Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 264 Why Did He Invite Me?

Yang Zhengdong took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of his teacher Lu Dingming. After calling, he exchanged some pleasantries, and Yang Zhengdong told the girl's situation.

Lu Dingming made the decision directly and asked the girl to come to the school to find him, and then he would help the girl with the exam.

"Thank you teacher so much, I'll tell her right now!" Yang Zhengdong thanked.

"Tell me the girl's name. If I don't accept such a student, I am ashamed of the teacher's name!" Lu Dingming also praised the girl on the phone.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask the name, I don't know yet!"

"You kid, you don't even know the situation of others when you help others!"

"Didn't you forget to ask? What's your name?"

Yang Zhengdong chuckled, then turned his head and asked the girl.

"My name is Zhang Ruihua, Zhang Gongchang, Rui from Ruixue, Hua from Huaxia!"

The shopping guide girl probably heard the content of his call, and she was very excited at this moment, knowing that she met a good person today, she quickly answered Yang Zhengdong's question.

"Okay, teacher, her name is Zhang Ruihua."

Yang Zhengdong smiled and said to the phone.

"I've heard it. Ask him to find me in the office of the dean of the School of Liberal Arts at Beijing Normal University tomorrow. I'll wait for her to come! When will you have time to come over for dinner?"

Lu Dingming promised and asked him again.

"I'll be there when I'm done working these days!"

Yang Zhengdong hastily agreed.

"Okay, bring your little one, the hand-rolled noodles made by your teacher's mother are very delicious, and I'll let you try the crafting!"

"Okay, no problem!"

Yang Zhengdong smiled and hung up the phone.

"Tomorrow, take some time to go to the School of Liberal Arts of Beijing Normal University and go to my teacher Lu Dingming. He will wait for you in the office. Find me a pen and I will write down the address and phone number for you."

Yang Zhengdong looked at Zhang Ruihua who was still in a daze and said with a smile.

"Yeah! I'll get it right away!"

The girl came back to her senses, and hurried to the counter to get a pen and paper. On the way, because of excitement, she bumped into the bookshelf twice. Yang Zhengdong smiled straight at the sight, but he also felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

A small action may change the life of this girl, and it may also change the lives of those mountain village children.

There is still a long way to go in education in China, and I hope there will be more Zhang Ruihua.

Yang Zhengdong wrote down Lu Dingming's address and phone number with a pen and paper, and after thinking about it, he also wrote down his phone number, in case the girl had anything to do, he would be able to help.

"Mr. Yang, thank you!"

The girl took the address and phone number and bowed excitedly to him.

"You're welcome, study hard, the children in the mountain village are still waiting for you!"

Yang Zhengdong encouraged with a smile.

"Well, I definitely will!"

Yang Zhengdong went to check out with several sets of teaching aids, and the girl quickly helped with it, then greeted her and walked out of the bookstore.

"Brother Yang, wait a minute!"

Not far from the door, he heard him calling from behind, stopped, and saw Zhang Ruihua running towards him with a few books in his hand.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Yang Zhengdong asked her with a smile.

"Brother Yang, this is "The Eight Parts of the Dragon". I bought it myself when the book arrived. Don't you want to buy it? I'll give you this set. When it's available tomorrow, I'll buy another set!"

Panting slightly, Zhang Ruihua handed over the book in his hand.

"Okay, thank you then, how much? I'll give you the money."

Yang Zhengdong wanted to pay for it when he took it.

"For you, my name is Zhang Ruihua!"

The girl shook her head to express her disapproval, but repeated her name again.

"I know, Zhang Gongchang, Ruixue's Rui, and Huaxia's Hua."

"Well, goodbye, Brother Yang!"

Zhang Ruihua nodded excitedly, then smiled, turned around and ran back to the bookstore.

Yang Zhengdong looked at the girl running back to the bookstore, smiled and shook his head, looked at the "Dragon Babu" in his hand, thinking that he was really free, and went outside to buy a bunch of books he wrote.

But being able to meet this girl, today's trip was not in vain.

But where is it here?
Why doesn't it look like it's been there?
Yang Zhengdong looked at the surrounding environment in bewilderment, walked through this road several times, and finally admitted sadly that Teacher Yang got lost!

I have never encountered such a thing in my previous and present lives, and I got lost on the streets of this small capital city.

This also
It's a little inexplicably excited!
But then he smiled, and there was nothing to photograph when he got lost, so he hail a taxi on the street, got in and told the location of Zhaowang Garden, and then the driver kicked the accelerator and sped away.

There was an old driver with "Fly", but within ten minutes, he stopped in front of his "Prince's Mansion", and walked in after paying the bill with two sets of books. Uncle Li happened to be at the porter's side. Seeing him coming, he hurried over to meet him.

"Mr. Yang, are you back? Mr. Qian is here, and I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Master Qian? What is he doing here?"

Yang Zhengdong asked suspiciously when he heard Uncle Li's words.

Looking at the "Tian Long Ba Bu" in his hand, he thought to himself that this novel has also been published, what can the old man do now that he is here?Could it be that the manuscript of the next novel is not ready?

