Chapter 19: Old friends reunite

Gao Zhan lit the cigarette that was extinguished after just taking a sip in his hand, took a hard look, and the rich cigarette blew back and forth between his throat, and then sprayed it out of his nostrils. "Teacher Zhang, I really didn't expect that you were involved in online novels. In my opinion, those who are engaged in traditional literature seem to be very prejudiced to us writers who are engaged in online novels."

"No matter what article it is, as long as it can gain the recognition of readers, it is a good article." Zhang Haiyang said seriously: "I have read some works at the Origin. From the heart, I really admire the writers who write one million or even two or three million words of these actions. Don't think that I teach Chinese, I really can't write such super-long novels."

"Online novels have low requirements for text and do not require too gorgeous and exquisite text. They mainly rely on the plot to satisfy readers' reading pleasure. In this regard, there is still a certain difference from traditional literary creation." Gao Zhan communicated with Zhang Haiyang while smoking a cigarette.

"Well, Gao Zhan, you can see that you have a lot of experience in online novel creation. Commercial creation and pure literary creation cater to different reader groups. There must be some differences between the two. I heard that the writers at Original have a good income. You smoke the Furong King even if you smoke. It seems that you should be doing well at Original."

"Me? Hehe, it's far worse than those great gods who earn millions a year." Gao Zhan smiled embarrassedly, "But it's pretty good. He spends three or four hours writing tens of thousands of words every day, and tens of thousands of dollars a month."

"Okay! Gao Zhan, this income is much higher than that of us as teachers." Zhang Haiyang looked at Gao Zhan with a little surprise and smiled: "The white-collar workers in society may not be as much income as you. Tell the teacher how you thought of engaging in online novel creation."

"I used to like playing games and reading novels. Last year, I didn't even score 400 points in the college entrance examination. I was considered an old bookworm at the origin. After reading too much, I felt that I could try to write. I didn't expect that when I wrote it, I really liked it."

"Attention is all about learning, and everything is about to achieve articles. It seems that the ancients are really not bullying me!" Zhang Haiyang sighed and said with a smile: "According to your words, playing games and reading novels is not useless!"

"With the accumulation of reading, if you don't have a good literary foundation, you still can't write good works." Gao Zhan said sincerely: "I feel this way now. I am too lacking in writing skills. I used to listen to the teacher's writing class, but now I find that all the teachers teach are useful practical skills. Teacher Zhang, I hope you will teach more in the future."

"As long as you want to learn, no teacher will cherish his own secret skills." Zhang Haiyang dusted the ash on the glass ash on the desk and smiled: "Gao Zhan, you are a writer who has written millions of words. In this composition competition, the teacher who won the award will fall on you. Do you have confidence?"

"The teacher has a life, but the students dare not do their best to follow it." Gao Zhan replied readily.

At this time, Song Yanran walked in from outside and saw Gao Zhan sitting in front of Zhang Haiyang smoking, talking and laughing, almost suspected that he had walked into the wrong door. He blinked his eyes and looked carefully, that's right! Gao Zhan, this guy, actually dared to smoke in front of the head teacher. This guy seemed to be no ordinary student.

"Teacher Zhang, how to arrange the self-study class?" Song Yanran walked to Zhang Haiyang's desk and asked obediently.

"Organize everyone to do exercises!" Zhang Haiyang pondered for a while and replied.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang." After Song Yanran said that, she turned around and before leaving, she stared at Gao Zhan, who was sitting there, and was sucking in the mist.

Not to mention that Song Yanran was surprised that Gao Zhan was smoking in the office, in fact, other teachers in the third grade of high school were also a little depressed. Zhang Haiyang is usually very strict, so why would he sit with the students and chat and smoke? Could it be that this student has a background?

At this time, Zhang Haiyang opened the computer on his desk and skillfully entered the homepage of Origin Chinese.com, "Gao Zhan, which book did you write? The teacher will read it if you have time."

Gao Zhan felt a sudden sweat in his heart, "Teacher, my pen name at the origin is Panchi Gaofei."

Zhang Haiyang quickly found and clicked "Lucky Magic Swordsman" through the search point of origin, "Good guy, he has more than 8 million clicks, more than 500,000 recommendations, and the book review area is full of praise. Gao Zhan, it seems that your book is quite popular among readers at origin, and even the fans who are rewarded have four league leaders."

"When the teacher and I learn the basics and skills of writing, we will definitely be able to write a better work than this one." Seeing the praise from the head teacher Zhang Haiyang, Gao Zhan replied confidently.

