On this small piece of paper, with just a few strokes, a grand worldview is outlined, realistically and vividly depicting the stories on this land.

Qin Lianqi took the paper in his hand and looked at it carefully. The whole thing was written in pencil. Although it was only a small part, it was enough to show the author's delicate mind and brilliant writing style.

Such a work is certainly not something that a little kid like Su Zhishu could write.

Qin Lianqi thought for a moment, then called Su Zhishu, who was reading under the podium, "Su Zhishu, come here."

"Ah? Me?" Su Zhishu stood up and walked quickly to Qin Lianqi. "What's wrong with Teacher Qin?"

"I found this in your homework book," Qin Lianqi raised the paper in his hand. The children below rushed to see what was on it, but the young man gave them a cold look and they all sat back down. Qin Lianqi continued to ask, "Is this... your sister's?"

Zhishu looked at it carefully, his brain working very fast, then he slapped his head and suddenly realized, "It's my sister's. I was doing homework at the desk a few days ago and accidentally took away my sister's draft."

His eyes were bright as he looked at Qin Lianqi, "Teacher Qin, can you return it to me? I don't know if my sister needs it urgently."

"Your sister..." Qin Lianqi had no intention of returning it to him. In almost a second, he thought of the day they first met, when the girl was carrying a basket and smiling brightly. He was silent for a moment and said to Zhishu, "You should go study first."

Zhishu was puzzled as to why the teacher didn't return it to him, but since the teacher said so, he could only follow him down from the podium and continue reading.

* When school was over, Su Zhiruan appeared at the school gate on time, waiting to pick up his younger brothers and sisters.

She took her things to the clothing manufacturing factory today, paid a deposit, provided the design drawings, signed the contract, and is now just waiting for shipment.

The clothing factory originally produced some ordinary dirt-resistant clothes, which did not have many hot orders and the sales volume was only average. Su Zhiruan brought the design drawings and tried to lower the ex-factory price. The clothing factory also wanted to see if it could expand sales this time. After a whole day of verbal battle, the two sides reached an agreement and signed the contract.

She waited for a while and saw her younger brother and sister coming out from the corner in the distance.

The two children were also very happy to see Su Zhiruan, but she could see that the two children seemed a little restrained today.

Soon, the truth came to light, and behind them, Qin Lianqi also walked out.

Even though they were far apart, Qin Lianqi still saw Su Zhiruan at a glance.

She looked even more beautiful today. Even her ordinary pigtails looked fluffy. She was wearing a light-colored sweater and carrying two bags in her hands.

As soon as they saw her, the two children couldn't help but run out quickly, shouting at her, "Big sister——"

Su Zhiruan reached out and caught the two children, "Run slower, what if you fall down?"

At this time, the tall Qin Lianqi also walked up to them.

Su Zhiruan stood up and handed two paper bags, each filled with big meat buns, to the two children.

The children around began to envy Su Zhishu and Su Zhiying when they saw that they had such a beautiful sister, and even the usually cold teacher Qin walked up to her.

The moment the two children took the meat buns out of the bag and ate them, almost all the children swallowed their saliva.

In this day and age, even an ordinary family can only eat this once a month.

But during this period, the children could see Su Zhishu and Su Zhiying's beautiful sister waiting for them with meat buns every day, which made all the children envious.

"Hello, Teacher Qin." Su Zhiruan asked the two children to go to the other side to eat meat buns. She stood up and looked at Qin Lianqi with a smile.

This was the second time she had seen the Son of the Plane.

Although the system did not give Qin Lianqi's specific identity, she could guess based on this man's demeanor that this time's Son of the Plane was either rich or noble. As for going to the countryside to be a teacher, it might be a sudden idea of ​​his, or something else.

"Su Zhiruan," Qin Lianqi suddenly looked at her and called out her name. Seeing the puzzled look on her face, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and said, "I'm here to find you this time."

"Looking for me?" Su Zhiruan's face showed a strange expression, "Teacher Qin is looking for me..."

Qin Lianqi took out a neatly folded piece of paper and apologized before handing it to her, "I'm sorry, I accidentally saw your manuscript."

Su Zhiruan took the paper from his hand, and only then did she realize that her manuscript had come into his hands.

"I couldn't find it a few days ago, and I thought it was blown away by the wind. I didn't expect it to be here with Teacher Qin." She took a look at the content on it. This was what she wrote late at night before designing the clothes.

"You wrote very well. Both the content and the writing style are up to the standard for publication, or even higher."

After Qin Lianqi finished speaking, Su Zhiruan himself was shocked for a moment. He did not expect to receive such a high evaluation from him.

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"Thank you, Teacher Qin. This is exactly what I had in mind. My family is too poor and we need money to improve our lives. I have written many manuscripts and submitted them all. I was just about to start writing this one when I discovered that it was lost, so I never looked for it again." Su Zhiruan spoke the truth. She spread her hands with a smile, and a lively aura of a young girl appeared on her face.

Qin Lianqi took the draft from her and read it again. Thinking that he had not yet explained the source, he leaned against the wall, folded the draft, and said calmly, "I found it in Zhishu's homework book when I was marking homework this afternoon. He said he might have brought it out accidentally - do you still plan to continue writing this?"

Su Zhiruan wasn't quite sure either.

She stayed up for two nights a few days ago, furiously writing twenty outlines, and then wrote twenty or thirty manuscripts, and submitted them all. According to the content, she divided them into different book clubs, publishing houses and newspapers.

She was quickly ready to give up on the article she suddenly couldn't find.

But now, seeing the expectation in Qin Lianqi's eyes, she stopped talking and changed her mind, "I still plan to write."

This sentence may be useful.

She saw that Qin Lianqi's expression relaxed a little.

Although she didn't know why he cared about a draft, being able to get closer to the Son of the Plane was also one of her goals. She quickly came up with a new topic, "Does Teacher Qin have any suggestions for this manuscript?"

Qin Lianqi shook his head slowly, his drooping eyelashes trembled twice, reflecting a soft light in the gentle sunlight.

"No suggestions," Qin Lianqi handed her the folded paper, "If you like, can you vote for me?"

Su Zhiruan: “???”