novelonline Chapter 1189 Home visit on the first day of school?
Chapter 1189 Home visit on the first day of school?
Chapter 1189 Home visit on the first day of school?
Ma Siyi walked to the podium. Everyone in the class focused their attention on her, but she just said, "My name is Ma Siyi."
Then she stopped talking, so the head teacher, Mr. Li, had no choice but to say to her, "Then go to the empty seat in the back first."
"Ah."
Ma Siyi sat behind Xie Wanghe, which made him very happy.
"Si Yi..."
Teacher Li was so angry that he laughed: "Xie Wanghe, you still have the heart to laugh? Don't think that the home visit is over. Complete the summer homework for me within a month. If you miss a word, I will punish you ten times!"
“Ah~~~” Xie Wanghe suddenly felt like life was meaningless.
Shao Xingchi and Zhou Haikuo laughed secretly, while Xia Fenghua grinned with no image at all. One can only say that girls change a lot when they grow up, and everything is possible.
After the first class, Sun Sanliang walked up to Ma Siyi and asked, "Are you a foreigner? Or is your father a foreigner?"
Xie Wanghe said unhappily, "It's none of your business, Sanliangzi, stay away from her."
Sun Sanliang was unconvinced and said, "It's none of your business if I talk to her."
Ma Siyi was a little overwhelmed. Xia Fenghua stepped forward and pushed Sun Sanliang away: "Ma Siyi lives in the same courtyard with us. Sanliangzi, if you dare to bully her, be careful or I will beat you to a pulp."
"I didn't bully her. There's a new classmate in our class. Can't I just say hello?" Sun Sanliang rolled his eyes.
"Everyone else can do it, but you can't." Xia Fenghua turned around and said to Ma Siyi, "Siyi, you should see clearly that this guy is not a good person. Stay away from him in the future."
"Oh." Ma Siyi nodded obediently.
San Liangzi was so angry that his nose was crooked, but because Xie Wang and the other four were there, he would definitely suffer if he was alone, so he had to return to his seat.
Just when San Liangzi had a gloomy face and was thinking about how to take revenge, he suddenly saw that Qin Hao did not surround Ma Siyi like Xie Wang and them. His eyes turned and a plan came to his mind.
"You see, they live in the same courtyard and don't treat you as one of their own..."
"none of your business."
San Liangzi was choked back, but he was not discouraged: "Yes, we did have some conflicts before, but that was last semester. In this way, we can play together in the future, and my pocket money will be more than the four of them combined."
Qin Hao laughed a lot. This kid was indeed the descendant of a profiteer. He knew how to use money to hit people at such a young age.
"How much pocket money do you have per month?"
San Liangzi thought Qin Hao was moved, and he couldn't help but feel happy: "Two hundred yuan!"
In 2000, if an elementary school student had yuan in pocket money a month, he would definitely be considered a wealthy man. However, this amount of money was naturally nothing to Qin Hao.
"You have the nerve to bribe me with just this little money?"
San Liangzi was unconvinced and said, "Don't think I don't know what your family situation is. If you can take out 200 yuan, I will call you grandpa."
"I don't have an unfilial descendant like you." Qin Hao sneered.
Xie Wanghe laughed when he heard this: "Sanliangzi, don't play tricks, you have to call me grandpa."
As he said that, he took out a piece of paper and pen from Qin Hao's pocket, with five hundred-dollar bills in total.
San Liangzi was stunned: "How do you have so much money?"
Xia Fenghua folded her arms and said, "Tsk, this little money is nothing. Haozi submitted an article to a magazine and got 260 yuan for 1,000 words."
Previously, I had signed a contract with Zhiyin for 200 yuan per thousand words. Later, after a few articles were published and received good responses, the price increased to 260 yuan per thousand words.
"Wow, really? What magazine is that?"
"Qin Hao's calligraphy is so valuable?"
Just when the students were skeptical about the news, the class bell rang.
Sun Sanliang also took the opportunity to question: "Who knows if what you said is true?"
"Sanliangzi, you want to cheat..."
Before Xie Wanghe could continue to argue with Sun Sanliang, the Chinese teacher walked in.
"Stop making noise. Didn't you hear the bell for class ringing? Xie Wanghe and Sun Sanliang, you two are the loudest, right?"
Xie Wanghe and Sun Sanliang were instantly dispirited, but some classmates still mentioned Qin Hao's submission to the magazine.
The Chinese teacher's face looked a little strange when he heard this. He had seen the article written by Qin Hao last semester, but he was not sure whether it could be accepted. Now it seems that Qin Hao's article should have been accepted, and the payment was not low.
