Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 176 The Seven Calabash Babies I See
It is the same in the previous life earth!
Families with children probably won't know who Gorky, Leo Tolstoy are.

But for the stories in various Andersen and Grimm's fairy tales, it is absolutely familiar.

no way!
Children come first at home.

Read at least one fairy tale every day, it's hard not to know!

Although he has not read the works of this old Lu, he can guess that he must be a "giant" character.

And this is Huaxia Publishing House, the old man's "base", so there must be a lot of people who know him.

Ma Jie went ahead and knocked on the door of a room.

After a while, the door opened from the inside, and Zhu Xiaoya opened the door with messy hair, as if she had just woken up.

Seeing Yang Zhengdong outside the door, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she rushed forward and hugged Yang Zhengdong's arm.

"Brother, why did you come back? Where did you go yesterday?"

The little hand started to look for a position towards his arm, and it was about to perform the "two-finger Zen" in this way!
"Ancestor, don't start. I was reviewing the dictionary all night yesterday. Where are you going? Someone is here, save some face for me!"

Yang Zhengdong quickly grabbed her little hand and comforted her softly.

This girl is ruthless. There is sister Yuanyuan in the village, so she should pay attention.

Here the sky is high and the emperor is far away. He was pinched for nothing!

"Tch, Sister Yuanyuan said, let me keep an eye on you. I didn't even make a phone call yesterday. Go back and wait for the washboard!"

"Yuanyuan can't, the washboard is a tradition of your old Zhu's family!"

"Believe it or not, I will pass your exact words to Comrade Zhu?"

"Grandma, can I be wrong? Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Lu Meng. I have something to do with my brother today!"

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly performed the magical skill of changing the topic, and pushed Mr. Lu out, hoping to stop this girl from pestering her back and forth.

"Hello Mr. Lu, I'm Zhu Ya, you can call me Xiaoya! I think you look familiar? The white-haired grandfather... "Three Sharpshooters"? Are you the grandfather who wrote "Three Sharpshooters"? "

Zhu Xiaoya greeted obediently at first, but then she seemed to think of something, and immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Hello, Xiaoya, if there is no second white-haired old man named Lu Meng who wrote "Three Sharpshooters", it should be me!"

Lu Meng looked at this elf-like little girl and said with a gentle smile.

"Wow! I finally saw a real person today. I like "Three Sharpshooters" so much, especially the Judy in it. Our surname is Zhu. Grandpa, come in quickly, and be sure to sign for me!"

Zhu Xiaoya dragged Mr. Lu into the room, but Yang Zhengdong was blocked behind. He couldn't help thinking, is this old man famous?

"Director Ma, have you seen that "Three Sharpshooters"?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at Ma Jie and asked.

"No, what kind of fairy tales do I read at my age? But I heard that my child asked to buy a set a few days ago. It is said that it is especially suitable for children to read!" Ma Jie replied with a smile.

"Oh? Director Ma already has children?"

"Yeah, get married early, and the children are already five years old!"

"It's good to have children, let's go in."

Why haven't I heard of "Three Sharpshooters"?

By the way, Mr. Lu's name is too low!
It seems that there is a similar name on the earth, it seems to be called the Three Musketeers, mainly because the author's name is so weird that he can remember it, it is the world-renowned Malaysian.

The name is so classy!
In the Internet age, this name can play tricks...

Yang Zhengdong walked in and took a look.

Hey!
This room is another suite.

It's just that the living room is much lower grade than the star hotel he stayed in when he was in the old city. The ten or so people in the old city didn't seem crowded in the living room. Now Zhu Xiaoya dragged Lu Meng to chat non-stop on the sofa.

In the corner of the sofa, Wang Xiaoru was nestling there, reading with a book.

this kid...

Wherever you go, don't forget to read a book.

Yang Zhengdong went over with a smile, and patted Wang Xiaoru's head. Among these students, Xiaoru was the only one who didn't worry about this book.

Seeing Yang Zhengdong, Wang Xiaoru smiled sweetly, then lowered her head and went to read.

"Mr. Lu, I'm looking for the manuscript. You sit here for a while, and Director Ma will help Mr. Lu pour a glass of water!"

After Yang Zhengdong said hello, under Xiaoru's guidance, he opened the door of his room and walked in.

By the way, this room is too bad, and I don’t have time to come and stay for one night. Can I ask them to refund the room fee?
It's better not to think about it, but to finish the business first.

He found the stack of manuscripts from his bag, flipped through them to make sure there was no problem, and then hurried out.

As soon as I came out, I found that sisters Liang Yalin and Wang Faliang were also here, chatting around Mr. Lu. Could it be that they have all watched "Three Sharpshooters"?
"Old Lu, what are you doing?"

Yang Zhengdong came over and asked with a smile.

"It's not Xiaoya who took out your masterpiece and asked me to sign it, I dare not!"

Lu Lao waved a paperback book with curled corners in his hand and said with a smile.

Yang Zhengdong took a look, it wasn't the "My Neighbor Totoro" he drew for Zhu Xiaoya, it was originally plain paper, but now it has been flipped to the point of rot.

