Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 213 April Literature
Zhang Zhong had sent Fang Qiong an autographed book before because of Li Yan, but this time, Li Zhuo opened his mouth and asked for a complete set.

While lamenting that Li Zhuo is a person who values ​​sex more than friends, he agrees to this job.

If Li Zhuo really made it to the last step with Fang Qiong, Zhang Zhong really wanted to call his sister-in-law, even though he was nearly ten years older than Fang Qiong.

It's just that Li Zhuo's good deeds are approaching, but Zhang Zhong has suffered a disaster. On the way back from Li Zhuo's house, Hu Huifang looked at Zhang Chong in a strange way.

Zhang Chong walked in front and felt a chill on his back. Of course he knew what was going on. After all, Li Zhuo was in front of him when he talked about these things before. Let him fight alone.

This time I went to eat, the happiest thing is Peng Peng.

She was carrying a small schoolbag. She didn't know that she thought this girl was a good child who liked to study, but if she opened the schoolbag, she would find that there was no book in it, and it was filled with all kinds of snacks.

Li Yan bought them all for her, and also bought her a small pink piggy Mao Mao schoolbag, which was just right enough to hold snacks.

Pengpeng has several schoolbags, and there are two in the Little Pig Maomao series. The one Li Yan bought should be the latest model around Maomao.

The little girl held on tightly to the strap of her schoolbag, no matter how much Zhang Zhong coerced and lured her, she did not hand over her schoolbag.

After returning home, Pengpeng climbed up to the second floor of her cabin and hid her schoolbag in the cubicle on the second floor.

This girl is already territorial, and she won't even let Zhang Zhong go to her small cubicle.

Although Zhang Zhong didn't want her to eat so many snacks, he had no intention of breaking into her secret garden.

Although Pengpeng is small, she does need privacy.

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The next morning, Zhang Zhong was woken up again by the itch.

There is no feather duster at home now, so Peng Peng scratches her itch with the fendi little monster pendant that Zhang Zhong bought for her.

This little monster doll is only the size of a duck egg and has a fluffy body. Zhang Zhong bought it to hang on her schoolbag, and it cost six or seven thousand at the time. I didn't expect that Peng Peng would use this thing to poke Zhang Zhong's nostrils.

"Father, we've had breakfast, and we're going to climb the mountain after dinner." Pengpeng said with a smile while holding the little furry monster.

Last night, Pengpeng suddenly thought of climbing the mountain, but because they didn't have enough vacation balance, they had to settle for the next best thing. They were going to climb the Iris Mountain today.

Yuanwei Mountain is right in front of the house, and it can be reached within a few steps, and the mountain is not high, and it takes at most two or three hours to go up and down.

But there is a zoo in the mountain, and their itinerary today also includes a visit to the zoo.

Zhang Zhong got up from the bed, washed up and went to the dining room to eat. Peng Peng was carrying the schoolbag her aunt gave her yesterday, looking ready to go.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Zhang Zhong asked with a bowl in his hand.

Pengpeng shook his head and said, "I ate it just now, dad, hurry up and eat, auntie and the others are still waiting for us."

"Aunt?" Zhang Zhong was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, aunt and the others are going too."

"them?"

"Yes, there are also Uncle Zhuo and Auntie. Auntie is calling." Pengpeng's watch vibrated, and she quickly answered, "Auntie, my father is still eating, we have to wait a while."

Li Yan's voice came from the watch, "Okay, then we'll wait for you at the training center at the foot of the mountain, Pengpeng, tell your father."

"Dad is right here."

"Oh, okay, brother, come to the training center later, we'll wait for you here." These words were obviously addressed to Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong curled his lips, and said softly, "Okay, got it."

He didn't even need to judge Pengpeng, he knew it must be what she told her aunt and the others last night that she was going to climb the mountain today.

After eating quickly, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to the training center at the foot of the mountain.

After gathering, everyone walked along the road to the top of the mountain. From time to time, people looked in Zhang Zhong's direction.

Li Zhuo smiled and said, "You have a high exposure rate now, I think they all recognize you."

"Not necessarily, maybe it's looking at you."

"Hehe, it's also possible. I remember when we were in school, many little girls couldn't keep their eyes off us when walking on the road, hiss..." Li Zhuo was blowing on the cowhide, feeling the soft flesh on his waist being pinched.

In fact, Li Zhuo is not bragging. After all, he is 1.9 meters tall and looks good. In the past, many people would notice him when he was walking on the road at school.

Zhang Zhong is also good-looking and tall, but he is much inferior to Li Zhuo.

Several people were talking, when Zhang Zhong's cell phone rang suddenly, he looked at the caller ID, then handed Peng Peng's hand to Li Yan, "I'll answer the call first."

As he spoke, he walked a few steps to the side.

Because it was a call from Harvest Literature, he avoided Li Yan and the others.

"Hello, Editor Fang."

"Mr. Zhang, good morning, have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Chong said with a smile, "I've eaten, and I'm climbing a mountain."

"Ms. Zhang is really in a good mood. Unlike me, I want to lie in bed and not move when the weekend comes." Fang Qing greeted with a smile.

Zhang Zhong glanced at Pengpeng and the others who were walking in front, and didn't have time to greet her, so he asked directly, "Editor Fang called early in the morning, probably not just concerned about whether I had breakfast or not."

"It is true that I have something to tell Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, have you ever heard of the April Literature Award?" Fang Qing said.

April Literary Prize?Zhang Zhong seems to have some impressions, but only a few impressions, he doesn't know much about this award.

"I have a little impression, what's the matter?"

"It's good news. The April Literary Awards called me and said they want to talk to you." Fang Qing smiled.

The so-called chat is actually a routine of many literary awards, but it is just a meeting before the award, and it is necessary to make sure that there are no accidents in the award.

In other words, the April Literature Award was intended to be awarded to "Su Ai", so Fang Qing said it was good news.

But for Zhang Zhong, this wasn't good news. He said to Fang Qing, "Editor Fang, I'm afraid I can't agree to the meeting."

Fang Qing hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhang, although the April Literature Award is not as well-known as the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award, it is also a very important award in the field of serious literature. If you win this award, it will definitely strengthen your reputation in the literary world." position in the

"Editor Fang, thank you for your kindness, but I really can't agree to this matter." Zhang Zhong said firmly.

"Zhang..." Fang Qing seemed to want to say something more, but she stopped before she spoke, and finally said with a sigh, "Okay, Teacher Zhang, I understand, I'm sorry to bother you."

(End of this chapter)