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Jiang Yong came out of the detention center and squinted his eyes. He hadn't seen the sunshine of freedom for a long time.After a while of dizziness, the sun faded, and the serious and indifferent face of the man appeared in front of his eyes.He took two steps back in fright, as if he hadn't thought that he would be the one who fished him out.

Zhuang Mo's thin lips were drawn into a line, he looked down at him with contempt and hatred, and did not speak for a long time.

On the way back from Fenghe Village, Ren Mingqing timidly mentioned Jiang Yong's matter to him.Although Zhuang Mo had warned him before to stop worrying about Jiang Yong, Jiang Yong is still in the detention center, and he has no choice but to pretend that nothing happened—he still feels that Jiang Yong is his poor brother.He seldom asks Zhuang Mo for anything, for fear of causing trouble to Zhuang Mo, but now the relationship between the two has become closer, and Zhuang Mo has also made a gesture of obedience, so he boldly begged twice .

Zhuang Mo would try his best to satisfy all the requests made by Ren Mingqing. Seeing how depressed and worried he was all day long because of this matter, Zhuang Mo also felt distressed and kept running for Jiang Yong.Needless to mention the hardships involved, Zhuang Mo didn't do it to win Jiang Yong's gratitude.He stepped forward and threw a travel bag to Jiang Yong: "Keep your passport and bank card safe."

There was timid doubt in Jiang Yong's small eyes, and he lowered his head to turn over his own baggage.

"I have a friend who is contracting a project in Africa. You should pack up and report there."

Jiang Yong's eyes widened like a ghost.

Zhuang Mo lit a cigarette, leaned on the A8 in an elegant posture, and puffed: "Nowadays, many Chinese people go there to export labor. I said that although you have a broken arm, you can endure hardships, so my friend will arrange for you immediately. In the past. If you really can’t do it, you can be a cook, and you will have ten thousand yuan a month.”

Jiang Yong has been wanting to intervene since he heard the words "Go to Africa" ​​- you fished me out, what's wrong with finding me a job, you have to throw me all the way - but Zhuang Mo What I said became more familiar the more I heard it.Jiang Yong was very shrewd. He realized that Zhuang Mo was avenging himself for Ren Mingqing. Even if he was angry, he didn't dare to attack him. He just laughed anxiously and said, "That's not it. I went to Africa. My brother must not miss me..."

Zhuang Mo finally looked him straight.

He threw away the cigarette butt, scaring him back a step: "Who is your brother?"

The smile on Jiang Yong's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Zhuang Mo nervously with those small eyes.

"Even if he owed you something, he would have paid it off long ago, and you will have nothing to do with him from now on."

Jiang Yong was in a hurry: "Why is there nothing to do with this? Why is there nothing to do with it? Where is my brother, I want to see him! Among other things, he injured so many people at the dock that day, and I alone Nothing was leaked, and I spent so many days in the detention center in vain, he can't treat me like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Mo grabbed his collar and dragged him to his eyes.

"He's not your brother, and you don't know him. What happened that night was as known to the police. It was you bastards who were at fault. Get the hell out of Africa now, and you are not allowed to return to China. If you dare to show up again In front of him, if I have the ability to fish you out, I have the ability to get you in." Zhuang Mo warned in a low voice.

Jiang Yong was trembling all over, breaking out in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he just nodded.He seemed to be facing a carnivorous beast at close range, seeing the fangs exposed as his mouth opened and closed, and felt his angry and ferocious breath.His bullying nature and desire to survive did not dare to make him resist. As soon as he let go, he snatched his baggage and stumbled away.

In the evening, Zhuang Mo made sure that Jiang Yong was on the flight to Nairobi, and looked at the screen with a smile.Ren Mingqing opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat: "Mr. Zhuang, why are you so happy?"

"It's nothing." Zhuang Mo said with a smile, "I'm just taking you home."

