Recently, I am more afraid of my hometown and dare not ask for help. At this moment, He Fan was probably feeling this way.
When she opened the door and entered the house, her parents were not at home. It was probably because school had not ended yet. After all, it was only past four in the afternoon. Moreover, her parents were in charge of the third-year students. They might have to work overtime at night.
He Fan, who had nothing to do, had no choice but to go online. He entered a social networking site called the ends of the earth. He casually browsed through the web and found that there was basically news about him.
Someone even posted his signature, which was probably sent by the flight attendants. They bragged online that they were probably the first lucky ones to get He Fan's autograph, which made others envious. However, it was only until some netizens used their ultimate killing weapon that they thought,"What's the big deal if you guys only have autographs? We have a group photo." Obviously, this was posted by the audience who had participated in the recording of Xiangshang every day.
Just as everyone was arguing, the biggest BOSS appeared. The item she summoned instantly killed everyone.
Although the thing she offered was simple, it was just a cigarette paper, but the content on it shocked all the netizens.
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this
I've been praying to Buddha for 500 years
Pray to Buddha, let us form a bond of love
Buddha turned me into a tree
Grow by the roadside you must pass
in the sun
Cautiously full of flowers
Every flower is the hope of my previous life
when you approach
Please listen carefully
the trembling leaves
It's the passion I'm waiting for
And when you finally walk past
Behind you, all over the ground
friend
Those aren't petals
That is my withered heart.
He Fan's autograph was on the cigarette box, as well as the date and time.
Judging from the time, this was the first signature He Fan had given.
The biggest BOSS wrote in the comments section: This was when my father, who was driving a taxi, pulled Shuai Fan to Nanhu TV Station. At that time, my father recognized Shuai Fan because he was also a fan of Strongest Brain. When Shuai Fan got out of the car, his father asked if he could get an autograph because his father didn't bring a notebook. In the end, Shuai Fan wrote a poem on the cigarette box his father gave him. He said that this was the first autograph he had given out in this world, and that the lucky one was me.
A netizen asked," Is the OP a girl?”
"What do you want? I'm still a minor."
"What are you thinking? I just feel that this poem is written for a girl. Since you're a minor, Shuai Fan didn't write it for you. Child, you're still too young. It looks like you won't have a chance.”
" May I know if you're selling that autograph? If you're interested, please contact me at my number."
"No need. I'll never sell it. I want to keep it as a family heirloom. Up until now, Shuai Fan had only written two poems, and he might write more in the future. This poem of mine was his first, and it had an extraordinary meaning.”
"The girl upstairs is really far-sighted. I'm impressed!”
He Fan watched the netizens entertain themselves like this. It was a kind of happiness when he thought about it.
Unknowingly, the sound of the door opening rang out from outside. Although He Fan was already prepared and had been telling himself not to be nervous, his heart could not help but beat faster when things came to a head.
As the door was pushed open, the first person to jump in was a four or five-year-old child. He did not seem to expect that there was someone in the house, so he was so scared that he screamed. However, when he saw it clearly, he screamed again.
"Ah, brother, you're back. Why didn't you bring me along when you went out to play? Also, did you bring me any toys?”As he said that, he instantly pounced on He Fan.
Looking at the little one pouncing at him, He Fan's emotions were complicated, but he still reached out and hugged his little brother in this world.
Behind them, a middle-aged couple entered the house and was changing their shoes. He Fan looked at them, and for some reason, his originally nervous mood calmed down.
He called out naturally,"Dad, Mom, I'm back."
He Fan knew that this call of 'Father' and 'Mother' would determine his identity in this life. He still had parents. As a son, he would bear the responsibility of supporting his parents.
Seeing that their eldest son had returned, He and Li were very happy. Although they said in front of outsiders that their son had grown up and they were not worried, as parents, how could they not care about their children?
Father He, He Yiming, laughed and scolded,"You brat, you still remember to come back. If you don't come back, I'll give you a big demerit in school."”
"Go, go, go. Who dares to remember my son's mistakes? My son has brought glory to the school. It's not like you don't know how popular our Xiaofan is now. It has also brought a lot of fame to the school. In the past few days, I've seen many parents from provincial capitals driving luxury cars that cost at least a million yuan to discuss with the principal about transferring their children to our school. As for the principal, that little old man, he was smiling all day now, as if he had picked up a few million yuan. A few days ago, he went to the province for a meeting. When he came back, his old face was smiling so brightly that flowers were blooming. He must have been praised.”
He Yiming saw that his wife had answered a lot of questions after he said only one sentence, so he quickly surrendered and slipped into the kitchen to cook.
"Brother, brother, where's my gift?”The devilish brat He Maomao grabbed He Fan's hand and shook it vigorously as he asked.
"Go, go, go to the side and read your children's book. Your brother just came back and is tired. He needs to rest.”
"No, I just want a gift. Besides, I've already finished reading those children's books. They're not good at all. Brother, can you tell me a story?”
"Mom, let me play with him for a while. I came back in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring any gifts for you. However, I have a delivery in a few days. I'll give you a big surprise when I receive it. Moreover, my express delivery was escorted by a bank. It's very expensive!”
After saying that, he brought his little brother Mao Mao to the study. Seeing the two brothers walk away hand in hand, Li Yazhi jokingly called them " two stinky brats " and then went to help in the kitchen.
In the study, He Fan said,"Little brother, take out all your comic books and let me read them first."”
He Maomao pointed at the bookshelf and said," It's all up there. I can't move it."”
"Brat, do you really think I'll let you move?”
He Fan came to the bookshelf and quickly scanned it. Ten lines at a glance was not enough to describe his speed. Ever since he got the Qilin pendant, he realized that his memory had improved, and his vision had become clearer.
After scanning, he found that there was not a single original children's classic. He casually took out a book and flipped it open. How should he describe the contents? The author's writing style was quite good. It was just that the plot was shallow and lacked imagination. Moreover, this was a series that sold well in the market.
He Fan put down the book and thought for a moment. Then, he took out his phone and opened Qiandu to search for children's books. The webpage instantly opened. He browsed through it carefully and realized that there was no information about the classics from his previous life.
Sigh, the children in this world were really pitiful. Their spiritual food was too tired. Looks like I'll have to do it myself.
"Brother, brother, why are you ignoring me again?”
He Fan looked into his brother's eyes and wiped his head."Little brother, you're in luck. I'll write you a collection of stories later. What books did you read in the past?”
"Ah, brother knows how to write on purpose? Great, I have a new story to read. I want to tell my parents.”
He Maomao cheered as he ran out of the study.
At the kitchen door, He Maomao leaned against the door frame. "Dad, Mom, Big Brother said he's going to write me a new story. Does that mean I'll have an endless number of storybooks in the future?"”
"What? Your brother told you just now.”Li Yazhi asked as she flipped the shovel.
"Yeah, my brother said he wanted to write it himself. I wonder if his writing is as good as Teacher Wang Jie's.”Little Mao Mao was both excited and worried. After all, Wang Jie was the best fairy tale author at the moment. She wrote the best-selling " Pigman " on the market.
Soon, dinner was ready.
The family sat together happily at the table. Li Yazhi picked up some food for her eldest son and asked,""Xiao Fan, Mao Mao said you were going to write a fairy tale?”
"Thank you, Mom. Mao Mao is right, I was actually prepared before, now I just need to extract it from my mind and turn it into words."
"Then what genre are you going to write?”
He Fan smiled mysteriously and said,"It's a story about two mice."
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