Pengpeng said this with a smile, but Zhang Zhong felt a little distressed.
No matter how much love I can give her by myself, she is destined not to be with him all the time. She will have more and more friends, her own circle of friends, and her own life.
Only in this way will she grow up happily.
He held Pengpeng in his arms and asked, "Does Pengpeng only have Liu Minya as her friend in school?"
"No." Pengpeng shook his head and counted on his fingers, "There are also Fang Xinqi, Wang Qiqi, Li Jiabao... Oops, I don't have enough fingers. Dad, please lend me two."
Zhang Zhong smiled and put his hand in front of her, and she took Zhang Zhong's fingers and counted them.
Thirteen people were counted, which made Zhang Zhong very happy. It seemed that Pengpeng had made many friends during this period.
"Then you can often invite them to our home as guests."
"Really? Can I invite all of them to our house?" The little girl's eyes were bright, and she looked as if she was already imagining the scene of her friends coming to play at home.
But then she lowered her head and sighed, "Oh, my cabin is too small. If they all come here, they won't be able to fit it in."
Although she is young, she has a lot to worry about. She is already worried that her house is too small.
"It's okay. Our house will get bigger in a while. Then I will install a small train for you in the house and put a slide so that your children will have a place to play when they come."
"Little train?" Pengpeng tilted his head, not understanding what the little train was.
"It's the kind of small train that you can sit on and run back and forth. Haven't you ever played in an amusement park?"
What Zhang Zhong is talking about is the kind of tunnel train in an amusement park.
"But isn't that only found in amusement parks?"
Zhang Zhong scratched the tip of Pengpeng's nose, "Who told you that your home can't be an amusement park?"
"Hehe, is it true? Dad, I also want a Ferris wheel, is that okay?"
Pengpeng lay on Zhang Zhong's shoulder, looking in the direction of the Ferris wheel at the foot of Iris Mountain.
Zhang Zhong thought about it and found that it was a bit difficult to build a Ferris wheel at home, but it was not impossible to buy an amusement park.
But he didn't brag about it to his daughter. Instead, he said, "When daddy finishes the little train, you can invite your children over."
"Then Dad must make the train bigger, otherwise there will be too many children for me to sit on."
Little Train's matter won't be over for long. Although it will take some time for his physical manuscript fee to be paid, the copyright fee will come down immediately.
A total of 8 million, divided into 64%, Zhang Zhong can get 4.8 million.
After deducting the 14% tax, there are still more than 4.2 million left. After the money arrives in the account in two days, he can buy the house next door directly and wait until January for another payment.
After the royalties are paid, I can buy the apartment I live in now.
If you buy the set next to you now, you can decorate it immediately. Everything from small trains and slides are arranged.
He planned to go back and ask if the upper floor was sold. If not, when he had money, he could consider buying the upper floor as well.
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 building called Dafu Villa. The villa there only costs more than 6 million, which is quite cheap.
However, the living area there was relatively poor, and it was not convenient to buy groceries, so Zhang Zhong didn’t consider it.
If you could buy all six floors where you live now, it would actually be much better than a villa.
Of course, the price is also much higher.
But even if he wants to buy it, it will be something in the future, and now he only has enough money to buy one set.
During lunch, Zhang Zhong received a call from Liu Feng, inviting him to take Peng Peng to dinner in the evening.
Zhang Zhong originally wanted to refuse and just let Peng Peng go and he wouldn't go to eat. However, Liu Feng's attitude was very enthusiastic and it was difficult to resist the hospitality, so Zhang Zhong agreed.
After eating and sleeping for a while, Zhang Zhong sent Pengpeng to school, and he took a taxi to Nanhuai Film Academy.
After arriving at school, he called Shi Tao. Under the guidance of Shi Tao's phone call, he arrived at the school's complex building.
Shi Tao was reading in the library, so he gave Zhang Zhong a lecture pass and returned to the library.
After a quick meeting, Shi Tao was just as Zhang Zhong thought before. He was an old man in his sixties or seventies, with white hair on his head, but he was in good spirits and walked faster than young people.
Different from Shi Tao's turmoil, Zhang Zhong walked around the school for a while with his attendance certificate before going to the Theater, Film and Television Literature major of the Department of Literature.
When Zhang Zhong arrived, the teacher hadn't arrived yet, and there were more than a dozen people sitting sparsely inside the teacher's room.
He didn't know much about this class. He didn't know if there were only so many people in the class or if there were many absentees.
It's already 1:58 now, so everyone who wants to go to class should have already arrived.
But looking at the empty desks, even the teacher is not here. It is probably normal for students to be late.
Zhang Chongshi walked into the classroom, and the dozen students looked at him in surprise.
"Classmate, you are in the wrong classroom." A boy sitting in the front row said.
Zhang Zhong held up the lecture certificate hanging on his chest, said nothing, and found a place in the back row to sit down.
The boy who spoke just now scratched his head in confusion and asked the other person next to him, "What brand is that?"
The other person shook his head, "I don't know, but I guess he may be the teacher who came to attend the class."
"Damn it, it's not true. I just called him a classmate."
"What's the big deal? But if it's really the teacher attending the class, then Old Monster Yang is unlucky. He hasn't come yet. And those idiots in our class will definitely be called by name in this class... Forget it, I
Please be kind and let them know."
As he said this, he took out his cell phone and called in the class group.
[There is a teacher coming to attend this class, please hurry up and come to class, otherwise you will all die.]
[Real or false, you bitch, don’t lie about military information.]
【Sima who deceives people, don’t come and bring him down.】
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There was no book in Zhang Chong's hand. He sat in the classroom for several minutes. The class time had passed and the teacher hadn't even come yet.
However, many students came one after another. The classroom that originally had only a dozen people increased by twenty or thirty people in less than ten minutes.
What makes Zhang Zhong strange is that every student who comes to the classroom will glance around the classroom, then fix their eyes on him, and then show a happy expression.
Zhang Zhong secretly wondered, this class is really strange.