The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 408 Unspoken Rules of Publication

Confucius and Mencius nodded: "I wrote it, right?"

He had to say this, not because he wanted to be greedy for the system's work, but because he told the truth that the other party would not believe it.

Lin Zhi's eyes lit up: "Can you let me see?"

Kong Meng nodded: "I only have electronic files. If you want to read paper books, you probably have to wait until tomorrow."

Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Electronic files are fine. The current mobile phones are no better than before. At most, they can read at a slower rate, but they can still see clearly."

Confucius and Mencius sent the e-book to the other party, but Lin Zhi was already mentally prepared, and when she read the content of the book, her eyes were still shining brightly.

"You really wrote this book?"

Confucius and Mencius nodded: "If it's fake, then do I have to lie to you?"

Lin Zhi said: "That's not what I mean. This book is really well written. Before reading this book, I didn't even know that books could be written like this."

What Lin Zhi said was completely true.

She has been in Yunxi Hope School for so many years. Although limited by the conditions, her knowledge may not be as high as other teachers.

But her understanding of knowledge is not inferior to anyone else.

This book of Confucius and Mencius covers all the knowledge points and explains the types thoroughly, which is the only one she has seen in her life.

The most important thing is that the problem-solving methods and learning skills proposed in it are simply unheard of.

All in all, this is definitely a good book.

No, this is a divine book.

Confucius and Mencius were about to say a few words of modesty, but Lin Zhi suddenly changed the subject: "Mr. Kong, you are too unkind, aren't you?
With such great stuff, why didn't you bring it out when you were at Yunxi Hope School?
If those children have a set of exercises like this, how can they fail to improve their studies? "

Confucius and Mencius were a little embarrassed, not because he cherished himself, but because he really forgot.

But at the next moment, Lin Zhi smiled: "I know Teacher Kong is not such a person, I was just joking with you just now."

Confucius and Mencius nodded: "It was indeed my mistake, I am not the kind of person who knows I made a mistake but refuses to admit it.

In this way, I will tell Zhen Tiehan tomorrow and ask him to mail a copy to each child of Yunxi Hope School for free. "

Now Lin Zhi felt embarrassed: "This is not good, after all, the cost of those books is there, and now Yunxi hopes that the children in the school are not short of money."

Confucius shook his head: "It doesn't matter, those books can't be sold anyway."

Hearing this, Lin Zhi was stunned: "If it can't be sold, how is it possible? Even a teacher of my level can see the benefits of this book. I don't believe that other people can't see it."

Confucius and Mencius had no choice but to explain the reason.

Lin Zhi frowned: "You said the book number was blocked by the publishing house?

I have also written a book and published it before, so I know the publishing process of the publishing house.

This book is not prohibited, but also reasonable and legal. It should not be rejected at all! "

Kong Meng shook his head, he naturally did not know the reason.

Lin Zhi suddenly said: "Mr. Kong, the educational significance of this book to students is subversive, if you give it up, it will be a loss to Huaguo's educational cause.

So no matter what, you must find a way to publish.

Huaguo has always been a weak point in the world in terms of education. With this book, it is not impossible to achieve cornering overtaking in a short period of time. "

Kong Meng's heart moved. Before that, he just thought that it was a good book to teach the students in the first class of the second year of high school.

Later, due to some reasons, it was promoted in the whole school, and the level of students in Zhiyuan Middle School has also made great progress in a short period of time.

It made him proud for a while.

But a wise man has a lot of worries, and there is bound to be a mistake.

Although he also had the idea of ​​promoting it on a large scale, he never realized the importance of this kind of behavior. Now that Lin Zhi woke him up, he suddenly realized it.

the next day.

Because other subjects were handed over to other teachers, Confucius and Mencius had ample spare time, especially when there was no class in the afternoon.

He couldn't help thinking of the ten-year must-read questions, and maybe he could take advantage of this time to go to the publishing house to learn about the situation.

Taking out his mobile phone, he called a car directly.

Ten minutes later, Confucius and Mencius appeared at the door of the Dutch Education Publishing House.

This is a four-story building with a clean and elegant surface and bright windows.

The building is semi-circular, a bit similar to European style, and also has a three-point flavor of classical Chinese architecture. It is beautiful and beautiful.

This made Confucius and Mencius sigh: What is a national government agency?

The high-end atmosphere is the national government agency.

Kong Meng stepped in, and a beautiful young lady at the front desk smiled and said, "May I ask what you want, sir?"

