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Chapter 104 quirky

"Mr. Lin, do you know about Xiaoheishan Village?" Zhou Rong asked the 50-year-old male teacher next to him in the teacher's office of the Chinese Department of Jichun University.

"I know, why don't you know, we are a well-known rich village in Jichun." Teacher Lin put down the thermos in his hand, looked at Zhou Rong, and said suddenly: "Oh! You just came here, maybe you don't know, just how many people in our school There is a cafeteria, and the vegetables and meat are delivered by Xiaoheishan Village Agricultural Products Company every day!"

"There is an agricultural product trading company in Xiaoheishan Village?" Zhou Rong became more and more puzzled, and the curiosity in her heart grew wildly like weeds in spring.

"It's been several years. I heard that their village collectively funded the project. The villagers raised funds to run it. The town and city agricultural bureaus strongly supported it. The government came forward to guarantee them and borrowed a lot of money from the bank. It's done." Teacher Lin said.

I also wondered why this teacher Zhou, who has always been aloof and out-of-this-world, suddenly became interested in Xiaoheishan Village.

Moreover, Mr. Lin also knew about Zhou Rong's family. Her husband cheated on her and found a young and beautiful girl. She got divorced not long ago.

But Teacher Lin didn't see any abnormality on Zhou Rong's face.

I don't know if I didn't take this matter to heart at all, or I hid all my emotions in my heart, and didn't want to show them in front of others and let them know.

After all, that's not something to be proud of.

"Mr. Lin, how do you know so clearly?" Zhou Rong asked suspiciously.

"Newspaper!" Mr. Lin said, "Jiangliao Daily and Jichun Daily did not report less about Xiaoheishan Village at the beginning, and even called on all rural collectives and state-owned units in Jiangliao to learn from Xiaoheishan Village. "

"You just came back from Yanjing, so it's not surprising that you don't know."

"But if you're interested, you can go to the mailroom or the library and ask, and look through the old newspapers."

Generally, these schools have storage for old newspapers and magazines, but not necessarily, because newspapers are very likely to be taken away by someone, pasting wallpaper, bags and so on.

"I see, thank you, Teacher Lin!" Zhou Rong's polite words, combined with his demeanor and tone of voice, made Teacher Lin feel a little different from before.

But thinking about what happened to Zhou Rong a few days ago, Teacher Lin felt relieved.

For a month in a row, Feng Huacheng could only sit at the home of his new girlfriend, no, it should be said that he was the new wife. Since the woman's parents came over once, it was self-defeating, and the woman just dragged Feng Huacheng away. The Civil Affairs Bureau pulled the marriage certificate.

There was no banquet, so he lived in the woman's hut and lived his own life.

As a newlywed, it is inevitable that they will be like glue and paint, but now the two of them are out of work, so naturally they can't sit and eat. Feng Huacheng wrote several manuscripts and sent them to the magazine, but they were all returned.

In Jiangliao Province, almost none of the publishing houses, magazines, and newspapers were willing to accept Feng Huacheng's manuscripts, without exception.

Moreover, the public opinion against Feng Huacheng has become more and more fierce. I do not know when it has risen to the ideological and moral issues of the entire literary world. Even the Ministry of Culture has intervened in this matter. The report brought this topic to the fore again.

This is something that even Wang Zhong did not expect.

However, Feng Huacheng has been diligent in writing manuscripts for more than a year, and has earned a lot of money. For a while, he doesn't have to worry about living with his new wife.

But going on like this is not a long-term solution.

Feng Huacheng is well aware of the principle of sitting and eating, but for a while, he is at a loss as to what to do about the current situation.

And the current Feng Huacheng doesn't care about this at all. In his opinion, the most important thing right now is his daughter Feng Yue.

"Yueyue, Yueyue, listen to me!" Feng Huacheng stopped Feng Yue's bicycle on the road not far from the school gate.

