After I fell off my horse, I was caught by my apprentice

Meng Xinqiao took the remaining milk tea and went directly to the administrative building of the Academic Affairs Office. It is now 04:30 in the afternoon, and the teacher will be off work later. The milk tea will not be drinkable in a few hours, so Meng Xinqiao left in a hurry Some, when I got downstairs to the administrative floor, I had to catch my breath before going upstairs.

In fact, she was a little apprehensive. She only knew how to go to school since she was a child. Whether it was to express gratitude or for other purposes, she never gave a gift to any teacher.

But milk tea is not a gift, Meng Xinqiao thought, it is nothing.

I don't know if Teacher Liu can take a fancy to this cup of milk tea.

She bought ten cups of milk tea in total, gave Yang Sanyang five cups, and there were five cups left in her hand. She took the two most expensive cups with her other hand, took a deep breath and approached the administrative building.Uncle Security asked: "Who are you looking for?"

Meng Xinqiao made a rare stutter: "Look for the Office of Academic Affairs, Examination Affairs...Student Status Department."

Uncle security gave her a strange look: "Turn left on the second floor."

Meng Xinqiao went up to the second floor, and saw the door plate of "Examination Affairs and Student Registration Section" head-on. The door was open, and there were faint voices coming from inside.

Meng Xinqiao realized later, what if there are too many people in the room and her milk tea is not enough?

The Department of Examination Affairs and Student Status is really busy today, and the midterm exam will be over in half a month, and the Education Bureau just happened to come over to carry out inspections. Liu Xizhao and Jiang Xin prepared the materials for a day, and they were so busy that they didn't have time to drink water.

When Meng Xinqiao knocked on the door and entered, three people in the room were discussing how to divide the materials. Liu Xizhao glanced at the door and saw Meng Xinqiao.

Meng Xinqiao: "Old, teacher is good."

With his back to the door, Jiang Xin turned around and recognized Meng Xinqiao immediately.

"Student, who are you looking for?"

Meng Xinqiao: "I, bring milk tea to the teachers, the teachers have worked hard."

She swiftly put cups of milk tea on the tables of Chief Ma and Jiang Xin, and then pushed the two specially allocated cups to Liu Xizhao's side: "Thank you, Teacher Liu."

Liu Xizhao blinked: "Give me so much?"

Seeing Meng Xinqiao being watched by her, she felt a little nervous: "Thank you for the oranges, I'm much better now."

Liu Xizhao: "Oranges are not for you."

Meng Xinqiao: "..."

She won't answer that.

Jiang Xin looked at the two of them with interest, as if watching a play.

Liu Xizhao showed mercy and changed the subject: "Are you feeling better?"

"It's almost done, I went to the pharmacy today to get some traditional Chinese medicine."

Liu Xizhao hummed: "Then thank you for the milk tea."

Knowing that the topic came to an end here, Meng Xinqiao spoke quickly as if he had received an amnesty: "Then you are busy, teacher, I will go first."

Oil the soles of your feet and run fast.

Chief Ma: "What's the situation with this kid?"

Liu Xizhao: "I went to the school hospital to get materials yesterday. She fainted and was brought over by a classmate. I took care of her for a while."

So that's the case, Chief Ma smiled: "You know how to repay your kindness, you are a very sensible kid."

Jiang Xin put down the work in his hands, bypassed the materials piled on the ground, walked to Liu Xizhao's table through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, carefully compared the milk teas of the two of them, and then yelled: "The one she gave you is very obvious. Better than mine!"

Liu Xizhao: "It shows that people have a conscience, it's not bad if you can drink from my light, and you're picky."

Meng Xinqiao let out a sigh of relief when he returned to the dormitory. Teacher Liu was good-looking and spoke softly, but she was always a little scared of her. Maybe it was because she was short-mouthed and soft-handed. I have helped her twice, indirectly or directly, not only by delivering milk tea, but also by saying hello when we meet in the future.

With only one cup of milk tea left in his hand, Meng Xinqiao simply went to the library and drank it while typing. When he returned to the dormitory at night, he went to the school gate to get three cups of takeaway, and shared them with his roommates.

Xiao Liu didn't go online until eight o'clock, and as soon as he went online, he sent several emoticons of lying corpses.

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "Are you tired?"

Xiao Liu's surname is not Yan: "Yeep, yell."

Meng Xinqiao typed a few words and then deleted them. She was not very good at comforting people, and was thinking about how to express her words. Xiaoliu replied empathetically, "It's okay, I just joined the extra class. I'm already better than a social animal." A lot, contentment, gratitude.”

Meng Xinqiao looked at the expression pack of "Buddha's light shines all over", and his fingertips jumped: "Did you read the book review I sent you?"

little six:……

Meng Xinqiao: Touch your head.jpg

Xiao Liu: "I'll watch it right now (Puppy Hard Work.jpg)"

Meng Xinqiao did his homework for a while, uploaded today's update to save the manuscript, and then read the book he bought.A day later, she made a more detailed book list, evaluated all the writing theory books she had read, and sent them to Xiao Liu.