As a Chinese teacher, he has contributed articles to many magazines and newspapers, but the actual royalties he earned did not exceed three digits. However, this is not what bothers him the most.
What really troubled him was that if Qin Hao submitted his work to other magazines, even if it was a selection of elementary school students' essays, he could report it to the school and get an honorary award or something.
But Qin Hao submitted his article to Zhiyin. How could such a magazine be promoted in an elementary school? No, even in a high school, no school would dare to promote it.
"Okay, stop arguing, go back to your seats and attend class."
After class, the Chinese teacher thought more and more that it was a pity, and sat alone at his workstation sighing. Seeing this, the head teacher, Mr. Li, asked curiously, "What's wrong? Which child has pissed you off again?"
The Chinese teacher shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If he was really angry, he would have beaten him up. There was no need to do what he did now."
"Then what are you..."
The Chinese teacher told the story about Qin Hao.
Teacher Li was also very depressed when he heard this. He was Qin Hao's homeroom teacher. If there was any credit, he should at least be credited for it, right?
Now, originally there was only one person who was depressed, and now two people are depressed. Teacher Li seriously suspects that this guy did it on purpose.
"Teacher Li, we can't just watch a writing genius like Qin Hao being buried."
The Chinese teacher suddenly spoke.
Teacher Li nodded in agreement, but then frowned again: "But his family is really not well off. Zhiyin's manuscript fee is the highest among all magazines."
[Zhiyin] has given too much. Although the mainstream literary world has criticized [Zhiyin] a lot, who knows whether these people have secretly used new pen names to submit works to [Zhiyin]?
"He finishes his manuscripts at school every day, so he has plenty of time to write other articles."
Speaking of this, Teacher Li was very conflicted again. Last semester, he made a bet with Qin Hao that if Qin Hao could get the first place in the grade, he could do anything in any class as long as he didn't disturb other students.
No teacher would want to be talking till he or she is dry in class while some children in the class are doing other things. That would be disrespectful to his or her work.
But even if Qin Hao didn't listen in class, he could still get the first place in the grade.
"Well, what you said makes sense. So, after school, I will go to Xie Wanghe's home for a home visit, and by the way, I will also talk to Qin Hao's mother."
Teacher Li finally understood that Qin Hao was different from any other child of the same age. Once a decision was made, it was difficult to change it, so he still had to find a breakthrough from the parents.
"Then I'll go with you." The Chinese teacher said seriously.
"it is good."
More people means more strength.
……
For Xie Wanghe, Xia Fenghua and Shao Xingchi, the first day of school was not a good memory. Xia Fenghua and Shao Xingchi were punished to write essays, and Xie Wanghe was even arranged to have a home visit by the teacher. It is estimated that he will have to have a meal of "stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork" when he goes home tonight.
Ma Siyi was full of curiosity and longing for the new school.
"Xie Wanghe, Qin Hao, wait a moment."
When the bell rang for the last class, Teacher Li's sudden appearance extinguished the last bit of hope in Xie Wanghe's heart.
Qin Hao looked at Teacher Li with some confusion.
"Ahem, that teacher wants to visit your home. Is that convenient?"
Xie Wanghe kept winking at Qin Hao, but was caught by Teacher Li.
"Stop making faces here. I'm definitely going to your house."
Xie Wanghe instantly wilted, his face full of tears.
"Teacher, I wonder if my mother has closed her stall now."
"It's okay. If it doesn't work, I can go to Xie Wanghe's house first, and then go to your house."
Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Qin Hao did not continue to stop him. After all, only poor students would be afraid of teachers' home visits.
The group marched towards Huajie. Along the way, Xie Wanghe tried to find an excuse to lead them the wrong way, but two traitors, Xia Fenghua and Shao Xingchi, appeared in the team and took Teacher Li directly to the courtyard.
Liang Haihong had just returned from closing her stall and was preparing to cook a few hearty dishes to welcome her husband who had just returned from sailing, when she saw Teacher Li who came for a home visit.
Because he was still thinking about the conversation with Qin Hao's mother, Teacher Li only briefly touched upon Xie Wanghe's behavior at school.
But this also shocked Liang Haihong, who kept apologizing to Teacher Li.
"Teacher Li, I'm sorry that this child has caused you trouble. When our Mr. Xie comes back, I will definitely teach him a lesson."
Xie Wanghe’s eyes went dark: It’s over.
Teacher Li looked at the sky outside and decided not to make things difficult for Xie Wanghe. He decisively rejected Liang Haihong's offer to stay in the courtyard for dinner.
After sending Teacher Li out, Liang Haihong poked Xie Wanghe's forehead in frustration: "Didn't you say you had finished all your summer homework? But you didn't write a single word. You're just lying. Wait until your dad comes back and see how he'll deal with you!"
