Don't believe
The moment Xu Jiaojiao's mother took action, Jiang Zhizhi knew that there was no need to continue the conversation.
Such people, no matter what, will never recognize their own mistakes and will only blame others forever.
At the police station, Jiang Zhizhi told the truth about what happened at Shangyuan Street that day and didn't say anything more.
When leaving, Xu Jiaojiao's mother was still unwilling to give in. She seemed to be convinced that it was Jiang Zhizhi who hid Xu Jiaojiao, and she bit her like a mad dog.
But Jiang Zhizhi never looked at her again and remained indifferent throughout.
She had just asked that question on behalf of Xu Jiaojiao.
Once you’ve asked the questions, it’s over.
Pu Yu just stayed with her from beginning to end, silently observing her. It was not until they got on the bus and found a seat that she could not help but speak, "Zhizhi, you are really calm. Just now I almost thought you were really going to be beaten, and I was ready to go up to help you."
"I've learned Taekwondo, she can't beat me." Jiang Zhizhi smiled and said lightly.
"What? Taekwondo? Oh my god, you even learned Taekwondo? Is there anything you don't know?"
"I learned Taekwondo just for self-defense. I don't know a lot of things. I can't sing or dance. I don't have any talents, and I'm not interesting at all. In fact... I'm not a good person."
"Haha, you said you are not a good person?"
"You heard what I did just now, right?"
"You mean, you stabbed your father and threw feces at your stepmother?"
"Um."
"This doesn't mean you're not a good person, it just means you're a very brave person! And I love making friends with people like you!" Pu Yu proudly put his arm around Jiang Zhizhi's shoulders, "Let's go, I'm going to treat you to KFC!"
*
Xu Jiaojiao's parents did not let go of what happened that day. They later came to the school to harass Jiang Zhizhi for two days, forcing her to hand over Xu Jiaojiao. Jiang Zhizhi ignored them. Gradually, they realized that they could not get any information from Jiang Zhizhi, so they gave up.
As the days passed, the weather gradually became colder, and Jiang Zhizhi also changed into the thick and ugly cotton-padded school uniform for winter.
On the day of the first snow, Jiang Zhizhi was in class at school. Although she was in class, she had not listened to the teacher for a long time. She just pretended to listen carefully on the surface, but in her mind she was digesting the knowledge of pharmaceutical analysis that she had learned from Shen Li in the past two months.
Until the bell rang, she was still looking out the window with her chin in her hand, thinking.
"Zhizhi, there's a letter for you."
Li Rongrong returned with an envelope and placed it on Jiang Zhizhi's desk. She asked curiously, "You have a pen pal? Someone actually writes to you."
Jiang Zhizhi was also stunned. She was so busy every day, how could she have any pen pals?
But when she saw the name on the envelope, she immediately understood and continued, following Li Rongrong's words, "Yes, it's a friend from my hometown."
Behind him, Lu Xiye heard the conversation between Jiang Zhizhi and Li Rongrong, and curiously leaned over to take a look.
Sender's name: Xia Tian.
It looks like a boy's name, right?
Does Jiang Zhizhi still have a male friend back home? However, he has never seen her talk to that guy on the phone...
In the following time, Jiang Zhizhi acted as if she had never seen the letter. She went to class, went home after school, ate, and took tutoring classes as usual.
It was not until she finished tutoring Lu Xiye and returned to her home on the first floor that she took out the letter from her schoolbag again.
After opening the letter and seeing its contents, even Jiang Zhizhi, who was usually calm, couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"Dear author: Hello! Your manuscript has passed the review process of our journal and is intended for publication. Please carefully check the following information..."
She had previously collected manuscript submission information from many fiction monthly magazines and popular science journals. After sorting them out, she wrote a few articles and submitted them under the name of Chen Yuping. Unexpectedly, one of them was accepted.
She remembered that the article she had accepted was about 10,000 words, and she was paid 200 yuan per thousand words, which meant that she could get about 2,000 yuan, and after deducting the royalties, she would still have more than 1,000 yuan.
In the yard, Chen Yuping was cleaning the pots and pans used for her stall. It was the coldest time of the year and her hands were red from the cold, but she looked very happy.
The weather has been cold recently, and corn sales are very good. Although it is a bit harder, the daily income is not bad.
She is really content to be able to support the family on her own.
"Mom, I want to tell you something." Jiang Zhizhi leaned on the threshold of the living room corridor and said to Chen Yuping.
Chen Yuping looked up from washing the pot. "What's going on?"
"I wrote an article and submitted it to a magazine using your name and bank card. I just received a reply from the editor saying it seems to have been accepted. I think the payment will be deposited into your account soon. Please keep an eye out for it."
"Ah? Pass...pass the manuscript?" Chen Yuping was stunned, and her movements stopped. "Does this mean your article will appear in the magazine?"
"Well, that should be the case..."
"Is this true?" Chen Yuping couldn't believe it. For a rural woman like her, those who could write articles in magazines were all famous cultural figures. She never thought that her daughter, who was only in junior high school, could write articles that could be published in magazines. It was too incredible.
