The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

Early the next morning, when Shui Ziliu saw Zheng Juan again, she was obviously a little bit up.

Tu Ziqiang is a brother he absolutely trusts, and this brother has also been very capable in the past six months.

From desperation to forcefully fighting for a way out, and from trying out a way out forcefully changed the fate of the people around him.

If Tu Ziqiang from a year ago had said those words last night, Shui Ziliu might still have hesitated.

But here and now, he had to think carefully about Tu Ziqiang's words.

The self-flowing water is actually very contradictory. From his own point of view, being with Zheng Juan is not as relaxing and comfortable as being with Tu Ziqiang.

But what Tu Ziqiang said is also right, don't brotherhood and husband and wife love exist objectively?

Zheng Juan shyly followed behind the dazed Shui Ziliu, blushing and went out the door under Lu Xiaohua's narrow eyes.

The friendship between girls really came faster than an avalanche, and when it dissipated, it turned into snowflakes under the scorching sun...

Tu Ziqiang looked at the backs of the two of Shui Ziliu with a mysterious smile on his face...

"Director Tu?" Lu Xiaohua hesitated to speak.She didn't know Tu Ziqiang well, but she couldn't help but want to ask because of the fiery gossip heart of a woman.

"Do you think they are a good match?" Tu Ziqiang asked casually, still keeping his eyes on the two who were going out.

"Good match!" Lu Xiaohua blurted out the words of approval.

"Huh?" Tu Ziqiang turned to look at the girl.

"A good match?" Lu Xiaohua was suddenly a little uncertain...

"If you want to go out for a stroll, just go, don't worry about me." Tu Ziqiang laughed at himself, how could a girl tell the truth about his relationship with Lu Xiaohua now?He has only been in this era for half a year, and he is used to this kind of simple interpersonal relationship.

"I won't go..." Lu Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, and then suppressed her desire to go shopping - opportunities to flatter leaders are rare!

"Go if you want. I've been really tired these two days, so I need to catch up on sleep." Tu Ziqiang smiled, the delicate energy of the girl from Shanghai is so cute.

"Then..." Lu Xiaohua hesitated a little.

"If you don't have any money, I'll lend it to you first, and pay it back slowly when I get paid..." Tu Ziqiang took out 20 yuan from his pocket, "Here, take it..."

"I have money..." Lu Xiaohua lowered her head with her hands behind her back, and her toes lightly poked the floor...

How can she have money?Last year, she only earned about [-] yuan, which was not enough for her to spend by herself.

"Take it, buy something for your uncle..." Tu Ziqiang reached out and stuffed the money into the girl's pocket, "Your uncle really loves you..."

"Then," Lu Xiaohua hesitated and raised her head, "thank you, Director Tu, I won't pay you back when I get paid."

"Go..." Tu Ziqiang resisted the desire to pat his head and kill him.It's different from the northern girls, the girls from Shanghai are so cute!

Lu Xiaohua was sent away, and Tu Ziqiang also left the guest house.

The time has come to the end of March. According to the original plot, Zhou Rong will secretly go to Guizhou to find Feng Huacheng after the year.

Recently, I have been busy with the mutual aid club, not to mention myself, even Cai Xiaoguang, the licking dog, is busy on all fours.

The matter of changing the fertilizer for rice this time will take about a month to complete, and the time is already very tight.

We must hurry up and destroy their relationship, even if they don't break up, at least shake Zhou Rong's determination to elope!

What do female Wenqing like?One is modern poetry, the other is little romance...

Then what could disturb her heart more than a picture drawn by one's own hands coupled with a modern poem?

We are not flirting, we are pretending to flirt, and then lure Feng Huacheng to reveal his flaws and kill him with one blow!

More than an hour later, Tu Ziqiang sat alone on a big rock by the Songhua River, holding a notebook and a pencil in his hand...

First painting:

A young woman held an umbrella in one hand, and stood on a bridge holding a cute baby in the other hand. The cute baby looked back reluctantly as she walked.

The sky is cloudy and the electric lights are flashing with dim light. There are rivers in front of and behind the bridge...

This painting is a plagiarized illustration that has been widely circulated on the Internet in later generations, but the original is in ancient costumes, and the young woman is wearing a vajra umbrella...

