Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Principal Qian walked at the front of the team and rushed into the classroom with an excited look on his face. Xu Ming, who followed behind him, pushed Zhao Wuchang away.

Principal Qian stood in the middle of the podium, holding up the newspaper with both hands, and cheered: "Students, the book written by our classmate Li Muhua was praised in the newspaper."

"He said that young students should learn from Comrade Li Muhua and have the courage to show their swords in the face of any difficulties. All reactionaries, capitalism, and revisionism are paper tigers. As long as there are young comrades who have the courage to show their swords, the victory of the revolution will definitely belong to us!"

"It also emphasized that Li Muhua has strong anti-feudal ideas..."

After Principal Qian finished his passionate speech, Li Muhua could not help but be stunned. Even when Xu Ming and others approached, he did not come back to his senses and closed the Civil Engineering Encyclopedia.

"Li Muhua, take a quick look, the headline on the front page of the People's Daily is about you!"

Li Muhua took the newspaper in a daze and looked where Xu Ming pointed.

Li Muhua's heart started beating fast as he read the newspaper. He felt ecstasy surge up from his heart. Veins on his neck bulged as he tried hard to hold back a roar of anger.

"It's stable, it's stable. His safety for the past ten years has been stable. It's worth it to change "Drawing Sword" into this!"

Amid the ecstasy of the crowd, Li Muhua spent the whole morning in school in a daze. At noon, she was picked up by a car sent by the mall and went to Xidan Mall for an early appearance.

Even a bunch of old neighbors including Yan Bugui, Xu Damao and others rushed over from the compound to celebrate the honor Li Muhua had received.

There were constant gongs and drums at the door and firecrackers blasted all day long. All kinds of leaders and reporters came to visit in an endless stream, and the threshold of his house was almost lowered in a day.

When it was midnight and everyone who came to congratulate had been sent off, the celebration came to an end. When Li Muhua and others turned back to the courtyard, suddenly two young men in Zhongshan suits and with flat heads came jogging from the depths of the alley.

Just as everyone in the Li family was stunned, two people saluted together and then handed over a purple wooden box.

"He said this is a good work with more flaws than merits, especially in terms of thought, which is very profound!"

"Now that I know your age, I hope you can study hard!"

Li Muhua took the wooden box in a daze. The two saluted again and trotted towards the east side of the alley.

Xu Yan looked at the wooden box in Li Muhua's hand and said in a panic, "Should we worship this?"

Li Muhua did not answer immediately, but said slowly: "I finally understand what it means to be a farmer in the morning and a palace in the evening."

"I haven't even climbed the ladder yet, but I already feel like the world is turning upside down and I'm floating in the air. No wonder Fan Jin was so happy after passing the imperial examination that he became an idiot!"

The other members of the Li family all had their eyes fixed on the wooden box at this moment, so they could not hear what Li Muhua was saying.

"Why don't you say anything? Should we worship it at home?" Xu Yan asked again.

Li Muhua shook her head and said, "No, you just praised me for not having feudal ideas. If I do, won't I be criticized?"

Li Muhua added: "But we have to keep it well, so that our Li family will have a family heirloom in the future!"

"Hahahaha~"

Li Muhua rushed back laughing wildly. He couldn't wait to take a look. Xu Yan and the others nodded and followed him into the house after hearing what Li Muhua said made sense.

"Squeak~"

The red door closed, and two more people walked out from the corner of the courtyard wall, wearing the same Zhongshan suit, and trotted after the two people in front.

After entering the room, Li Muhua placed the wooden box on the table and opened it carefully. A copy of "Drawing Sword" lay quietly in the box. It was the ordinary version sold outside.

Six heads gathered in a circle, and Li Muhua slowly opened them...

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The next morning

Li Muhua was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep last night. She woke up slowly at noon today.

The other people were in the same situation as Li Muhua, all of them had black eyes. No one in the Li family slept well last night.

Yesterday's passion faded, and today all six of them had wooden faces and sat at the table drinking porridge in silence.

"Dang Dang Dang~~"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Li Qinghua stood up quickly, and Li Haifu stood up and said, "Let Mu Hua and I go open the door. He must be here to see him!"

