familiar.

However, the price is about 150 yuan, making it the most expensive gift in this bunch.

At first Bao Guowei was a little surprised, but when he saw the name of the gift giver, he was...

Guo Tianqi.

Bao Guowei was immediately relieved. He deserved this bicycle worth more than 100 yuan!

This black-painted bicycle is extremely popular on the street. You must know that there were still most rickshaws on the streets during this period. Cars were only common in the wealthy areas near the West Lake. You can't see one in this urban area in a day. .

Along the way, he couldn't help but receive attention and gifts from all kinds of people, especially Bao Guowei, who also stopped by the commercial street to buy Stankang hair oil. After using it, his flowing hair looked extremely coquettish.

It doesn’t matter anything else. You must buy this Sidankang Hair Oil yourself, it’s very important.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Wei Junming's shout came.

"Hey! Bao Guowei, you are so handsome today! This oily man looks like a gentleman who comes and goes from the concession."

Bao Guowei felt that the original personality hidden in his heart was secretly causing trouble, and he asked immediately.

"its not bad, right!"

"Great!" Wei Junming gave a thumbs up and then asked a little embarrassedly. "Bao Guowei, what brand of hair oil do you use?"

"Si Dankang!" Bao Guowei took out a bottle of hair oil from his arms and threw it to Wei Junming for study.

Almost all the girls in the classroom looked at Bao Guowei. He actually had a good foundation. He looked extremely handsome in a suit and a oily head.

Not to mention the various buffs added in the past few days, he has successfully become the prince charming in the hearts of girls.

At this time, a timid voice came from behind.

"Bao Guowei, can you help me with my math problems in the future?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Bao Guowei turned his head, frowned and said after seeing the person.

"An Shuzhen?"

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(End of this chapter)