Kong Meng said: "I have written a book, and I want to come here to apply for an ISBN number. Do I need to provide any documents?"

After listening to Kong Meng's words, the eyes of the lady at the front desk became brighter: "Sir, you only need to provide your ID card and sample letter.

We will contact professional editors to review the content of the book, and it can be published as long as it meets the requirements. "

After finishing speaking, he deliberately added a sentence: "However, a book number is required to publish a book, and a book number is 18888. This is the national unified charging standard."

After speaking, he stared at Confucius and Mencius with a pair of good-looking eyes, trying to read his thoughts from his expression.

Kong Meng smiled slightly: "I know this, as long as you can pass the trial, the money will be transferred to you immediately."

The lady at the front desk almost jumped up excitedly. You must know that the book number fee is the main income of the publishing house, and the receptionist will also get a huge bonus.

But when she read the books that Confucius and Mencius took out, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching slightly: "You must study the questions in ten years?"

Confucius was taken aback: "Do you know this book?"

The look of the young lady at the front desk instantly became awkward: "Excuse me, sir, this book does not meet the publication requirements, so it cannot be published?"

"Does it not meet the publishing requirements? Where does it not meet the publishing requirements?" Confucius and Mencius asked.

The lady at the front desk shook her head helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, you need to ask your reviewers about academic issues."

Kong Meng said: "Reviewer, do you have his contact information here?"

The lady at the front desk continued to shake her head.

Kong Meng said: "Then where is your president? I want to talk to him."

The lady at the front desk: "The president is on a business trip temporarily, so he won't be in the club for a short time."

"What about other people? For example, the vice president? Or your responsible editor."

"This...they are not here either."

Confucius and Mencius looked at each other in surprise: "Don't tell me that you are the only one in such a big publishing house?"

The lady at the front desk was immediately embarrassed. She hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded vigorously: "Sorry sir, the publishing house is really just me..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out from inside.

Confucius and Mencius pointed at each other: "What about him? Isn't he a human being?"

Hearing what Confucius and Mencius said, the man stared: "Hey, what are you talking about? Why am I not considered a human?
If you don't make it clear today, don't even try to leave. "

The lady at the front desk hurried over and said, "President Sun, this person is the author who must write questions for ten years!"

"What, ten years must solve the questions?"

President Sun's eyes widened instantly, and finally, he glanced at Kong Meng: "Little brother, you are right, I am indeed not a human being, goodbye!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

No matter how stupid he was, he also realized that there must be something wrong.

After President Sun left, Kong Meng stared at the young lady at the front desk again: "Beauty..."

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the young lady at the front desk turned her back to Kong Meng and stared at a white wall with all her attention.

No matter what he said, the other party didn't seem to hear it.

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Suddenly, his heart moved: "Beauty, I wonder if you have heard of Baigusu?"

When he said this, Confucius and Mencius kept staring at each other.

Sure enough, the young lady at the front desk couldn't help shaking her shoulders. Although the other party quickly calmed down, Kong Meng already had the answer he wanted.

He explained: "As the author of ten-year must-read questions, I have another identity, that is, the inventor of Baigusu.

Recently, I am researching how to mass-produce white mushrooms, and I happen to have two bottles of potions for experiments.

In fact, if it’s just for research, one bottle is enough, and I’m going to give away the other spare bottle…”

As soon as the words came out, the lady at the front desk turned around instantly: "Give it to someone? Can you give it to me?"

Kong Mengchao touched his chest and took out a small blue bottle. He smiled: "It's not impossible to give it to you, but it's a publication that must be written in 10 years..."

The lady at the front desk quickly calmed down: "Sir, I'm sorry, I can't decide this matter."

Confucius said: "It's not for you to decide, everyone knows it well.

The failure of applying for publication after ten years of brushing questions is definitely not a problem with the quality of the book.

You just need to tell me the reason, and this bottle of medicine is yours. "

The face of the young lady at the front desk was full of hesitation and struggle, and finally she prostrated herself under Kongmeng's small medicine bottle: "I can tell you about this, but you must not say that I said it."

Confucius said: "You must have heard my name. I will never go back on what I have said."

The lady at the front desk said: "It's actually very simple..."

Listening to the other party's plain talk, Confucius and Mencius finally understood the cause and effect of the matter.

When Zhen Tiehan took the ten-year must-read questions to the publishing house, the publishing house immediately asked two responsible editors to review the manuscript.

