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"Brother, can you talk about the fables written by Teacher Ye Jingqiu?

Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if it couldn't compare to the ghostwriters of my classmates?

Or don't put Teacher Ye Jingqiu's name on the note, if you really want to read it, I will say the same. "

Hearing Li Ruolin's words, Li Wei couldn't help but laugh.

"Do not worry.

This "Tortoise and the Hare" can definitely meet any of your requirements!

Let alone some ghostwriters, even real fable writers cannot surpass "The Tortoise and the Hare". "

Hearing that Li Wei was so confident, Li Ruolin put aside the suspicion in her heart.

That's Ye Jingqiu, it must be fine.

Early on Wednesday morning, Li Ruolin gave her two fables to the monitor.

"Two articles?

You are so free. "

The monitor rolled his eyes.

Li Ruolin smiled triumphantly, but did not speak.

I will tell you, did I ask the legendary old thief Ye to write a fable?

impossible.

It will scare you to death for a while.

When it was time for literature class, the teacher walked in.

Seeing the teacher's face, everyone was nervous.

Because the teacher's face is too serious.

This kind of expression usually means that they are miserable.

Could it be that the fables they wrote made the teacher dissatisfied?

Several of the students murmured in their hearts.

It shouldn't be, they hired someone to write it for them.

As the class bell rang, the teacher glanced around a few times, and then landed on Li Ruolin.

"Ruolin, do you know the literary writer Ye Jingqiu?"

When the teacher asked this question, before Li Ruolin could speak, the students in the class were already blown away.

"Teacher, you don't know that you have been in our school for a short time. Xiaoqu's father, Liangqiu, is Ruolin's elder brother."

"..."

"That's right, teacher, many of the songs we've listened to recently were written by brother Ruolin."

"..."

"Liang Qiu and Ye Jingqiu are good friends, Ruolin may really know Ye Jingqiu."

I heard the chattering of my classmates.

The teacher looked shocked.

I didn't expect Li Ruolin to have such a relationship.

If it wasn't for her inappropriate identity, she would have asked Li Ruolin for an autograph.

Today's Liang Qiu can be called the male god of the whole people.

She is less than 30 years old, so naturally she is no exception.

Even if she doesn't want it, many friends around her are all loyal fans of Liang Qiu.

After a flash of pity in her heart, a smile appeared on her face.

The relationship between Ye Jingqiu and Liang Qiu is well known on the Internet.

In this way, the article does not seem to be surprising.

"In that case, let's go to class."

Following the teacher's words, the classroom became quiet again.

"The teacher has read all the fables assigned to you last week.

There are good ones and some very good ones.

Of course, there are also some students' works, which makes me wonder whether you regard writing this assignment as a fable.

According to what I said before, we will select a few excellent fables for homework, and the students who wrote them will tell the stories and read them out, and explain the prophecies in them to us.

First of all, classmate Wang Zimeng, your..."

The teacher took out one article after another. Hearing these names, Li Ruolin looked sad.

Sure enough, they were all those students who said before that they wanted someone to write for them.

After a while, all five of them stood on the stage.

Seeing the gazes of the five people, Li Ruolin gritted her teeth.

These guys, at least three are ghostwriters.

And the other two are not usually good students, so it's hard to say if there is something tricky in them.

But seeing the high-spirited expressions of the five people at this time, she couldn't help it.

Even if it's a ghostwriter, but the teacher doesn't know.

The teacher only knows that their works are the best in the class.

"Okay, Wang Zimeng, let's read the fable you wrote."

"Good teacher."