I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

The two of them were so busy that they had to work together.

Duoduo sat next to Jiangning, her big watery eyes blinking, her face full of admiration and respect.

Because writing a 400-word composition is like squeezing toothpaste, it takes a long time for her to write a paragraph.

But here in Jiangning, there is no writer's block at all.

Four hundred words are just a drop of water for him, effortless.

This is really hot!

Duoduo made a third wish in her heart, hoping that when she grows up, she can be like Jiangning, with a spring of inspiration and a divine writing.

The two wishes before this were: I hope I can eat instant noodles every day when I grow up, and I hope I can have 100 yuan every day when I grow up.

"Thank you, brother! Duoduo has finished all her homework today!"

Under Jiang Ning's guidance, Duoduo successfully finished the most difficult part of the composition.

The little girl raised her homework happily, which was the result of her hard work for a whole morning.

"You're welcome, these are just a little effort." Jiang Ning waved his hand casually.

"It should be my brother who should thank you, thanks to you for recommending us many fun places."

Thanks to Duoduo, a local, as a guide, Jiang Ning and his group had a very easy time these two days.

No detours were taken, and no unpleasant things happened.

"You're welcome! These are also what I should do!"

Hearing that her suggestions worked, Duoduo was very happy and smiled with two small tiger teeth.

She likes the feeling of helping others and making more people like her hometown.

"By the way, is Sister Xiaowan up? I want to play games with her!"

Duoduo successfully got the mobile phone from her father, and Baby Egg was officially launched.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "Not yet. Your sister Xiao Wan always sleeps in during holidays, and this time is no exception. It's considered early to get up at ten o'clock."

Duoduo looked at the time on her phone: "Then I'll wait for her. It's almost ten o'clock."

Children's friendship is pure. In order to play games with good friends, they are willing to wait for a long time.

Unlike college students nowadays.

You agreed to play games at eight o'clock in the evening. When you came online at eight o'clock and your friends had been playing for five minutes.

"Are you up, sister? Duoduo is waiting for you to play games."

Jiang Ning took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan quickly replied: "I'm up. Let Duoduo come to my room directly. I'll take care of you!"

Jiang Ning showed Duoduo the chat records. The little guy's eyes lit up immediately and ran to find Jiang Wan with joy.

"It's better to be a child."

Jiang Ning looked at Duoduo's back and couldn't help but sigh.

I was so stupid when I was young. I always looked forward to growing up.

I thought everything would be fine when I grow up, but in fact, nothing would be fine when I grow up.

For example, when I was a child, I always looked forward to the Chinese New Year, but when I grow up, I am most afraid of the Chinese New Year.

No wonder there are so many urban rebirth stories on the market, returning to college, returning to high school, and even returning to elementary school and kindergarten.

Because I can't go back, I miss it.

Those beautiful memories warm me who is eclipsed.

"If someone wants to be a child, he can get a place from me."

At this time, Zhang Meng tiptoed and stretched out her hand, gently touching Jiang Ning's head.

"Little Jiang Ning, if you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can tell me."

"Maybe I can't help, but I will definitely be a good listener."

Jiang Ning looked at Zhang Mengqing's serious look and replied with a smile: "I did have a lot of unhappy things in the past."

"Those troubles are as many as the stars in the sky, so many that I can't count them at all."

"But now I have met you who is like the sun, and the situation has improved a lot."

"Sun?"

Zhang Mengqing blinked. It was the first time she heard such a metaphor, comparing a girl to the sun.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Yeah, when the sun appears, all the stars disappear."

His voice was very soft and slow, but Zhang Mengqing's mind was full of this sentence, lingering and unforgettable.

Inadvertent love words are the most touching.

Zhang Mengqing once suspected that Jiang Ning was a master in the field of love, otherwise why would he be so good?

But Jiang Ning said that he had never been in love, and his sister could prove it.

He has never been in love, but he is very good at saying sweet words. How did these two things come together?

Does it have anything to do with the novels he wrote?

"Jiang Ning, you are so sweet and the stories you create are also very exciting.

Didn't you write a novel?" Zhang Mengqing said out of curiosity.

Instead of guessing, it's better to ask Jiang Ning directly about the specific situation.

After the words fell, Jiang Ning was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that Teacher Zhang would suddenly ask this question.

Speaking of which, he seemed to have never mentioned his profession, so it's no wonder that Zhang Mengqing was curious.

"Yes, to be precise, my job is to write online novels. I have been writing books full-time for a year." Jiang Ning nodded and admitted.

His friends and relatives all know that he writes novels, even retired teacher Zhang Shanhe knows it, so it's not a secret.

This matter can't be concealed, and there is no need to conceal it.

No matter what Zhang Mengqing asked, he would answer honestly, focusing on being frank.

"You look so amazing. I want to read the book you wrote. Is that okay?"

Zhang Mengqing is not very interested in novels, but is very interested in Jiang Ning's novels.

"This..." Jiang Ning hesitated.

"Hmm? Did you write something astringent and not suitable for children? That's why you don't show it to me. "Zhang Mengqing asked with his head tilted.

Jiang Ning quickly denied: "How could it be, the review is very strict now, and even the lower part of the neck cannot be described."

"It's just that I just thought of something that happened before."

"What happened?" Zhang Mengqing became more and more curious.

"I still remember when I earned my first manuscript fee, my family felt incredible, especially my parents."

"They didn't expect that writing stories could make money, and then my dad asked me for the title of the book, and I didn't think much about it and told him directly."

"Then the next day, when we were having dinner at home, my dad played an audiobook on his phone. Yes, it was the beginning of my novel."

"Can you imagine that embarrassing scene? My dad played my book in front of the whole family. This feeling is tantamount to public execution."

"Then he also posted my book on WeChat Moments and recommended relatives and friends to read it..."

"Then I wrote about Spain and Portugal playing in the World Cup, and he asked me which side was good and which side was bad. ”

It is said that the past is hard to recall. Jiang Ning thought about his past experiences... well, he didn't dare to recall that period of time because it was too social.

"Since then, I never told my family the title of the book to avoid embarrassment."

Jiang Ning paused, and then changed the tone: "But if you want to read it, I am willing to tell you."

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I played all day yesterday and didn't update. I will update today.

There will be two more updates later.