On Friday, Jiang Baochu failed a math test.

Sheng Tang was worried about her: "you are about to go to senior three, or put your mind on study. Those things can be made after graduation from high school. "

"Now the market is good, the opportunity is good." Jiang Baochu said, "if you delay for a year, you may not have my status in the world."

"Every year, there are people who will be eliminated." Sheng Tang said, "you can't eat it for a lifetime."

"I'm in the ascendant this year. I'll never have such an opportunity again. What should I do?" Jiang Baochu cried, "I can't rely on my parents and aunts all my life. I have to do something."

Sheng Tang listened to her words and felt that she had more foresight than many little girls.

She couldn't bear to see Jiang Baochu in such pain and said, "I'll write it for you."

Jiang Baochu's eyes suddenly brightened: "really?"

"Don't be happy too soon. I'll only help you this time." Sheng Tang said, "you don't take the task next, and do well in the final exam first."

Jiang Baochu nodded quickly.

Sheng Tang said, "I'll send it to you tomorrow morning and go home to write it in the evening."

Jiang Baochu hugged her shoulder: "Sheng Tang, you are the best, you are my Savior! You have saved me countless times. I will burn incense and kowtow to you. "

Sheng Tang's corner of the eye smoked: "I'm not dead yet!"

Jiang Baochu laughed.

She has great trust in Sheng Tang: Sheng Tang is very good at writing poems. Her poems have been viewed by more than one million people on Jiang Baochu's Micro book; her songs have been sold to Lanfei, which has become the most popular song this year.

She said that she wanted to help write fairy tales, and her fairy tales would certainly create a sensation.

Jiang Baochu knew that Sheng Tang had this ability.

On that day, after returning home from school, Sheng Tang did not go to the gym, instead, she wrote her fairy tale.

Her world, there are many good fairy tales, she saw when she was a child, almost all in her mind.

There are some in this world, but they are different from those in her world. Therefore, Sheng Tang's fairy tales should bring a little freshness to readers.

She thought so and wrote it down in accordance with her memory.

When she finished, she polished it a little. She did it by herself. She no longer cooperated with marketing companies and didn't expect their promotion. She took her time.

I can't imagine. Half an hour later, the editor in chief called her.

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