Chapter 367 I should be happy if you give me a novel as a gift
"Teacher Yang."
Li Anle casually put the watermelon on his desk. "I'll bring you a watermelon. It tastes pretty good."
Yang Shiqiang looked at the plump watermelon and couldn't laugh or cry. Are you bribing me?
"Sit down, Teacher Tang told me this afternoon, okay, I won three big prizes at once."
"well enough."
Li Anle smiled and said, "Why don't you be too humble and proud? It's quite difficult to be a human being. "Actually, I didn't expect to win the award so easily."
Well, Yang Shiqiang thinks it’s better not to talk about winning the award. If we continue talking, I’m afraid he won’t be able to sleep at night because he is envious.
"I have already informed Teacher Tang about your study progress."
Yang Shiqiang said with a smile. "I just didn't expect that you have already met Teacher Tang and Professor Huang. This will be easier. Teacher Tang has a good impression of you. You can follow Teacher Tang for a while. Professor Huang, if there is nothing wrong with you,
If you want, you can go over and take a class.”
"Um."
Li Anle nodded. "I know, Teacher Yang, thank you."
"okay."
Yang Shiqiang said, "First let's agree that you must go to the professional classes."
"Teacher Yang, don't worry."
If someone can't attend his class, he has to attend your class. Besides, Li Anle really has no intention of skipping class. If he doesn't attend your class, he still has to attend Teacher Tang's class. He might even be wooed by Professor Huang to engage in micro-management.
As for computers, there is no future. In two years they will be PCs.
"By the way, I'll take over the matter of your subsidy. Teacher Zhao will go abroad in the second half of the year."
Yang Shiqiang said, "It will take several months of training, and there is no time during this period."
The highest-end scholarship is more than 20 yuan, and almost everyone has living allowances. There is no explanation for the previously promised subsidies. Now that Teacher Zhao wants to train again, it seems a bit like cheating.
"Don't be emotional. I'll discuss the subsidy with Teacher Zhao."
Yang Shiqiang said. "You can appoint an honorary consultant to the pig farm and give you a monthly subsidy. In this case, it won't be easy for others to say anything. You have time to take a look. If you don't have time, forget it."
"Pig farm consultant?"
Good guy, Li Anle was speechless. Now that he has come around, okay, just give him a subsidy. "Teacher Yang, I listen to you."
"And if you have any ideas about the pig farm, feel free to mention it. You are an expert in this field. If the pig farm develops well, we can eat more meat, right?"
Li Anle nodded, it's true, there is still pig raising, luckily it's just in name.
"Teacher Yang, if I have nothing else to do, I will go back."
"Go back, remember to take the exam next week."
"By the way, take the watermelon back."
"Teacher Yang, look at me. I came here and mentioned how hard it was all the way. Please let me take it back again..."
Seeing Li Anle crying, Yang Shiqiang sighed. "I won't do this next time."
"sure."
"Try it, it's really sweet."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Shiqiang to say anything else, he took a puff of cigarette and ran away. Yang Shiqiang shook his head slightly. This kid is not old, but he is very mature. He is still playing tricks on himself. "Slutty, but that's not surprising. He has been exposed to society early."
Although he is young, he can bring out two advanced units, which is not easy.
Li Anle came out of the office and walked towards the dormitory humming a tune.
"Li Anle."
"Hey, Senior Sister Yao."
Li Anle looked up and it was Yao Ling. "Everything is done."
"It's done."
"The exam is next week, don't forget it."
"I won't forget it, thank you, senior sister."
Li Anle and Yao Ling chatted for a while and watched Yao Ling go back to the dormitory building. Li Anle turned and walked towards his dormitory.
Back in the dormitory, Li Anle cut the watermelon and invited several roommates in the dormitory to try it.
"Don't tell me it's so sweet."
"Classmate Anle, where did you buy it?"
Mao Bin said, "I'll buy one later."
"I met you on the road."
Li Anle said heartily, buy a hammer.
"It's a pity."
The exercise continued on Monday and arrived at the place on time at 6:30. Li Anle wondered when he would get up early. After the exercise, he had a simple breakfast and everyone went to recite English. They were very enthusiastic about learning.
Most of the time he ran to class, reciting English words while running. Unexpectedly, Li Anle was a little late and almost escaped criticism. "Classmate Li Anle, you are the class committee, and the study committee member must take the lead."
Good guy, I just ate one more steamed bun and delayed the meeting. I can't study for twenty hours in a twenty-four hour day. No, I really need to study for twenty hours. "Hey, study committee member, can you not be a member?"
It’s too difficult. After a day of studying, I feel hungry and tired. No wonder I don’t use more than 30 kilograms of food stamps. I can’t bring the national food stamps and exchange them for some on-campus food stamps.
"Brother Jiang."
"Want some?"
Li Anle took out some peach cakes and put them on the mat. He didn't have anything to eat at night. He studied until nine or ten o'clock, and his stomach growled with hunger.
"No, thank you, Classmate Anle."
"Come on, you're welcome."
He gave a piece to Li Jiang, Chen Jianwu also gave it to Ding Yimin, Mao Bin and Li Anle. "I went out and bought some the day before yesterday. You're welcome."
“The school’s food stamps are not enough for us to eat.”
"yes."
Chen Jianwu sighed. Needless to say, Li Jiang came from a military background. Even ten or twenty pounds a month might not be enough. "Squad leader, how about you think of a way so that you can't be hungry every day and come back from studying at night?"
I’m really hungry.”
"There's no late night snacks in the cafeteria."
It's not easy to buy a steamed bun or something, put it in your pocket, and eat it coldly. Who can bear it?
