Sister, Shut Up!

Jiang Zhenguo frowned, very surprised.

Seeing his son being interviewed on the official column, although the pseudonym and title of the book on it are weird, he still feels a sense of pride.

After all, his son was also interviewed.

Jiang Zhen Guozai read this interview carefully and smacked his lips, feeling that this kid is quite good at playing.

After thinking about it, he found his wife on WeChat and sent Tang Xiaojing this link.

Good things are meant to be shared and make my wife proud.

But this alone was not enough, Jiang Zhenguo thought for a moment, looked through the wechat group chats, found a few relatives' wechat groups where Jiang Miao was not in, and posted the link.

【What is this? 】

[Jiang Zhenguo]: In the online novel, Miao Miao is the first person to be interviewed. He usually likes to tinker with such things, and it really gave him some tricks.

【Oh, it's amazing. 】

[Miao Miao is promising. 】

[What book is this?Where can I watch it? 】

[Jiang Zhenguo]: Young people looked at it, what are you looking at.

【I let my son see it too. 】

[Jiang Zhenguo]: That's not bad, just search for some reading, and then search for the title of the book on it.

[Okay, I'll also help Miao Miao to promote it. 】

Seeing the enthusiasm of his relatives, Jiang Zhenguo showed a gratified smile on his face.

As for the novel, the more people read it, the better it is.

Jiang Zhenguo didn't plan to go to his son to ask for credit, so he just became an unknown devotee. As long as he could help his novel grades a little, he, as a father, would be content.

But after doing this step, Jiang Zhenguo always felt that something was missing, and flipped through the WeChat list. He looked around, and suddenly saw the counselor's WeChat that he had added before, and his eyes lit up.

【Jiang Miao's father】: (link)

[Jiang Miao's father]: Teacher, you can take a look. This is an interview with Jiang Miao on the website where he wrote novels.

After posting this message, Jiang Zhenguo felt at ease all of a sudden, he was energetic everywhere, put away his phone and touched the fishing rod, his whole body was full of energy again.

……

At this time, Jiang Miao didn't know that her back was full of thorns, and she was secretly holding hands with her senior sister in class.

When get out of class was over, Su Huai porridge was walking on the way to the Youth Association's office holding Jiang Miao's arm, and suddenly asked, "It will be Ching Ming Festival in a few days, do you have any plans?"

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, rubbed her head and thought for a moment: "It's nothing, I just go home and go to the grave with my parents."

"Is that so~" Su Huai porridge was thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Miao was curious.

Su Huai porridge shook his head with a smile, and gave him a meaningful look: "It's nothing, let's talk about it when the time comes."

Jiang Miao didn't think much about it, and followed all the way to the Youth Association's office, and naturally pulled a chair to the desk of the senior sister, and accompanied her to work in the afternoon.

The Youth Association has a lot of things to do, but as the deputy minister, Su Huai Porridge doesn't have a lot of things to do. The main thing is to check the documents submitted by the freshmen, and he doesn't need to be responsible for the specific content.

Jiang Miao was on the side, because I finished today's 4000 yards at noon, so I didn't plan to code, and took out my phone to look seriously.

"First Evolution"

Su Huai porridge next to him finished reviewing a document, stretched his waist to relax his body, and saw Jiang Miao lazily playing with his mobile phone, and immediately frowned: "If you have time, how about multi-code Braille?"

"I'm not collecting materials."

"Is it the subject of watching Miss Two-dimensional dancing?"

"..." Jiang Miao looked helpless, "Sister, I think you have a lot of prejudice against me."

"Really?" Su Huai porridge snorted, "If you have the ability, open your website and look through the recommended videos on the homepage. There are a few videos of young ladies dancing among the ten."

"I don't think it's necessary." Jiang Miao said seriously, and immediately showed her the content on the phone, "And I'm really collecting materials, about the wedding."

Su Huai porridge took a curious look, and saw that it was an e-book called "Fifty Chinese and Foreign Wedding Dress Ups".

Looking through the bookshelves, besides this book, there are also "Detailed Explanation of the Wedding Process", "Ming Dynasty Wedding Ceremony", "Analysis of All Categories of Hanfu Wedding Clothing" and so on.

"You have to read these to write a novel?" Su Huai Porridge was a little dazed, unable to react for a while.

"Yes." Jiang Miao nodded, "Although I usually attend relatives' weddings, I actually don't understand many procedures and ceremonies, and I don't know what is taboo. I must check the information carefully to find out."

"Could it be that you still want to write it all in the book?"

"Of course not." Jiang Miao shook his head and explained, "Copying this kind of information directly, the text will appear dry and boring."

"The best way is to introduce the knowledge points of one wedding after another naturally through the guidance of the plot and characters, so that people don't feel abrupt and boring."