"I won't listen!" Feng Yue turned the front of the bike, intending to go around directly, but Feng Huacheng held down the front of the bike, begging bitterly: "Yue Yue, Dad really wants to tell you something."

Now that Feng Yue sees Feng Huacheng, he is not angry at all.

"Yueyue, what's the matter?" Zhou Cong saw Feng Yue from a distance, and immediately rushed over.

"He won't let me go!" Feng Yue didn't even call out to his father, and used him instead.

Zhou Cong originally wanted to call his uncle, but now that Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong had divorced, he changed his words: "Mr. Feng, this is the intersection of the school. If you don't get out of the way, I will call the security guard."

Feng Huacheng was not afraid at all, and said straightforwardly: "Yueyue is my daughter, and I am her father. Don't you even have the right to see her?"

"You are not my father, I don't have a father!" Feng Yue's voice was almost roaring, and this voice also attracted the attention of everyone around.

"This is the school gate, surrounded by our classmates, are you sure you want to make a fuss here and make the whole school know about it?" Zhou Cong said in a deep voice, even his face turned cold instantly, staring at Feng Feng. Turned into, his gaze gradually became sharper.

Feng Huacheng looked at the strange gazes around him, and subconsciously chose to let go of the hands that were tightly gripping the bicycle faucet.

Feng Yue hurried away without looking back.

"Yue Yue!"

No matter what Feng Huacheng yelled, Feng Yue turned a deaf ear to him. He pedaled his bicycle so fast that he disappeared into the long street full of people in no time.

"Yueyue, you... really don't intend to..."

"Cousin, since he cheated on my mother, divorced my mother, and betrayed our family, he is no longer my father."

Feng Yue's heart was twisted like a knife. From that moment on, the tenderness, tolerance, and care from his father had become like a dream, and Feng Yue felt disgusted by the falseness.

Feng Yue really doesn't like Zhou Rong as a mother. She doesn't like Zhou Rong controlling her and restraining her everywhere. It doesn't matter whether she likes it or not. Feng Yue is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do. It's all for her own good, but most of the time, Feng Yue can't help wanting to confront Zhou Rong.

But the more this is the case, the more Feng Yue cares about Zhou Rong. If not, it would be better to completely treat him as nothing.

In the past, Feng Yue's affection for Feng Huacheng, the father who would love her, love her, and help her when mother Zhou Rong scolded her, was even stronger than that of mother Zhou Rong.

Feng Yue is not a fool. Although Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong tried their best to hide from her and maintain a peaceful appearance, Feng Huacheng's cheating crushed back the glimmer of hope for a beautiful family in Feng Yue's heart. dust.

"Yue Yue!"

"You slow down!"

Fortunately, now is not the future, although there are cars on the road, but the number is not too many, but Feng Yue's speed is too fast, and it is the rush hour after school, near the school, there is a rush of people, it is still very dangerous.

Zhou Cong gritted his teeth, leaned forward with his upper body, exerted force on his feet, and his speed suddenly increased. He passed Feng Yue several times in a row before forcing him to stop. There are so many people on the road, so many cars, what should I do if something happens."

With tears in her eyes, Feng Yue shook her lips, and just looked at Zhou Cong without speaking.

Zhou Cong sighed, parked his bicycle, walked up to Feng Yue, and said softly, "Okay, my cousin knows you're sad, but the matter is over, and it won't help if you are sad."

Zhou Cong knew that Feng Yue's heart must be the most painful and helpless at this time, but he had never experienced this kind of experience. Although he could feel Feng Yue's pain and sorrow, he couldn't understand this kind of sadness and pain at all. degree.

Zhou Cong also knew that his persuasion was nothing more than a few words of chicken soup from a bystander. To Feng Yue, it had no effect at all, and only time could heal the pain.

The siblings pushed the cart, walked side by side, and slowly headed towards home.

Zhou Cong was worried about Feng Yue, and stayed with her all the time. He sent her back to the old house of the optical film, and after saying hello to Li Suhua, he rode back to his home.

