Accidentally wrote the review into a love letter

Before Li Xing suspected that his eyes were wrong, Liao Yun gave a dry cough and decided to retreat first.

"You review first, just send me a message if you don't know it." Liao Yun straightened up.

"Okay." Li Xing withdrew his eyes from watching Haozi walk towards the gate of the community, and nodded at him.

Liao Yun gently left the room and opened the door behind him - this was his own bedroom.

Although the National Day has been fun these few days, he hasn't forgotten about the review.

After he sent the written tens of thousands of words to the customer that day, the other party replied with three full stops, and there is no news until today, let alone the follow-up content that Liao Yun needs.Because of this, his review paper has not been moved for several days and has been put aside.

He clicked on the previously written content and browsed roughly, and sent a message to the customer who noted "Party A's father".

L: [Are you there? ]

Party A's father: [What's the matter? ]

L: [Are you free now? ]

L: [Friend, you haven't given me the follow-up I want. ]

Li Xing's heart tightened, sure enough, what should come will still come.

He also wanted to delay it for a few more days, so as not to talk about a few materials.After all, for him, most of the things that violated school rules and disciplines were the water in the mind of "young and frivolous".

Looking back now, in addition to embarrassment, it is still embarrassment.

However, in the current situation, he had to try hard to remember the embarrassing things that he had finally forgotten, and he had to share it with others, and finally it was written into the self-criticism book for the dean to read.

Thinking of such a future, Li Xing felt that he was not far from death.

The big head's roar didn't knock him down, and the 36-word self-criticism didn't knock him down. Now, looking at the urging message sent by the ghostwriter, Li Xing felt that he was not only knocked down, but also paralyzed.

Liao Yun over there is still urging:

L: [Friend, are you there?Say something back? ]

Li Xing tapped the screen slowly: [Let me think about it...]

In line with death anyway, but early death or late death, Li Xing pondered for a moment and asked:

Pluto: [Isn’t it my own can I write it? ]

After all, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. What if the review paper is handed in, and after reading it, the big head finds that he has done bad things, and is so angry that he asks him to write another review paper?

Li Xing is not afraid of not being able to graduate, but he has some PTSD about the self-criticism.

L: [Yes. ]

Li Xing organized the language, typed the event into the input field, and clicked send.

Pluto: [My friend skipped class to go to the concert of his goddess because he was sick. ]

L: [Okay, the story is a bit short, but I try to add as many words as possible. ]

Pluto: [I'm not done yet. ]

L: [? ]

Pluto: [He was too excited and his voice was slightly louder, and the sound was recorded in the official video. ]

L: [This is not a little bigger...]

Li Xing smiled, the reason why he still remembered this incident was because Luo Qian's operation at that time was too funny.

Pluto: [Is this okay? ]

L: [Of course, I think I can write more than [-] words! ]

Liao Yun is not talking nonsense with his eyes open, skipping class to go to a concert and being picked up by the official video. At first glance, the plot is ups and downs, and the characters are reversed. If you edit it casually, you can write A lot of content.

What's more, what I saw was a female singer. Since the "personality" is a fan of other female singers, it is not an exaggeration to describe the female singer in the review book with tens of thousands of words, right?

Is it not an exaggeration to have hundreds or even thousands of words for a song you like?

Liao Yun leaned on the chair and raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the progress bar and completed one tenth.

What a challenging and lucrative job.

On the other hand, Li Xing was also relieved to see that this story could write [-] words.

The more a plot is written, the less the number of plots he has to provide, which is perfect for teenagers who really don't want to tell the embarrassing things.

L: [However, if your friend finds out, will he be angry? ]

After all, they used other people's experience without their consent. If that person didn't want to tell the story, wouldn't it be immoral for them to do so?

If the teacher discovers something based on the clues, his friend will probably die a miserable death.

Li Xing paused, and said: [It's okay, everyone in our junior high school knows about this. ]

junior high school?That's fine.

Liao Yun felt relieved, said goodbye to Party A's father, and went to think about how to write the review letter.

Li Xing thought about it, and called Luo Qian: "Hey, Lao Luo, I wrote the matter of your junior high school concert in the self-criticism."

On the phone, Luo Qian could vaguely hear shouting: "Fucking Brother Xing, do you still remember this incident?"

Li Xing let out a muffled laugh, and joked, "Who doesn't know about your Uncle Luo's deeds?"

Li Xing did not tell the ghostwriter everything.

When Luo Qian went to a concert, he was accidentally recorded and caught by the camera. He didn't expect that someone in his class watched the video, recognized him and asked a few words.Luo Qian, who saw his idol, was overjoyed for a moment, and admitted that the person was himself. He was proud of the crowd's exclamation, and happened to be caught by the head teacher who came to inspect the class.

Their homeroom teacher was also in charge of the school's radio station. Hearing this, he smiled and asked Luo Qian to write a self-criticism. Finally, he found out the audio of Luo Qian confessing to the goddess, and released it during the big break along with the sound of stuttering while reading the self-criticism.

The scene was grand at the time, even more spectacular than the big head announcing that Li Xing would write 36 words.

