Color Collection System

Chapter 18
It's still summer vacation, but there are always people in the school.

For example, the competition and assessment of civil servants, teachers, and medical staff in various institutions in the city, as well as the recruitment and selection of some public institutions.

The teachers in the school also need to take advantage of the winter and summer vacations to train, prepare for grading and other things, and have to deal with some school task assignments.

Different from 10 years ago, in this era, school teachers are not allowed to take tutoring at school or drag lessons. Students find tutors by themselves or go to cram schools.

In the past, some off-campus training institutions rented the school's premises for training, but they were reported by parents and disappeared, and returned to the extracurricular cram school and tutoring mode.

Lin Murong found Zhu Yixuan, his high school classmate who was a teacher here, and after some greetings and excuses, he reluctantly read Zhang Rilong's message.

Looks okay.

Academic performance is average.

A little bit about sports.

Zhu Yixuan carefully looked at Zhang Rilong's sports information, and quickly said, "I don't have the right to enroll additional students. I'll ask the physical education teacher for you. If she is a sports student, she can ask the school for a place."

Wei Yonghe thanked happily: "Thank you, Teacher Zhu!"

"It's okay, I'll ask."

Zhu Yixuan contacted the physical education teacher on his mobile phone.

Zhu Yixuan: Teacher Xin, there is a parent who came to sign up by himself. His grades do not meet the normal requirements of the school. It doesn't matter at home. I will send you his exercise data for a while, and you can see if you can accept it.

Xin Limei was watching the students play football at the football field, and was a little upset after receiving the message.

As the best high school in the city, since she became a physical education teacher, there have been related households who used their physical education expertise to enroll in higher education.

What's even more exasperating is that she has to sign on the column of recommenders to provide convenience for those who haven't taken a physical education class.

Originally I wanted to use the excuse that I didn't have permission to reject it, but after seeing the message sent by the other party, Teacher Satomi quickly replied.

Xin Limei: There is still a vacancy in the sports group. Let him wait in my office for a few minutes, and I will go back for an interview.

Zhu Yixuan: He didn't come here himself, and he was also hiking and running outside today. This time, his brother-in-law was not sure whether he could enter No. [-] Middle School, so he came to help him first and ask. This kid's grades are very average.

Xin Limei: Let him come over in the afternoon and go directly to my office.

Zhu Yixuan: good

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When Zhang Rilong came down from the mountain at noon, he saw the message on his mobile phone.

"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, I put my phone in my bag when I was climbing the mountain just now, what's the matter?"

Wei Yonghe said happily: "It's okay, I'll tell you a good news, No. [-] Middle School is willing to accept you, you go to No. [-] Middle School as early as one o'clock, go to the sports team office to find Teacher Xin, be polite and open-minded when you meet the teacher. It's good to be low."

"Okay, thank you brother-in-law!" Zhang Rilong looked at the time, "I'll go there now, so as not to make people wait."

"Come on! I won't go, send me a message after your interview and tell me the result."

"it is good!"

As soon as Zhang Rilong arrived at the foot of the mountain, he met a familiar car.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, get in the car and let's go have dinner." Zhuge Caijing came here today to guard Zhang Rilong. This talented writer who just came out was about to retire without saying a word, but Zhuge Caijing was very angry.

Zhang Rilong still had things to do, but seeing that there was still enough time, he opened the car door and went to the back seat.

"I really can't write anymore. I have a lot of things to do recently, so I can't keep up."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhuge Caijing glanced at the sweaty boy in the rearview mirror, "I can help you with school affairs, as long as you get a rookie award, you won't have any problems entering No. [-] Middle School !"

Zhuge Caijing continued: "Your literary foundation is very solid, not to mention the first middle school, if you operate better, you can be directly recommended to the university. The premise is that you write two more books, and everything is easy to say when you show your grades. "

Zhang Rilong didn't want to walk, he wanted to mix things up.

"It's not necessary, my math grades are pretty good." Zhang Rilong justified a sentence, and said very helplessly: "I really don't want to write it. Now when I think about writing novels, I get a headache. I can't make it up at all." It's gone...it's really gone, I don't know how to write novels at all!!"

Zhuge Caijing said helplessly: "I didn't mean to force you. It's normal to rest for a while if you can't write. Humans are not machines. They are not so productive. Editors and readers will understand you."

Zhang Rilong said happily: "Then it's all right? I'll treat you to dinner! Let's eat whatever you want. You don't need to go to high-end restaurants. I have things to do later."

What Zhuge Caijing said was just polite words, seeing that Zhang Rilong took it seriously, she said seriously: "I think you are different, you have potential and talent."

"I don't have any... I really don't have a drop of ink, I can't squeeze it out..." Zhang Rilong had a terrible headache, he said many times that he would not write, but he just couldn't convince the woman.

Zhuge Caijing said: "You don't understand. To become famous, you have to take advantage of the heat. Some celebrities and authors don't take advantage of the fire to publish more works to accumulate popularity. After a few years of silence, no one will know them. You don't need to write such good articles. Just throw out a few articles to maintain popularity, and occasionally come up with a few excellent works."

"I don't have one..." Zhang Rilong looked out the window, "I don't have the talent for writing, I really can't write it down, and I can't write it out."

Zhuge Caijing: "Work hard, talent is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some. If you don't put a little pressure on yourself, you won't know how talented you are!"

Zhang Rilong was so anxious that people really couldn't communicate with each other?

Seeing that Zhang Rilong is about to give up on himself like many writers who are pushing for manuscripts, Zhuge Caijing said euphemistically: "It's okay to take a break, but now the company has arranged some popular activities for you. If you don't update your works, it's easy Lower popularity."

"I didn't promise to participate in any activities." Zhang Rilong didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

Zhuge Caijing said: "There is no specific arrangement for the event. It was originally planned, but now you stop writing the book after a few days. We don't have to do it before we come up with a plan."

Zhang Rilong nodded, "Isn't that good?"

Zhuge Caijing thinks this is not good, "You have hurt me this time. I was trying to get promoted and get good grades. I just woke up from the dream. If you don't write novels, how do you plan to make money in the future?"

Zhang Rilong thought about it carefully, then quickly shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'm not a waste, I have the ability to make money."

The reason for copying novels is mainly due to age. Zhang Rilong is not yet old enough to even take the driver's license test, so there are not many simple ways to make money to choose from.

"When I was running these days, I found that there is a place to collect bugs nearby. There are people in the community who pay to walk their dogs. They should be able to earn more than 200 in a day. If I write novels without selling copyrights, that's all. Count without using your brain."

Because of the notepad of Gold Coin Dragon, Zhang Rilong is very careful about some daily work, and when he is familiar with the surrounding environment these days, he has also seen a lot of ways to make money.

"Are you going to do this kind of manual work in the future to make money?" Zhuge Caijing stopped the car and looked at the young man in disbelief.

Zhang Rilong clenched his fists, showing off his untrained muscles, "Can't you?"

"Okay, it's fine." Looking at the young boy's body, Zhuge Caijing couldn't help feeling that it's good to be young.

The two had a meal together, and Zhuge Caijing had an idea during the meal.

"Since you don't want to write novels, do you have any idea to draw comics?"

Zhang Rilong was munching on crispy meat bibimbap, when he heard it, he said directly: "I'm not good at drawing."

Zhuge Caijing smiled and said: "It's okay, you can come up with a general idea, and be responsible for the relevant plot and details, and leave the drawing to the artist."

(End of this chapter)