Before going home, Feng Yue had already wiped away her tears, and adjusted her mood for a while before tidying up her mentality.

Feng Yue has now moved back to the old house of the optical film with Zhou Rong, and even volunteered to sleep with Zhou Rong in the back room.

These days, Zhou Rong's mood and mentality are gradually recovering.

It's just that Feng Yue's review was delayed a lot because of this matter.

Feng Huacheng was still waiting for Feng Yue outside the school gate every day. Seeing that the final exam was only a few days away, Zhou Rong noticed Feng Yue's abnormality. Tell Zhou Rong about it.

Although Zhou Rong didn't understand the world, she was a very smart person, how could she not detect Feng Yue's strangeness.

So one afternoon when there was no class, he ran to wait outside Feng Yue's school. Before school was over, he saw Feng Huacheng appearing outside the school gate.

Zhou Rong suddenly became furious, she didn't get angry, she stood up directly, staring at Feng Huacheng, and asked, "What are you doing here!"

Seeing Zhou Rong suddenly, Feng Huacheng still felt a little guilty, but after thinking about it, his cheating was not all his fault, and the reason why his daughter didn't like him so much was probably Zhou Rong's instigation ······

Facing Zhou Rong, Feng Huacheng, who had imagined a bitter ethical drama, felt guilty and had no fear at all. Because of Zhou Rong's almost murderous eyes, he stared back, "Yueyue is not your daughter alone. , she is also my daughter, as a father, do I still need your permission to come to see my daughter?"

Seeing Feng Huacheng, who knew she had made a mistake but was still so righteous, Zhou Rong exploded in anger instantly, "Shameless villain, how can you come to Yueyue so confidently!"

"I said why Yueyue has been looking at something wrong for the past few days, so it's you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Huacheng didn't show any weakness.

Zhou Rong stared angrily and exasperatedly said, "You bastard, Feng Huacheng, you are an out-and-out bastard!"

"I'm a bastard, so what are you?" For these two people, this is a fantasy.

As early as the moment of divorce, the two parties were doomed to have no possibility of peace of mind.

"Don't you know when now? Yueyue is about to have her final exams, and next is her third year of high school. It's not enough for you to cheat. Do you have to disturb Yueyue at this time?" Zhou Rong pointed at Feng Huacheng, her voice hoarse. Angrily reprimanded Feng Huacheng.

Feng Huacheng's face was a little ugly, why didn't he know that it was almost the end of the semester.

Just as he was about to refute, a bell rang suddenly.

It was the school bell ringing after class.

Both of them stared at each other, Feng Huacheng looked at Zhou Rong, their eyes met each other, and there were faint sparks flying in the void.

"School is over. If you're not afraid of Yueyue being laughed at at school, you can continue arguing with me here." Feng Huacheng said coldly, his tone full of contempt and sarcasm.

Zhou Rong was furious, but thinking of her daughter, the students who were already running towards the school gate were faintly visible, so she suppressed her anger: "Find a place."

"Okay!" Feng Huacheng didn't refuse, and agreed straight away, which was exactly what he thought in his heart.

I don't know how the two discussed it. Anyway, after the day of the fight, Feng Huacheng never came to the school to look for Feng Yue again.

Amidst Feng Yue's perplexity and doubts, the final exam came as scheduled.

As usual, Zhou Cong played normally and performed well, and he was firmly ranked first in the grade.

Zhou Ming and Zhou Ling had mediocre grades, thirteenth in one grade and No.10 in the other class.

Seeing that the rankings were almost the same, it was actually a big difference. After the results came out, Zhou Ling didn't give Zhou Ming a good look for several days.

Xiaowei is only in elementary school, and his grades are average. He only got more than 90 points in two subjects, and he didn't even get full marks in mathematics, which made the little guy very dissatisfied. Zhou Ling, who had the worst grades among his brothers and sisters, often got high marks in mathematics when he was in elementary school. Full marks.

