Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 828. Pretending to be X
When Mao Mao Tou and Qiao Xiao Mao were selling goods in full swing.

There were also minor incidents elsewhere.

For example, Luo Qi was called as a parent again...

"Mother Qiqi, I asked you to come here today mainly because I want to understand some situations."

It was Teacher Lu who invited Lin Jia over.

"Did Qiqi get into trouble at school?" Lin Jia's first reaction was to ask parents to come back for class. "Did she have a fight with a classmate? Did she miss the midterm exam?"

She also thought of a reason of her own.

A child's jealousy? Why can you skip the exam and go out to play?
Teacher Lu quickly waved her hands and explained, "No, no, Qiqi is very popular in the class, and the teachers like her very much. She never gets into trouble, and she never fights."

When saying this, Teacher Lu couldn't help but complain in his heart, I don't know who your daughter learned this from, she is like a little adult, in less than one semester, she has bribed all the classmates.

The female classmates all have the dolls she gave them hanging on their schoolbags, and the male classmates have the snacks she gave them in their desk drawers.

She is the big sister in the class, who dares to fight with her?

"Then I feel relieved. Teacher Lu, what do you want to ask?" Lin Jia breathed a sigh of relief and said easily.

"It's about the composition." Teacher Lu picked up a notebook from the desk. It was the homework handed in by Luo Qi.

Three essays written about going to Hainan without taking any exams.

Teacher Lu was worried that Lin Jia would ask again if the writing was bad, so he opened the notebook and praised, "This article "An Unforgettable Day" is very well written. It depicts the joy of going to the beach and the happiness of seeing the rocket launcher."

“The article “Sister Xiaoyu” is even better. From a child’s perspective, it depicts the kindness, liveliness, and dedication of the new generation of space commanders to the space industry.”

"The last one, "The Snow That Won't Melt," was the best. It didn't look like it was written by an elementary school student. I actually saw poetry and sadness in it..."

They all praised the writing, why did you call me here specifically? What do you want to know?
Lin Jia smiled and said thank you, and then nothing else happened.

Teacher Lu was a little embarrassed because he didn't understand the subtext. He pondered for a moment and organized his words before saying, "Qiqi has a very good talent for writing. Our entire teaching group admires her very much."

After the groundwork, it’s time to do it.

"But I think many of the words and sentences in the composition are more profound than those in the first grade of elementary school."

"Of course, language is a subject based on life, and Qiqi's sense of language is naturally stronger."

It's really difficult for Teacher Lu to lay the groundwork at the beginning and make up for it later.

Lin Jia understood this time and thought the composition was ghostwritten.

I immediately explained: "Qiqi wrote the composition herself. The child's father and I did not help at all."

Well, they are so worry-free, just let it go.

"But this time there was a girl who our child called Sister Zhao who went with us. She liked Qiqi very much and helped to give some pointers. It was just pointers to help clarify the child's ideas. The child wrote completely on her own."

Can just clarifying one's thoughts produce such an effect? ​​First graders are like fourth and fifth graders, or even catch up with the junior high school level?
Teacher Lu couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, who is this Miss Zhao?"

"He's a colleague of my child's older brother." Lin Jia said casually.

"Oh, colleague..."

"She wrote all the promotional copy for our city's Harvest Festival and marathon..."

"Uh..." Teacher Lu was stunned. It took him a long time to digest the thought before he came back to his senses.

The Nima Harvest Festival and Marathon are the city’s biggest political achievements in the past two years. They have been publicized nationwide and emulated by many places.

The person in charge of publicity and promotion is a big shot. How can such a person tutor primary school students in writing? ? ? ?
That would be a complete revolution. It would be strange if we didn't improve by several grades.

What kind of power is this family?

Teacher Lu tried hard to suppress his curiosity and talked about another thing.

"Qiqi's mother, I plan to recommend these three essays of Luo Qi to the city's primary school essay competition. This is a great learning opportunity for the child. If he wins the prize, it will be good for the selection of three good students and outstanding primary school students. What do you think?"

As long as it is confirmed that it was not ghostwritten, it will not be a problem to win a prize based on the quality of these three essays.

Winning the award will be good for Luo Qi, and as a tutor, there is also a Gardener Award.

Logically speaking, Lin Jia should have agreed immediately.

But, no.

Instead, he asked a more profound question: "Excuse me, Mr. Lu, which unit organizes the city's essay competition?"

"Well... I think it's the Education Bureau." Teacher Lu didn't really pay attention to the organizing unit. He just remembered that it was issued by the Education Bureau.

After finding the documents from the drawer, I took a closer look and realized that they were not from the same company.

He read it as he went: "Hosted by the Municipal Education Bureau, Tianhan Daily, and the Office of the Special Task Force for Creating a National Civilized City, and hosted by Hanyun Culture Media Co., Ltd. The 7th Municipal Primary School Student Composition Competition..."

Hearing Han Yun's name, Lin Jia smiled bitterly and shook her head. As expected, she asked, "Teacher Lu, Han Yun is a company owned by my child's brother. So, do we need to avoid suspicion?"

Han Yun’s job is to deal with cultural matters. He has to go through all the big and small events in the city that are related to cultural promotion.

Teacher Lu misheard, or didn't think about it that way, "Does Qiqi's brother work at Hanyun? He's not in charge of the essay competition, so he should be fine..."

Lin Jia shook her head again: "Han Yun belongs to the child's older brother. He is the big boss."

Teacher Lu was embarrassed again, but he still didn't give up, "Is he my biological brother? Or should I call him brother?"

"My cousin. My husband's brother's child."

Teacher Lu's fists hardened. Who on earth are these people? Why are they squeezing money out bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste?

Lin Jia noticed that Teacher Lu had a strange expression on his face, so she quickly thought of another way, "Um, Teacher Lu, is there a provincial or national essay competition?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Teacher Lu quickly replied and found another document, "The 9th National Ferry Reading Essay Competition. Initiated and hosted by the Reading Promotion Service Center, the Juvenile Literature Reading Club, the Children's Literature Research Institute of Shanghai Normal University, the Imperial Capital Children's Publishing House, and the Imperial Capital Normal University Press."

This time, Teacher Lu directly read out the organizer and asked nervously, "Does your family have any connection with this?"

Lin Jia quickly replied, "No, no, they are all publishing houses. Our family has never published books, and we are not involved in this business."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Lu grumbled to himself, he had originally wanted to participate in a city competition, but this guy went all the way to the national level.

With a smile on her face, she said, "Okay, I'll submit my application as soon as possible. The deadline is December 12st, so there's still time. If I pass the preliminary round, I'll need to write an essay on the spot for the provincial competition, so please take care of that."

(End of this chapter)