Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin casually flipped through a few books and found that whether it was the theoretical system, example system, exercise system or method system, they were all constructed quite well.

This is obviously the result of teachers' careful polishing based on their rich teaching experience and profound educational theory foundation.

Zhong Yuemin carefully reviewed these tutorial books. He understood that although these books were excellent in content and structure, proofreading was also crucial.

A tiny mistake could mislead students and affect their learning outcomes. Therefore, he had to be extremely rigorous and ensure that every page, every line, and every word was correct.

"The explanation is comprehensive and concise, and the materials are not outdated." Zhong Yuemin secretly praised it. He knew that once such a tutorial book was launched on the market, it would definitely become the first choice for students. But at the same time, he also knew that he had a heavy responsibility. Proofreading is not only about correcting errors in text, but also a reflection of respect for knowledge and responsibility to students.

As time went by, Zhong Yuemin gradually immersed himself in the work of proofreading. His eyes shuttled between the lines, not letting go of any possible mistakes. He firmly believed that only by adhering to quality can he truly avoid misleading students.

"Our teachers from different subjects take turns to proofread each other and make sure there are no mistakes before printing it out. Next, when the seminar begins, two copies will be distributed to each teacher attending the meeting so that they can participate in the final review. After all, these teachers are on the front line of teaching and have rich practical experience. Only when they all say there is no problem, can our teaching aid be truly called perfect!"

As Liu Yansong spoke, he picked up a few newspapers and journals from the side and handed them to Zhong Yuemin, and asked, "Come and see how the publicity work is going?"

Zhong Yuemin took it and opened it. He saw that these newspapers were all related news reports published on the sub-pages. The content of the report was the news that the National Secondary Education Seminar would be held in Beijing Normal University.

"Why was it chosen to be held at Beijing Normal University?" Zhong Yuemin asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Liu Yansong smiled and explained, "You were away for a while, and I forgot to tell you about this. Actually, a professor at Beijing Normal University has wanted to organize a seminar on the subject for a long time, but their research team has limited funds and has not been able to do so. It just so happens that we also have the same intention. This is just a coincidence, it's simply a blessing in disguise! So the two sides hit it off and let them take the lead in this matter, including sending out all the invitations, and the venue of the seminar will also be their school. This way, it saves us a lot of trouble!"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said jokingly, "Hey, you are really lucky!"

You should know that this event is organized by Beijing Normal University, so the influence it produces is very different. After all, the name of Beijing Normal University is there, and its appeal is very strong.

Liu Yansong and his team's original intention was actually very simple, they just wanted to vigorously promote these books. As long as the books can be successfully marketed and seen by more readers, they can make a lot of money from it.

As for Beijing Normal University, it can take this opportunity to show off and attract enough attention. Isn't this the best of both worlds?

As he spoke, Zhong Yuemin casually picked up the school journal that was placed beside him and began to read it. After a while, he raised his head and said jokingly, "Oh, there is a related report even in our journal?"

At this time, Zhu Jianguo proudly raised his thumb and nodded at himself, smiling and responding, "Hehe... I am not talented, but now I have the honor to serve as the editor of this journal. So, please don't forget to give me the fee!"

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he immediately laughed and scolded, "Go, go, go, stop showing off to me! You usually eat and drink from me a lot, and you still have the nerve to ask for a fee!"

Zhu Jianguo didn't take it seriously and continued, "Oh, if I had known you were so heartless and ungrateful, I shouldn't have cared about this matter. Now the mission is finally completed successfully, and I plan to go home tomorrow. How about this, you treat us all to a good meal at noon today?"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin turned around and shouted to the people around him, "Is eating a meal a big deal? Then call all the teachers who participated in this project. Let's go to Beihai Hotel together at noon and set up two tables. This is to celebrate our success in advance!"

After hearing this, Liu Yansong, Zhu Jianguo, Xie Min, and Yang Li all agreed without hesitation. After all, this arrangement was the best for them.

