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Writing in the Republic of China (14)

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    Seeing Li Shuran crying miserably, Le Jing sighed in his heart.

    In fact, he was also responsible for this incident.

    He pretended that he didn't want to interfere with Li Shuran's life and let her make her own decision, but in the end it was just because he didn't care.  Although he liked Li Shuran, an innocent and gentle girl, and had already decided to fulfill the responsibility of taking care of her for Li Jingran, but it was impossible to say how deep his feelings for Li Shuran were.

    He will ensure that Li Shuran has a good material environment, and will also give her basic care and love, but that's all.  If it's a brother who really cares about his sister, when he hears that some bastard is pursuing his precious sister, he will be worried if not angry, and he will never take it lightly like Le Jing.

    Le Jing doesn't think he did something wrong, even now he doesn't feel that the relationship between him and Li Shuran is so close that he should take care of her life, but seeing the little girl crying so miserably because she thinks she has hurt him,  Le Jing's heart was still slightly loose, and he sighed: "This matter has nothing to do with you, you are just a victim. Evil people don't need a reason to do evil things, and good people don't need to feel guilty for the crimes of evil people.  the will of the wicked."

    Thinking back to the little girl holding her immature smiling face and crying and scolding herself as a troublesome woman, Le Jing's eyes were filled with sporadic smiles. This scene is really too joyful.

    But after laughing, he still warned Li Shuran earnestly: "The so-called beauty is just a despicable speech that men in the patriarchal society have used to shift responsibility to cover up their incompetence since ancient times. In order to avoid responsibility, the decline of the family and even the dynasty  It is an extremely irresponsible and despicable remark, I don't think that a few women would have such great energy in China's patriarchal society for thousands of years."

    If it is a cartoon now, Li Shuran's eyes may have turned into mosquito-repellent eyes.

    Le Jing smiled and shook his head, knowing that it was still too early to tell Li Shuran.

    He pondered for a while, and said to Li Shuran, who was in a state of anxiety, "You don't have to worry about that Nantang, brother has his own way to deal with him. Brother will ask you for leave these days, so you can study at home first." Let him have a good time.  This is Nantang.  To be able to completely offend their brother and sister at once, that person is also a talent.

    After listening to Le Jing's words, Li Shuran miraculously calmed down. She believed that since her brother said so, there must be a solution.  Although my brother said it was not her fault, but this time she did cause him trouble.

    When the bad guy came to invite her to dinner at first, she immediately and keenly sensed that he had bad intentions, so she always resisted his invitation.  The coachman suggested that she tell her brother about it, but she refused.  The two of them, brother and sister, have no one to rely on here in Beiping. The elder brother is sick and has to rush to earn money. She really shouldn't trouble her elder brother because of her own affairs.  Can't you take her away?  But who would have thought that the villain would be so obscene that he would target his elder brother, and also said such obscene and vicious words!

    Although her brother didn't blame her, she couldn't forgive herself.  It's because she is so useless, that's why she keeps causing trouble to her brother. She must study hard and become useful as soon as possible, and then it will be her turn to help brother

    It was the day when Yang Jinglun came to accept manuscripts once a week. This time he not only received the third article of "A Dog's Eye Sees a Man's Low", but also received several additional articles of different styles and themes. The one on the top is a  A short biography titled "The Strange Man in Nantang".

    Yang Jinglun:?  ?  ?

    Le Jing opened a pair of panda eyes, yawned, and looked exhausted, "Please help me transfer these small articles to other newspapers." In the past few days, he has completely unleashed all his potential and rushed to draft overnight  , Only then will these several articles be completed.  It is also thanks to Nantang being the prototype of the traitor in "A Dog's Eye Sees a Man's Low", he completed the draft with almost no effort, and only then did he have the time to make the "call" against Nantang.

    Yang Jinglun's complexion changed slightly, and he blurted out to ask: "Sir, is there anything dissatisfied with our newspaper office?" He suddenly thought of the scolding against Le Jing in the newspapers in the past few days, and thought he understood the reason.  A little ashamed, "This is because our newspaper office failed to protect Mr"

    "I'm not blaming you, just read the content of the article."

    These articles have different themes, different writing styles, and different pen names, but without exception, they are all written around Nantang.  Le Jing has learned a lot from studying Nantang's daily articles these days, and the bitter satire of Nantang in the article is also based on the content of Nantang's daily articles.

    &nbspThere is no fart eye in giving birth to a son!  "

    The wife put down the bowl and said: "People didn't say that. Even if you scold him, they will only say that you, Zheng Yiliang, a dignified university professor, is a newcomer to Porcelain, and you just added attention to that yellow-haired kid. This is what he wanted."  " She looked at Zheng Yiliang quietly: "You are also a good example of a teacher, can you stop swearing at your mother and speak more politely? Is it okay for your students to hear it?"

