Chapter 3434 [Second update]

Soon, all Wang Yong could hear was the continuous sound of keyboard tapping.

Jiang Ning's generation all practiced the Wubi typing method. Later, the emergence of the intelligent pinyin method allowed people who used the pinyin typing method to type faster and faster. However, Jiang Ning, who was used to Wubi typing, was not used to pinyin typing.

Moreover, even after various upgrades to the Pinyin typing method, the typing speed is only about the same as that of the Wubi typing method.

When Jiang Ning's hand speed is fast, it can normally reach 6,000 km/h.

Wang Yong on the side just looked at the "country bumpkin" teacher Ning Meng in his eyes. He didn't even look at the keyboard, typing completely blindly, and his hand speed was astonishingly fast.

He looked at the speed at which Jiang Ning's fingers flew across the keyboard, then looked at the computer, and confirmed that Teacher Jiang Ning was not just typing away blindly, she really knew how to do it.

Thinking of the two-finger Zen he had just used, Wang Yong silently hid his hands behind his back, silently stepped back, and then silently stood behind Jiang Ning, dutifully serving as a little follower. Ugh, he is a good editor.

If there is a question at this time: What is it like to show off in the field that others are good at?

Wang Yong might answer with shame.

After coding for a while, Jiang Ning quickly clicked Save and saved the file directly on the desktop so that he could delete it later.

The office software at that time did not have a real-time saving function. Once your computer crashed, or the screen went black, or someone accidentally unplugged the power cord, the manuscript you just wrote would be wasted. So when Jiang Ning started writing, he saved it first, and then clicked save every time he wrote about 500 words.

This is a lesson learned from blood at some point in my previous life.

Due to limited time, Jiang Ning did not stay in the Internet cafe for a long time. He only wrote one chapter and quickly pressed the save button to save it to the computer. Then he opened his Yahoo mailbox and saw that there were indeed several emails in it, all from Li Ang of "Wuxia" magazine.

When Wang Yong saw the sender of the email, he quickly said, "This is Director Li Ang, the founder of our magazine."

The first email was about Jiang Ning's payment for her two articles and urged her to submit her manuscripts.

The second one was to urge her to submit the manuscript and asked her why she didn't reply if she was very busy at work and couldn't go online.

The third article asked her about the situation over there. He sent someone to talk to her about the contract and hoped that she would reply as soon as possible after seeing the email and urged her to submit the manuscript.

Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6.

Jiang Ning summarized the core content of these emails in two words: urging for submissions.

Jiang Ning looked at it, thought for a while, and replied with three words: Got it.

Then he quietly saved the manuscript he had just written into the draft box.

Wang Yong saw this and said quickly, "Teacher Ning Meng, why don't you send me the manuscript first, so you don't have to come to the Internet cafe again later."

Nowadays, people who go in and out of Internet cafes are either students who don't like studying much, or idle people in society. If she came to the Internet cafe alone, he would really be worried.

"Okay." Jiang Ning also said straightforwardly, "I'll give you the finished manuscript later. I'll write for two more days over the weekend. Once you've copied it, it'll be just in time for the weekend manuscript."

Wang Yong thought about Jiang Ning's writing speed just now. It took only half an hour to finish more than 3,000 words. He suggested: "Teacher Ning Meng, you have two days off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Why don't you come to the Internet cafe to write the manuscript? It won't affect your study after you finish it?"

Jiang Ning had the same idea. She wrote by hand in her dorm room. Even if she didn't stop for a moment, she could only write 12,000 words a day at most. She could write a lot of manuscripts on the weekends, but she couldn't study at all. This was definitely not an option.

She wants to make money, but she can't neglect her studies either.

Seeing that the time to go back to school as stated on the registration form was approaching, Jiang Ning did not delay any longer. She made an appointment with Wang Yong to come to the Internet cafe at 7 o'clock the next morning and hurried back.

The hot water place has a time limit. When Jiang Ning went there, there was no one there and her thermos was missing.

She hurried to the cafeteria to get food.

The number of people in the cafeteria was counted. When Jiang Ning came in to get food, the auntie knocked on the stainless steel pot and shouted, "Hurry up, it's time to get off work!"

Jiang Ning hurriedly took the enamel rice bowl to get rice. Perhaps there was not much rice left, so the auntie served her half a porcelain bowl of two taels of rice, as if it was free.