"It's just for fun. If you don't dare to sign it, just draw it casually!"

Yang Zhengdong said grandly,

"Oh, you are so generous. It's a pity that I have to draw such a good comic! Although I haven't finished it yet, I like this artist and this story so much. You are really versatile. Chief Zhao doesn't dare to let you play at will, I'm really afraid of delaying you!"

Mr. Lu said with a wry smile while holding the manuscript.

"Haha... I can't do it, Mr. Lu! My ideal is to be a teacher. These are just side jobs, and I won't let them affect the serious business!"

Yang Zhengdong smiled and handed over the manuscript in his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you are a teacher. Old Zhao and I are both teachers. Teaching and educating people does not conflict with cultural development. It's just your talent!"

Lu Lao shook his head and said with a tangled face.

"Is this a fairy tale?"

Just after reading the cover, Mr. Lu asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I wrote a few little fairy tales in my free time, only this book "Snow White" has been colored, and the others are only two illustrations of the characters without coloring, the time is too short, Mr. Lu, you can do it Look!"

Yang Zhengdong said modestly.

"Forehead……"

Mr. Lu wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it after thinking for a long time, so he could only lower his head and flip through the manuscript in his hand.

Keep talking in your heart, don't think too much, people didn't mean it.

But if you write something, you will fight for the job of the artist, and if you draw comics, you will compete with him, who writes fairy tales, for a living.

Is this really appropriate?

"Teacher, when are we going to the Forbidden City?"

Liang Yahui was not very interested in fairy tales, so he moved over in small steps and asked with a pouted mouth.

"I'm almost done, I'll take you there when I'm done!"

Yang Zhengdong quickly rubbed the little girl's head and said with a smile.

"But you are really busy, busier than when you were in school!"

Liang Yahui pinched the hem of his clothes with an unhappy expression on his face.

"It's really coming soon, why don't you ask Director Ma to arrange someone to take you to play nearby?"

Yang Zhengdong suggested.

"Sure, the Forbidden City and Chengtianmen Square are not far from here, Mr. Yang, I'll go with them, we can walk there!"

Ma Jie said quickly.

"Do you think it's okay?"

Yang Zhengdong asked Liang Yahui with a smile.

"But we all went to see it, teacher, what should you do?"

"I'm not simple. When you have time, you can take the teacher there and be a little tour guide for me!"

"OK then!"

Liang Yahui reluctantly agreed.

"Then it's hard work, Director Ma!"

"It's not hard, it should be!"

Ma Jie quickly said with a smile.

"Remember to listen to Director Ma's words. I'll take a shower first. I stayed up all night yesterday and feel uncomfortable!"

Yang Zhengdong rubbed Liang Yahui's head again, and ran back to his room to take a shower. He felt that his body was about to grow thorns, and for him who was a bit of a clean freak, he couldn't bear it any longer.

After taking a quick cold bath, Yang Zhengdong felt much better mentally. After all, his body is young, and he didn't feel any discomfort after staying up all night.

Look back and see if I can get two more bottles of some kind of body essence, let him replenish the "red", and see if he can make up a "superman" or something.

Yang Zhengdong changed his clothes and came out, and found that almost everyone was reading the manuscript, even Ma Jie was looking down.

What's happening here?
Are you having a book club today?

Reading clubs should also discuss it, right?
All of them, why do they suddenly love learning so much?

"Xiao Ru, what are you looking at?"

Yang Zhengdong asked in a low voice.

"Teacher, did you say that the little match girl really went to heaven?"

Wang Xiaoru raised his head, and Yang Zhengdong found the little girl's eyes were shining with tears, so he quickly hugged her to comfort her.

"Xiaoru, this is a fairy tale. The little match girl met her grandma. From now on, she will no longer be hungry or cold, and she will be able to spend Christmas with grandma in heaven!"

Yang Zhengdong tried his best to comfort him.

"Teacher, I know, the little match girl is dead, she won't have to suffer anymore! But I still feel very uncomfortable! I have no mother, no grandma like her..."

Wang Xiaoru said with tears in her eyes.

"Well, we will all live well, and will get better and better, Xiaoru, you still have father and teacher!"

Yang Zhengdong hugged the little girl, he didn't expect that this little evildoer, who had never been mature enough for him to worry about, would be shown his truest side by a fairy tale.

Now he hates Andersen a little bit, why is a fairy tale written so realistically, it made our little Ru cry.

"This ugly duckling has turned into a white swan! That's great, I'm almost crying!"

Liang Yahui smiled happily while holding two pieces of paper.

"I like this Princess Ariel, the daughter of the sea, that's really good!"

Liang Yalin also said with a smile.

"I still like this Cinderella. She attended the ball in a pumpkin carriage and wore crystal slippers, and met her favorite prince. It's so beautiful!"

Zhu Xiaoya raised her hands on the manuscript of Cinderella and said loudly.

"I am so funny, I am fascinated by it!"

Ma Jie also looked up and smiled.

"What are you looking at, Miss Ma?"

"The seven gourd babies I saw!"

(End of this chapter)