Everyone enjoyed the meal to their heart's content. It was so pleasant! We could finally put aside the things we had been thinking about day and night, and enjoy the relaxation and pleasure of the moment.

Not only that, but they also received a reward of 500 yuan, which undoubtedly made everyone smile and feel particularly comfortable. At this moment, all the teachers present had satisfied smiles on their faces, chatting and laughing with each other, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

The time after dinner is always leisurely and short. The teachers left the restaurant one after another, some went back to school together, and some set out on the road home.

Zhong Yuemin is the latter. He plans to go home and relax, after all, he has been very busy during this period.

Liu Yansong seemed to have something else to say. He caught up with Zhong Yuemin and the two walked side by side on the tree-lined path. "Will you come to the seminar?" Liu Yansong asked tentatively.

Zhong Yuemin glanced at him and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Aren't you guys busy? There's no point in me going." There was a bit of casualness in his tone, as if he didn't care about this seminar.

Liu Yansong knew his personality and knew that he was not really uninterested, but just didn't like to join in the fun. So Liu Yansong tried to persuade him, "Although we can't go on the podium for this conference, it was planned by us after all, so we have to show up, right? Besides, professors from Beijing Normal University will be there, so we can take this opportunity to learn."

Indeed, although this conference was jointly planned by Zhong Yuemin and Liu Yansong, the reality is cruel. With their qualifications, they are far from qualified to go up to the podium and give a speech.

Who would want to listen to two young people talking nonstop on the stage? Therefore, when the professors from Beijing Normal University offered to take the lead in organizing this seminar, they were extremely happy.

Having an authoritative institution like Beijing Normal University as their backing is like having a tiger skin as a banner, which undoubtedly adds weight to their activities and also saves them a lot of worries.

Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly, staring into the distance, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he sighed softly and shook his head slowly. "Forget it, I won't go."

Hearing this, Liu Yansong showed surprise on his face. He obviously did not expect Zhong Yuemin to make such a decision. He widened his eyes and looked at Zhong Yuemin in disbelief. He could not help but ask curiously, "Are you so sure that we can do it?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his lips, revealing a confident smile, and replied, "We are a formal society! And we have the strong backing of Beijing Normal University. How could there be any problems?"

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin's thoughts suddenly drifted away, and the legendary National Dental Prevention Group involuntarily emerged in his mind. It is said that it is just a small organization with only simple equipment and a few people, but what is amazing is that it has achieved a great reputation in the field of toothpaste certification.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but compare his own secondary education research center with it. Compared with the National Dental Prevention Group, their research center is simply a luxurious high-end version.

Not only do they have nationally renowned professors leading the work, but they are also equipped with first-class high-end conference venues. More importantly, every teacher in the research center is a leader in the industry, and they come from elite teachers in different disciplines of major universities. With such a strong lineup and resource advantages, Zhong Yuemin firmly believes that this event will be successfully completed.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head slightly and continued with a firm look, "We are the real deal. Although this action seems to be a bit improvisational, our strength is there, and our professionalism is unquestionable. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we can solve them easily."

After listening to him, Liu Yansong nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he fully agreed. "Yes, you are absolutely right! We have the confidence and ability to do everything beautifully. But I am a little curious, why didn't you attend the seminar? Is there something else important waiting for you to deal with?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly and explained solemnly, "Yes, there are indeed some personal matters that I need to take care of urgently. But please rest assured, I will definitely find a way to coordinate the time. If there is anything here that requires my help, just let me know, I will definitely not refuse."

"Okay, let's do this!" Liu Yansong responded.

On the way home, Zhong Yuemin's thoughts were blown away by the wind, and he suddenly thought of the house that was once covered with manure. He didn't know whether Wang Cuihua had cleaned it up properly, but that place left such a deep impression on him that he would always think of it inadvertently.

Since there was nothing else to do, Zhong Yuemin turned the motorcycle around and decided to go to Gongzhufen to check out the situation. The motorcycle sped along the road, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded.

