Huang Ya came here this time and used both soft and hard tactics, but Ling Feng was still not bewitched by her.
Ling Feng would never cooperate with someone he didn't trust. At this moment, he felt that Huang Ya and the others made him feel insecure!
However, Ling Feng has no intention to care about this for the time being. He has now been expelled from this school. Along with Zhang Hai and Zhu Hao, they have also been expelled. Only Sun Yang, no one dares to touch him.
There is no doubt that Ling Feng can figure it out with his stinky feet. This must be the little trick used by Zhao Cong. Expulsion? Are you kidding! Thank God, I finally don’t have to go to school. Damn, do you think I’m serious?
He is a good boy who studies hard and makes progress every day!
Compared with Ling Feng's gloating, this Zhang Hai looked depressed. "Nima, I finally got a chance to be proud in the village. Now, alas, I have to go back and see that Chen Ergou's arrogant face again!
"
Ling Feng could understand Zhang Hai's mood. Although he had no interest in studying, he still wanted to gild himself. At least he wanted to wear a college student's coat, so that he wouldn't have to stay in the village.
It is used as a negative teaching material everywhere!
"Zhang Hai, if you really want to, I can send you to another school. There are no men here, only men here. In this world, as long as you have money, you can go to Tsinghua University and Peking University!" Ling Feng patted him.
his shoulders.
"Brother Feng, please stop making fun of me. If I'm like this, I guess even if I get in, I'll be expelled from the school in less than one semester!" Zhang Hai curled his lips.
"But I'm really unhappy with this Chen Ergou. Why is this Chen Ergou such a beast? I originally read a novel "Chen Ergou's Monster Life", but the Chen Ergou in it is comparable to
The second dog in our village makes me feel much more comfortable. I seem to have found a little bit of myself in him. But every time I see the second dog in our village, I want to hit a wall!"
"Zhang Hai, reading can't explain everything. You have to keep this in mind! The Chen Ergou in the book is a loser, and he can counterattack. And you, in front of the second dog in your village, you are also a loser.
What you have to do is to complete a diaosi counterattack in front of him. Tell everyone that although you have no education and no diploma, you can still use your own hands to fight for your own success. Put this famous school
The second bitch of a college student is completely trampled under his feet!"
"Brother Feng, I understand what you said! But, I have made so much money, what's the use? In the eyes of this Ergou, I am just a nouveau riche, a rich man. You also know
The people in our village are all uneducated fishermen. In their eyes, culture is something extraordinary. Money can’t even buy it. Those who can go to college are all Wenqu stars. No matter how much money you have,
, in their eyes, it is not as good as a university diploma." Zhang Hai expressed his bitterness.
Zhang Hai is illiterate, but he has an insatiable pursuit of culture.
This is also the most fervent desire in the hearts of the working people at the bottom of China. Knowledge can change their destiny. This sentence has been deeply buried in their hearts.
"If I can become a writer, live by my pen, and let others read the articles I write, then I can be proud and proud in the village." Zhang Hai raised his head and looked at the sky, dreaming.
Writers? In the eyes of Chinese people, writers are all sacred and literary stars. They have ink in their stomachs that others do not.
"real?"
"Yeah! But, as you know, I can barely recognize a few words. I'm far away from this dream!" Zhang Hai also knew his own strength.
"Sometimes, I really admire Zhu Caizi. He can actually sell his articles online and let others read the books he wrote..." Zhang Hai did not continue.
"It's easy to handle. Zhang Hai, as long as you make up your mind, as long as your dream is not extinguished by yourself. I can ask Zhu Hao to help you and help you become a writer. Become a cultural person and become a literary star in the hearts of people in your village!" Ling
Feng nodded and looked at him seriously.
"But me?"
"Don't worry, that boy Zhu Hao is not a master with a belly full of ink. Don't listen to him bragging all day long that he is a descendant of Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents. He is just trying to make a big flag out of a tiger's skin. He is now
In this circle, he is a very capable person. If you want to make someone famous, it shouldn't be a big problem!"
At this time, Zhu Hao, who had been packing up big and small bags, heard Ling Feng's words and immediately became unhappy, "Hey, Brother Feng, you don't have to belittle me behind my back like this, right? I don't know what's going on behind my back."
Speaking ill of others, is that unqualified behavior?"
Ling Feng turned around and looked at him, "I don't mind saying it again in front of you!"
"Damn, if I couldn't beat you, I would really want to fight you!" Zhu Hao was so angry that his teeth itched. "But I can ask my son to teach you a lesson!"
"Look, look, this is the Zhu Caizi you admire, Zhang Hai. He's just a coward!" Ling Feng shook his head and said with contempt.
"Brother Feng, don't be jealous. Zhang Hai admires me, are you jealous? After all, I am also a cultural person, and I make a living by selling words. That's not a writer. What is that?" Zhu Hao said proudly.
"Yeah! Guys who sit at home and write in front of the computer. Isn't this the definition of your group on the Internet now? To put it nicely, you are called Internet writers. To put it badly, you are just like selling yourself.
Those promiscuous women who seek wealth are the same!" Ling Feng really didn't regard this Zhu Hao as some kind of bullshit writer.
"Don't worry about this! Zhang Hai, do you want to learn writing from me?" Zhu Hao was thick-skinned enough and ignored Ling Feng directly.
"Yes, Brother Hao, I fucking admire you so much!" Zhang Hai nodded repeatedly.
"Well, it's fate that we can live in the same dormitory. It's even more fate that we can be expelled together. In this case, I will accept you as my fucking apprentice! As long as you strictly follow my requirements from now on
Although, I can't guarantee that you can reach my level. After all, talent is hereditary and cannot be changed. But, at least, I can make you achieve a little bit! You are worthy of the title of a writer!"
"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Hai was excited. "Come on, Master, I'll treat you to a massage!"
Ling Feng's head was full of black lines, "Damn it, no wonder the current writers in China are criticized as being worthless. They don't even have the moral integrity of a fucking literati, how shameful!"
"Brother Feng, you don't understand! Since ancient times, literati have been romantic, while talented people have been ruthless! If they are not romantic, how can they be worthy of the title of literati!" Zhu Hao said disapprovingly.
"Where are you planning to go to have fun!" Suddenly, Cheng Yiyi appeared from nowhere and said with a smile.