Although the publishing house itself is also responsible for editing, the responsible editor here is mainly for regular manuscripts such as newspapers.

As for teaching supplementary materials, external personnel are hired.

For example, this time, he invited a senior editor from a large teaching aid company called Huatu.

This is the problem. The next day Huatu Jiaofu got the book, the person in charge of the other party came over and expressed his desire to buy the copyright of the book, and the price was up to Zhen Tiehan.

The publishing house immediately contacted Zhen Tiehan, and the result can be imagined.

He didn't let go of Huatu Jiaofu's efforts to clear up the relationship.

In desperation, Huatu turned around and negotiated with the publishing house, willing to bid 100 million, and asked the publishing house to refuse to approve the publication of the book.

This is 100 million, the publishing house was immediately moved, they just found a reason to send Zhen Tiehan away.

Zhen Tiehan was very concerned about this matter at first, but later Kongmeng was framed and was about to leave Zhiyuan Middle School.

In order to seek justice for Confucius and Mencius, Zhen Tiehan let this matter go.

It wasn't until Confucius and Mencius returned that he remembered again...

Handing the medicine bottle to the lady at the front desk, Kong Meng turned and left.

Although there is no definite answer, but things are very clear.

It must be Huatu Jiaofu who discovered the value of this 10-year-old book and wanted to get the copyright.

Later, Zhen Tiehan rejected the other party, and the other party immediately changed his policy and made a stumbling block on the publishing path.

As competitors, they know better than anyone else what kind of impact it will have on their similar products once they enter the market.

Instead of this, it is better to kill it in the cradle directly.

Of course, knowing the cause and effect of the matter, Confucius and Mencius had every means to expose this matter.

Let Huatu Jiaofu and the publishing house, who have been stumbling in the dark, become notorious.

But he didn't.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he doesn't have the time.

With all this energy, wouldn't it be nice to teach the students one more lesson?

And when is the time for retribution, even if you successfully hit the other party, both of these two are big players in the industry.

At that time, if the other party retaliates, even if he is not afraid, it will still make him feel bloody.

The most important thing is that Confucius and Mencius have thought of a solution.

Moving his thick eyelids away from the phone screen, Wang looked at the teacher who was lecturing in front of the blackboard, and the depths of his pupils were full of bewilderment.

I wasted another class.

This situation has long been the norm since I fell in love with novels.

He reads during the day, reads at night, reads in get out of class, reads after class, and continues to read with his mobile phone in the toilet.

Under such circumstances, his ability to read characters has improved qualitatively, and it is common for him to see ten lines at a glance.

Of course, like all novel hobbies, his grades plummeted, from the top three in the class to the bottom ten.

He tried countless times to quit this addiction, but no matter how hard he tried, he ended in failure.

It seems that my life is wasted.

Closing his eyes, Wang Yi was about to lie down on the table and squint for a while.

It's not that he is too tired. In fact, as long as he has a good book to read, he won't feel tired even if he doesn't close his eyes for three days and three nights.

He just fell into a book famine.

There is no way not to have a book shortage!

Some time ago, in a book friend group, he found that many book friends were pushing a book called Tian Long Ba Bu, and out of curiosity, he also ran over to read it.

As a result, it didn't matter, and he was addicted to it in an instant.

From morning to night, and from night to morning, I stayed up all day and night, and read all this book in one breath.

Good book!

This is all he has to say about this book!

Then a tragic scene happened. When Wang repeatedly looked for other books to read, he couldn't read anything that he could barely read at first.

The book famine is painful, and the famine caused by a single book undoubtedly makes the pain even worse.

When he was full of helplessness and didn't know what to do, he thought of the book friend group again.

Maybe there are other good books being recommended?

Do as soon as you think of it, Wang Yi opened the group chat.

The next moment, he froze.

There is actually a book in it, the title of the book: I just want to be a quiet academic master.

Wang Yi was shocked, and immediately found the book and started reading from the beginning.

This turned out to be a book related to learning, although the writing style cannot be compared with Tianlong Babu.

However, due to the novel idea and its close relationship with his student status, he continued to read it slowly.

The more I read it, the more I was shocked, because the book introduced many learning methods, and as a former top student, he immediately realized the brilliance of these methods.

If I study in this way, maybe I still have a chance to recover the grades that have fallen?

A nonsensical idea suddenly popped up.

(End of this chapter)