Luo Qian became famous in the first battle, and everyone in the junior high school of the fifteenth middle school knew that Luo Qian, who was in the third and sixth classes of the junior high school, skipped class to watch a female singer's concert, and was included in the official video.

Luo Qian's tone was full of depression: "Forget it, Brother Xing, you can use it as you like. Anyway, my parents often laugh at me about this, so it's not bad for you this time."

"But what happened to your 36 review letter?"

He asked cautiously, it would not be a pleasant thing to put this matter on anyone's head, before Li Xing didn't mention it, he didn't dare to ask more, for fear that the other party would be in a bad mood.

Now that Li Xing took the initiative to speak up, Luo Qian had the courage to ask out his worries.

"It's okay, I'm writing." Li Xing reported the progress, "It's more than 2 words."

It's okay if Li Xing doesn't say it, but Luo Qian doesn't quite believe it after saying this number.

As far as he knew, Li Xing had never written a composition for the Chinese exam.The usual weekly diary homework is also blank when you can, and copy if you can’t. It is a typical household who has difficulty writing a sentence for half a day.

How could it be possible to write more than 2 words in just one month? !

Luo Qian asked himself, for such a long review, he would have to scratch his head just thinking about the content.

"Brother Xing, you really wrote [-]?"

"Yeah." Li Xing kept writing in his hand, continuing to sort out the knowledge points, "I didn't write it, it was written on behalf of me."

"Is there anyone else taking this?" Luo Qian's tone was full of disbelief.

It's not that he hasn't written or asked someone to write a review book, so he naturally knows that the price of a review book is linked to the content of the review and the number of words.

When he got home that day, he helped Li Xing contact Taobao's ghostwriter, but he was rejected by all the stores as expected.Some store owners even revealed that someone asked them to write before, but they took it as a joke and refused.

After listening to the other party, Luo Qian guessed that the previous person should be his brother Xing.

So many stores have rejected it, where can I find a ghostwriter on Li Xing?

Li Xing was too focused on copying the formula and didn't hear what he said clearly, so he simply put the phone on the table and pressed the button to avoid asking questions: "What else?"

Oh my god, brother Xing hasn't written yet, because he was afraid that we would worry and comfort us, so he said that he hired a ghostwriter?

Now I am afraid that I will be exposed if I talk too much, so I want to hang up the phone quickly?

Without Li Xing's explanation, Luo Qian had already made up all the ins and outs in his mind, and was very moved by the thought that Brother Xing swallowed his bitterness alone and didn't want them to worry.

"It's gone." Luo Qian hurriedly said, "Brother Xing, come on, if there is any difficulty, Haozi and I can help you solve it at any time."

"Okay, thanks in advance."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Qian gripped the phone tightly, and resolutely opened the city university alliance forum again.

Perhaps because he cooked too many dishes at one time, or was heartbroken by Li Xing's attitude of valuing food over friends, Haozi refused to come back the next day no matter what.

Liao Yun and Li Xing, who were staring at a refrigerator full of raw meat and vegetarian food but couldn't figure out what to do, tried to cook a half-baked dish, and resolutely gave up on self-education.

Li Xing was still teaching the video to wash rice and cook. Liao Yunyou didn't give up. He walked around the kitchen a few times and found a bag of hot pot ingredients.

"Has it expired?" Li Xing poured out the water, and the side-headed fox asked.

He could see that this bag of hot pot ingredients was dug out from the innermost part of the cabinet by Liao Yun, God knows how long it has been stored.

Liao Yun found the date and glanced at it, joyfully raised the packing bag in his hand: "It's okay, there is still more than a month."

The two of them stopped cooking, and gathered together to wash the ingredients they wanted to eat, set up the equipment, and started boiling the hot pot.

Hot pot is easy to make, as long as you have the ingredients, you can buy the bottom ingredients in supermarkets. Even Xiaobai, who can't cook, can use the bottom ingredients to make a lunch that is not inferior.

Liao Yun picked up a chopstick of food and put it into his mouth, chewed for a while and swallowed it, and said with emotion: "I suddenly felt that I actually have a talent for cooking."

Li Xing was still fighting against the fans. Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyelids. Seeing that the confidence on Liao Yun's face did not seem to be joking, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he didn't want to make any comments.But some people, even if Li Xing wants to save face for him, the other party can stretch out the face he saved so hard to beg Li Xing to take it off.

"Why don't I try to make a meal tonight?" Liao Yun supported his chin, obviously already thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

The alarm bell in Li Xing's heart rang loudly, it was his own business if this guy wanted to tell nonsense, but if he pulled him along, Li Xing would die to dispel his thoughts.

"You can't tell the difference between vinegar and soy sauce. What do you cook with?" Li Xing poured a basin of water coldly, "Do you use the hot pot base?"

"My friend, you can't think like this." The interest of a schoolmaster is always difficult to dissipate. Liao Yun was in high spirits. "As long as I study cooking well, I can recognize vinegar and soy sauce tonight, and I can recognize them tomorrow." Salt and flour, and I can be a teacher the day after tomorrow."

Li Xing: "..."

Li Xing didn't know where this person got his confidence.

To be a teacher the day after tomorrow?

The day after tomorrow they will go to the funeral together.