Everyday heroes

Chapter 39
Guan Ma also understood Guan Lang's tone of concession, and explained the reason to him.

It turned out that his cousin Wu Yazhen was about to enter her third year of high school and was about to face the college entrance examination.

Mama Guan felt that the teaching resources of the No. [-] Middle School in her hometown where she was studying were not enough, and the small third-tier cities were far away from the provincial capital. In addition, she also had one or two girlfriends who were studying in Normal University who were also teaching in Tiannan.

So Wu Yazhen was transferred to Tiannan Middle School, the best high school in Tiannan City, through his relationship.

This is of course a good thing. High school exam-oriented learning has a great relationship with teachers. For example, Tiannan, many teachers have even participated in the propositions of the college entrance examination. The understanding of the examination papers and the grasp of the test points are not comparable to ordinary teachers, and Tiannan The learning atmosphere of key middle schools is also stronger than that of ordinary middle schools. These external factors have a great influence on a student who is going to be a third-year senior.

But there is also a problem, that is, like Guan’s father and Guan’s mother, my aunt and uncle also work in their hometown, so it is impossible to move to Tiannan, and Tiannan Middle School is a non-boarding school, and students need to find a good place for themselves.

Just at this time, Mama Guan thought that Guan Lang was renting a house off campus, and thought that his cousin could also take care of her, so she had this phone call.

Finally, under the persuasion of Guan's mother, Guan Lang still agreed.

Of course, it’s not all because of Guan’s mother’s coercion. What’s more, he has a good impression of his uncle and his family. When he was a child, his aunt loved him very much. She liked to buy him clothes and buy all kinds of clothes during the holidays. Toy.Therefore, if he really wanted to refuse, he really couldn't say it out, it was just because the incident happened suddenly that he was a little embarrassed.

When Guan Ma heard that Guan Lang agreed, she happily hung up the phone.

Not long after that, Guan Lang's phone rang again, it was his aunt's.

He thanked him again, and the frequent thanks made Guan Lang, who was still a little embarrassed, feel embarrassed.

He also promised to give him a monthly subsidy of 2000 yuan for the living expenses of his little cousin, but Guan Lang couldn't shirk it even though he was polite.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, my aunt and uncle hung up the phone.

Guan Lang rubbed his chin, his eyes looked up and down the room, there was one more person, the room still needs to be tidied up.

Fortunately, when he was renting a house, he wanted to rent a large and spacious room, and now it is more than enough for one more person to live in.

Withdrawing his eyes from looking at the apartment, Guan Lang twisted his neck, and started tidying up the study to make room for it.

As for the bed, he doesn't have to worry about it, my aunt and the others will place an order to buy it.

The bookcase has not been moved away, it is reserved for the little cousin to use when the time comes.Books also only took away some of his picture albums and painting theory books. Some textbooks, tutorial books and notes left over from the third year of high school that were not willing to throw away can be kept. When the little cousin arrives, I will ask her if she needs it and can use it. It's the best.

Guan Lang tidied up the study carefully.

Although he was a little bit reluctant just now, but in fact he just said he was upright, and he was very happy that there was one more person in the family.

Of course, this is not due to any orthopedic reasons, but I just feel that one more person in the family will be more lively.

Open the curtains and let the sunlight enter the clean room through the glass.

Guan Lang crossed his hips and looked around the room.

Feeling slightly in my heart that my life of living alone is finally over, my emotions are a bit complicated, and I am a little bit reluctant in anticipation.

At night, Guan Lang browsed through the mailbox.

There are a lot of business invitation emails piled up in the mailbox.

Guan Lang sifts through numerous emails. This is also his practice. Every month, he will select one or two companies to invite drafts. Although the requirements and workload will be much higher than those of individual drafts, the income is far more than Personal drafting is his main source of income every month, and those personal orders that he usually receives are pocket money earned in his spare time.

I have been looking for a long time, but I have not found a suitable original painting request from a game company. Although game companies require the most requests and take the longest time, the salary can often reach more than 4000 yuan. However, since there is no suitable original painting list from a game company, Guan Lang didn't force it, and finally chose an illustration from a magazine that he had worked with before. The other party asked for [-] yuan for one piece, and after the painting was completed, the living expenses and rent for one month would be covered.

Guan Lang first replied to the other party on WeChat, and then began to ask and discuss some details.

This is a youth-oriented novel magazine, which focuses on a small and fresh literary style.

After understanding the needs of the other party, Guan Lang went to work and selected the materials he needed from the pile of albums he had just brought over.

After determining the painting style, Guan Lang began to draw the first draft.

This manuscript requires a little more thought, after all, it is my employer.

After drawing until twelve o'clock, Guan Lang finalized the final line draft after revising several versions.

The night is as clear as water, the moonlight is white and dazzling, and the city edge in the distance is shining with neon lights.

Guan Lang stood on the balcony, it was past twelve o'clock, and it was another new week.

Before going to bed, by the way, understand the weekly tasks of this week clearly.

Open the task panel.

[Weekly task: as light as a swallow.Learn a body technique and upgrade it to a real martial art of grade E, task reward: 2 points of character experience, acquired internal force of three months of skill, comprehension pill*5]

Wow?
Guan Lang was taken aback when he saw the mission panel.

This weekly task is too easy, and the key point is that the rewards of the task are quite generous.

Isn't this free from the system?

Is it because the system sees that his progress in martial arts is too slow?

He was worried that the Wuxing Pills would not be enough, and the training of martial arts also delayed a lot of energy, so he was afraid to start learning the body skills, but unexpectedly, the system thoughtfully sent five more.

After learning body skills, he barely embarked on the road of martial arts.

Guan Lang was in a good mood and went to bed after washing up.

Silent all night.

The next day, the joy of last night did not last into the morning.

Guan Lang suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to deepen his homework in the design class, and the result was only a model made last Thursday afternoon. If he wanted to deal with Comrade Zheng who was bewildered and had high hopes for him, he probably had no way.It felt like my head was getting bigger.

When it came to the design class, Teacher Zheng paid a lot of attention to Guan Lang after he "renewed his mind" last week.

As soon as Guan Lang came to the classroom and sat down, the teacher gave him a kind look, making Guan Lang feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Sure enough, it was time for the individual project presentation in the group.

Teacher Zheng coughed lightly: "Guan Lang, you should be the first to speak. Everyone, listen carefully."

Guan Lang awkwardly walked up to the podium with an architectural model in his hand.

Facing the model, I talked about the conceptual logic of my own design and the streamlined functional design that I mainly focused on.

After talking about the model, Guan Lang stood on the podium and waited for the teacher's evaluation.

"Cough, the model is still so-so." The old comrade coughed lightly, his complexion became a little dignified.

"Where's your picture?"

Guan Lang swallowed, and shook his head stiffly.

After class, he was left behind by Comrade Zheng Zheng for an hour-long conversation.

Under Comrade Old Zheng's sincerity and his hatred of iron, Guan Lang could only nod his head.

(End of this chapter)