There is also Feng Yue, whose grades were not as good as Zhou Cong's. He only wrote a good composition in one hand, and then there was a sudden change, so he didn't have the mind to review, so the final exam results can be imagined.

After the results of the final exam came out, Feng Yue thought that what was waiting for him would be Zhou Rong's reprimand.

But when she brought the notice in front of Zhou Rong, Zhou Rong sighed, but rarely blamed her, but raised her hand and rubbed Feng Yue's head very gently, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. , it's your mother who dragged you down."

Just such a sentence broke Feng Yue's defense.

Holding Zhou Rong in her arms, the tears couldn't stop falling: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't work hard enough and didn't study hard enough. I promise you, I will work hard next semester."

Zhou Rong didn't keep a stern face as usual, instead she showed a rare and slightly awkward smile on her face: "The final exam is not important, and temporary success or failure doesn't matter. The college entrance examination is one year away, as long as you are willing to work hard, Put your heart into it, no matter what the final result is, mom will be proud of you."

If Wang Zhong was here, his jaw would definitely drop when he heard this.

Such words would actually come out of Zhou Rong's mouth.

Feng Yue was beyond moved.

That night, the mother and daughter who slept on the same bed had a heart-to-heart talk all night. This was also a true heart-to-heart conversation between the mother and daughter since Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng divorced.

Zhou Rong told Feng Yue about her past, the story of her childhood, and even the past between her and Feng Huacheng in a very plain manner, about when she was in Guizhou Province, and when she was just born. The details of Feng Yue getting along with each other.

Those pictures that Feng Yue had no impression of at all, against the backdrop of Zhou Rong's concise and beautiful words, a pair of vivid pictures were constructed in Feng Yue's mind.

Within a few days, the mother and daughter rode bicycles and wore sun hats, led by Feng Yue, towards Xiaoheishan Village.

The original dirt road of more than 20 miles has been paved with asphalt and lines drawn at some point. On the spacious two-way four-lane road, there are bicycles and motorcycles going back and forth, and tractors occasionally appear.

Just looking at this road, Zhou Rong was a little surprised.

Although Xiaoheishan Village is near the provincial road, it is not connected to the provincial road, and there is no national road passing by. Naturally, it is impossible to have such a spacious asphalt road.

Not only the road surface has been changed, but even the route has been changed. The original 20 miles has been shortened to the current [-] miles, but fortunately, the direction has not changed in general.

Not long after, Xiaoheishan Village appeared in the eyes of the mother and daughter.

"This is Xiaoheishan Village?" Although Li Suhua had already heard about the current appearance of Xiaoheishan Village, Zhou Rong couldn't hide her shock when she saw it with her own eyes.

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Wang Zhong just came back from the magazine office. With the recent opening of the market in other provinces, the Great Desolation Martial Arts Mythology magazine has officially launched in many regions of the country at the same time. The sales volume of the magazine has increased exponentially, and the entire magazine office is busy.

The first physical books of "The Great Wilderness" and "The Romance of the Dragon and Snake" were also officially published and landed on the national market. Once they were released, they caused a sensation, and book fans rushed to buy them.

However, within three days, the total sales volume of the first volume of the two books exceeded one million. This news directly shocked the entire magazine.

Maybe Wang Zhong is not very good at other things, but when it comes to public opinion, he has never eaten pork, but has always seen pigs run away. Wang Zhong immediately asked Shao Jingwen to publish the news in major newspapers. The theme is: sales exceeded one million in three days .

Once published, it caused quite a stir in the literary world.

It also further stimulated the market.

A week later, the sales of the first volume of the two books broke 300 million in the first week.

How could Wang Zhong miss such a good publicity opportunity.

The popularity of a work is not only related to the quality of the work, but also closely related to the means and methods of marketing.

If this were placed in the real world, Wang Zhong's method would be extremely crude, without any technical content at all, and it would be left over from other people's use.

But at this time, this method is still very novel.