    Zheng Yiliang snorted coldly, of course he understood that what his wife said was reasonable, that's why he didn't start a scolding battle with that yellow-haired kid in the newspaper these few days, but it made him silent and really aggrieved.

    "Father! Daddy!" The eldest son ran into the house with a smile all over his face.

    Zheng Yiliang's face turned cold, and he reprimanded in a very strict father's style: "You are not young anymore, what kind of words are you being so reckless!" He was just about to scold his son and spit out his anger when his wife gave him another look.  , The words that came to his mouth were swallowed abruptly by him, he coughed, and asked with a straight face: "What's the matter?"

    "Father, you read the article in the newspaper, the night watchman scolded Nantang like a dog!"

    Upon hearing this, Zheng Yiliang immediately snatched the article from his son, his eyes hungrily patrolling the text, the more he looked at it, the more delighted he was.

    "In Dongying's sweet toilet, I am willing to be a happy maggot." The talkative master couldn't help but uttered aloud, happily patted the table, and Lao Huai comforted him: "Wonderful!"

    I didn't expect that the literary style of this night watchman could be so changeable. After breaking away from the seriousness and seriousness of "A Dog's Eyes See People Low", he wrote witty and satirical articles with great taste.  As for why he knew that these articles with different pseudonyms were written by the night watchman Nonsense, he is not stupid!  He and the night watchman were the only ones Nantang offended recently. Who else could have written these articles if they weren't written by the night watchman wearing a vest?

    Zheng Yiliang said happily: "Brother Night Watchman's words have really entered my heart! It's so fucking exciting! Enough man! I really want to meet him!"

    The wife sighed faintly, unable to understand how her husband, a man of culture, could speak like a bandit.

    Here Zheng Yiliang applauds Le Jing's article, while Nan Tang over there nearly flips the table in rage.

    Nantang's real name is Tang Nan, and he usually thinks he is a very civilized person, but this time he was written as a dirty and wretched person in the article by the night watchman. How can he not be shocked and angry?

    "Brother Tang, what happened? Did the newspaper say anything?"

    Tang Nan raised her eyes to meet the curious eyes of the young man, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, it's just a villain scolding me in the newspaper. I'm used to the so-called popularity."

    The young man nodded understandingly, "Before I went to Beijing, my father also said that Brother Tang is the most outstanding talent among the younger generation. He has also stayed abroad and has seen a lot. Let me learn more from Brother Tang this time.  !"

    "Uncle Meng loves you." Tang Nan's face brightened a little, and she put on airs and put on a pretentious lecture, "Although it is not as good as the schools in Dongying, the Kaiming Middle School is not bad. If you can get into there, you must study hard.  Only in this way can you not fall into the name of Fengtian Li Family."

    The young man is Li Jingran's half-brother, Li Jingliang nodded respectfully

    Le Jing didn't know at all that his stepmother's parents and sons had come to Peking to study, and they were getting mixed up with Nantang, a shit-stirring stick. At this time, he was busy checking letters from readers.

    Since the serialization of "A Dog's Eye Sees People Low", many letters from readers have been sent to the editorial department. After Yang Jinglun helped him organize them, he handed some of the more representative letters to Le Jing.  Lejing not only needs to read, but also needs to reply to readers.

    After writing several official replies such as "Thank you for liking my article", Le Jing opened a special letter.

    The sender is a prostitute.

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    The second revision was locked: the content of the article is fine, because the words were marked black and locked by the review.  I really don't understand how much hatred the review has against me I'm sorry, the author of your follow-up article is a chatterbox, I will talk less or stop talking in the future.  No way, the audit wants to fuck me ( ¡¯ - ¡¯ * )

    I don¡¯t know why, when I was writing this book, I liked to listen to rock music (¡­)

    Probably because the content is very punk (hey)

    By the way, did you watch a film and television drama when you were young? I forgot what the name was, but I remember that there was a confession torture in it, which was a shadow of my childhood.  This torture is to tie up a person, and then paste wet straw paper on his face layer by layer, layer by layer, and see that the victim is about to raise his braids, so he pokes a hole in the straw paper and let him  Take a few breaths and ask him if he will recruit?  If you don't recruit, continue to paste wet paper.

    Why did I suddenly bring up the torture of bereavement?

    Because this torture has affected my whole life.

    Since then, every time I put on the mask, I will think of this torture, especially when the mask is not attached to the nostrils It's just a childhood nightmare all over again (I can't cry)

    Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

    Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:

    10 bottles of Shuaibo; 3 bottles of Zefeng; 1 bottle of Eryuehong;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)He took a few breaths and asked him if he would recruit?  If you don't recruit, continue to paste wet paper.

    Why did I suddenly bring up the torture of bereavement?

    Because this torture has affected my whole life.

    Since then, every time I put on the mask, I will think of this torture, especially when the mask is not attached to the nostrils It's just a childhood nightmare all over again (I can't cry)

    Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

    Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:

    10 bottles of Shuaibo; 3 bottles of Zefeng; 1 bottle of Eryuehong;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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