The little writer in the love apartment

Chapter 244 Picking a token

Chapter 244 Picking a token

Meijia and Ziqiao were very excited when they saw that Lin Yi supported the token so much and respected the traditions of the Lu family.

Dali heard the words and said: "Well, since Lin Yi is so supportive, then let's send a token."

Lin Yi touched Dali's head and said, "Then choose a token."

Dali nodded, and started to open the phone to choose, but found that he didn't know what to give, and then saw a book "How to Save Yourself in a Disaster", and immediately placed an order, Dali hoped that Xiaobu could learn to save himself .

After placing the order, Dali saw that Lin Yi was not picking, so he asked Lin Yi: "Lin Yi, what are you going to give?"

Lin Yi said: "I'm going to make a core chip and insert it into the watch I gave Xiaobu. This chip can recognize the characteristics of the human body, so that I will know if it is Xiaobu when Xiaobu comes to the door."

vigorously:"!!!"

Lin Yi's idea is really great, is he really a genius scientist?
Seeing that everyone was choosing, Meijia was moved and said: "In fact, you don't need to spend so much money. As long as you are willing, when Xiaobu finds you, you can recognize Xiaobu."

"Damn, I should have said it earlier." Zhang Wei turned off the phone when he heard Mika's words.

Zhang Wei is very short of money recently, so save as much as you can.

It's just that Meijia didn't say anything, and everyone was picking gifts again, so Zhang Wei followed suit. Now that it's all right, Meijia actually spoke, so Zhang Wei can be stingy.

When the others heard Mika's words, they also put down their phones.

Zeng Xiaoxian said: "In fact, I can send my autographed photo to Xiaobu, so that I can recognize her directly in the future."

Zhan Bo said: "I think it's okay. It's also good to get Teacher Zeng's autographed photo for recognition, because no one will want Teacher Zeng's autographed photo. Xiao Xiaobu's is definitely a masterpiece!"

Zeng Xiao Xian:"???"

Co-author, you think my autographed photo is worthless.

I'm going to let Xiaobu take my autographed photo and sell it for money when he has no money. Since you said so, I'll change it.

Meijia was relieved to see that Zeng Xiaoxian didn't mention the autographed photo. Although Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photo may be the best token, because Xiaobu probably has Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photo in this world, but no matter how you look at it, it feels strange.

After Zhanbo finished speaking, he looked at Meijia and said, "I think I can write a poem for Xiaobu, which is the one and only one I had back then."

Mika: "???"

I don't think it will work.

"Brother Zhanbo, do you know how to write poetry?" Zhao Haitang became interested when he heard Zhanbo's words, and unexpectedly met someone of the same kind.

"What genre of poetry do you write? We can discuss it." Zhao Haitang said.

As a poetry lover, Zhao Haitang likes to discuss with his colleagues the most.

Seeing Zhao Haitang's excited face, Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't bear to say: "Zhao Haitang, you'd better not expect too much, the poems written by Zhanbo are not quite what you think."

Zhao Haitang: "???"

What's the meaning?Is this looking down on me, someone Zhao?

I, Zhao, have a deep knowledge of poetry, no matter what kind of poetry I know.

Is there anything else he hasn't seen?
impossible!
Zhao Haitang looked at Zhanbo: "Brother Zhanbo, read the poem you wrote, and let me understand it."

"Okay." Zhan Bo was very happy to see that someone liked his poems.

Finally saw a person with taste.

This is his masterpiece.

Under Zhao Haitang's gaze, Zhan Bo coughed twice, looked up at the sky, and said affectionately: "I'm afraid, I will always be that lonely root number three.

Three itself is such a wonderful number, why is my three hiding under that ugly square?

How I wish I was a nine, because nine only needs a little calculation to get rid of this cruel fate.

I know myself"

Zhao Haitang: "???"

This poem is indeed a bit special, what is the root number three?
Why is there a mathematical formula in a poem?
Zhao Haitang knew that he underestimated Zhanbo, he could indeed write poems that he didn't understand.

Thinking of this, Zhao Haitang cupped his fists at Zhan Bo: "Excuse me!"

Zhanbo: "???"

I haven't finished reading yet, is my poem so bad?Even Zhao Haitang didn't finish listening, so he just refused to listen?
Dali said, "I think this poem is not bad."

Zhanbo: "."

I don't need your evaluation. You are an authentic science student, and you don't have the philosophy of a liberal arts student. If you think it's good, it means there must be something wrong with it.

The frustrated Zhanbo decided to give up the idea of ​​writing poems for Xiaobu.

Seeing that Zhanbo was also silent, Meijia breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she looked at Zhao Haitang: "You don't want to send little cloth poems, do you?"

Zhao Haitang shook his head: "I'm going to give my new novel to Xiao Xiaobu."

Mika: "???"

Are you all devils?
Why give away your scariest thing?

Lin Yi looked at Zhao Haitang: "Aren't you going to throw Dad away from me again and give it to Xiaobu?"

This book is definitely a nightmare level existence!
Dali said: "If you are like this, Xiaobu will be afraid of you."

"This little book is too dark, Xiaobu probably thinks Zhao Haitang is a pervert." Yifei said.

"You misunderstood."

Zhao Haitang coughed, stroked his bangs, and said, "I wanted to tell you guys in a few days, but since you already know, I'll just talk about it.

The editor-in-chief of a well-known literary magazine saw my novel, and my father threw me again. They said they saw the shadow of Marquez's magic realism in it.

He thought I had great potential and asked me to write a novel. "

The more Zhao Haitang talked, the happier he became. He said, "I'm going to give my new novel to Xiaobu!"

Lin Yi looked at Dali suspiciously: "Did we ask this?"

"We didn't." Dali said bluntly.

Zhao Haitang: "???"

Is this the point?
Shouldn't the point be that I was spotted by the magazine, that I'm going to become famous, and then give the first novel after becoming famous to Xiao Xiaobu?

"Hey, that's not the point, the point is that I'm going to get angry."

Zhao Haitang straightened his back and glanced around: "In the future, this will become my celebrity's former residence.

By the way, I have already taken my photo to print, and I will sign it for you when the time comes, one for each person, and putting it in the bedroom will definitely improve the style of the bedroom! "

After Zhao Haitang finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows like Zeng Xiaoxian.

Yifei said: "I don't think it's important that Kigeti doesn't get promoted, but the most important thing is to ward off evil spirits."

Zhao Haitang: "???"

No, am I not handsome?Why do you say that my photos ward off evil spirits?

Zeng Xiaoxian patted Zhao Haitang's shoulder sympathetically, thinking that my brother Xian's photo was also said to ward off evil spirits, I understand how you feel.

After listening to Zhao Haitang's words, Zhang Wei said, "Zhao Haitang, which magazine are you talking about? I always feel that something is wrong."

The content of Dad throwing me again is so sandy, how could it be taken by others?

Zhao Haitang said: "It's called Serious Magazine."

(End of this chapter)

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