Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 572 That
Xu San originally wanted to tell Wang Zhenzhen that as long as she didn't move forward, it was not a wrong path, but it was unknown whether she really understood Xu San.

"Teacher, I still have one year to graduate from high school! After graduation, I want to visit Dongying. If possible, I want to study there!"

"Study abroad? What do you want to study?"

"What do you suggest!"

"Study medicine!"

"it is good!"

"Why don't you ask?"

"The elder's order, don't dare to violate it!" Wang Zhenzhen turned to look at Xu San and said.

"What about after you finish your studies?"

"Go home!"

"why?"

"Didn't you say turn right and take two steps, turn right and take two steps, turn right and take two steps, turn right and take two steps, and finally turn left? I did it according to your request."

Xu San put his feet on the table, tilted the chair up hard behind his back, and then hugged the back of his head with both hands, looking at the changed appearance now, Wang Zhenzhen felt that her words might be useful.

Wang Zhenzhen's legs began to dangle again, with a smirk on her face, "Teacher, isn't your wife beautiful?"

"Well, I actually don't know either!"

"Is it a marriage?"

"Well, anyway, her family is quite powerful! I, a nobody, was completely forced." Xu San briefly explained Conan's family background.

Wang Zhenzhen nodded with a smile, "It would be great if that's the case!"

"What's great?"

"It's nothing, teacher, you should continue to talk about the manuscript I wrote."

"Okay!" Xu San said and picked up the manuscript on the table. Wang Zhenzhen also jumped off the table, walked to Xu San's back, poked her head out from behind Xu San, and watched with him the manuscript that had just been completed. manuscript.

Xu San knows nothing about journalism, but he watches a lot of short videos, and he can still say a few words about the communication ideas of new media. Although there are not many, it is definitely a mudslide in this era.

One is not to teach well, but the other is to study seriously. It is Xu San's unintentional move to change the media style of this city too far away.

"Teacher, what title should we choose?" Wang Zhenzhen asked with the finished manuscript.

"Hmm~" Xu San squeezed his brain and moaned, "Just call it, "Shock! A shocking explosion has turned into a situation that the Eighth Route Army and GMZF least want to see.""

"Uh..." Wang Zhenzhen held the manuscript and stayed for a long time before saying, "Teacher, this seems to be inconsistent with the content of our manuscript. This kind of manuscript will be sent back after a glance at the editor of the newspaper."

"Which newspaper has the third largest circulation in Too Far?"

"Sanjin Evening News!"

"Go to his house, take my film, and tell them that I am a family friend with the Northeast Water Supply Corps. Sakurai Matsu!"

"Sakurai Song?" Wang Zhenzhen whispered, and wrote down the name, and then she asked, "Why don't we vote for the No. [-] morning paper or the No. [-] daily newspaper."

"No need, the two of them don't lack this traffic!"

"flow?"

"Probably means circulation!"

Wang Zhenzhen nodded, and continued to polish the manuscript with half understanding. After the final draft, the pen names of Conan and Wang Zhenzhen were used.

Xu San stretched his waist, feeling a little turbulent in his heart, thinking that if this manuscript is published, then this new media will probably be considered as a branch.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang!"

The clock struck five.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Zhenzhen was tidying up the house, while Xu San was sipping tea and flipping through newspapers boredly.

"Squeak~" With a soft sound, the door of the office was pushed open, and then a small head poked out from the crack of the door to look inside with mischievous eyebrows.

Xu San put down the newspaper, and said, "If you want to go in, come in quickly. You're not energetic at all, and if your head is squeezed by the door frame, you'll be completely stupid."

Ji Wushuang pushed open the door completely, walked up in a big way, then pulled a chair, sat next to Xu San and said, "I heard that you are coming back, so I came here specially to bring you this invitation." !"

Xu San accepted the invitation, "Is your father back?"

"Yeah, it's a pity that I won't be able to stay for a few days and have to leave again!" Ji Wushuang said and leaned back on the chair in a big way.

Wang Zhenzhen came over and made tea for Ji Wushuang, "Miss Ji, please drink tea."

Ji Wushuang picked up the teacup and began to look at Wang Zhenzhen. After watching for a while, she felt that Wang Zhenzhen seemed different today.

Picking up the gaiwan, wiped it twice, and asked, "Zhenzhen, what good things happened today?"

"Well, the teacher is back!"

After taking a sip of tea, Ji Wushuang frowned, then stared at Xu San, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ahem~" Xu San choked again in shock from Miss Ji.

He coughed twice, and patted his chest, "You stinking mouth, you don't even know how to restrain yourself when your father comes!"

"My father isn't here either!" He said and glanced at the little maid standing beside her.

The little maid hurriedly lowered her head in fright, "Miss, I didn't hear anything."

"Did you see it? No one will prove it! Tell me, did you do it?"

"Guess!" Wang Zhenzhen said with a smile.

Miss Ji rubbed her chin, meditating, and after a long while, "It shouldn't be too late, I guess if I don't come, it should start. After all, the door is not closed, and the publicity is not good! "

"Crack!" Xu San took the newspaper and tapped Ji Wushuang on the head, "Don't be full of this all day long, go back and do two papers when you have time."

"You've done everything you left!"

"That fat man named Dabao did it for you?"

"How can he be a servant who can do high school students' questions?" Ji Wushuang looked away, not daring to look directly at Xu San, and thought, how did he know that Fatty Dong was good at science.

Xu San put the invitation on the table, pointed it with his finger, and said, "You don't need to bother Miss Ji to come in person to send an invitation. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Father asked me to send it in person. You were my teacher at school, and you taught me marksmanship and that. In China, it's called evangelism, so it's only natural for me to send it."

Xu San's mind was full of black lines, of course he knew which one it was, but when Miss Ji said this, the taste became very indecent.

After hearing this, the little girl behind Ji Wushuang blushed even more embarrassingly, and didn't dare to make a fool of herself.

"That? Which one?" Wang Zhenzhen stared at Ji Wushuang and asked with a smirk.

"Unspeakable!"

"Then" Wang Zhenzhen looked at Xu San, "Teacher, I want to learn too."

Xu San hesitated, "That can't teach you."

Wang Zhenzhen shook Xu San's arm, "Teacher, you are biased!"

"That... That will grow a beard after practicing too much." Xu San was so shaken that he couldn't help it, and started talking nonsense.

"Ah~! Why didn't you say it earlier!" Ji Wushuang screamed, began to touch her face, looked at her little maid and said, "Chuntao, do I have a beard on my face?"

(End of this chapter)