There was too much rice for her to finish, so she went to the table drawer and took out Jiang Bai's enamel pot, picked up half of the rice and put it into his enamel pot before continuing to get some other dishes.

Maybe it was because it was the weekend, so fewer people came, but there were still a lot of food left. The chef, who usually only gave her a scoop of two taels of food, gave her a full scoop today and added another half scoop.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw that it was her elder sister dressed as a young lady, so she immediately smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, little sister. You are really pretty."

The young lady laughed, and immediately gave her another spoonful of meat, saying kindly: "Next time you order food, come to my window, and I'll give you more."

Jiang Ning smiled happily and said clearly: "The young lady is beautiful and kind-hearted."

Her praise was sincere and enthusiastic, and the happy little sister smiled at her and said, "How can you still call me little sister? They all call me auntie."

"Are they blind? They are already 18 or 19 years old, and they call you aunt? You are only about 20 years old at most, maybe even younger than them!"

This young lady is really young and very pretty, with an oval face, big eyes, a small nose, and diamond-shaped red lips. Because she works in the kitchen, her hair is neatly braided behind her head.

The young lady's big eyes curved with laughter, and she said modestly: "How can I be as young as you say? I'm already 25!"

"I can't tell at all." Jiang Ning's eyes were full of sincerity: "You look really young. You can tell at a glance that you are a girl who grew up in a harmonious family. Your eyes and eyebrows can't hide your happiness."

The young lady laughed and shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, I have been married for two years. My husband is an English teacher in our No. 1 Middle School, so I come to the cafeteria to get food so that I can be closer."

Jiang Ning was surprised, and suddenly thought of someone: "Could it be Teacher Liu Shengli?"

"Oh! You know him? It's him! He's the one teaching the first grade this year!"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Who doesn't know Mr. Liu from the key class? He's great at teaching English. He's teaching two key classes in Grade One this year. It turns out that the young lady is Mr. Liu's lover."

The young lady was smiling happily.

Since she started working in the cafeteria, she has been depressed every day by those high school students who light up their eyes when they see the food, don't care about her age at all, and call her auntie with their eyes closed.

She clearly felt that she was about the same age as them, only five or six years older at most, and she kept calling them "Auntie" every day.

She was called so much that she almost thought she was an aunt.

Just one person called her auntie, and everyone behind him followed suit.

Whoever calls her "Auntie", at least two pieces of meat will fall out of her spoon.

This time, she finally met a high school student with bright eyes. Seeing that there were only a few pieces of braised pork left in the pot, she simply gave them all to Jiang Ning with one spoon. When the enamel pot could not hold all the pork, she even used the spoon to press it down for her.

Jiang Ning filled an enamel jar with food, but couldn't finish it, so she put a lot of it into Jiang Bai's enamel jar and sent it to Jiang Bai.

Unlike the freshman year who have two days off a week, the sophomores and juniors only have one day off, Sunday. They still have classes on Saturday, except that they don’t have to attend evening self-study on Friday night.

It is said that there is no need for evening self-study, which only means that teachers do not have to go to the classroom to watch over the students or teach them every night like before. Students will still go to the classroom for evening self-study on their own initiative, mainly because they have nowhere else to go except the dormitory. As for premature love, the school principal and teachers are very strict. Men and women go up and down the stairs on separate sides. If men and women walk side by side, they may be spotted by the director of the political and educational department. Not to mention falling in love, where can they go to date? By the small pond on campus?

Even though it's a remote place, the director of the political and educational department patrols there every day with a large searchlight.

This was Jiang Ning's first time in Jiang Bai's class. Because there was no teacher supervising the evening study on Fridays, students could enter and leave the classroom freely, but they had to move lightly and not disturb others' studies.

The front and back doors of Class 8 of Senior Grade 3 were open. Jiang Bai sat in the last row because he was tall. Jiang Ning called out softly from the back door, "Second Brother!"

Jiang Bai, who was immersed in doing exercises, turned around and saw Jiang Ning holding his enamel pot and looking at him with his head sticking out.

He put down his pen, took two steps with his long legs, and walked out of the classroom door. "What happened?"

Jiang Ning stuffed his enamel pot and spoon into his hands and said, "I'll bring you some midnight snack." Then he looked up and smiled, then turned and left.

She herself hasn't had dinner yet.

