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Chapter Thirty-Nine My Brother Is Awesome

Soon someone noticed V's appearance, and the trend in the comment area suddenly changed.

[Whoever questioned me for being in a vegetative state just now, come out and apologize. 】

[Come on, you screamed the loudest just now, and I am the only one who firmly believes in it.]

[Everyone upstairs is so shameless—Zhang Dada, do you need a girlfriend? Someone in her twenties with long hairy legs.]

When he saw the last comment, Zhang Zhong shuddered. It couldn't just be because of his leg hair, but also the words "Zhang Da Da".

However, he did not protest. Netizens love to be lively. Maybe if he shouts like this, the words "Zhang Dada" will accompany him throughout his life.

No matter which world he is in, netizens are always very funny. When he was on Earth, he would occasionally watch the news. Netizens seemed to like calling his subordinates "dad."

At this moment, the number of fans of "Writer Zhang Qianli" has increased a lot, and there are already several hundred. This is due to the statement he posted on Provocative Literature.

After chatting with netizens for a while, Zhang Zhong looked at the time and saw that it was already four o'clock. Pengpeng got out of school at four-thirty and he was going to pick her up now.

After picking up Pengpeng, I went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu was also buying groceries and saw Zhang Zhong stuffing a bag of ribs into his hand.

"Go back and make some soup for Pengpeng."

After saying that, Aunt Wu left. Zhang Zhong stood there with the ribs in a mess. He always felt that something was wrong with Aunt Wu. Could it be... Zhang Zhong shook his head. It was not logical. Aunt Wu was so open-minded? He and Li Yan were different.

He is nearly ten years old, and he also has a child.

When Zhang Zhong brought Pengpeng home, the old couple were already at home.

"What food did you buy?"

Hu Huifang took the bag from Zhang Zhong's hand and frowned, "Why did you buy so much? There are vegetarian dishes in the refrigerator, and a piece of Erdao Pork. You bought the ribs and are preparing to braise them?"

"Stew some soup for Pengpeng to drink."

"Since you want to make soup, you should buy it early. You can also put the ribs on the stove to stew at home early."

"I met Aunt Wu on the way and she gave me the ribs."

"Aiying, why are you so polite? Lao Zhang, you came to take a look and bought these ribs. Our family already has enough love for her, why is this so embarrassing, and so do you, son, so you just take it if she wants to give it to you?"

"

Zhang Zhong scratched his head, and his father stood up in time and said, "Oh, it's my sincerity to send you ribs. I just need to find an opportunity to exchange this favor in the future."

"The hardest thing to repay is a favor..." Mom mumbled and took the dishes into the kitchen, followed by dad.

"Oh, by the way, the teacher in Pengpeng's class group has sent homework. You can take a look at my phone and complete the homework with Pengpeng."

As soon as Zhang Zhong put Pengpeng's schoolbag on the sofa, Hu Huifang said in the kitchen.

Pengpeng was quite happy to come home from school, but when she heard about homework, her little mouth immediately became deflated.

"Dad, I want to watch cartoons. Piggy's fur is about to be released. Can I do my homework later?"

Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "Read it after you finish writing. Let me see what homework you have first."

When he thought about it, how much homework could the middle class in kindergarten have? He would probably finish it in a while.

But when he looked at it on Hu Huifang's mobile phone, he was stunned. Is this homework for a four-and-a-half-year-old child?

There were seven or eight items in total, one of which was actually a page of copying the letter a.

A four-and-a-half-year-old child can't hold a pen very well. She was asked to write a page of letters and had several other assignments.

Zhang Zhong is not an education expert, but he feels that this workload is a bit too much for a four-year-old child.

He looked at the homework list and chose two homework assignments from the handicraft class and one from the art class and took Pengpeng to complete them. As for copying letters, he only asked her to write two lines.

Pengpeng obviously has a special liking for art homework. When he is painting, his eyes are big and bright, shining with concentration and excitement.

She didn't say she wanted to watch TV anymore. After finishing a painting, it was already time to finish her meal.

"Pengpeng, have you finished your homework?" Hu Huifang suddenly asked at the dinner table.

Pengpeng was putting rice into his mouth. When he heard grandma's question, his little head suddenly stopped, and then he looked at Zhang Zhong longingly.

Zhang Zhong said, "I've basically finished writing. Let her watch TV later."

When Pengpeng heard her father's words, she grinned. There was still some unchewed rice in her mouth, and her words were leaking, "Yeah, Pengpeng did an excellent job on his homework!"

"Just finish writing and have a good meal."

When Pengpeng went to take a bath, Zhang Zhong took out Pengpeng's homework and wrote down all the rest. Anyway, the teacher also said that parents should help their children complete their homework, and he really meant it.

Help”.

Pengpeng didn't see the little pig Maomao, but she did catch up with The Adventures of Rainbow Cat. The family of four sat neatly on the sofa and watched cartoons for an hour. By 8:30, Hu Huifang was holding her already

Pengpeng, who was asleep, returned to the room.

Zhang Zhong also had time to turn on his computer and log in to his Weiyu account.

As soon as it went online, a lot of messages popped up, including countless comments, countless reposts, and countless messages from new fans.

Without rushing to read the comments, Zhang Zhong took a look at the number of fans. It had increased from a few hundred in the afternoon to more than 50,000 in just half a day.

His only post has more than 10,000 comments and more than 20,000 retweets.

When "Chameleon" is reposted on Weiyu, others can repost it on Weiyu as they please. This is the rule of Weiyu.

That’s why Fang Xingkai said before that Zhang Zhong could agree to Huaxia Minbao’s forwarding request by email, or he could directly post it on Weibo, because permission is not required for forwarding Weiyu.

As long as the author has not set a ban on reposting, others can repost it without infringement.

The reason why there were so many comments and retweets suddenly was mainly because the official account of Huaxia Minbao forwarded this news at seven o'clock.

[Congratulations to Vegetarian for being flipped by the Chinese People's Daily.]

[Awesome, my brother, I didn’t expect to see your book in the Huaxia Minbao.]

【Huaxia Minbao knows the goods.】



These netizens all thought that Huaxia Minbao suddenly published Zhang Zhong’s brand, and they did not know the details.

However, there were also some newcomers who looked at several accounts that Zhang Zhong followed and probably guessed the truth of the matter.

Writer Zhang Qianli followed four accounts in total, one of which was Huaxia Minbao. It couldn't be such a coincidence. There was only one possibility. It should have been agreed in advance, so he created a new account and posted the first update.

"Chameleon".

But no one cares about this. What they care about is that novels that can be forwarded by Huaxia Minbao are of great significance.


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