The next morning, on the way to school, Pengpeng suddenly raised his head and asked Zhang Zhong.
Zhang Zhong was a little surprised, "Why are you asking this?"
My daughter's concept of money is still somewhat vague, and she rarely asks how much things are worth.
"Teacher Jiang asked me yesterday how much I paid for the clothes. I don't know. I'm afraid she will ask me again today and I still won't be able to answer."
A trace of gloom appeared on Zhang Zhong's face. This teacher Jiang really didn't know what teacher ethics was at all.
It seems to be a normal thing to ask someone how much their clothes cost, but when the person is a child over four years old, it becomes a little abnormal.
When most people see a child wearing a beautiful dress, they will usually compliment it or ask who bought it for her. Basically, no one will directly ask the child how much it cost.
Jiang Yufang definitely did not do this unintentionally. Based on her previous deeds, Zhang Zhong probably knew that she was touching the bottom of his family.
Two days ago, he was still thinking about how to change Pengpeng's teacher with the least impact. Now it seems that the matter will be put on the agenda.
"If she asks you how much the dress costs again, just tell her you don't know and let her ask me. Remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. Why did Teacher Jiang ask me how much the skirt costs?"
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Because Teacher Jiang thinks you look good in a skirt, and she also wants to buy one, so she asked."
"Oh, but my skirts are so small. Teacher Jiang can't put them on. She's so big."
…
After Zhang Zhong sent Peng Peng off, he first went to Zhang Xingjun's shop and asked him to invite him to the group of parents of Peng Peng's class.
"Then if you go in, I will exit."
Zhang Zhong noticed that his father's expression seemed to be relieved.
"Why quit?"
"This group is boring. These parents are all vain. The messages they send are very conspicuous. Your mother is also in it. Just the two of you can be here."
"Okay then." Zhang Dian nodded.
Zhang Xingjun pulled the group together, Zhang Zhong entered the group, and Zhang Xingjun retreated from the group. It only took two or three minutes.
Seeing Zhang Zhong enter, some parents jumped out to say hello. Zhang Zhong glanced at it, changed his note to "Zhang Pengpeng's father", and then cut it out.
He didn't join the group to socialize with these parents. He mainly wanted to collect information about Jiang Yufang, otherwise it would be difficult for him to do it. To put it another way, if he really wants to write a letter to report, he must have evidence to support it, otherwise
Someone picked off a kindergarten teacher based on just one letter?
It would be best if Jiang Yufang took the initiative to come to him, so that things would be much simpler. He was considering whether to fish for law enforcement.
After thinking about it, I decided to wait for a while before enforcing fishing laws.
…
Fang Xingkai came over in the afternoon and the two signed the contract in person.
"Teacher Zhang, I have a heartfelt request." After signing the contract, Fang Xingkai felt relaxed and said to Zhang Zhong with a smile.
"What's up?"
Fang Xingkai said, "Do you think you can give me the entire manuscript of "Ten Little Indians" now? Let me take a sneak peek?"
"Okay." Zhang Zhong smiled. This is not an unkind invitation. In fact, it stands to reason that the electronic manuscript of the entire book should have been sent to them before signing the contract.
But they didn't ask for it before, so they didn't say anything about it.
"I'll send it to your email, and check back later."
Fang Xingkai beamed, "Okay."
In fact, it was a bit risky for them to sign this book. After all, they had only read a third of it, but it was also because Zhang Zhong's "Jieyou Grocery Store" was first, and this book "Ten Little Indian Boys" was really excellent, so although
Without seeing the full manuscript, Li Nan still chose to believe it.
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if the last two thirds lose a lot of color, the first third is already worth the price of admission.
Just like last time, Fang Xingkai came and left in a hurry. Before the tea he ordered at the shop had cooled down, he was already on his way back to the Magic City.
Zhang Zhong walked around the city, bought a new model of computer and equipped it with a better keyboard, and then returned home.
The new computer and new keyboard are naturally very different, and my eyes and fingers instantly relax a lot.
Opening the Agitational Literature website, I first found the homepage of "Jieyou Grocery Store".
Because it’s finished, there are a lot of book friends below spreading flowers.
【Finished spreading flowers, and finally no longer have to suffer the pain of updates.】
[It means there is no pressure at all. I resisted not reading this book as soon as I saw it. Finally, I waited until today to read it together. It’s so cool.]
【Is there a devil upstairs? It’s so scary!】
[I admire the guy upstairs who can be so cruel to himself. He is a person who does great things. 】
[He said that when he saw the end of the book, he laughed so hard that his mouth was crooked, and he still hasn’t recovered yet.]
【Am I the only one who feels a little lost? 】
[You are not the only one, but we don’t say it, haha.]
Zhang Zhong thought these book friends were quite funny. He nodded secretly and did not reply to them. He entered his writer's backend with a smile, clicked "New Work", filled in the title of the book "Ten Little Indian Boys", and published the first
chapter.
Three minutes later, a message came out in the background.
"Your work "It's an Indian Boy" has been reviewed."
Look, this is efficiency.
At this time, the book friends who were having a carnival in the comment area, as well as the book friends who had set Zhang Zhong as a special follower, saw a message at the same time.
“There is new news about the writer ‘Fifth Grade Vegetative’”
Of course, in addition to these book friends, there are also a group of readers who have seen the news about the new book.
On the home page of Provoking Literature, there is a small speaker, which is updated in real time just after the new book is reviewed.
"The fifth-grade vegetable novel "Ten Little Indian Boys" is here!"
In just a few minutes, the review section for new books was filled.
【What did I discover? New book?】
[This is too sudden, no warning at all?]
[What is the vegetative person doing? I just said not to suffer from his updates. What kind of fuss is happening now that a new book has been released? 】
[You can choose not to see it...]
【Do you think I am the ruthless person? 】
[I just want to know one thing, is this book updated stably? 】
[Boss, don’t follow other people’s style of online novels. I know you must have finished the manuscript, so please post it together soon.]
[Boss, please don’t mess with us.]
Zhang Zhong laughed when he saw these comments. As soon as the book was released, these guys were not in a hurry to read the book, but instead went to the comment area to complain.
He had no intention of replying to them. The reason why he read the comments was mainly to read his heart. It was impossible to reply. There were so many comments and it was too time-consuming.
In this way, the fact that the author of "Jieyou Grocery Store" released a new book was like a stone hitting the lake, causing a small splash.
As for the reputation of this book, it will take some time to see it.