In other words, "Shooting the Condors" has written a lot, but at least half of the content is still far from being completed. If I work hard, I might be able to finish it in two days.

But the market hasn't finished digesting "Tian Long Ba Bu", so it's better to wait for the release of new works, right?
But when the old man came, he couldn't let people wait, so Yang Zhengdong hurried to the living room.

When he arrived at the house, the old man was writing in front of the big book case. Seeing how serious he was, he didn't want to bother him.

Gently put the two sets of books aside, and carefully leaned over to see what the grandpa wrote. Unexpectedly, the old man's hand trembled, and a drop of ink fell on the words to be written. So ruined.

"You said it's not good when your kid will come back. I'm going to come back when I'm about to finish writing. It's a waste of time!"

Mr. Qian muttered dissatisfiedly looking at the scrapped words.

"Hey, who knew you were writing here, old man? It's so beautiful! What are you writing? It's like a ghost drawing, and I don't know any of them!"

Yang Zhengdong said indifferently.

"You ignorant fellow, this is cursive script, what the hell is it!"

Mr. Qian's angry hair was about to stand on end.

"So it's cursive script! You said it earlier, I know cursive script! This is Jianghui and the mountains. What did you write about, old man? You can't even connect it!"

Yang Zhengdong looked at the words written on the paper and said depressedly.

"Let me just say that you are ignorant and incompetent. This is the river flowing beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful! This is Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, who overlooks the Han River. If you say anything, you will lose your artistic conception!"

Qian Lao was so angry that he wanted to cover his face.

"It turned out to be this poem. I know this one. Chusai and Sanxiang are connected, and Jingmen's nine schools are connected. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are there. Liu Zui and Shan Weng. That's right, the main reason is that your old writing is so good, I didn't recognize it all at once!"

"Okay, don't make excuses for your ignorance, what did you do in the afternoon? I can't find you when I come to your house!"

Old Master Qian obviously didn't want to talk to him about Tang poetry and calligraphy anymore, so he walked back to the tea table and asked about it after drinking a sip of tea.

"I went out for a walk in the afternoon, and then bought a few sets of books at the bookstore!"

Yang Zhengdong picked up the Jiaofu and Tianlongbabu he brought back and replied.

"Aren't these all your own books? Why did you go to the bookstore to buy them? I brought you a set of hardcover "Tian Long Ba Bu". I originally planned to keep them as souvenirs for you, but now it seems that I don't need them. "

Mr. Qian pointed to a set of hardcover Tianlong Babu on the small table and said.

Yang Zhengdong quickly picked it up, after all it was hardcover, it was much more high-end than the ordinary edition given by Zhang Ruihua in his hand, the cover was all hardcover, the ordinary edition was just harder coated paper.

"Don't mind, I'll just keep this set aside for nothing to read, and I'll keep this set if you bring it!"

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly put this set of books on the shelf.

Just kidding, you want to take it away after taking it all over?Why is this old man so stingy?
"You boy, how is the new writing? When will the manuscript be handed in?"

Qian Shu asked him dumbfounded.

"Don't press for manuscripts every day. I'm writing. You also know that a work can have millions of words. Don't you have to write it out word by word? I'll give it to you next month!"

Yang Zhengdong has also learned to be smart now, this thing cannot be given so quickly, and these people may think how fast he can write.

When he turned around to ask for something again, he would come at this speed, and he would not be exhausted!

"Then how much have you written? Take it back to me first. Anyway, it's just a visit, so I can't just go back like this!"

Mr. Qian said without any hesitation.

"Wouldn't it be different to give it to you when it's finished?"

"Of course it's different, so I can read it first!"

"I'm fine, your old reason is so strong that I'm speechless!"

Yang Zhengdong said helplessly, compared with these old men, he was actually a bit younger.

"That's right! You have been to Huaxia Bookstore, and you know about the situation of "Tian Long Ba Bu", right? This book is the first release today, but according to the current statistics, it has been snapped up in half a day. Now The publishing house is starting to speed up printing in the four branches in the southeast, northwest and middle, and the Huaxia Bookstore is also coordinating the replenishment. It is estimated that this enthusiasm will last for about a week, and you are about to publish it!"

Mr. Qian's expression of complacency was beyond words as he drank his tea.

"Old man, the publishing house is going to release it, and I just get a share, what's there to be happy about!"

Yang Zhengdong said directly angrily.

"Why didn't you post it? Don't forget that you broke a million in just one day of royalties. Isn't this posted?"

Qian Shu also turned back.

"Okay, okay! The old man is strategizing and has a keen eye! He pioneered a new marketing model for this book, which made this book so popular. I will throw a celebration banquet later to thank you!"

Yang Zhengdong smiled and gave Rainbow Fart.

"That's about the same, but there is one person who contributed the most, and I didn't expect it. This is not an invitation letter for you today!"

As Qian Lao said, he handed over a red hard shell invitation letter with a red ribbon hanging on it.

"What is this? Huh? Why did he invite me?"

(End of this chapter)