Because she came back late, the rice in the enamel pot was only slightly warm. He opened the lid of the enamel pot and saw that it was full of meat.

Jiang Bai's first reaction was to calculate whether his meal ticket was enough to feed him and his sister at the end of the semester.

But he didn't refuse the midnight snack. In fact, he was really craving for meat.

He was at the age when a young boy could eat his father out of poverty. In order to have enough food, he usually didn't dare to ask for vegetables. At most he would ask for two taels of cauliflower.

The cauliflower cooked in the cafeteria is similar to the one cooked by his mother and grandfather. Because the quantity is large, it is impossible to stir-fry it, so it is chopped into small pieces and cooked in a pot. It is cooked into a thick porridge, which is thin and crumbly, especially suitable for toothless elderly people.

Fortunately, the food prepared by the cafeteria chef tastes pretty good and the students like it very much.

He ate a lot of rice, but because there were few dishes, he felt full at the time, but would soon feel hungry. Every night after evening self-study, he would go to bed on an empty stomach and wake up hungry in the morning.

During his three years of high school, he was never late for morning reading class. It was not because he was diligent, but because he went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

He brought the enamel pot into the classroom, placed it under the table, opened the lid, scooped a piece of meat into his mouth, and it was so delicious that he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

His friend next to him saw it and immediately widened his eyes: "Fuck, there's meat! Give me some!"

His good friend was not his deskmate, but Tong Jingang, who was in a group with him and sat in the last row, and who wanted to ask him to play basketball all day long.

Because of the experience of being dressed like a girl when he was a child, and because he was handsome since he was young, Jiang Bai was always mistaken for a girl. As a result, he became more and more silent, and his temperament became more and more cold. He would respond coldly to anyone who spoke to him, resulting in him having no good friends in his three years of high school.

Tong Jingang was an accident.

Tong Jingang is a basketball fan, he especially likes to play basketball. Because Jiang Bai is tall, he invites Jiang Bai to play basketball after school every day. He has to go. This guy is not only very friendly, but also a spoiled child. He looks like a gorilla, and he likes to put his arm around Jiang Bai's neck and act spoiled in a muffled voice: "Go, go, go, our class is missing you. Let's play against Wu Zhong today. Let's go and kill those bastards!"

If it comes to fighting with other classes, Jiang Bai might not go, but Wuzhong, that is a family feud.

So I went there reluctantly.

Jiang Bo's original intention of playing basketball was to get a tan, but he eventually became their indispensable main player.

Don't be fooled by his fair and tender appearance like a girl. He plays basketball fiercely and ruthlessly. He can jump high and has good skills. He can block shots, make three-pointers, and he has been running all over the mountains and fields since he was a child, just like Jiang Ning. In junior high school, he ran more than 20 miles every day to go to and from school. His physical strength and endurance are very good.

From then on, Tong Jingang became dependent on Jiang Bai. He liked to invite him to go wherever he went, and even eat with Jiang Bai. He also liked to snatch Jiang Bai's dishes and then pass his own dishes to him: "At most, I can give you mine, too?"

His family is from Wucheng and he is from a well-off family. He would often bring some salted chicken, salted duck and other food from home to share with the members of the basketball team, and the one who got the most was Jiang Bai.

Seeing Jiang Bai eating meat, he couldn't help it. He reached out and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, then gave Jiang Bai a thumbs up.

He was a day student and only went to the cafeteria to eat occasionally. Most of the time he went home to eat. He didn't know that Jiang Bai occasionally ate with Jiang Ning these days.

Jiang Bai just stared at his hand quietly, which made him smile awkwardly. He then leaned over and whispered, "Who brought you the midnight snack just now?"

Jiang Bai glanced at him indifferently, as if he was looking at an idiot: "Didn't you hear her call me second brother?"

"Our sister?" Tong Jingang widened his eyes.

Tong Jingang had never heard Jiang Bai talk about anything about his family, and didn't know that he had a younger sister.

He did know that his brother was Jiang Song from the previous class. Jiang Song had good grades, was cheerful and enthusiastic, was over 1.8 meters tall and strong, and had always been the main force of the school basketball team.

Jiang Song would greet Jiang Bai warmly every time he saw him and quickly became friends with Jiang Bai's classmates, but Jiang Bai always seemed cold.

He always looks cold to everyone, but Tong Jingang, who knows him, knows that is not Jiang Bai's true character.