"Drink more water."
"You won't be hungry when you're full."
Chen Jianwu said in a low voice, "Good guy, monitor, you are awesome, I should just buy steamed buns and stuff them in my pocket. The school is really bad now, there is no midnight snack, I am very hungry when I study very late, and I have nowhere to spend the food stamps."
"Why did you come back?"
"Look, it's a good thing."
"What the hell?"
Li Anle looked at Mao Bin and took out a dozen handouts printed with ink. What else did he think?
"This is not a handout, this is a novel!"
"yes."
Mao Bin whispered, "Foreign science fiction novels written about our computers are quite exciting."
Damn it, Mr. Tang, you are going too far. This is my novel. You print and steal it so unscrupulously without considering the feelings of the original author.
"It's not bad."
Chen Jianwu and Li Jiang also looked over and saw that the English and translation of the novel were printed correspondingly. Although it was not very clear, they could still see clearly. "It's good. You can learn English by comparing it with the original text."
"Where did it come from?"
"There is a student from Tsinghua University in the next class."
A native of Tsinghua University, no wonder he can get it, maybe his father or grandfather is a professor or something like that, Li Anle Digu.
"I bought it for a dollar."
Well, relying on this to make money is like cutting my flesh. Li Anle was itching with hatred. It was so bad and immoral. The four roommates in the dormitory in question watched it with gusto. "Monitor, please turn off the lights.
Isn’t it time to take a rest?”
"Read it for a while." The flashlight is just for reading. It's such a waste.
Yes, you see, Li Anle plans to take a rest early, but he also has to go to the Xueba Space to study for ten hours. This study is comparable to the senior year of high school in later generations, it is too uncomfortable.
I was most speechless. At night, when Li Anle fell asleep, he vaguely heard someone's stomach growling. He was probably hungry.
It's really not easy for the monitor and Brother Jiang to have enough food and study so hard. They are afraid that their family situation is not very good and they are not willing to spend money to buy food stamps, so they can only eat until they are 50% or 60% full.
.
Although Li Anle brought some national food stamps and was not short of money, he could not help the two of them. After all, they were neither relatives nor friends, and the other two would not accept such help.
"Never mind, go to bed." Although I was full after dinner and could study in the evening, I was still a little hungry.
As soon as the morning exercises ended the next morning, Li Anle went straight to the cafeteria because he was so hungry.
"Li Anle, wait a minute."
Han Rongrong ran up. "Why are you running so fast?"
"eat."
"Hurry up, I'm starving to death."
Li Anle is really hungry. At night, he studied the Xueba system for more than ten hours and signed in for glory points. There is no other way. Now he can only earn glory points by signing in. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. You must know that learning the Xueba system actually requires a lot of effort.
Energy consuming.
I went out to do exercises again this morning, and I was very hungry. I came to the cafeteria and asked for half a catty of steamed buns. The steamed buns made of half a catty of noodles were better. I also had another porridge. I didn’t ask for pickles, but I brought them myself.
Beef sauce.
There are also hot and sour radish, these are good things. After eating, I quickly found a place to squat down and took out the beef sauce and sour radish from my backpack. "It smells so good."
"It smells good."
"I forgot to bring the chili oil."
"Let's just eat it."
Li Anle broke open the steamed buns and smeared them with beef sauce, then added two pieces of spicy and sour radish slices. It tasted delicious after one bite. It would be better to eat three big steamed buns in a row. "Would you like to try it?"
"By the way, I have beef sauce somewhere else. I've been so busy these past two days that I forgot to send it to you."
Li Anle said, "By the way, has the bicycle arrived?"
"It was delivered yesterday evening. This is what I just wanted to tell you."
Han Rongrong followed Li Anle's example and touched the beef sauce and added two hot and sour radish slices. After one bite, it was really delicious. "It's delicious. After school is over in a while, I'll go get the beef sauce with you."
"Well, I'll give you two bottles and give my cousin two bottles."
"By the way, would you like chili oil and pickled radish?"
"Yes."
Han Rongrong said. "Yesterday, my mother gave me two cans of meat floss. I will give you one can later."
"Pork floss, such a good thing."
"of course."
Han Rongrong said and took out another book. "A gift for you."
"Book?"
"You must like it."
Li Anle took it and took a look, dumbfounded. "Why don't you like it?"
"I like it. I like it."
This is not the illustrated version of Transformers, I drew this picture myself.
"This book is selling very well on Hong Kong Island."
Han Rongrong said, "However, I don't like it very much."
"I think it's okay." Li Anle said softly.
"No connotation."
"You can't say that. This is science fiction, and it has some connotations."
"cut."
Han Rongrong curled his lips. "I've seen it all. They wear science fiction skins and fight and kill. Only boys like you like it."
"hehe."
Li Anle said heartily, this is called positioning. I didn't plan to write it for you little girls. I will write a few books about Dream of Red Mansions later. I remember reading Jiang Xun's book, which is very easy to like for little girls.
His mother liked it very much in his last life. He has also read this book and probably still remembers the contents. It will not be a big problem to write it down in detail.
"I think this author is very good. You can see that the illustrations are all drawn by himself."
"Weird looking."
"Classmate Han Rongrong, you are jealous. You must be jealous."
"Why do you keep saying good things about this book?"
"That's weird, don't you usually criticize everyone you read?" Han Rongrong stared at Li Anle with a strange look on his face.
"Haha, it's nothing." Li Anle said heartily, I wrote this myself.
"Peace."
"Sister, try the beef sauce, it tastes so good."
"Hey, what kind of book is this? An Li, Li An, An Le. Isn't this the name you usually use when writing telegrams? What a coincidence."