"Gao Zhan, you have to take time to write novels every day. Will it affect your study?" Zhang Haiyang suddenly turned around and looked at Gao Zhan and asked intently.

"No, Teacher Zhang, I specially set up a timetable for myself for study and writing. After graduation last year, I studied at home for more than half a year, and I promised not to drag the whole class down." Gao Zhan replied confidently.

"You are already an adult, and the teacher believes in you." Zhang Haiyang said seriously: "I hope you can arrange your study and writing time. Of course, you must take care of your health."

"Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention."

"Although the teacher is also a smoker, the teacher still hopes that you can smoke less. After all, smoking is not good for people's health."

"Haha, try to do it." Gao Zhan smiled with a saliva: "I usually draw more when typing, but I still rarely draw normally."

"By the way, Gao Zhan, I heard you are in love?"

"Teacher, my girlfriend and I spend more time studying."

"Well, the teacher was young, but understanding does not mean supporting. You must be restrained in some things. You are still young now, and learning should be the first priority."

Gao Zhan seemed to understand what the class teacher was referring to, and thought in his heart that the head teacher was really different. He raised his hand and touched his head, and smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you, teacher, for reminding me, I must pay attention."

"Go back to the class, the teacher won't delay you."

Gao Zhan took out the bag of Furong King and threw it on the desk, "Goodbye, teacher." After that, he turned around and flashed.

"You weird little guy." Zhang Haiyang smiled and cursed as he looked at Gao Zhan's back.

"Teacher Zhang, who is this student?" The fat middle-aged female teacher sitting opposite Zhang Haiyang looked at Zhang Haiyang with a suspicion and confusion.

"The new student who is transferred to our class has a very good literary foundation. He has published works of more than one million words online." Zhang Haiyang replied with a smile.

"No matter how I think this student doesn't look like a student." The middle-aged female teacher shook her head and said.

"He is indeed mature and experienced than ordinary students, and has experience in working in society. He was the principal Guo who transferred to the class in a row. I guess he had some background at home." Zhang Haiyang took the Furong King on the table in his hand and pulled out one to ignite it, "Our principal Guo is quite snobbish!"

"Just just heard you talk, can this student earn tens of thousands of yuan in a month writing online?"

"It should be true. Look at the work he wrote on Origin Chinese.com, the recommended recommendations he clicked were very high."

"Original Chinese? What website is it?"

"The world's largest original portal. Teacher Hu, online novels have now developed into a new industry. We have to keep pace with the times. My student just now, after graduating from high school, was able to write novels of more than one million words and earn a good income. It's really not easy!"

"Teacher Zhang, I have to study and study the URL of Origin Chinese to my QQ."

It was said that the two Chinese teachers were studying the origin in the office. After Gao Zhan returned to the classroom, the bells had already ringed in the self-study class. The students in the class were all busy with their own disciplines, and the discipline was kept quite quiet. It seemed that the students in Class 4 were all honest.

Seeing Gao Zhan return to his seat, Song Yanran turned around and whispered: "Gao Zhan, you are so brave. You dare to smoke in front of the old class."

"Hehe, generally the third in the world." Gao Zhan smiled while he needed to find a set of math test papers from his desk.

"You must not be a student, what did you do before?" Song Yanran asked curiously.

"Second leader, why would I sit here to class if I am not a student?"

"Hmph, you guy must be a guy with a story. I've never heard of any student who dares to smoke in the grade office in a big way."

"Shh!" Gao Zhan stretched his index finger and made a sound ban in front of his mouth. "Second leader, it's class time now, please take responsibility."

"Little thing." Song Yanran gave Gao Zhan a blank look, turned around and ignored him. But after a minute, she turned around and asked in a low voice: "Gao Zhan, are your compositional achievements very good? Can you teach me?"

"Okay, no problem, everyone can communicate with each other when they have time." Gao Banting's head didn't raise his head and answered while solving math problems.

"You have to keep your word." Song Yanran no longer disturbed Gao Zhan's problem solving, and turned around and started studying hard.

The set of test papers done by Gao Zhan is a college entrance examination mock test paper produced by Beijing Haidian Middle School. The difficulty is very close to the real college entrance examination paper. After answering it all the way, he didn't even hear the bell ringing.

Until Bai Lu came and called him to go home together, Gao Zhanfang realized that school was over.

"Brother, how long will you do it?" Bai Lu asked in a soft voice, standing behind Gao Zhan.

