Chapter 228 Do you want to be a writer in the future?

Chapter 228 Do you want to be a writer in the future?

Chapter 228 Do you want to be a writer in the future?
Lu Yuanqiu groaned in grievance, and said, "If you put your hand on the back of my hand instead of on my arm, it would be more helpful to comfort me."

Hearing this, Bai Qingxia was immediately unhappy. She put her hand back on her desk and said nonchalantly: "It's just a nightmare, it's nothing, and..."

She looked at Lu Yuanqiu, lowered her eyes and accused him in a weak tone, "Don't do that again."

"What?" Lu Yuanqiu's voice suddenly became deep again.

Seeing his voice getting louder, Bai Qingxia quickly put her index finger to her lips and made a "hush" sound, frowned, and then gently touched her forehead with her finger, indicating that she had just "kissed the forehead".

"I'm just happy to see you and I can't help myself. How can you be so traditional at such a young age? Westerners even kiss each other on the cheek when they meet." Lu Yuanqiu disagreed.

Seeing how loud his voice was, Bai Qingxia wanted to cover his mouth with her hand.

She held the pen and muttered quietly: "No, it's just no..."

"Okay, okay, I got it, Grandma Bai."

Although Bai Qingxia was annoyed when she heard this address, she still did not refute. She probably felt that she was too conservative and followed too many rules.

The girl lowered her head, took out a plastic bag from her schoolbag, and handed it to Lu Yuanqiu.

"Have you had breakfast?" she asked.

Lu Yuanqiu looked down and found a bun inside, but it was cold now. He said "no" and took it without hesitation.

After working, Bai Qingxia had more money to live on, so she started eating breakfast.

She eats two buns every morning and goes to school to get boiled water to drink. She now receives the salary of two people every month, plus the monthly minimum living allowance, so she can receive about 1500 yuan a month for living expenses.

1500 yuan a month is enough for the living expenses of two people in a year as long as they are healthy and do not eat too much meat and fish.

Lu Yuanqiu was chewing the bun given by Bai Qingxia. Suddenly, he paused and thought of the day when Bai Qingxia was eating the bread he gave her in the supermarket warehouse after her rebirth.

The scene has a similar sense of déjà vu.

After the two of them became more or less familiar with each other, one time on the way home from evening self-study, Bai Qingxia couldn't wait to explain to him the ins and outs of stealing bread from the supermarket.

She seemed to really not want Lu Yuanqiu to have any misunderstandings about her.

That day, she had to use her monthly subsistence allowance to pay for the tuition and fees for her senior year of high school. However, the father and daughter had been hungry for several days as school was about to start. They had planned to hold out until school started so they could use the remaining money on the meal card. But that afternoon, Uncle Bai was crying and making a fuss at home because of hunger, and the noise was so loud that no matter what they did, they could not appease him. Sister Li was not at home and would not get off work until midnight.

She had no choice but to lock her father in the room and come out to do the thing she least wanted to do...

But in the end, because she didn't want Lu Yuanqiu to know about her father's condition, she ate all the bread herself in the warehouse.

The main reason why I cried was because when I was eating, I thought of my father who was locked in the room and hungry at the same time.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanqiu chewed the bun, and the movements of his mouth gradually became slower. He swallowed the bun dryly, turned his head, and found Bai Qingxia handed him boiled water in the lid of the thermos.

"Are you a little choked?" she asked from the side.

Lu Yuanqiu nodded, took the cup lid and drank it. The water was not hot, so she blew over it.

"Lu Yuanqiu." Liu Wei on the podium suddenly spoke.

Lu Yuanqiu turned around and threw the plastic bag into the trash can, while Bai Qingxia quickly took the lid and sat down in her seat.

Liu Wei didn't seem to be planning to blame him. This woman, who was the same age as Lu Yuanqiu, asked with a smile, "How many points do you plan to get in the Chinese composition test this time?"

Lu Yuanqiu responded cheekily: "That depends on the topic of the essay, hehe."

Liu Wei walked down from the stage and said, "Lucheng Evening News was published at 2 o'clock this afternoon, but I saw the content from the director in advance. I feel that you are quite talented in writing." Lu Yuanqiu raised his eyes and said, "I didn't write the article."

"I've heard from Director Ge that even though you didn't write the article, you gave it the central idea. What's the most important thing about an article? It's the connotation expressed by all the words."

"Only if this thing is impressive enough can the article have weight and be passed down from generation to generation. Just like those poets, their works are praised by later generations not because of the gorgeous words in them. So this time, you gave them the skeleton of Lucheng Evening News first, and then they could sew the flesh and blood together."

Liu Wei explained with a smile.

This Chinese teacher who has been teaching for six or seven years seems to be expressing his admiration for Lu Yuanqiu without reservation.

The students in the class looked over in surprise.

After hearing what Liu Wei said, they realized that the article that was about to be published in Lucheng Evening News actually had such a secret.

At this moment, even Zheng Yifeng, who was lying on his side, opened his eyes and looked towards Lu Yuanqiu.

Lu Yuanqiu stood in his position and smiled: "Okay."

Liu Wei: "Do you want to be a writer in the future?"

"That's not the case. It's just that I have a lot of personal experiences, so I can speak from my heart." Lu Yuanqiu waved his hands, being modest without any modesty at all.

Liu Wei immediately lost interest in talking to him and said coldly, "Sit down."

"Oh."

After a while after class, Zheng Yifeng raised his head from his seat, stood up and walked towards the classroom door with his cup of water.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a woman wearing a white down jacket and a white cotton skirt met him head-on.

Zheng Yifeng looked up and saw that it was Su Miaomiao. He silently moved aside, but unexpectedly Su Miaomiao also stepped back and moved aside.

The situation was static for a moment until Lu Yuanqiu's voice suddenly came from behind Zheng Yifeng.

"Make way, make way, don't get in the way, you're blocking us from getting water!"

Lu Yuanqiu took his cup, pushed Zheng Yifeng aside, and walked out. Bai Qingxia followed closely behind him holding the thermos cup. Lu Yuanqiu's words made her apologize to the two people at the door awkwardly: "Sorry..."

But Zheng Yifeng and Su Miaomiao ignored her. Bai Qingxia was halfway through her words when she looked strangely at the two people who were staring at each other at the door.

When they arrived at the corridor, Bai Qingxia trotted to catch up with Lu Yuanqiu, not forgetting to look back, with curiosity flashing in her eyes.

What's wrong with them?

Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and said, "Don't look at it. What does their flirting have to do with us?"

"Oh."

Hearing the girl's calm "Oh", Lu Yuanqiu stopped and looked at her in surprise. He asked, "Did you hear me right? I was talking about Zheng Yifeng and Teacher Su, and you just...oh?"

Bai Qingxia was stunned for a long time before she said, "Oh."

Lu Yuanqiu looked surprised, but didn't Bai Qingxia feel strange? Did she see it too?
Never mind, get some water...

At the classroom door, Zheng Yifeng walked out first with the cup in his hand without saying a word to Su Miaomiao.

(End of this chapter)