Make a Fortune and Become Well-off [90] - Chapter 158

Jiang Ning took the manuscript she had written on scratch paper during the exam and typed it into the computer.

During the process of typing, her brain was also generating content quickly. Because she had an outline, a detailed outline, and content, she typed very quickly.

The teacher at Wuzhong High School thought that she was cheating and took her scratch paper to read. After reading the content, he looked like a subway grandpa looking at his phone, as if he were traumatized and couldn’t believe it. The student from No. 1 High School was writing a novel instead of completing the exam in an examination room.

He had been teaching for many years and had never encountered such an outrageous thing, but that outrageous thing happened right under his nose.

There was no cheating on the scratch paper, and the invigilator couldn’t say anything. He put down the paper and continued to supervise the exam. But every time he saw this girl writing on the scratch paper, he felt like he was doubting life.

After the exam was over, they collected the test papers. While sorting them, he complained to the teacher who was proctoring the exam with him, “This high school student is really outrageous.”

“What’s wrong?” His colleague asked with a smile.

“There was a student in the examination room who was writing a novel after finishing the test paper.” Since she wrote without a clear beginning or end, he didn’t know what she was writing, but judging from the language and dialogue, it seemed to be a detective mystery novel.

That teacher happened to have never read Catcher in the Song Dynasty.

High school teachers are too busy. They had classes during the day and corrected homework and test papers at night. They had no time to read these idle books. Another invigilator was also surprised, “Are there still people who write novels during exams?”

Soon, all the teachers in an office at Wuzhong High School heard about that magical thing.

They laughed and joked while eating in the cafeteria, “The students in No. 1 High School are getting worse, even writing novels in the exam room.” They also asked the invigilator who had read Jiang Ning’s writing how it was.

The invigilator said, “It’s just a short paragraph. I can’t tell how well it’s written. But the composition was pretty good. If I were asked to rate it, I’d give it full marks.”

“Oh,” the teachers were all surprised. A perfect score for the essay was not something said casually. “Then she probably has some talent in writing, so she thought of writing a novel in the examination room.”

“No matter how talented you are in writing, this thing is outrageous.” 

For the teachers of Wuzhong, the examination room was a serious place that needed to be treated seriously and carefully. “This student is still so dismissive. No matter how good the composition is, the results are likely to be poor. What can such students do in the future?”

He had seen too many cases where students relied on intelligence and did not focus on studying, thinking they could catch up in the third year of high school. As a result, many of them made a mess in the college entrance examination.

Since there were no tests that weekend, Jiang Ning spent a day writing 20,000 words and sent them to Wang Yong.

Because Wang Yong had enough saved manuscripts, he expressed his understanding of Jiang Ning’s failure to submit the manuscript on time last week. He could now submit the manuscript and quickly informed Editor Bao.

After Wang Yong returned, he was promoted to a regular employee with a staff. He was Jiang Ning’s main editor. With the staff, even if the market environment worsened in the future, he would not lose his job or be transferred to other departments.

When Jiang Ning came back, it was still early, and she saw three people—Grandpa Jiang, Jiang Bai, and Tong Jingang—working in the store. There were only so many people in the store.

She was afraid there would be no room, so she didn’t go in. She bought a pound of chicken cake next door and took it back to the dormitory.

She took Jiang Bai’s rice bowl and filled it with braised pork and rice. Fearing it would not be enough, she filled half of the rice bowl with cauliflower.

Grandpa Jiang’s favorite thing to eat was the cauliflower from No. 1 High School. Because it was cooked to pieces, it was like rice paste. It didn’t take much effort to eat. Every time Jiang Ning cooked, he hoped that Jiang Ning would prepare cauliflower. Unfortunately, Jiang Ning paid attention to nutritional combinations. This day it was cauliflower, the next day would be green pepper and dried beans, the day after that fried lotus root slices, etc. It would be different every time.

Jiang Ning grabbed the handles of the three rice bowls with one hand and carried the kettle with the other hand, heading to the store.

The door of the store was ajar, indicating that it was closed. Jiang Ning counted the money and handed it to Jiang Bai. A total of 288 items were sold.

The main reason was that the students of Wuzhong were free and wealthy. They bought complete sets of Jiang Bai’s clothes, which was why so many were sold. For example, the students of No. 1 High School generally bought only one piece, or at most two pieces.

Jiang Ning drew six ten-yuan bills from the pile of money and stuffed them into Jiang Bai’s hand, and drew another one for Tong Jingang, making the two beams with joy.

Tong Jingang felt a little embarrassed when he took the money, “I have a share too?”

“Yeah, thank you for helping me today. After a long day of work, your salary is the same as my second brother’s, ten yuan a day. The extra money on the second brother’s side is because of his hard work wearing the clothes in the store and advertising these days, bringing so much business to the store.”

That was the first salary he had received at his age. But unlike Jiang Bai, who only wanted to save money when he got it, Tong Jingang immediately wanted to take Jiang Bai for a meal after receiving his money.

“Let’s go, brother will take you to eat roast duck.”

There was a roast duck restaurant in the center of the street. It was roasted and sold on site every day. Every day, many people lined up to buy the roast duck that had just come out of the oven. If they went there at the right time, they could catch up.

“Don’t go, I’m going to study in the evening soon; I packed lunch.”

Originally, seeing that she only brought three rice bowls, Tong Jingang thought he had no share, so he first proposed taking Jiang Bai to eat roast duck. However, the three rice bowls were opened, two were full of vegetables, and one was full of rice.

The rice was probably not enough. “Second Brother, go to the small fry shop next to Wuzhong and buy some more rice.” 

In those days, when eating in restaurants, rice was served with stir-fried vegetables. A large bowl of one-pot rice only cost a few cents. With two big eaters, Jiang Bai and Tong Jingang, here, there would definitely not be enough food. Tong Jingang stood up and said, “I’m going to buy food.”

He moved quickly, and within two minutes, he came in with a large bowl of Yipin Guo (Seafood pot). Jiang Bai also took the large pottery bowl from Grandpa Jiang, went to the back door, rinsed it with tap water, and took half of it directly from Tong Jingang. When the rice arrived, the two poured fragrant gravy over it and started to enjoy their meal.

Both of them ate very quickly.