Jiang Zhizhi handed the reply letter to Chen Yuping, "Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?"
Chen Yuping quickly read the letter from top to bottom and opened her mouth in surprise.
Her daughter is actually going to be in a magazine!
"Zhizhi..."
Chen Yuping wanted to ask more questions, but was interrupted by Jiang Zhizhi.
"Mom, it's so late. I'm going back to bed. You should get some rest too."
After saying that, she slipped into the house.
Lying down on the bed, Jiang Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief. After this, it would be much more convenient to transfer money to Chen Yuping's account in the future, and she wouldn't have to write articles so intensively anymore.
Although her mind now almost contained a library and she was adept at writing articles, these were not what she really wanted to pursue.
Closing her eyes, she listed in her mind the knowledge of pharmaceutical analysis that she had learned during this period. During this period of time, she became more and more proficient in controlling the knowledge in her mind, like a knowledge robot that could retrieve the information she needed from the huge database in an instant.
It's about time.
The first thing she would do...
*
Late at night, two o'clock in the morning.
The intense thinking during the day made it easy for Jiang Zhizhi to fall into a deep sleep. She was sleeping soundly when the cell phone beside her suddenly lit up and vibrated.
"Hmm..." Jiang Zhizhi was woken up. Half asleep, she picked up her phone and answered the call, "Hello..."
She was too lazy to open her eyes and didn't see the name of the caller.
After the call was connected, the person on the other end remained silent and didn't say anything.
"Hello? Who is it?" she asked again.
But there was still no sound from the other side.
Jiang Zhizhi frowned and opened her eyes to face the dazzling light of her cell phone. She wanted to see who was calling, but saw an unfamiliar phone number.
"Hello?"
"beep--"
The person on the other end hung up the phone.
Wrong number?
Jiang Zhizhi was a little confused. She put her phone aside and went back to sleep.
*
Half a month later, the first payment of royalties came in. Chen Yuping was so happy that she went to the supermarket and bought bags of meat rolls and vegetables, and announced that she would have hot pot to celebrate.
Lu Xiye came down from upstairs to eat, walked around the house, and found that his favorite Coke was not available.
How can you have hot pot without Coke? So he dragged Jiang Zhizhi to the supermarket downstairs to buy Coke.
"I was wondering why you haven't been paying attention in class lately. Turns out you've been secretly writing..." Since the start of this semester, Lu Xiye has noticed a change in Jiang Zhizhi. Before, she'd be doing her own things in class, but she'd still listen carefully when the teacher got to the key points. But now, she sometimes spends entire classes without even looking at the teacher or the blackboard, either scribbling away with her head down or just staring blankly.
"Although you have always been the top student in the grade, if you keep being like this, be careful that your grades will drop." He kindly reminded.
"No," Jiang Zhizhi said calmly, "By the way, don't tell anyone else in school about what I wrote. I don't want too many people to know."
"Will Li Rongrong not let me know?"
Jiang Zhizhi thought for a moment, "I probably can't hide it from her, but it doesn't matter..."
"Jiang Zhizhi, are you too calm? Your writing is going to be published in a magazine, aren't you happy?"
Lu Xiye didn't understand. If what he wrote was published in the magazine, not only the whole class, but the whole school would probably know about it.
If no one knows, what's the point?
"I……"
Before Jiang Zhizhi could say anything, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
She took it out and took a look at the caller, Weidong.
Qin Lin’s secretary?
Why did he call himself?
After a pause, she answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Zhizhi? It's me, Uncle Wei. Do you remember me?"
Wei Dong's voice came from the mobile phone, and Lu Xiye who was standing beside him heard it clearly. He came over suspiciously, not understanding why Wei Dong would contact Jiang Zhizhi alone.
"What's up?"
"Our boss has a party with a partner from Country N tonight, but the translator had an accident on the way. Can you come over now to help out?" Wei Dong's voice sounded anxious, as if the matter was really urgent.
Jiang Zhizhi glanced at her watch. It was already past six o'clock. "But my mother is still waiting for me to eat."
"Two hours at most, and the translation fee is two thousand!"
"Okay, where is it?"
"Where are you now? I'll pick you up now."
Jiang Zhizhi reported the address of the community.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Xiye still looked confused, "Translation? What translation?"
"Foreign language translator." Jiang Zhizhi coughed lightly, feeling a little guilty.
"You can speak foreign languages? How come I didn't know that?" Lu Xiye had never heard Jiang Zhizhi mention it before.
"Do I have to report everything I know to you? I learned it on my own."
"You learned N Mandarin by yourself? You're at a level that would allow you to be a translator... How long have you been studying?"
“I learned it very early.”
Of course she couldn't say that she had just learned it during the summer vacation.
"This is too weird... I don't believe it." Lu Xiye looked at Jiang Zhizhi suspiciously, "I'll go with you. I want to see what's going on. Don't try to lie to me..."
"If you want to come, then come. I don't mind. But... you have to help me think of a way to hide this from my mother."
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