A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Mom, this is the manuscript fee I earned. There is a thousand yuan in it now, and there will be more in the future. You can take it first."

"One thousand yuan? Manuscript fee, what draft fee?"

Song Hongxia, who was full of anger, was stunned when she saw the bank card. After listening to Shu Ange's words, his expression became even more puzzled.

"I finished my homework relatively early recently, and I took the time to write a few articles. After submitting the manuscript, I was selected for three. The remuneration for one thousand words and one hundred is exactly one thousand yuan for three articles."

"Write essays? What essays can you write and earn a thousand dollars. Tell me honestly, are you secretly working? No matter how poor my mother is, there is still money for you to go to school. You don't need to go out to work with your half-old children. ."

Song Hongxia's face was flushed with anger, and she spoke with a vibrato.

"I didn't go out to work, Mom, look, this is an article I wrote. It was the Chinese teacher who said that my article was good and suggested that I can submit it."

Shu Ange took out the phone with the cracked screen, clicked on the subscription number, and let Mother Song read the articles she published.

Song Hongxia is not very educated, so she read the articles written by her daughter word by word on her mobile phone.

She read it very seriously, and read the radicals when she encountered words she could not understand. After reading the long article, Song Hongxia was silent for a while, and then looked into Shu Ange's eyes and asked, "You wrote this article?"

"Yes, Mom, there are still chat records on WeChat that the editor sent me money transfers."

Song Hongxia's anger dissipated like a tide, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet, she turned her face away and wiped it with the back of her hand.

She carefully put the bank card in her pocket, and said with a stern face, "You are still young, so you should focus on your studies. I will keep the money for you until you go to university."

"Okay, Mom, don't work too hard, I'll make money too, so I can share your worries for you."

"Hurry up and eat, you talk more."

Song Hongxia lowered her head and rebuked Shu Ange, her tone sounded a little strange.

Shu Ange didn't pierce her hard-hearted and soft-hearted, and ate honestly. After the meal, Song Hongxia drove Shu Ange back to the house, and was busy washing dishes and pots in the kitchen.

At around twelve o'clock in the morning, Shu Ange woke up from the dream and suddenly heard Yingyingchaochuo's cries.

She quietly got out of bed and opened the door a crack.

The small light in the bathroom was on, and Shu Ange took advantage of the dim light. Seeing Song Hongxia sitting in the dark living room, holding the portrait of the original owner's father, crying and laughing, saying that her daughter has grown up and is sensible.

Song Hongxia in the dark was not as pungent and stern as she used to be, just like an ordinary and ordinary little woman, rambled about her hardships in life and her daughter's progress to her husband.

Shu Ange quietly closed the door and couldn't help thinking of his parents.

Song Hongxia loves her daughter, but the hard life makes her love less tender and more rough and bitter.

The next day, Song Hongxia got up early to prepare a morning exercise for Shu Ange, the buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks bought downstairs.

After Shu Ange took a shower, she said gruffly, "Eat it quickly, you just love spending money on food from outside. These are all bought from outside."

"Thank you mom, you eat too, I can't eat so much."

Under Shu Ange's subtle changes, the relationship between mother and daughter has become a lot closer.

The calendar on the wall was getting thinner day by day, and Shu Ange's weight was successfully reduced to one hundred and twenty pounds.

Not only that, during this time, she did not forget to enhance nutrition while exercising, and her height jumped up a few centimeters.

She grew taller and lost weight, and Shu Ange finally changed from being a chubby and fat woman in everyone's eyes to a slightly fat girl.

Although there is still a fat character, the current Shu Ange cannot be described with ugly words.

She has good skin, a plump figure, and a dexterous movement, which looks very appealing to the older generation.

Xiang Caijing had a fight with someone in the classroom before, leaving a **** hole in the person's head. After the trouble, he took a month off from school, and Shu Ange also got a month of leisure.

Bullying by others is at most verbal insults and physical shoveling. Shu Ange was tough, and they didn't dare to do anything.

But Xiang Caijing is different. She completely regards Shu Ange as a toy without human rights, and gains pleasure by bullying and abusing her.

Although Shu Ange has lost weight, she is still a loner in the class because of her long-standing rejection.

In the physical education class, the teacher asked everyone to do sit-ups in groups. Shu Ange, as usual, was ignored and left alone.

Chen Yuanyuan, like her, has no one to go with. Seeing this, the physical education teacher blew his whistle and said, "Chen Yuanyuan, Shi Xiaorou, you two work together."

As soon as the teacher's order came out, several students burst out laughing.

Shu Ange didn't care about the gazes of others, walked directly to Chen Yuanyuan, and nodded at her: "Let's be a group."

Chen Yuanyuan lowered her head, holding the wide corner of her clothes in her hand, and the pestle was motionless there, like a tree stump.

Seeing this, Shi Linlang said hello to her companions, and waved to Shu Ange with a smile: "Shi Xiaorou, let's be a group, classmate Chen Yuanyuan, you and Shu Han are a group."

Shu Han rolled his eyes at Chen Yuanyuan, and said angrily, "Come here soon."

Chen Yuanyuan held the corner of her clothes and walked slowly towards Shu Han, while Shi Linlang wore a ponytail and walked towards Shu Ange with a bright smile.

The same sportswear, worn on others, is like a flour pocket, worn on her, like the heroine in a school idol drama.

"I'm very happy to be partnering with Shi, let's get started."

"Well, you come first."

Shi Linlang lay on the mat and smiled at Shu Ange. She squatted on the ground with her knees bent, her hands on her knees.

"You can sit on my lap, it's more comfortable."

"Haha, Linlang, don't. You're not afraid that fat woman Dongshi will crush you to death with her weight."

The person who spoke was Cheng Yangbo, and he had been not dealing with Shu Ange.

"Hey, Yang Bo is right. I said fat lady, be careful not to hurt our school girl. She is not like you, she is rougher than a man."

The appearance of Qian Baoxin's mouth has not changed at all.

Shu Ange ignored the two and focused on counting for Shi Linlang.

After Shi Linlang was finished, she changed to sit-ups with Shu Ange, and Shi Linlang pressed her legs for her.

Shi Linlang sat on Shu Ange's lap and chatted with her with a smile.

"Student Shi has lost a lot of weight? I see that you have been running a lot in the past two months. Your determination and perseverance are really admirable."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Shu Ange didn't want to talk to Shi Linlang more, so he quickly finished the sit-ups and got up to leave.

"Wait a minute, Shi Xiaorou."

Shi Linlang stopped Shu Ange, she looked back at her and raised her eyebrows.

"Your skin has become very good during this time. Can you tell me what makeup did you use?"

Shi Linlang stared at Shu Ange's skin as white and tender as a baby, and she felt more and more strange that she suddenly became beautiful.