"No, Mom. My dad would beat me to death if he knew the teacher came to visit our home." Xie Wanghe begged for mercy with a bitter face.
Liang Haihong said angrily: "You are afraid now, but what were you doing before? Don't expect me to hide it for you. You are really promising. The head teacher came to visit your home on the first day of school..."
"Then Teacher Li didn't just come to our house, he also went to Qin Hao's house."
"How dare you compare yourself with Haozi? He is the top student in the grade. When teachers go to his house, they always praise him. What about you? Did your teacher say a good word about you after he came in? Just now your teacher told me to pay more attention to your studies. I was so embarrassed..."
Liang Haihong became angrier as he spoke, and he picked up a feather duster and hit Xie Wanghe hard several times.
Xie Wanghe ran around the room in so much pain.
"Mom, you can't hit me anymore after hitting me for a while." Xie Wanghe shouted while dodging.
Liang Haihong became even angrier: "You wish, wait until your dad holds you down and see how I deal with you."
Xie Wanghe saw that if he stayed any longer he would be blocked in the house by his parents and be severely beaten, so he rushed out of the house, risking a few hits with a feather duster.
When Liang Haihong saw that the boy dared to run, he chased him even harder.
"Hey, Haihong, why do you have to use force if you want to talk nicely?"
Xie Wanghe seemed to have seen a savior and immediately hid behind Grandma Ma.
Liang Haihong pointed at Xie Wanghe and told him the situation breathlessly.
Seeing this, Grandma Ma pulled Ma Siyi back into the house. Soon, Xie Wanghe's screams were heard from the yard.
"Grandma, why did Aunt Liang hit Xie Wanghe?"
"If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences." Grandma Ma explained softly.
"Then he won't be hurt?"
"No, Wang He is thick-skinned and your Aunt Liang didn't do anything ruthless, otherwise Wang He would have no time to jump around here."
Grandma Ma looked at her granddaughter lovingly: "Don't be afraid, Siyi."
"Grandma, I'm not afraid." Ma Siyi actually envied the lively atmosphere of Xie Wanghe's family. Even though there were quarrels, it was very warm, unlike her mother...
At the same time, Teacher Li also came to Qin Hao's home. When Liang Guixiang heard that her son's head teacher was coming to visit, she quickly prepared two hard dishes.
Since receiving Qin Hao's royalties, the family has become less financially strapped. She would also prepare some meat and freeze it in her neighbor's refrigerator, often as a snack for her son.
"Teacher Li, please come in. I'll pour you a cup of tea."
As soon as Teacher Li entered the room, Liang Guixiang started to get busy.
"Mother Qin Hao, please don't bother me. I came here just to talk to you about classmate Qin Hao."
Liang Guixiang handed the teacup to Teacher Li and asked nervously, "How is Haozi doing at school..."
"You misunderstood. Qin Hao is very good in school... I mean, Qin Hao is very smart, and what's more rare is that he has a talent for writing..."
Just when Liang Guixiang was still immersed in Teacher Li's praise for her son, Teacher Li changed the subject.
"But I think that Qin Hao is now spending all his energy on submitting articles to Zhiyin Magazine, which is destroying his writing talent..."
Qin Hao thought to himself: As expected.
Liang Guixiang kept nodding.
"Haozi, Teacher Li is right. Your main task now is to study. Don't write so many manuscripts in the future. Mom can earn money to support you."
Teacher Li coughed lightly upon hearing this: "Ahem, Qin Hao's academic performance has always been among the best. I am not worried about this. What I mean is that Qin Hao can spare some energy to submit articles to other channels. This will also help his writing."
Qin Hao understood the other party's intention as soon as he heard it. It turned out that he disliked the bad reputation of "Zhiyin".
Seeing that Qin Hao was unmoved, Teacher Li said to Liang Guixiang: "Although the royalties from other channels are not as high as those from Zhiyin, they also have royalties and will not cause your living conditions to decline too much."
"Haozi, I think what Teacher Li said makes sense. That Zhiyin..." When Liang Guixiang thought of the hot girls on the cover of Zhiyin magazine, she felt that she should keep her son away from such magazines.
"Okay then, Mr. Li, I will try to write something else."
Teacher Li was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's good. Qin Hao, I believe that with your writing talent, you will have a better future if you switch to another writing platform."
Qin Hao smiled secretly. He didn't know whether it had a future or not, but his financial prospects were definitely damaged. However, writing articles for friends was not a long-term solution. It could only support his family, not make him rich. He didn't intend to make money from this forever.