Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 101 This class is really strange

Pengpeng said this with a smile, but Zhang Zhong felt a little distressed.

How much love can I give her alone, she is destined not to be by her side all the time, she will have more and more friends, have her own circle of friends, and have her own life.

Only in this way can she grow up happily.

He held Pengpeng in his arms and asked, "Is Liu Minya the only friend in school?"

"No." Pengpeng shook his head, counted with his fingers again, "Fang Xinqi, Wang Qiqi, Li Jiabao... Oh, I don't have enough fingers, Dad, please lend me two."

Zhang Zhong put his hand in front of her with a smile, and she counted on Zhang Zhong's fingers again.

Thirteen people were counted, which made Zhang Zhong very pleased. It seemed that Pengpeng had made many friends during this time.

"After that, you can often invite them to visit our house."

"Really? Can I invite all of them to our house?" The little girl's eyes were bright, and she seemed to be imagining the scene of her friends coming to play at home.

But then she lowered her head and sighed again, "Oh, my cabin is too small, if they all come, it won't be able to accommodate them."

She is not very old, but she has a lot to worry about. She is already worried that her house is too small.

"It's okay, our family will grow up after a while, and then I will install a small train and a slide for you at home, so that your children will have a place to play when they come."

"Little train?" Pengpeng tilted his head, not understanding what a little train is.

"It's the kind of little train that can run back and forth when you sit on it. Haven't you played in an amusement park?"

What Zhang Zhong was talking about was the tunnel train in the amusement park.

"But, isn't that only found in amusement parks?"

Zhang Zhong scratched the tip of Peng Peng's nose, "Who told you that your home can't be an amusement park?"

"Hee hee, really Dad, then I want a Ferris wheel, can I?"

Pengpeng lay on Zhang Zhong's shoulder, looking in the direction of the Ferris wheel at the foot of Yuanwei Mountain.

Zhang Zhong thought about it, it was a bit difficult to build a Ferris wheel at home, but it is not impossible to buy an amusement park.

But he didn't brag about it with his daughter, but said, "After Dad finishes the little train, you can invite your children over."

"Then dad must make the little train bigger, otherwise my children will be too many to sit on."

The matter of the little train will not be long. Although his physical manuscript fee will take some time, the copyright fee has come down directly.

A total of 800 million, divided into June 480th, Zhang Zhong can get [-] million.

After deducting the 14.00% tax, there are still more than 420 million left. After the money arrives in the account in two days, he can buy the house next to him directly. Buy the set you live in now.

The set next to it is bought now, and it can be decorated immediately, such as small trains and slides, all arranged.

He was going to go back and ask if the upper floor was sold. If not, he could consider buying the upper floor as well when he had money.

In fact, the money can be used to buy a villa on the west side of the park. He has learned before that there is a new real estate in Dafushanzhuang, which only costs more than 600 million yuan, which is quite cheap.

However, the living area over there is relatively poor, and it is inconvenient to buy groceries, so Zhang Zhong didn't consider it.

If you can buy all the six floors where you live now, it will actually be much better than the villa.

Of course, the price is also much higher.

But even if he wants to buy it, it will be a matter of the future, and now he only has enough money to buy a set.

During lunch, Zhang Zhong received a call from Liu Feng, inviting him to take Pengpeng to dinner at night.

Zhang Zhong wanted to refuse, and let Pengpeng go, so he wouldn't go to eat, but Liu Feng's attitude was very enthusiastic, and Zhang Zhong agreed.

After eating and sleeping for a while, Zhang Zhong sent Pengpeng to school, and he himself took a taxi to Nanhuai Film Academy.

After arriving at the school, he called Shi Tao, and guided by Shi Tao's phone, he arrived at the school complex.

Shi Tao was originally reading in the library, so he gave Zhang Chong a class certificate and returned to the library.

After a hasty meeting, Shi Tao was just as Zhang Chong had imagined, an old man in his 70s and [-]s, with white hair all over his head, but he was in good spirits and walked faster than young people.

Different from Shi Tao's turmoil, Zhang Zhong wandered around the school with his class certificate for a while, and then went to the place where the Department of Literature majored in drama, film and television literature.

When Zhang Zhong arrived, the teacher hadn't arrived yet, and there were more than a dozen people sitting sparsely inside the teacher.

He didn't know much about this class, and he didn't know if there were only so many people in the first place, or if there were many people absent from class.

It is already 58:[-], and everyone who needs to go to class should have come.

But looking at the empty desks, even the teacher didn't come, so it's probably normal for students to be late.

Zhang Zhongshi walked into the classroom, and the dozen or so students looked at him in surprise.

"Student, you went to the wrong classroom." A boy sitting in the front row said.

Zhang Zhong held up the lecture certificate hanging on his chest, but found a place in the back row and sat down without saying a word.

The boy who spoke just now scratched his head in confusion, and asked the other person next to him, "What brand is he?"

The other person shook his head, "I don't know, but I guess it might be the teacher who came to attend the class."

"Fuck, it's not true, I just called him a classmate."

"It's no big deal, but if it's really the teacher of the class, then Old Freak Yang is out of luck, he hasn't come yet. And those idiots in our class, this class must be called... Forget it, Lao Tzu Send out your kindness and give them a report."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and shouted in the class group.

[This class has a teacher coming to attend the class, so hurry up and come to the class, otherwise you will all die. 】

[Really, don't lie about military information, you bastard. 】

[Liar Sima, don't come and pull him down. 】

……

Zhang Zhong didn't have any books in his hands either. He sat in the classroom for several minutes, the class time had passed, and the teacher hadn't come yet.

However, many students came one after another. In less than 10 minutes, there were 30 to [-] more students in the classroom with only a dozen people.

What surprised Zhang Zhong was that every student who came to the classroom would take a glance in the classroom, then fix his eyes on him, and then even showed a happy expression.

Zhang Zhong secretly wondered, this class is really strange.

(End of this chapter)