"It turns out that my uncle, who was in his prime, has grown old, and I am still so willful and reckless. Thinking about what I did in the past, I feel heartbroken. I silently apologize to my uncle in my heart... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Yan Huai was listening attentively, but only reacted when he heard Su Yang's laughter. He closed the cap of the pen and recalled carefully.
"??? The uncle you were talking about just now was me? Am I that old? Silver hair and white hair?" Yan Huai looked at Su Yang playfully.
Su Yang laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She then fell on the sofa, holding her stomach. Her eyes narrowed with laughter, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"We all came from student days, don't you know that the beginning is just a pen, and the rest is all made up?"
Su Yang counted on her fingers, "In my composition, my parents suffered multiple physical disabilities due to accidents, such as broken legs and arms, which were just basic exercises. And when I had a fever in the middle of the night more than a dozen times, my mother braved the pouring rain to take me to the hospital..."
Su Yang lay on the sofa, counting the essays he had written since he was a child.
Yan Huai: "Your teacher is really not easy. He was fooled by you so many times."
Su Yang closed his composition book and packed up his books.
"Yeah?"
She has received the best education since she was a child. In the beginning, Mu Yan hired famous teachers for her, and later he also found big names from all walks of life to teach her. In this regard, Mu Yan has indeed never treated her unfairly.
After packing up her things, Su Yang took her bag and went back. It was noon outside, and Yan Huai had already stood up and started cooking.
Walking out of the study, Yan Huai casually glanced at the coffee table and saw a sticky note on the table.
Tearing it off, Yan Huai saw that it was homework. In the Chinese composition, Su Yang wrote "Chasing Dreams, Building Dreams"
Yan Huai took it and pasted it in his notebook.
What does chasing dreams and building dreams have to do with my uncle sewing clothes?
Su Yang, on the other end, took out the composition book again, read less than two words, and then put it back.
The window was not closed, and a breeze blew through, lifting up the paper. Inside was written:
Everyone has ambitions, and ambitions become dreams. Dreams are meant to be pursued, not fantasized about. Dreams are pure, untainted by occupation or other factors. Life is long, and we can spend our lives in futile struggle, or we can hold on to our dreams and move forward with determination. It all depends on us.
The composition ends with a very clichéd sentence: everyone is a dream builder.
Chen Yixing is also reading. He is about to take the high school entrance exam and is also teaching himself computer programming. He is very busy on weekdays, and he makes the most of the weekends to read.
Su Yang didn't bother him. She started doing business as soon as she got on Penguin.
[Honey, is this a commissioned article?]
Su Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking about his price for a long time, and then replied: "Yes, but did you check the price before coming? It's a bit expensive."
[I understand, I came here just for your writing style, the money doesn't matter.]
[Okay, let me tell you about the setting.]
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[I want a fanfic about He Quran and Jing Youyan, where they're older, and the aloof director gong vs. the silly idol shou!]
Su Yang hesitated for a moment, but still accepted it. It would be a waste not to make money if you can.
[Okay, please state the word count and pay the deposit.]
[A short story of 10,000 to 20,000 words is OK.]
Soon Su Yang received a deposit of 500 yuan from the other party. Su Yang happily opened the ward.
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