Jiang Feng flicked the drawing paper, and the characters on it seemed to come alive...

The young woman seemed to be hesitating whether to turn around.

Well, this is all Tu Ziqiang's fantasy.

As long as he was rewarded by God, he would not have earned three or two yuan in his previous life.

The painting is a bit rough, but it will do if it has the charm.

Tu Ziqiang felt that he had performed well, nodded in satisfaction, and took out his pen.

A sigh on the bridge of Naihe,

Dedication involves longing.

The look back on the Wangchuan River,

Ignorant tearing apart the nostalgia.

Deep love is never desire,

Don't be afraid of regrets.

That's a new beginning!

Spending 5 minutes holding back a few lines of modern poetry, Tu Ziqiang felt pretty good about himself.

Xu Zhimo is also at this level!

"keep it!"

An old and deep voice suddenly sounded behind Tu Ziqiang, startling him.

"Put it away!" Tu Ziqiang turned his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a gray cadre uniform.

"You are promoting feudal superstition!" Seeing that Tu Ziqiang was still unmoved, the middle-aged man became more anxious, and urged in a low voice, "This will be punished!"

"Oh... who is this teacher?" Tu Ziqiang finally woke up and closed the sketchbook.

He can't help it, female Wenqing has a rebellious mentality, and it's not exciting enough to break the law.

Old drivers know it all, it's called forbidding and cultivating desires, hehe.

"My surname is Shao. Shao Jingwen is the editor-in-chief of Golden Land Magazine." Seeing that Tu Ziqiang put away his sketchbook, the middle-aged man relaxed his attitude a lot.

Shao Jingwen?Isn't this Feng Huacheng's old fanboy?

"Mr. Shao," Tu Ziqiang stretched out his hand, "Tu Ziqiang, from the Red Star Factory in Jichun City."

"Your paintings are very good, and you have a good foundation," Shao Jingwen said, staring at Tu Ziqiang's sketchbook.

"The idea is actually great!" Shao Jingwen lowered his voice and blinked his eyes.

"Hey, Mr. Shao has won the award..." Tu Ziqiang stretched out his hand to invite, "I'm staying in the guest house over there, why don't you sit at my place for a while? The river wind is quite cold..."

"Okay! Then stop bothering me!" Shao Jingwen only hesitated for a moment.

In the room of the guest house, Tu Ziqiang sat on the bed, and Shao Jingwen sat on the only chair, with his own artificial leather bag on his knees.

"Is Xiao Tu busy with work?" Shao Jingwen asked while holding a hot tea mug, "I think your painting style is a bit like printmaking..."

"It's okay, I'm busy for a while, and I'm not busy for a while. I also do a little bit of printmaking. Hehe..." Tu Ziqiang has come to this era, and Shao Jingwen is the third person he meets who understands painting, so it is inevitable that he will be a little hot network.

"Well," Shao Jingwen hesitated, "I'll just cut to the chase."

"Teacher Shao, tell me..." Tu Ziqiang straightened his body, pretending to be listening.

"Our magazine is short of a photo editor. I wonder if you are interested in Xiao Tu?" Shao Jingwen looked at Tu Ziqiang expectantly.

"Can I do it?" Tu Ziqiang was affirmed by his peers for the first time in his two lives. He had the feeling that a thousand horses often have, and finally met Bole...

"Your paintings are quite good. The most difficult thing is that they fit well with the text!" Shao Jingwen slapped his hands and said excitedly, "If you can't do it, Jichun City won't be able to do it..."

Tu Ziqiang was left with silly music.

"But," Shao Jingwen's smile narrowed, "I don't have any plans for now, Xiaotu, you see?"

"Hey, to be honest, Mr. Shao, I can't go there even if I have an organization. Poetry and painting are just my hobbies..." Tu Ziqiang finally regained his strength, he can't stop telling the truth, or else Become a prankster?

"Don't worry, Xiao Tu, I'll help you fight for it..." Shao Jingwen really thought too much, "The work of the magazine is still easier than that of the Red Star Factory..."

"Teacher Shao, do you know the Red Star Mutual Aid Club?" Tu Ziqiang blinked...