Chapter 25 We Were Like That in Those Years

It wasn't until a classmate from another class came to Wu Tao to sign a brand-new Zhiyin magazine that he realized how much impact his publishing had had.

But he was not used to this kind of attention, let alone enjoyed it.

Fortunately, he estimated that Zhiyin's shipments in Binhu District should be very limited, and this attention will not last long.

However, this time he was wrong.

Even if there is no Zhiyin magazine, there are other things that can be signed and have to be signed, such as classmate records.

The first one to come over with her classmates in her arms was a girl with freckles. She was very anxious and full of expectations.

On the blushing cheeks, there is a portrayal of courage.

"Wu Tao, I've been a classmate for three years, can you leave me a message?"

Parting words? Wu Tao was stunned for a moment. After his rebirth, he has been racing against time to rewrite his fate, but he just ignored that this is a season of parting.

After 16 days at the shortest and one month at the longest, the faces around you will be permanently sealed in memory.

Including the freckled girl in front of me.

One separation is eternity.

And the present day is the last time they spend together.

During the three years of being together day and night, the laughter and laughter of the past gathered into a jubilant song, which echoed in my mind over and over again.

Strong melancholy.

Only with good expectations for the future can we dilute it.

Meet ten years, twenty years, then we will meet again.

You at that time, and me at that time, will miss us who are young and young at this moment...

Just when Wu Tao lost his mind, the girl silently took the notebook away. She thought Wu Tao's silence was coldness and rejection. She was very sad, but dared not show it on her face; she was disappointed, but dared not express it.

"etc!"

The deep eyes of the freckled girl suddenly brightened.

"Zhang Yan, why did you take it away before I wrote it?"

"I thought..." In Zhang Yan's mumbling voice, Wu Tao wrote freely: "I remember that you were the first classmate I met on the day I enrolled in the school. At that time, your smile was as gorgeous as a flower of friendship. You will always remember me. Heart……"

Zhang Yan suddenly murmured excitedly: "You remember, you still remember..."

"Of course I remember!" Wu Tao signed his name, and Xin Xinran handed the book back to the other party.

A small spark instantly ignited the enthusiasm of boys and girls. Everyone conjures up all kinds of exquisite classmate records, and generously hand them over to friends and bad friends to write, or graffiti...

However, Wu Tao's position was always the most popular corner in the class.

With Zhao Li's temperament, she shoulders the heavy responsibility of maintaining order without hesitation. She fanned Wu Tao with a scented bamboo fan in one hand, while checking for him.

"What kind of broken book are you, this is the autograph of a great writer in the future! Go back and change it!"

"You, you can't!"

The boy with a short winter melon said timidly: "Sister, this book is brand new, and it cost me five yuan, why not?"

Zhao Li glared at her slender waist and said, "You are too revealing, you cover girl!"

"ah……"

Until Shen Bohong walked into the classroom with a gloomy face, everyone dispersed immediately, and the noisy classroom immediately quieted down.

"Hand in all the magazines that were circulated just now!"

It's okay for those who signed the classmate catalogue, but it's a problem for those who circulate magazines.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen bosom friends handed in.

Old Shen took a look, all the May 1995 issues. His brows frowned suddenly, there were at most four or five books on weekdays, but this time it was quite a lot!

Could it be that the senior high school entrance examination is approaching, and these little bastards all relax early and resign themselves to their fate?

With doubts, Lao Shen casually opened one of the books. The eye-catching creases made him read the cover article for the first time.

[Standing at the crossroads of destiny choice: choice is more important than hard work]

Author: The sound of the waves is still there. Next to it is Wu Tao's handwritten name, and looking at the imprint, it is obvious that it has just been signed.

Open the second book, the same is true.

After flipping through more than a dozen books, Lao Shen found that all of them had Wu Tao's name written on them. Think of the words that my proud student once said. A bold idea came into his mind. Could it be that he changed his mind after reading this article?

But, it's not right.

Because when Wu Tao changed his application, the magazine hadn't been released yet!

Is this article written by him? Reminiscent of the recent increase in the writing level of the other party, all of which have reached the standard of the model essay, Shen Bohong became more and more determined.

"Wu Tao, come out with me!"

At the corner outside the door.

"Which article came from you?"

Wu Tao nodded.

Shen Bohong was very excited, but at the same time he couldn't help worrying: "I don't object to your writing and submitting articles like this, but if it affects your grades in the high school entrance examination, then I must remind you to pay attention to distinguishing the priorities!"

"I know, Mr. Shen, it didn't take much time to write the article, and the magazine has also passed the first review."

"That's good, I'll see your performance in the high school entrance examination two weeks later!"

When the two returned to the classroom, Shen Bohong took away the top one and said, "I claim the rest by myself." Saying that, he happily left with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the old class leave, I was in a good mood, and the class was boiling again.

At the same time, Jiangcheng Magazine.

Wang Chao hurried into the editor-in-chief's room, handed over a report and said, "Editor-in-Chief, the distribution of this issue is somewhat beyond expectations."

Hu Xunbi glanced at the report and said: "Only 5% of the regions are out of stock, which is within the normal range."

"But the out-of-stock areas are all developed coastal cities or provincial capitals, which is very regular."

After being mentioned by his subordinates, Hu Xun stood up and said: "Contact the printing factory immediately and print 10% more!"

"Yes, I'll do it now."

The long street is quiet, the moonlight is clear, and there are only a few game rooms and video rooms with faint lights.

An Rong held Wu Tao's arm, her sweet face was full of satisfaction.

The empty and straight road made the two of them walk like a mountain road with eighteen bends.

Because it can go longer.

"What do you want to do in the future, great writer?"

Wu Tao smiled and shook his head.

"Why?" An Rong was puzzled, her pretty face was full of seriousness: "Based on the potential you have shown now, you can make a living in this industry, and you can earn a lot of money."

Wu Tao looked at the vast night sky, and said in a leisurely tone: "When I was young, I wanted to be a scientist to change the world; later, I also wanted to be a policeman and soldier to maintain world peace... until later, I didn't I found out that I can’t change anything in this world, the only thing I can do is to take care of myself and the people I care about.”

"...So for them, I will do a lot of things. For example, use the royalties to do business, start a company to make a lot of money. This is the best of times, but also the worst of times, we can't let it down in vain!"

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