Speaking of which, Wang Zhong felt a little guilty.

On the sofa, Wang Zhong was leaning on the sofa, with his feet on the coffee table, lying on his back with his eyes closed. Zhou Ling stood obediently behind Wang Zhong, and lightly touched Wang Zhong's head with skillful techniques. Press lightly.

"Dad has been working all day, he must have worked hard!"

The corners of Wang Zhong's mouth raised slightly, his eyes were still closed, enjoying the considerate service from the little padded jacket.

"Father, are you comfortable? Do you want to focus more on strength?" Zhou Ling asked caringly.

"Okay, the strength is very good!"

"Father, you see I've been pressing for you for so long, can you promise me something!" Pressing and pressing, Zhou Ling moved closer to Wang Zhong's ear and said coquettishly.

"Let's talk, what's the purpose?" Wang Zhong said calmly with his eyes still closed.

"I want one hundred copies of "The Romance of the Dragon and Snake" signed by you." Zhou Ling's face was full of smiles.

"One hundred copies?" Wang Zhong was so frightened by this girl that he bounced off the sofa.

"Why do you want so much?"

Now is not the future, the signing event is in its infancy, Wang Zhong has always been lazy, how could he make such a troublesome thing about the signing event.

Some books signed by Wang Zhong will be given to old readers, good friends, and a very small number of lucky people who have jumped out of the letters sent to the magazine will receive books signed by Wang Zhong .

"Is it useful?" Zhou Ling continued to shake Wang Zhong's hand coquettishly.

"Don't even think about a hundred books, at most ten books!" As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, Zhou Ling jumped up excitedly: "Ten books are ten books. It's an agreement, but don't cheat."

As he said that, he immediately let go of the hand that was massaging Wang Zhong, and walked away bouncing around. After a while, he saw this girl walking over with ten brand-new "Romance of the Dragon and Snake".

Putting the book on the coffee table, took out Wang Zhong's pen from his pocket, held it in both hands, and said happily, "Dear Mr. Chongwen, please?"

Wang Zhong looked at her angrily: "Cooperating with you, you are here with me to lower the price!"

"Then you just sat on the floor and paid back the money! I agreed too!" Zhou Ling said strangely: "Now we have the same opinion and successfully reached a cooperation."

"Where did I learn this? It's a routine, even my own father's routine." Although he said so, Wang Zhong's hands were not slow. He took the pen, opened the cover of the book, and flowed smoothly. General signed the pen name "Chongwen".

"Wait!" Wang Zhong was about to close the book, but Zhou Ling quickly reached out to stop Wang Zhong from walking eastward.

"Huh?" Wang Zhong glanced at the girl.

But she didn't seem to see it: "Write one more sentence: I hope Comrade Li Jianguo will succeed in his studies."

Looking at the girl's delicate appearance, Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly, and added this sentence.

So it's not over yet, I just heard Zhou Ling continue to say: "Every book has to be written like this, and the name of the person must be changed."

"I really can't help you."

If it was someone else, Wang Zhongli wouldn't bother to care about it, but his little cotton padded jacket would leak a little bit of air.

"It's time to eat!" Zheng Juan's voice came from the kitchen before Wang Zhong finished signing.

"Sign first, and then eat after signing." It seemed that Wang Zhong had run away and refused to admit it, and the little girl immediately urged him.

Wang Zhong looked at her and said, "You girl." In the end, he shook his head helplessly. It was only a matter of a few words, and there was no delay.

After finishing the last book, Wang Zhong tightened the pen cap and said angrily, "Let's do it!"

Zhou Ling had already been smiling. After hearing this, she bent slightly, smacked, and kissed Wang Zhong on the cheek: "Thank you, Dad! Dad is the best!"

After speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the ten new books and went straight back to the room.

"After putting it away, eat first, and then talk about the rest after eating, or I won't take it back."

"understood!"

Zhou Ling replied without looking back.

(End of this chapter)