Restart the Flying Age

　　 Facing her husband's inexplicable and puzzled, Tang Fang took a deep breath and tried to calm down first.

　　 "This matter, the amount of information is a bit large, let me stroke it first, and then tell you."

　　 Talking, Tang Fang found a letter from the room, as well as a stack of soulmates and family doctors.

　　As a language teacher, she has subscribed to many magazines. Among them, there are not many writers who can make her like, and the ones that make her remember her pen name are even more lackluster.

　　 But just a few months ago, a writer with the pen name "Sound of the Waves Still", known for his sharp writing and profound content, immediately attracted her attention.

　　 "Choice is More Important than Effort", with a unique perspective and a different approach. This makes the readers who are accustomed to the chicken soup text that emphasizes hard work suddenly have a clear understanding.

　　 Tang Fang immediately read it as a model essay in class and analyzed it.

　　 As for the story of a drop of honey, even Tang Fang himself has been pondering it for a long time. Only then did I get it in the classroom as a proposition composition to stimulate students' divergent thinking and enrich the depth and breadth of students' thinking.

　　 When the third and fourth articles appeared in the publication, Tang Fang finally couldn't restrain the strong sense of identity in his heart, and for the first time wrote a letter to "The Sound of the Waves Are Still".

　　 Just two days ago, she had just received a reply from the other party. The joy is beyond words.

　　 Unfolding the signature signature at the end of the reply letter, Tang Fang carefully compares it with the signature that was crossed out at the end of the report letter.

　　 Based on the Chinese teacher's keen judgment on the handwriting, she finally concluded that the two signatures were from the same person.

　　 "I didn't expect that, Lao Lu, the writer I have always admired turned out to be your student!"

　　 Lu Wei couldn't help laughing, and all the noodles came out of his nostrils.

　　 Tang Fang kicked him angrily, "As for you, laugh like this?"

　　 "Tell me who you admire?!" Lu Wei couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

　　 "What I value is his writing and talent! Even if he is a student, what does it matter?" Tang Fang looked confident, "There is no rule, the student's talent must be inferior to the teacher?"

　　Speaking, Tang Fang opened the magazines with articles about the sound of the waves one by one and put them in front of her husband.

　　 Lu Wei took a bald mouthful of noodles, his face was shocked: "Are these articles written by him?"

　　 "That's right!" Tang Fang was arrogant, "and they were all published within the last six months. Do you know what this means?"

　　 Lu Wei shook his head blankly.

　　 "This means that he is brilliant!" Tang Fang tutted: "Every article is a masterpiece, and I will never tire of reading it."

　　 "Are you really sure, these are all written by my students?" Lu Wei began to take it seriously.

　　 "It can't be wrong!" Tang Fang became more convinced, "Not only can I be sure that he is your student, but I can also be sure that this student is named Wu Tao!"

　　 said, and pointed out the three signatures to her husband.

　　 "Wu Tao, this year's senior high school entrance examination, right? The one with perfect score in composition?"

　　 "That's right." Lu Wei nodded, "His composition for the senior high school entrance examination is a perfect score, but I haven't heard that he has published so many articles."

　　 "That's right." Tang Fang patted the magazine, "All this makes sense! If he signs this letter, you can't ignore it."

　　 The amount of information on this matter is indeed a bit big.

　　 Lu Wei put half a bowl of noodles and stopped eating, and began to ponder this matter.

　　 This report letter was handed in by Zhao Li. Wu Tao and Zhao Li have a good relationship. The students in the class know this.

　　 Therefore, it is more reasonable and reasonable for Wu Tao to secretly support Zhao Li to report this matter.

　　 But the student who is usually warm and warm, does he really need to pay more attention to it?

　　 "No matter how famous he is a writer, he is my student first. He should always listen to me?"

　　 After saying this, Lu Wei himself did not have full confidence. After all, Wu Tao resolutely pushed him back on the issue of living on campus, and at the same time moved out of his relationship with the old man.

　　 said it now, hoping that his wife would give him some confidence.

However, Tang Fang shook his head without giving face, "Looking at the text is like looking at people. His pen is sharp and his point of view is unique. It shows that he is a person who can't rub the sand in his eyes, and he is very assertive. What you say, he thinks it is right. , He will naturally listen; if he thinks it is wrong, it is hard to say whether he will listen."

　　 For a while, Lu Wei's mind was a little confused.

"Furthermore, this matter can be big or small. In case it is not handled well, he will stabb you to the magazine and the media if he is unhappy. With his influence, Beijiang Middle School may be ashamed and thrown to grandma's house. It will be paid back then. Want to be selected as a national exemplary high school? Ha ha..."

　　 "Okay, I will do my best for this."

　　 "That, husband..."

　　 When he heard his wife's voice a little bit grotesque, Lu Wei froze for no reason, "What do you want to do?"

　　 "Can you tell Wu Tao well and ask him to sign me?"

　　 "……"

　　 The next day, read class early.

　　 Lu Wei appeared in the class, uncharacteristically early.

　　 visited around, walked to Zhao Li's side, and knocked on Wu Tao's desktop.

　　 Wu Tao followed him to the edge of the lawn outside the classroom and faced him with ease.

　　 Lu Wei looked at his own student and took two graduating classes. He had never seen such an enchanting student. To some extent ~www.novelmt.com~ such enchanted students are more difficult to deal with than mischievous ones.

　　 It’s just that a student is a student, and it is difficult for Lu Wei to treat him as an equal.

　　 "Have you written a lot of articles, published in some magazines?"

　　 "Not many, just a few articles."

　　 "You signed Zhao Li's report letter. But I still want to ask you, what do you think about Wang Yuejin?"

　　 Wu Tao lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, but his speech was extremely clear, "Since he has a bad teacher's morals, he needs to go back to the stove and retrain. Don't respond to us here. Seeing his face makes him sick."

　　 "I will respond to this truthfully. As for the final outcome, I can't control it." Lu Wei's tone was flat, except that he emphasized the word'truth.'

　　 "The female classmates who were victimized, will thank you."

　　 Lu Wei's face was black, and his thick hair could no longer ripple.

　　 "Well, the midterm exam is coming soon. I hope you don't get distracted and affect your academic performance because of messy things."

　　 "I know, I will try my best." In the face of his beating, Wu Tao was still neither humble nor overbearing.

　　 Lu Wei waved his hand, Wu Tao turned back to the classroom.

　　 Just after two steps, Lu Wei shouted again: "Wait, my wife is a Chinese teacher. He likes your article very much and wants you to sign her." He handed over a hardcover notebook.

　　 Wu Tao reached out and took it, "Since the teacher spoke up, let alone signing one name, even if it is a hundred, it’s okay."

　　Looking at his leaving back, Lu Wei thought to himself that some things refuted his face, but he made up for other things. This kind of skill is not the cunning of juveniles to please, but the wisdom of adults to avoid the heavy and light.

　　 is really not easy.