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "I think these are the things that are useful, but I am writing plots. If I think it is useful, you may not find it useful, so I have read a few romance novels in the past few days. In contrast, I think that if you insist on Reading theoretical books, this one and this one are somewhat helpful. But the most important thing in writing is to practice, and you can’t digest it just by reading the theory. How is your writing going?"

Xiao Liu: "...I wrote several beginnings. I don't know which one is better, and I can't keep writing."

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "If you don't mind, you can send it to me."

Xiao Liu: "Okay! Thank you, Master!"

After a while, she sent several documents: "Then I'll read the book first, and if Master needs me, just call me!"

Meng Xinqiao read all the beginnings she wrote in half a day's spare time, and sent her after reading her reflections: "The first beginning is not attractive, the second plot is too slow, and the third is not bad. It is based on a one-night stand. Although the beginning is a bit old-fashioned, at least there is conflict, and it can attract a large number of readers. According to the sweet pet articles I have read during this period, there are indeed many works that start like this."

Xiao Liu: "From Master's tone, it seems that you don't agree with this kind of beginning?"

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "No, as long as everything exists, there is a reason. This kind of beginning has the same meaning as the beginning of conflict in plot novels. It directly raises readers' expectations. It is the correct step. The key is to see how you write later. "

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "In this way, you start writing down from the beginning of the third, and send it to me after writing [-] words. You have written too little now, and I can't analyze many problems. You don't have a feel for it yourself. You need more Practice writing more."

Xiao Liu agreed.

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "I still want to emphasize that although you recognize me as your master now, it is actually more suitable for you to find a master who writes on the same subject as you, so that you can learn more with less effort."

Xiaoliu: "Master, you are so long-winded, you are not decisive over and over again."

Meng Xinqiao: ...

Inexplicably, she was disgusted by her obedient and enthusiastic little apprentice.

"I said it's okay. I didn't ask Master to ask him to help me. In fact, it was more because I didn't understand the writing industry. I wanted to find a friend to take me with me. Master, you have seriously written dry goods and books for me. Note, you are so kind to me, but I can only act coquettishly with Master online to make Master happy, it is because I have no way to repay Master, it is because Xiao Liu did not make Master happy."

Meng Xinqiao didn't know why the topic turned into a grievance, and hurriedly typed: "It's okay, you are an apprentice. Master should teach you."

Although he knew that Xiao Liu had probably already gone to work, Meng Xinqiao always subconsciously felt that she was young.

"It's like this when you are a teacher. If you want something, the master should teach the apprentice well. The master who brings the apprentice to the contract is a good master. I just want to say that if you want to find a master who is emotional, I know friends, I can recommend it to you."

Little Six: "Angry.jpg"

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "?"

Xiao Liu: "Master, do you hate me?"

Xiaoqiao Liushui: "...I just don't think I can really teach you anything."

Xiao Liu: "Whether to teach or not is up to me, not you. If Master, you don't talk about teacher morality, I'm not a fool, I will run away! I will run away without you pushing me, Master!"

Meng Xinqiao was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Liu: "Don't push me out if I don't agree!"

Meng Xinqiao didn't quite understand Xiaoliu's thoughts, so she went to the forum to open a teacher apprentice post, of course she wanted to find a master who could really help her.

"Then why do you want to write? What is your goal?"

Xiao Liu sent a puzzled expression: "What is the purpose of writing the article, isn't it just to like it."

Like, of course, is the most fundamental creative instinct of every creator, and it is also the only pursuit of the vast majority of authors who are still persisting.It is difficult for text creators to persist in this work if their motives are not pure and they do not have enough love for stories and texts.

In other words, some people simply have an impure purpose from the beginning.Some are for making money, some are for fame, some are for showing off, and some are for finding a partner.

"Just like it?"

"Just like it. Oh, and a little rebellious." Xiao Liu said: "Who said that people who write vulgar Internet articles are not worthy of being a writer? I just like watching sweet articles, and I also like watching sweet pet dramas. I know there is no such love in the world, but I just like to read and write, and I like to create my own fairy tales, can't I?"

Meng Xinqiao smiled: "Yes, freedom of reading is the most basic freedom for scholars."

Little Six: "(*￣︶￣)"

She likes reading and writing, and she is purposeful, hardworking, and smart.

It's not at all the same as the bad guy with other purposes before.

In the future, I probably won't be in a bad mood because of unnecessary rotten people.

Xiao Liu: "So, Master, don't push me out, okay?"

She made a pitiful expression.

Meng Xinqiao's heart was inexplicably soft, as if lying on the fluffy and soft belly of a little Liufa rabbit.

When did I push you to someone else, she thought a little guilty, and poked Xiao Liu's head.

[You dragged the Hermes of "Xiao Liu's surname Yan" and called the rich woman to support me. 】

Meng Xinqiao: ...

Little Six: Sliding and Kneeling.jpg