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    "Press your fingerprints! Why are you crying? Didn't you smile so happily just now?"

    "Beep"

    At night, the political and religious office of the Eighteenth Middle School was brightly lit again.  A large group of twenty or so junior high school students were first taken out of the community in a team as if they were caught gambling and whoring, and walked through the vegetable market in a disgraceful manner.  Then after entering the school, they were blocked in the Political and Education Office, receiving Zheng Haiyun and Zeng Youcai's re-education on the school rules and disciplines in turn, and at the same time calling home one by one, asking their parents to come and pick them up.  Because Mr. Zheng's handling method and Mr. Zeng's use of language were a little too aggressive, so individual children's hearts were a little bit fragile, and their emotions could not be adjusted for a while. The educational scene in the office collapsed all of a sudden.  .

    A baby cried, a baby cried, crying so much that the political and religious office was like a mourning hall.

    But when this group of children was surrounded by the three heroes of the Political and Religious Department, Jiang Sen and Luo Beikong's treatment was completely different.  As an old fritter, Luo Beikong was the first to get out of bed. He went to the Political and Education Office and pressed his finger prints.  Jiang Sen was angrily taken back to the principal's office by Cheng Zhanpeng, and chatted with Wu Chen while eating his boxed lunch.

    "Secretary Wu, why did you come here?"

    "The city praised me for doing a good job in disaster relief. Let me put aside the work of the village and the poverty alleviation office first, come to the city party school for training, get a diploma, and take a temporary post as the deputy director of the street for a year or two."

    "Zhen'ou Street?"

    "Um."

    "Oh, that's a coincidence, what are you in charge of?"

    "Style hygiene."

    "Now the sub-subject level is clear?"

    "Yeahhahahahaha!"

    Wu Chen laughed heartily, and Jiang Sen quickly snorted and ate the rice.

    Cheng Zhanpeng's eyelids are twitching when he sees the virtue of not paying attention to the school rules and the principal at all.  Spicy chicken, if it weren't for the sake of this dog's performance, I would be able to bear it so much?

    Cheng Zhanpeng was thinking irritably, flipping back and forth with Jiang Sen's unfinished political test paper in his hand.  There is one thing to say, going to the Internet cafe and still thinking about studying, this alone has already made him unable to deal with Jiang Sen.

    "Today is also a coincidence. I came to report the day before, and I wanted to come to see you at night. As soon as I went out, I ran into a group of your principal, muttering about Jiang Sen. I was still puzzled. It was such a coincidence, so I asked a casual question. Hey!  It really is such a coincidence that I came to look for you. I thought you were willing to degenerate, and I brought you a gift, but I didn't want to give it to you when I went to arrest you just now."

    Jiang Sen ate his meal quickly, and took the time to ask: "What gift?"

    "Your master asked me to bring you the medicine." Wu Chen took out a cigarette and lit it up, crossing Erlang's legs and shaking, "Old Kong talked to your master and said that you were exhausted in the city."  Well, your master was afraid that you would really die, so he asked me to bring some tonics, they are all good things at the bottom of the box, you kid will develop in the future, don't forget to be grateful."

    As soon as this was said, without waiting for Jiang Sen to answer, Cheng Zhanpeng rushed to speak, his tone was very puzzled: "Why are you so exhausted? Jiang Sen, do you usually train so hard?"

    "It's not just training." Wu Chen pointed at Jiang Sen with a smile, and told Cheng Zhanpeng in detail in front of Jiang Sen, "This kid has signed a new contract with the website. Now he is writing novels every day.  It¡¯s more than 10,000 words. I still have to train during the day, and I have to do my homework in class. Last month, I slept for five or six hours a day for more than 20 days.  Money matters, I don¡¯t want to live anymore!¡±

    "Damn, what the hell am I eating!" Jiang Sen roared angrily.

    But Cheng Zhanpeng would not give him a chance to change the subject. He immediately became furious, slapped the table with a bang, and shouted: "Jiang Sen! How did you promise me before school started? High school is already stressful, and you still have the mind to do it?"  These?"

