From the cute baby star

Chapter 13 Children from Other People's Houses (Part 3, add rewards)

"Yushuang, I showed your boy's manuscript "The Hobbit" to my friend Jiang Liner last night, and she said it was very good."

"Jiang Lin'er, is that the editor-in-chief of the children's book channel of Jiangcheng Publishing House you mentioned?"

"That's right, and this morning, Lin'er gave the manuscript to the editor-in-chief of Jiangcheng Publishing House to read, because Lin'er thinks that your cub's "The Hobbit" is a fairy tale adventure story, but It would be a pity if it were published as a children's book."

"Have the editor-in-chief read it?"

Lin Yushuang was quite surprised.

You must know that the editor-in-chief is a very high position, basically responsible for all matters of Jiangcheng Publishing House.

As early as the last century, Jiangcheng Publishing House was a leader in Jiangcheng's literary and art circles. It signed so many well-known writers over the years, and the editor-in-chief was so busy that he even found time to read his own son's manuscript.

Lin Yushuang was so excited!

"That's right, after the editor-in-chief read the manuscript, he also praised it a lot, and then he was even more surprised when he heard that this manuscript was written by an eight-and-a-half-year-old genius child prodigy, so he expressed his desire to see " Little author of The Hobbit."

"The editor-in-chief wants to see my cub?"

"Correct."

"When?"

"If you have time now, you can come here now, so you and your son, do you have time now?" Xia Qingyan asked with a smile.

Lin Yushuang looked at the time on her wrist watch, and it was only 39:[-] in the morning, which was still early for lunch, so she replied, "I have time, my husband, my son, and I just came out of the music training class. "

"Have you finished class so soon?" Xia Qingyan asked.

"No, hehehe, when it comes to music lessons, I'm in a really good mood today. I'll tell you when I get here later, hehe, the headquarters of Jiangcheng Publishing House, right?"

"Well, you can just come here, I happen to be here too."

"Okay, hang up, bye."

After Lin Yushuang hung up the phone, the joy on her face increased a bit. Dang Shi turned her head and said to her husband and son, "Let's go to Jiangcheng Publishing House first."

"What are you going to the publishing house for?" Qin Dalei asked with a puzzled expression.

Lin Yushuang glared at her husband directly: "Qingyan told me just now that the editor-in-chief of Jiangcheng Publishing House has read the article "The Hobbit" by our son, and wants to meet the young author, and then it should be Let’s talk about publishing again?”

"That's a must. After all, I'm the editor-in-chief." Qin Dalei nodded.

So Lin Yushuang drove out of the parking lot, and at the same time told her husband Qin Dalei again: "There is still more than an hour until lunch time, you still have time, if you can't choose a hot pot restaurant, kneel down on the keyboard."

hiss!
Hearing his wife's instruction again, Qin Dalei trembled.

But after a while, Qin Dalei realized that he had already found a hot pot restaurant with very good reviews on the Internet, and the name was "Xiaolongkan Old Hot Pot".

Not only that.

Qin Dalei also reached an alliance front with his son, it seems that this keyboard is destined to have nothing to do with him.

Qin Junhao sat leisurely in the car, surfing the Internet with his mobile phone, and checked the news of this parallel world.

As for the editor-in-chief who wants to meet me, I will see you as soon as I see you, and a hair is indispensable.

The headquarters building of Jiangcheng Publishing House.

In the editor's office, Xia Qingyan and Jiang Lin'er were here, and there was another middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

He is Qu Jiayang, the chief arranger of Jiangcheng Publishing House.

"Lin'er, look at other children, at the age of eight and a half, they have written such excellent fantasy novels."

Qu Jiayang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, turned around, and said to Jiang Liner who was sitting on the sofa and looking at her mobile phone.

Jiang Lin'er clenched her fists, wanting to pretend to beat Qu Jiayang, she snorted and said, "Hmph, you mean Xiaomu is stupid?"

"Editor Qu, how can a father talk about his daughter?" Xia Qingyan covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Qu Jiayang and Jiang Lin'er are husband and wife. One is the editor-in-chief of Jiangcheng Publishing House, and the other is the editor-in-chief of the Children's Book Channel of Jiangcheng Publishing House.

Their daughter is called Qu Xiaomu.

"Didn't we discuss enrolling Xiaomu in a music training class two days ago? Did you go?" Qu Jiayang asked his wife when he thought about his daughter.

He is really too busy. This year, many writers in Jiangcheng and Jiangnan Province are going to publish new books. As the editor-in-chief, he must work hard.

Not only that, but there are also various cultural activities in Jiangnan Province. As a well-known figure in the literary and art circles of Jiangnan Province, Qu Jiayang more or less has to attend the scene in person.

"I sent it to Xiaomu before I went to work today. It's called Yuyin Music Training Class. After get off work, we will pick up Xiaomu."

Jiang Liner replied.

"it is good."

Qu Jiayang nodded.

Although I, as a father, don't usually have much time to spend with my daughter, but my daughter goes to a music tuition class, and I happen to be working in the afternoon after school at noon, so I must pick her up for lunch.

"Music training class?"

Xia Qingyan on the side frowned slightly, and muttered, "Yushuang and her son seem to be going to a music training class today."

"Is her son also talented in music?" Jiang Lin'er asked with her watery eyes wide open.

"A child prodigy with an IQ above 150, Lin'er, don't you think that little guy is only talented in writing?"

Xia Qingyan smiled softly and said.

"If I have a son like that, it's just..."

"Qu Jiayang!"

When Jiang Liner heard this, she immediately roared.

"Ahem, it's enough for me to have a little padded jacket like Xiaomu. If I really have a genius son, how much energy will be spent on cultivating it."

Seeing this, Qu Jiayang quickly changed his words.

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

At this moment, Xia Qingyan shook her head, and said to Qu Jiayang: "Editor Qu, you don't know that, my best friend and her husband raised their son in a form of freeing them."

"stocking?"

Qu Jiayang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what it meant: "Aren't you afraid of going astray? After all, he is only eight and a half years old, so he should be trained well. Will he go to Tsinghua University and Peking University casually in the future? Maybe he can become a generation of great writers? "

Based on Qu Jiayang's feeling after watching "The Hobbit" just now, if he has this level at the age of eight and a half, as long as he keeps working hard to improve, it may not be impossible to write a novel that is popular all over the world in the future.

"It's okay to go astray, that kid Xiao Junhao is pretty good in every way, and he has good self-control ability."

Xia Qingyan thought for a while, then shook her head and said.

"If the editor-in-chief of Qu Da had the mentality of your best friend, my Xiaomu's childhood might be much happier. Look at it now, it's dancing, and it's music training class. Looking back, do you still want to go to school?" The whole game of Go? Calligraphy? Chinese painting?"

Jiang Lin'er angrily rolled her eyes at Qu Jiayang.

"My wife, don't blame me. Isn't it because our daughter has a good talent for dancing, and she also has a bit of talent for music, so I just learned the dance along with it. It's almost enough to learn these two things. Anything more will be a burden for the child."

Qu Jiayang quickly explained.

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