Thinking about the coarse grains he ate today, Ma Facai almost vomited. He would never eat that stuff again. Some plans couldn't be delayed any longer.
He headed straight for his room, but halfway there he changed course and went to Ma Mei's room instead.
Everything in his room was gone; the only paper and pen he could find was by Ma Mei.
After standing outside for a long time with disgust, Ma Facai finally overcame his fear, walked into the woodshed without minding the dirt, took what he wanted, and left.
Back in his room, Ma Facai realized he had miscalculated; his right hand had been broken by Li Yiyi, so how could he possibly hold a pen and write?
After some hesitation, Ma Facai picked up the pen with his left hand and, with great effort, managed to draw only some crooked lines on the paper.
Left with no other choice, Ma Facai put the pen in his mouth and bent down to write on the paper, stroke by stroke. Although it wasn't as neat as handwriting, it was still legible.
Ma Facai had already made his plans. He would first establish his reputation as a genius and earn some money for his parents, so they would take good care of him.
Once his hand heals, he will sever all ties with them, as he doesn't want any of his parents who don't care about him.
What's the fastest way to become famous? Of course, it's to write an article that amazes even Grandpa Jiang and his family!
Grandpa Jiang is a professor, and if he was amazed, then everyone else would surely be too.
Overjoyed, Ma Facai seemed to see himself achieving fame and being congratulated by thousands, and his writing became even more fluent.
From morning until noon, Ma Facai was busy. After finishing the last stroke, he carefully picked up the paper.
That thin piece of paper was his hope for the rest of his life.
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