    "I also have a problem" Jiang Sen finished one box of lunch in two or three bites. He vomited chicken bones and shrimp shells all over the table, and immediately lifted the lid of another box of lunch, continuing to pick and pull without slowing down.  stand up.

    Cheng Zhanpeng's face turned black, remembering that he had just praised Jiang Sen a few days ago, and today the director of the city suddenly asked about Jiang Sen's grades, obviously trying to use the opportunity to give him another hand.  If the grades were scrapped, wouldn't his future also be ruined?  Thinking of this, Cheng Zhanpeng couldn't help but get angry, and said angrily, "What's the reason! What else can you have? What's so powerful?!"

    And Wu Chen, the idiot, still chimed in, "Yes! I must give Principal Cheng an explanation today!"

    Arrived at this point?Speaking relaxed and freehand, he began to tidy up the bones and shrimp shells that were all over the coffee table.

    Cheng Zhanpeng hurriedly pretended to help: "I'll come, I'll come!"

    But as he said this, his movements were obviously slower by more than one or two beats.

    So in the end, Jiang Sen packed up the garbage by himself, went out and threw it into the trash can, and walked straight downstairs, casually saying to Cheng Zhanpeng: "The new book will be finished soon, probably at the end of December, this time is really the last  once."

    "Well, it must be the best if it doesn't affect your grades. The school actually hopes that you can get good grades in the exam. Money is not money, but it's second. Whether you donate the money or not is in the eyes of our school and teachers.  Here, you are a student first, and a writer second." Cheng Zhanpeng followed closely beside Jiang Sen, saying solemnly.

    Jiang Sen was also very cooperative and nodded seriously: "Well, I know, I think so too."

    Xia Xiaolin: ""

    "It takes a lot of time for you to run back and forth every day. Why don't you open the computer room?"

    "That's fine too. If you can use the time at noon, you can go to bed early at night, and you can work and study at the same time."

    Xia Xiaolin: ""

    "Mr. Xia, you can go directly to Mr. Nie in the computer room next week and talk to him. It's what I said, get an extra set of keys." Principal Cheng turned his head and told Xia Xiaolin, who had been refreshing her outlook on life several times, to follow her.

    Xia Xiaolin came back to her senses, and quickly agreed: "Okay, okay"

    "Hey! Paper!" At this time, Wu Chen caught up from behind, took Jiang Sen's unfinished paper and stuffed it into his hand. After working on it for a long time, it turned out that this guy still missed Jiang Sen's study the most.

    Jiang Sen thanked him, folded the paper and put it back in his pocket, and the four of them walked out of the administration building quickly. The office of the Political and Education Department was still brightly lit, but they walked out of the school without even looking inside.

    Xia Xiaolin was stunned, not knowing where the three of them were going.  Fortunately, just after leaving the school gate, Cheng Zhanpeng told her that she had nothing to do here and told her to get off work first. Then Xia Xiaolin stopped at the same place in a daze, then watched Jiang Sen and his backs go away, and was stunned for a long time.  Only then did he finally remember where he was going, shook his head, sighed, and crossed the road.

    In the distance, Jiang Sen suddenly remembered that the Sports Bureau was looking for him, and asked casually, "Principal, why are the people from the Sports Bureau looking for me today?"

    "Oh, then I want to ask you to train again" Cheng Zhanpeng said with a smile, "I specially ran over to tell me that the training fee is very high and the bonus is also very high. If you win the first place in the country, you can get 8,000 yuan  Woolen cloth!"

    "Oh, eight thousand yuan, ha ha."

    "hehe."

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    The three of Jiang Sen and the others smiled strangely. After a while, they walked to an ATM of the Postal Savings Bank. Jiang Sen took out his card, and with a skillful operation, he each gave Cheng Zhanpeng and Wu Chen the cards, and transferred 500,000 yuan.

    After the transfer, he walked out and took a breath. The air was full of freedom.

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