"Inspector, Inspector... Zhang Tan!"

Cao Yuchuan's shouting brought Zhang Tan back to reality from his long-standing memories.

The classroom is still noisy.

The third year of junior high school and the first year of high school this year, but who knows that more than ten years have passed. After sighing slightly, Zhang Tan sighed to himself: "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? The small building was windy again last night, and my hometown was unbearable to look back at the moonlight... I should laugh at me for being passionate, and I will have a bright hair."

"Inspector, do you feel like there is a story?"

“There are many stories.”

"Write a love letter for me."

“No talk.”

"Help help."

“No time.”

In the end, Zhang Tan did not agree to Cao Yuchuan, and writing love letters was a little low-key.

With this time, it’s better to write more martial arts novels and earn more money.

The outline of the second "Four Famous Conquering Guandong" is set early, and the rest is to add details to it. This is not difficult for Zhang Tan, who has a good writing style, perhaps his imagination is a little lacking, but with future memories as references, the article is still full of fantastic ideas.

The rain lasted for two days, the cloudy day continued for two days, and the playground was always wet.

The students were trapped in the dormitory and classroom, and Zhang Tan was no exception.

Without the chance to exercise, he spent all his time writing novels. Occasionally, he would use noon to attend music classes with Zhu Yunfei and evening self-study music students' music classes. He also participated. He had no plans to apply for music students. The reason for participating was because he suddenly thought of a problem.

If he is an art student, his academic performance is not necessary to be so good. If he is an art student, his scores in the cultural courses are very low, and the teacher is not strict in his management.

"Do I want to be an art student?"

"By the way, even if I don't take the music and art exam, I can take the director, photography, and screenwriter exam! Beiyi Film Academy, Central Academy of Drama, and Yanghai Theater Academy... I still want to be a director in the future. If I make movies, it is the pinnacle of artistic life... Now I can take the route of artistic student!"

"I won't believe it anymore. When I become famous after writing novels, a literary master of my generation will go to Beijing Film Academy, and the other party will refuse."

"Thinking about this, I have no need to waste my time memorizing hard books. As long as the culture class is not dragged down and I can live up to my face, wouldn't it be OK?"

After thinking about it, Zhang Tan, who had figured it out, then he put on his guitar and ran to music class with a stubborn look.

Life lasted for a week. "Faith" wrote 30,000 words, and Zhang Tan once again sent the 30,000 words manuscript to the magazine "Legend of the Ancient and Ancient · Martial Arts Edition".

The first holiday after coming to Shuangdun Middle School also came on the afternoon of September 28th.

Zhang Tan didn’t pay attention to what he did in the afternoon.

He only focused on the book "Legend of the Ancient and Modern Times and Story Edition" in his hand, the October 2001 issue, the 13th issue. Because in the second half of this magazine, his debut was published in the first two chapters of the first "Chasing" of the female work "The Four Famous Catching Guandong". The author's name is written in black and white - Tan Zhang.

At noon today, he went to the shop to send a submission letter from "Faith" and saw a reply letter from the Legend Magazine of the Ancient and Ancient Magazine, which was a sample issue sent by "Story Edition" in October.

Zhang Tan was very happy when he published his novel in a magazine for the first time.

But he still held back and did not show off.

Because he was a little embarrassed in his subconscious mind, this was a copy of other people's novels after all. Even those people no longer existed.

“Low, low-key.”

Zhang Tan stuffed the magazine into his schoolbag.

Looking outside the window, the gloomy weather after the rain gradually dissipated, and the sunlight quietly sprinkled from the clouds, and the brightness returned to the earth.

Before I knew it, I had been to Shuangdun Middle School for a month.

He left home like he had escaped, just because he could not accept the fact that he was reborn. Now he felt that he had integrated into this era and it was time to start a real life.

Embracing your family again is the most precious gift God has given him.

...

"I don't know if the national football team can win today."

"We have won three wins and one draw, and we can advance to the World Cup in two more games!"

"I believe that Milu can lead us to qualify this year!"

In the bumpy carriage, there were passengers who were fans, and were discussing the top ten Asian games in full swing. This year is the World Cup preliminaries. In May, the Chinese team broke through from the group stage and arrived at the top ten Asian games. The top ten games were divided into two groups A and B. The Chinese team was in Group A, and the top two in the group directly advanced to the 2002 South Korea-Japan World Cup.

Currently, the Chinese team wins three wins and one draw in Group A, and their opponents are Oman, Qatar, Uzbekistan, and the UAE, which are not considered top-notch Asian teams.

Because South Korea and Japan are the organizers, they directly advanced to the World Cup. Apart from these two Asian strong teams, the Chinese team's Group A is not strong enough. It can be said that the qualifying format is very good.

This has greatly inspired Chinese fans.

Even though they didn't have time to watch the game by car, everyone's mind still went to Abu Dhabi, the capital of the UAE. This afternoon, the Chinese team challenged the UAE away.

To be honest, Zhang Tan was not affected by the heated discussion in the carriage. Others were excited for the national football team, but he would not.

He felt the crazy atmosphere of the 2002 Korean and Japanese World Cup, and also understood that after the Chinese national football team returned from the World Cup with nine zero eggs, the anger, sadness and confusion of the Chinese people. Milu is magical, but no matter whether the Chinese team qualifies for the Korean and Japanese World Cup, whether they draw the lottery or win the strength, they are just the last glory of Chinese football.

This is also the last afterglow of the A generation A.

Others may not know it, but Zhang Tan still understands that Yan Shiduo came to power last year and served as the full-time vice chairman of the Chinese Football Association, which almost heralds the arrival of the darkest decade of Chinese football.

"The moment of joy now is just a rebirth, Chinese football...ah."

Zhang Tan did not have much energy and spent his time on Chinese football. It took about twenty minutes to take a minibus from Shuangdun Middle School to Hefei City.

After arriving in Hefei City, he took a taxi to the city center of the business capital and Lepusheng. In 2001, Hefei already had many supermarkets, Century Lianhua, Century Hualian, Jiajiale, Carrefour, Haoyouduo, Yonghui, etc., but it is still popular to go to shopping malls.

Lepusheng and the Capital of Business are the best shopping places in Hefei

After entering the mall, Zhang Tan actually didn't know what to buy.

He is a man who is used to being vulgar and is really not very good at buying gifts.

"Well, it seems that Naobaijin is very popular now, I bought it!" Zhang Tan thought that Naobaijin is just a boast of giving gifts. Is it ambiguous to eat it? But it won't be bad if you eat it. After all, it has been popular for more than ten years. If you take it back, you will have some face. "It's given to grandpa, it's given to grandma, it's given to parents..."

Naobaijin is a face-saving person, so Zhang Tan uses snacks for other gifts.

"My dad likes to drink and buy two bottles of Maotai. Mom likes to be beautiful and asks the clerk to recommend a few clothes... and then buy a set of four treasures for my grandfather. He likes to write calligraphy... My sister is in college, so I don't have to buy gifts. I send her some money another day."

An hour later, after spending a total of two thousand oceans, Zhang Tan left the mall with a large bag.
Chapter completed!