"Our sister is coming to our school, why didn't you tell me earlier? No wonder you didn't go when I asked you to play basketball that day. Why don't you wait until our sister comes?" He was talking about the first day of school.

Seeing Jiang Bai continue to eat, he quickly snatched Jiang Bai's spoon: "Give me two bites!"

Jiang Ning pushed open the dormitory door, and He Xiaofang, who was lying on the upper bunk, jumped up and turned to look at Jiang Ning: "Jiang Ning, you're back? I got you some water and left it there."

Jiang Ning was not around, so she was left alone in the dormitory, which made her very bored.

She is the second of three sisters in her family. She has been playing with her older sisters since she was little and is used to living in a group with people around her. Suddenly, she was alone in the dormitory and felt lonely and scared.

"Thank you." Jiang Ning smiled at her, handed her a couple of meal tickets, and raised the enamel pot in his hand: "Would you like to come down and eat together?"

He Xiaofang waved her hands embarrassedly: "No, no, I've already had dinner."

Jiang Ning opened the lid of the enamel jar, and the sour aroma of braised pork with pickled mustard greens immediately filled He Xiaofang's nose. Her mouth quickly secreted saliva, and she quickly sipped it. This slurp made He Xiaofang blush.

"Where's your teacup? The sister who served the dishes gave me all the remaining meat. It's a lot."

The enamelware pots they used for eating were distributed by the school. They not only had the pattern of the five-star red flag on them, but also the words "Wucheng No. 1 Middle School".

"Really, really, no need!" He Xiaofang had never been so embarrassed in her life, but she still couldn't resist Jiang Ning's enthusiasm, and came down shyly with a red face.

Jiang Ning gave her a few pieces of braised pork and scooped some rice from the bottom for her.

He Xiaofang asked embarrassedly: "Give me so much, is it enough for you to eat?"

Jiang Ning was not the kind of person who was too kind and would rather starve than share food with others. The enamel pot they ate from was already big, and the auntie and the girl serving the food pressed it again and again with a spoon, as if they were afraid that she would not be full, and piled up the food full.

The weather in September is already hot, and food cannot be kept well.

Even though she shared some with Jiang Bai and He Xiaofang, the rest was enough to fill her stomach. The two of them wiped the oil from their mouths contentedly and went to the sink to wash the dishes.

He Xiaofang, who was eating braised pork in the cafeteria for the first time, recalled the delicious taste and said with emotion: "The braised pork is so delicious~"

Both of them slept very contentedly at night.

Jiang Ning got up at daybreak to go jogging just like before, reciting the contents of the textbook he had reviewed the previous night while jogging. At around six o'clock, he trotted into the cafeteria to eat breakfast, and then trotted to the Internet cafe.

Wang Yong had already bought breakfast and was waiting at the school gate. When he saw her come out, he quickly offered her the egg pancakes he had bought.

"I've had breakfast, you can have it yourself."

Wang Yong hadn't had breakfast yet, he was still waiting for Jiang Ning, but he bought two egg pancakes.

He said, "Then write first, and eat when you're hungry."

He followed Jiang Ning like a little bodyguard, following her closely.

Seven o'clock in the morning was the time when there were the least people in the Internet cafe. Only two or three people had their computers turned on, and a few people were sleeping on the tables. Most of the computers were empty, and there was only one young man watching the Internet cafe.

Wang Yong turned on a computer and quickly turned on the computer for Jiang Ning. He pulled a chair for her and like a little follower, he also pulled a chair and sat next to Jiang Ning.

The chairs were bought from second-hand markets by people who run internet cafes, who then hammered and assemble them themselves, and they all look very shabby.

Jiang Ning sat in front of the computer and waited for it to turn on before opening the office software. He wrote an introduction and clicked the Save button to save the file in the computer before starting to type.

Even after watching it again, Wang Yong still felt amazed.

He is a college student, but he can’t type as fast as a freshman in high school…

A bit of a blow.

I had just fallen asleep in front of the computer when I heard a crackling sound beside my ear. I was awakened and raised my sleepy eyes to curse, "Which grandson is so shameless as to disturb my grandfather's sleep so early in the morning..." Then I turned around and saw the dwarf next to me, his eyes on the computer, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

He was stunned at first, then looked up at the screen next to him, then looked at his hands flying on the keyboard, and then looked at the screen again.

Huh? Why does this content look familiar?