"It's done right away." Gao Zhan looked up and saw that the classmates in the class were almost gone, leaving only two students on duty to sweep the floor to clean the classroom, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's done during self-study class." Bai Lu held her back with her backpack and reached out to press Gao Zhan's shoulders, "I've finished eating all the dishes in the refrigerator, and I have to go to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables later."

Gao Zhan was used to Bai Lu's massage for him as early as when he was in Baijia Village, but the two boys who were sweeping the floor in the classroom were so wide-eyed by Bai Lu's actions.

"Fuck me, it's unreasonable! Gao Zhan, you kid are so good at enjoying it, you actually asked the school belle to give you a massage."

"Bai Lummy, you spoil your boyfriend too much!"

It was like she completely ignored the two men with glasses in Gao Zhan’s class, and Bai Lu had no intention of paying attention to them. She kept Gao Zhan’s teachings in mind and did not talk to strangers.

After finishing the last analytical geometry problem, Gao Zhan stretched out his long and stretched his body, "Do it, get it home after school." As he said that, he turned his eyes to the two rotating classmates and smiled and said, "Brother, don't envy brother, brother is a legend."

"I'm Sun!" "Damn!" The two men with glasses gave Gao Zhan a middle finger bs at the same time.

Bai Lu helped Gao Zhan pack his schoolbag while laughing: "Brother, what dish do you want to eat tonight?"

"I won't make it at home today, let's go to the restaurant to eat." Gao Zhan held his schoolbag in his hand and took Bai Lu's little hand to walk out of the classroom. "I had a great time chatting with our class teacher today, so I have to celebrate."

"Your class teacher has talked to you? Didn't you make any mistakes?"

"How can you? Your brother, I made a big splash in class today, and let the old class look at me differently."

"Brother, can you tell me?"

"Of course." Gao Zhan smiled, so he roughly told Bai Lu about what happened in the afternoon.

"You can make a lot of money by writing novels online, high school compositions will definitely not be difficult for you." Bai Lu held Gao Zhan's arm, and his growing breasts were closer to Gao Zhan's left arm. The firm and soft feeling made Gao Zhan realize that Bai Lu's girl has become more and more like a big girl in the past six months.

He wanted to pull his arm out of Bai Lu's hand, but was afraid of causing Bai Lu's misunderstanding. In fact, he felt a little reluctant to let go of this ambiguous feeling. Gao Zhan slowed down his pace and said as he walked: "You can't say that either. There is still a big difference between composition and novels. I now find that high school Chinese is also very helpful for my writing."

"Brother, you have to study and write every day. I am really worried that you will be tired." Bai Lu said quietly.

"Don't worry, Lulu, my body is great!" Gao tilted his strong and strong chest and smiled, "Didn't you see me having an hour of morning exercise every morning?"

The two of them said and walked intimately, attracting many students on campus to point fingers and talk. Gao Zhan completely ignored this and came to the parking lot and asked Bai Lu to hold his schoolbag. Gao Zhan took out the car keys, first took out two helmets from the trunk of the car, handed one to Bai Lu, put it on himself, then opened the anti-theft lock, then inserted the key into the electric door lock, pushed his seat out of the parking station, stepped on the ignition and started the car.

Bai Lu put on her helmet and sat in the back seat, holding Gao Zhan's waist with her hands, "Brother, that's OK."

With the roar of the engine, the BMW r1200cl cruise motorcycle quickly left the campus.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Fengqi Community, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Gao Zhan drove the car to the edge of the green belt of the community, landed on the ground and parked the car. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Li Mingzhe's call.

"Leader, what instructions do you have?" Gao Zhan laughed and answered the phone.

"You little brat, have you been from school?"

"I'm leaving it, I'm almost at the doorstep."

"Come to the county government, I will invite you and your little Lulu tonight."

"Haha, I was just about to get off the restaurant today and got the call from Mr. Zhe. We'll have a free meal and arrive soon."

"Be careful on the road."

"Ok!" Gao Zhan put away his phone, turned his car, and drove towards Furong Avenue where Fengcheng County Government was located.

The motorcycle passed through Friendship Square and turned to Jianshe South Road. At the Furong Road intersection, it turned right and entered Furong Avenue with four lanes in both directions.

Fengcheng is an inland tourist city and its economy is not very developed. Gao Zhan and Bai Lu both wore school uniforms of No. 1 Middle School and drove a high-power motorcycle with a displacement of 1,200cl on the road, which was quite eye-catching.

At the intersection of Pagoda Road, Gao Zhan just parked the car. A black Audi A6 stopped silently in the driveway next to him. The glass of the car slowly descended, and it was Liu Yaxiong who drove.
To be continued...