"Dismantling each knowledge point, interspersing it in the main plot, and embellishing it as details can improve the sense of substitution and reality."

"Actually, I think there may be only one or two sentences in such a book with tens of thousands of words, which can finally fall into the main text of the book."

clap clap.

Su Huai Porridge applauded Peach Jam.

"Then do your best~" Pat Jiang Miao on the shoulder to encourage him, and then continued to review the documents.

Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the senior was back to work, she silently clicked on the beep station and continued to watch the video.

……

evening.

It was rare for Chen Haotang not to deliver food, so he called Ding Ning out of the dormitory.

Running down the stairs, Ding Ning ran up to Chen Haotang with a flushed face, but she didn't know if it was on purpose or if she didn't stop, and plunged into Chen Haotang's arms.

"Be careful." Chen Haotang hugged her shoulders, put his hands on her small shoulders, wanted to push them away immediately, but was unwilling, "Don't always be so careless."

"Yeah." Ding Ning rubbed against his chest for a while before feeling the curious gazes of students passing by around him. She couldn't bear it any longer and pulled away from Chen Haotang's arms.

After getting into Chen Haotang's electric car, sitting in the back seat and hugging his stomach tightly, Ding Ning showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Why did you come to see me suddenly today?"

Ding Ning pressed her profile against Chen Haotang's back, and asked curiously.

Chen Haotang started the electric car and drove towards the cafeteria not far away, "We'll talk about it while we're eating."

So the two came to the cafeteria quietly, ordered food and sat down in the most remote corner.

Chen Haotang took a mouthful of rice, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Are you going back for the Ching Ming Festival weekend?"

Hearing this, Ding Ning paused while holding the chopsticks, and nodded slightly after a long while: "En."

"Did you buy the ticket to go back?"

"I plan to buy it tomorrow."

"Okay, then let's buy together."

"Is Haotang going back too?" Ding Ning's face showed joy again.

"Yeah." Chen Haotang looked at Ding Ning, with a rare look of doting and comfort in his eyes, "I haven't seen my uncles and aunts for a long time."

Ding Ning nodded vigorously, and smiled happily, with tears in the corners of her eyes: "Mom and Dad will be very happy!"

Chen Haotang nodded, didn't say any more, just motioned: "Eat first."

Probably because she knew that Chen Haotang would go back with her during the Ching Ming Festival, Ding Ning's mood became happier and her food tasted more delicious.

She also shared interesting stories with Chen Haotang while eating, and soon they talked about the incident at noon today.

"Did you know that Peach Jam was interviewed by Qidian?" Ding Ning asked curiously, "Don't you know him, have you heard him mention it?"

Chen Haotang was puzzled, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then I'll send it to you!" Ding Ning became interested, and quickly took out her phone, and forwarded the link of the interview to Chen Haotang.

Chen Haotang turned on his phone in doubt, and received Ding Ning's link. In addition, he also saw the message from Xun Liang in the afternoon.

Because he had been delivering food all afternoon, Chen Haotang didn't have time to check WeChat, so he only noticed it at this time.

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Brother Tang!I found a piece of great news about Brother Jiang!

[Ran Ran's Dog]: He is the author of "My Girlfriend Is a Million Fan Up Master", Peach Jam himself!

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Isn't it super exciting and super exciting? !

The displayed time is 01:30 PM.

Chen Haotang thought for a while, then replied.

[There are no tears in the wind]: Oh, I see.

Then Chen Haotang opened the link sent by Ding Ning and looked at the interview above.

While watching, Ding Ning was still asking him questions.

"Didn't you say you knew Peach Jam before? Is he from our college?" Ding Ning asked curiously, "You don't seem to know anyone from other colleges either."

"Hmm..." Chen Haotang couldn't deny it.

After all, from the beginning of school to the present, he doesn't even know a few classmates in the same class. Currently, the only ones he is most familiar with are the three roommates in the dormitory.

If you infer from this angle...

"But the interview content also said that Peach Jam chased his senior sister, and his senior sister is still a book friend who reads his books..." Ding Ning muttered, and her mind suddenly became active, "And it's still Hao Tang. Friends you know..."

Thinking of this, a white lightning suddenly flashed in Ding Ning's mind, and his heart skipped a beat, as if he had caught some important clue.

"Hao soup!" Ding Ning's tone was a little excited, as if he had discovered some big secret, his head was almost on top of Chen Haotang's dinner plate, "Is the peach sauce just Jiang Miao?"

Chen Haotang: "?"

Obviously he didn't say anything.

Why was it suddenly guessed?

Chen Haotang was a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He promised Jiang Miao not to tell anyone else this secret, so even if Ding Ning asked him who Peach Jam was before, he never said it.