Li Muhua nodded, stood up and the two of them walked towards the door.

When I opened the door, Feng Shengwen was standing there with a smile on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me you were moving? I had to go to your old house—"

Li Muhua guessed that he was here to give her money again, so she became a little interested and said, "Of course I have to buy a house after I make money. It's so good now. We don't have to send Old Yan away when we talk about things anymore!"

Feng Shengwen nodded and looked at Li Haifu again, stretched out his hand and said politely: "You must be Li Muhua's father, I have heard a lot about you, but today is the first time we meet!"

Hearing Feng Shengwen say that he had heard of him for a long time, but he didn't even say his name, Li Haifu shook his hand and said, "You are Comrade Feng Shengwen, the editor-in-chief of Youth Publishing House, right? I have heard of you for a long time!"

Feng Shengwen heard something wrong and looked at Li Muhua.

"My father's name is Li Haifu!"

After hearing this, Feng Shengwen's face was filled with ecstasy, and he said with a smile: "Oh, this is a good name, Li Haifu, Haifu Haifu, that's why you, Brother Li, are so blessed..."

After this round of flattery, Feng Shengwen's image in Li Muhua's eyes plummeted and he no longer had the slightest bit of literary character.

The three of them entered the room, and the dishes on the table had been cleared away.

"This time, my publishing house has decided to print an additional 300 million copies!" Feng Shengwen directly revealed the astonishing number.

The impact this time was so great that all the copies of "Drawing Sword" on the shelves of major bookstores in the city were sold out yesterday. He was busy coordinating the reprinting yesterday and was unable to come to congratulate.

Many leaders think that this figure is a bit conservative, but considering the copying time of the printing factory, they can only try to maximize the production volume and calculate it first.

"Three million sets, how much is that!" Xu Yan exclaimed.

"You don't need to count, it's a piece!"

Feng Shengwen slowly took out a remittance slip from his briefcase. Everyone in the Li family looked at the slip with envy. The astronomical figure on it was more than their monthly salary multiplied by their lifetime salary!

Li Muhua was also jealous when he saw the money. This money was enough to buy sixteen small courtyards for him to live in. If he got this money, he could sell a courtyard every five years and live a carefree life.

But after a while of struggling, Li Muhua said, "I can't take this money. I can still say that I earned the money before with my own ability, but this money——"

Li Muhua didn't say anything else, but everyone understood what he meant.

Feng Shengwen was surprised that Li Muhua, a greedy person, would not pursue money one day, but he still said: "It's up to you. I've given you the money anyway. How you deal with it is your business!"

Li Muhua said, "It's none of your business. You have to put an advertisement in the newspaper to prove that I didn't take the money!"

"Mu Hua!" Xu Yan called out reluctantly.

Seeing that Xu Yan was reluctant to leave such a large sum of money behind, Li Muhua said in a deep voice, "Good fortune and bad luck come from nowhere, but people bring them upon themselves."

"It's not our money, we can't take it!"

After finishing speaking, Li Muhua turned to look at Feng Shengwen and said, "You are a party member, right? Please take this money back and pay the party dues in your name, and then publish an announcement in the newspaper to explain the situation!"

"Are you looking for fame again?" Feng Shengwen's eyes moved slightly.

Li Muhua shook his head and said, "No, it's because we have too much money and it's too hot to handle. For ordinary people like us, it's a disaster to have so much money!"

"it is good!"

Feng Shengwen agreed immediately, collected the remittance slip on the table and said, "Then I will use this money to pay the party dues. I'd better donate it in your name. The money is hot, and the reputation is also poisonous."

"Yes!" Li Muhua nodded, determined to donate the money.

Everyone knows how many books have been sold, and the publishing house even has account books to record them. If things get chaotic in the future, their family has no power, and holding a huge amount of money is like a child holding gold in a busy market. Li Muhua naturally feels that it is inappropriate.

What's more, the money didn't originally belong to him.

Li Muhua turned his head and looked towards the east and thought to himself: I'm afraid this is what he wants to see. It's worth it to spend 80,000 yuan to have someone happy!