Arriving at Gongzhufen, Zhong Yuemin had just parked his motorcycle and had not yet walked into the yard when he heard the cry of a child. This sound pierced his heart like a needle tip, causing him to speed up his pace.

Entering the yard, the scene before him shocked him. A little girl was sitting at the door, crying loudly, looking extremely pitiful. And from inside the house, Wang Cuihua's angry curse could be heard: "I am so unlucky to have given birth to a little bastard like you!"

Zhong Yuemin squatted down and gently pulled the little girl's fingers away from her face. The finger marks were clearly visible on her delicate face, as if telling of the misfortune she had just suffered.

Zhong Yuemin saw the scars on the little girl's face, and his anger burned fiercely. He turned around and shouted into the house: "Do you want to be beaten, woman? Is this how you beat a child?" His voice was full of anger and an irresistible desire to protect.

"Who the hell do you care..." Wang Cuihua was about to retort, but when she turned around and saw that it was Zhong Yuemin, she swallowed the words immediately. She changed her tone and asked tentatively, "Why are you here?" Obviously, she was surprised and nervous about Zhong Yuemin's appearance.

Zhong Yuemin did not answer her question, but looked around and checked the changes in the house. The doors and windows had been repaired, and the walls were clean again, but the neatness of the bed made him puzzled. He frowned and questioned Wang Cuihua, "Why did you move back again?"

Wang Cuihua did not answer immediately, but looked at Zhong Yuemin with a resentful look. Her face was full of grievance and helplessness, as if she had thousands of words to say but could not say them.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhong Yuemin became even more annoyed. He raised his voice and cursed again. "Fuck! I'm asking you a question? Are you mute? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The little girl was attracted by the movement in the house and looked into the house curiously, with tears still on her face, but she had forgotten to cry.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin's heart softened, and he pulled her into his arms, gently wiping away the tears and dirt on her face with his sleeves. He said to Wang Cuihua in a reproachful tone, "How can you hit a child in the face? Is your mother crazy? Is she your biological daughter?"

Wang Cuihua's eyes flashed with guilt and grievance when she heard this. "She didn't listen, so I got angry and beat her. I felt bad for beating her."

Zhong Yuemin did not let her go and continued to ask, "I asked you why you moved back? You haven't replied yet." He needed to know the answer to determine how to deal with this difficult situation next.

Wang Cuihua sighed and told the truth helplessly, "Li Dazhuang is in jail, so I have no place to live. His mother said I was a jinx and kicked me and my mother out."

However, Zhong Yuemin did not show much sympathy. He looked at Wang Cuihua coldly, with a mocking smile on his face. "Are you blaming me?"

Wang Cuihua hurriedly waved her hands to deny it. "I'm not blaming you. Of course I'm not blaming you. I have nowhere else to go, so I have to move back. I can't bring a child to live on the street. Don't worry, I'll move out as soon as I find a suitable house."

Zhong Yuemin's eyes fell on the little girl next to him again. Her big watery eyes were looking at him pitifully, as if silently telling her story. The anger in Zhong Yuemin's heart was instantly calmed by these eyes, and replaced by a deep pity.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to sound less harsh. "For your daughter's sake, I won't kick you out this time. But you have to pay me the rent right away."

Upon hearing this, Wang Cuihua hurriedly took out a stack of banknotes from her pocket, counted them, and carefully handed them to Zhong Yuemin, "Count them and see if they are correct."

Zhong Yuemin took the money, roughly counted it, and put it in his pocket. He did not leave immediately, but stood there, staring directly at Wang Cuihua, with a tone full of warning. "Don't beat the child again, do you hear me? The next time I come, I will ask your neighbors. If you hear someone say you beat the child again, do you believe I can send you to the police station? Let you stay there for life!"

Wang Cuihua was frightened by Zhong Yuemin's words, and she believed what he said. She nodded and promised, "No, I will never hit her again. Don't worry, I will take good care of her."