After Ren Mingqing finished writing "The Great Chronicle", Mr. Xu and Xu Jingzhi tried their best to keep him in Xu's house.For them, Ren Mingqing is the continuation of Xu Anzhi's life, and they regard him as a relative.But Ren Mingqing didn't dare to accept salary for nothing.He has already been sheltered by Xu Anzhi and received the education he dreamed of, and now it is not suitable for him to replace Xu Anzhi to live in Xu's house.He can't take advantage of the Xu family's father and son's concern for the teacher, and openly enjoy the material life that he shouldn't enjoy.He promised to visit them whenever he had time, and then left with Zhuang Mo.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Zhuang Mo thought that Ren Mingqing would not be used to returning to the dilapidated residence in Golden Dragon Garden after enjoying the great abundance of material life.However, Ren Mingqing's mood was not affected by the gap between rich and poor at all.He happily told Zhuang Mo that after the draft of "The Great and Poor Ji" was finished, Jing Yu transferred the draft fee to his card immediately, "Put me at the crossroads later, I'll go buy some good food, and I'll cook it tonight." Delicious, let's celebrate."

"Then why don't you go to a restaurant?" Zhuang Mo was afraid that he would work hard.

Ren Mingqing said easy-goingly: "Okay, you can choose a place, and I will treat you to this meal."

Zhuang Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Why is Teacher Ren so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Ren Mingqing shyly said: "Without your guidance in writing the outline, I would not be able to complete it anyway... I owe you a lot of favors, and I want to treat you to many meals."

Zhuang Mo made an inch of it: "Since this is the case, it seems that you have to do it yourself to express your heart."

"What do you want to eat?" Ren Mingqing took out a pen and paper, waiting for him to report the recipe.

Zhuang Mo didn't want to make him suffer, he parked the car and bought groceries with him, then went home and went into the kitchen to help him.The two cooked a large table of dishes and drank a few bottles of beer. When the wine was half full, Ren Mingqing suddenly remembered something, said "I have a good place to drink and relax", stood up from the chair, Beckoning him to follow.Pulling on their slippers, the two of them climbed up the long stairs one after the other, and pushed open the door to the terrace.

It was in the evening, the setting sun melted into gold, and the wind of the city passed through the tall buildings, blowing up the snow-white sheets hung on bamboo racks by some families.Ren Mingqing took the hose to finish watering the pleasing vines and spider plants of the neighbor's family, and beckoned Zhuang Mo to come forward.The two of them leaned side by side on the railing and looked at the busy traffic below, enjoying the cool breeze and drinking a small wine, very comfortable.

"I didn't expect you to hide such a good place." Zhuang Mo clinked glasses with him.

"I used to hide here alone, watching the scenery and people, and making up stories for them." Ren Mingqing was a little not sober, and smirked at him many times.

"You're a good storyteller. This sequel was a great success."

Ren Mingqing's face fell, and he fiddled with the weeds in the cement cracks casually: "I am not as good as Teacher An. He is so good."

Zhuang Mo told him gently: "Talent is the most unfair thing in this world, and it is also the only fair thing. It will appear on the son of the richest man, and it will also come to the poor. Don't deny it just because of the halo on him." Your story won’t lie. Don’t forget that Jingyu was able to get through this time because your story moved Xu’s father and son.”

Ren Mingqing blushed, remained silent for a while, and said softly to him: "Mr. An once told me that words are powerful things. It is a kind of... a kind of magic that can change people's hearts."

"He's right, but what you have to do now is to let go of your teacher An, create your own world, and write your own legend."

Ren Mingqing looked at the Huoshaoyun in the sky, and murmured absentmindedly: "Write my own story..." His mind was far away, as if he had already immersed himself in a different dimension.

Zhuang Mo looked at Ren Mingqing's innocent and hopeful side face at this moment, prayed in his heart, prayed to every god whose name he had heard of, and prayed that he would always be a young man.No matter what kind of dream he is dreaming at this moment, or what kind of dream he will have, he will be responsible for making his dream come true.

You dream of your sea of ​​stars and I dream of you, that's fine.

-The end of the first part-

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This is the end of the first part of "Genius Editor", thank you friends for your company this summer!The second part is already in preparation, please follow Weibo news for updates @白野爱吃小笼包, to witness Teacher Xiao Ren’s journey to the top of the list and the cultural empire that Zhuang Mo created for him!

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Zhuang Mo: "Can you marry me?"

Ren Mingqing was in a dilemma.

Zhuang Mo's smile gradually disappeared: "Why?"

Ren Mingqing said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a straight male cancer."

Zhuang Mo: "Then I will marry you."

Ren Mingqing's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

Zhuang Mo said that I am very good at dealing with straight male cancer (..)