Chapter 418 Her Letter of Recommendation
In addition to being the class monitor, Li Yue is also a girl.
When the other students in the class saw her crying, they gradually stopped joking and playing.
Everyone returned to their seats, picked up their books and resumed their studies.
Lu Miao is like this.
However, she was not reading the textbook, but the English translation of "The Lady of the Camellias" that she had bought before.
Guan Yangyang, a female classmate on the right, saw it out of the corner of her eye and widened her eyes in surprise.
"Lu Miao, you're already reading such advanced extracurricular books? This is a French classic, and it's an English translation!"
Lu Miao curled his lips and looked at her sideways lazily but kindly:
"Just looking around."
Not only are there few study materials now, but there are even fewer extracurricular books.
Foreign classics, whether in English or Chinese translation, are not cheap.
A group of poor students can’t even afford to eat their fill, so how can they afford to buy extracurricular books?
It's really rare for someone in the class to come up with a book like this.
"You're really amazing!"
Guan Yangyang's eyes were full of admiration.
"When you're done reading it, could you please lend it to me? I swear, I'll take good care of it!"
"I can lend it to you, but you have to wait in line because I have already promised Wang Mian."
Lu Miao nodded, and added after thinking of something:
"If you don't mind the Chinese translation, I have another one at home and I can bring it to you tomorrow."
"No! Of course not!"
There is actually a library in the school, but there are not many books in it.
Moreover, it is crowded every day, and all you can find when you squeeze in are things you have read several times before, and some of the content is almost memorized.
There are also several early positive foreign classics that are almost as patinaed as cultural relics, but are still very popular and hard to come by.
When Lu Miao agreed to lend it out, many students in the class stood up:
"What are they reading? Which classic is it? When they finish reading it, can you lend it to me too?"
"I want one too!"
“…”
In a short time, Lu Miao was surrounded by people.
Even Liu Xiaofang squeezed over.
Diagonally behind, Li Yue watched this scene and angrily crumpled the envelope that was sandwiched between her English textbooks.
The matter of recommendation letters can be big or small.
She originally just wanted to know the secret of Lu Miao's stable academic performance.
After figuring it out, I still wanted to find an opportunity to return the envelope.
Now, still?
Don’t even think about it!
Li Yue wiped away her tears and sneered.
He unfolded the envelope and put it between the books, then placed the book on the stool and sat down on it.
Translators can earn so much money, she wants to see that Lu Miao has lost the opportunity to join the national Komon Eisha Society.
If I can’t continue translating manuscripts in the future, how can I maintain such a high-profile and luxurious life!
It was as if he had already seen how destitute Lu Miao had become after his source of income was cut off.
Li Yue smiled proudly and felt much better.
In the end, the blackboard newspaper was completed by more than 20 people in the class working together.
Lu Miao's handwriting is very beautiful, but it looks much less impressive on the blackboard.
The text content was completed by Wang Mian and Guan Yangyang.
Although Lu Miao didn't like trouble, at this time people valued collective honor, so she followed the local customs and participated in some activities.
Holding the chalk horizontally, I drew a simple figure wearing a military cap and saluting on the blank space in the lower right corner of the blackboard.
The effect is quite good.
Guan Yangyang and Wang Mian looked at her several times, saying that she had wonderful ideas and praising her for being so capable.
It made Lu Miao feel a little embarrassed.
While others usually study hard, she is the only one who doesn't like to do serious work.
Her mind wandered during class and she doodled a lot on her books and notebooks.
There is an excerpt in the Chinese textbook, and the illustration at the back shows a hen with a group of chicks.
I don't know what she was thinking at the time, but she equipped each chick with a machine gun...
Lu Miao was lost in thought for a moment, and then thought to himself that he really needed to restrain himself in the future.
Otherwise, if someone gets her textbook, what will happen after reading it?
Just thinking about it makes me feel socially dead.
After school, Lu Miao packed up his things and went home. As soon as he entered the yard with his handbag, he smelled the fragrance of oil.
The two children were sitting on a small stool in the kitchen, eating something in their hands, their little mouths full of greasy food.
Lu Miao went into the house, put down his bag, and then went to the kitchen. "What are you doing? Why does it smell so good?"
"I'm still talking."
Tang Mei smiled.
"Xiao Fu came back early from his compulsory education class today. He said he saw some fish and shrimp in the creek on his way back, so he caught some."
There was still a sizzling sound in the pot.
Tang Mei processed the small fish and shrimps, added five-spice powder and cooked a large bowl of batter, which she was frying.
Lu Miao scooped some water, waved to Xiao Mingyi to follow her outside, and slowly poured water for her to wash her hands with a ladle.
Speaking of compulsory classes, Lu Miao said:
"Next Monday is Labor Day, and we will also participate in voluntary labor classes."
"Oh, is that true? One piece?"
"It's not far, right next to the Second Ring Road, just past the moat."
"It's not far, but it's okay. I don't have to get up at four in the morning like Xiaofu did before... You should rest well at home for the next two days. On Monday morning, I'll get up early and make you some food. You can bring some with you."
Lu Miao nodded, "Okay."
Tang Mei was busy while she was still mumbling:
"The food provided by the villagers may not be of a certain quality, but you still have to give them food coupons as usual... You can bring what you like and eat it. If they don't give you food coupons, you can just give them a penny and ask them to heat up some firewood for you."
"Okay, got it. Where's Brother You?"
"He said the cucumber rack in the yard was not strong enough, so he ran out to find bamboo poles to rebuild it."
Lu Miao said "Oh".
The yard is full of green fruits and vegetables, and the spring cucumbers planted earlier have begun to bear fruit.
Lu Miao ate a few fried fish and shrimp cakes in the kitchen, then went to the well to wash his hands.
Two little tails were staggering behind him, and the three of them, one big and two small, crawled under the crooked cucumber vine and groped for treasure.
The loofahs planted nearby are in a remote area, and the vines have climbed up to the roof. Except for the difficulty in picking the loofahs, there is no need to worry about them at other times.
Fu Jingyou entered the yard carrying a small bundle of dry bamboo poles. His wife and children were squatting by the well, laughing and eating fresh cucumbers.
Fu Jingyou threw the bamboo pole on the ground, washed his hands by the well, and then squatted over.
The fierce eyes and brows in the past are now filled with deep affection and as gentle as spring water.
"How's the food? Is it the same as in the south?"
"That should be it."
Lu Miao spoke incoherently and passed the remaining half of the cucumber to his mouth.
"Would you like to try it?"
Fu Jingyou took a big bite.
The last time I ate the cabbage, the taste was quite distinct, and it was indeed not as sweet as the one I ate in the south.
As for cucumbers, they taste just as crisp and juicy, and there doesn't seem to be much difference.
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