Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 143 What Do You Want To Do, Old Man?

"That's right, Mr. Qian, this is "The Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragons". I spent a whole day reading it and I plan to go back and read it carefully!"

Tian Xia handed over the printed manuscript as he spoke.

There is no way, the editor-in-chief doesn't read the electronic manuscripts, he has to adjust the font size for the printed ones, with more than 100 million words, it is indeed quite thick.

"Good guy, it has a lot of words, right? This should be the novel recommended by that old fellow Zhao Pu. I didn't expect you to say it was good. I must read it!"

Qian Lao's real name is Qian Shu, and he looks to be in his early sixties, with his hair neatly combed back, and his personality should be rather rigid and serious.

But Tian Xia knew that Qian Lao, the immediate boss, had a good temper and personality. Apart from being strict with the novels to be published, he was definitely very amiable.

"The chapter novels in different volumes are set in the Northern Song Dynasty, Liao Dynasty, Western Xia Dynasty, and Tubo as the background. Pay attention to Song's era!"

Qian Lao habitually opened the profile first and took a look.

"Mr. Qian, isn't the Northern Song Dynasty a literary talent? Other military affairs are in a mess. Why do you still say that you are the most respected martial arts?"

Tian Xia asked suspiciously, in terms of understanding of historical customs, ten of them tied together could not compare to this old man.

"It's a bit long to say. The Northern Song Dynasty's emphasizing culture and suppressing military affairs was the political orientation of the upper class, mainly serving the ruler's management model, but the folks were not. The folk customs of the Northern Song Dynasty were open, and the economic level developed very well, and the people did not worry about it. There is no need to worry about food and clothing, and all kinds of welfare policies are good. Those who can’t learn Chinese can only practice martial arts. It can be said that martial arts are popular among the people. But because of the system, they are unwilling to be bandits and serve in the army, so they wander around among the people to fight, fight, Forming gangs and forming associations, that’s when the word chivalry became popular on a large scale!”

Qian Lao smiled and explained to Tian Xia.

"Mr. Qian is really knowledgeable. I always thought that the Northern Song Dynasty was a weak Song Dynasty. It seems that only looking at history is still biased!"

Tian Xia respectfully said that he can always learn a lot from Mr. Qian, which is why the entire editorial department likes to chat with Mr. Qian.

"It's nothing, do you know where the title of this book "Dragon Babu" comes from?"

Qian Lao looked down at the printed manuscript and asked.

"I really know a little bit about this. The Eight Dragons come from Buddhism, corresponding to the eight guardian gods in Buddhism. Kinnara, Bamahuraka. After reading the book, I think the author should be the eight protagonists in it, but I can’t tell you the specifics!”

Tian Xia patted the back of his head and said honestly, he really doesn't know much about Buddhism, and he was able to say this because he had read some materials in this area.

"Well, yes, although I haven't read this novel, my guess should not be too different from what you said. The characters of the eight protagonists in the eight novels also correspond to the fate of the eight protagonists, and even correspond to the eight hardships of life: Birth, old age, sickness, death, not getting what you want, parting from love, resentment and resentment, and the five yins. If I guessed correctly, the ending of this novel is not Dzogchen, right? And there should be some tragic meaning, right?"

Qian Lao stroked the ink-scented printout and asked.

"This is indeed the case when I read it, but it also feels complete. After all, I have suffered too much and finally I am relieved!"

Tian Xia thought for a while and replied.

"Well, although I haven't read this book yet, I can't help being interested in the children that old man Zhao Pu mentioned. I thought that a child who hadn't yet been born could write a masterpiece, but the title alone gave me interest, then it’s okay to give old man Zhao some face!”

Mr. Qian finally turned to the first page, and the first entry was the sub-volumes and table of contents. A "Youth Tour" caught his attention, and he couldn't help reading it out.

"The blue shirt is upright and the dangerous peak is walking, the jade wall is bright and the moon is shining. The horse is sick and fragrant, the cliff is high and people are far away, and the hub pattern is born in a small step.

Which family's children are whose family's courtyard, there is no regret and affection.The tiger roars and the dragon sings, changing nests and phoenixes, the sword energy is green and the smoke is horizontal. "

"Good words! Good intentions! Good writing!"

Mr. Qian fell silent for about 1 minute after reading, and then he jumped up and shouted three times in succession, which made Tian Xia shiver.

He also saw the opening words of these five chapters, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and skipped to read the main text. He didn't expect Mr. Qian to have such a big reaction.

"Old Qian..."

Tian Xia asked in a low voice.

"Well, Xiaotian, you should go back first, and you are about to leave work. I want to read this novel at night by candlelight. For writers who can write this poem, I need to review the manuscript as soon as possible, so as not to appear that our editorial department is putting on airs and is too inappropriate." Pay attention to!"

Qian Lao didn't look up, he waved at Tian Xia directly, and plunged into the novel.

"Ah? Oh..."

Seeing that Mr. Qian was fully absorbed in the novel, Tian Xia was taken aback for a moment, then got up in response, and then looked at Mr. Qian with his head down, touched his nose, opened the door and went out.

"Isn't it just a poem? Why are you so excited? Ancient poems are not very popular now!"

Tian Xia was thinking as he walked, and it's no wonder he thought so. In today's cultural circles in China, most of the time they pay attention to the new style of modern poetry. Many people don't pay much attention to ancient poetry because they are difficult to understand and can't express their feelings directly.

If it can be regarded as a small highlight of this book, after all, in order to get the chapter title, he wrote five poems. Such an author is absolutely unique, and it is still quite fresh.

Speaking of it, it is still domineering with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!Lingbo Weibu, Beiming Divine Art, Six Meridians Excalibur, Little Wuxiang Art, Tianshan Zhemeishou, Eight Desolation and Liuhe Self-respecting Art, these skills sound delicious, I really want to practice one and a half moves, back then Wander around in the rivers and lakes of the world, and get mixed up with the former and later names!
Tian Xia looked at the time, he was already off work, and planned to go back to the office to pack up his things and go home. Unexpectedly, when he entered the office, he saw Han Zhong holding the computer and mumbling non-stop. "some type of.

"The name Lingboweibu is really nice. [Speedy bird, erratic like a god. Lingboweibu, Luosocks are dusty.] How did the author think of this?"

When Tian Xia approached, he heard Han Zhong mumbling, and couldn't help laughing secretly.

have to!Another person who fell into the pit appeared, how many pots are needed to stew him?
This Hanzhong graduated in Chinese, and he usually loves ancient literature. Many of the things in this book are indeed more in line with his appetite.

"Han Zhong, it's time to go home after get off work!"

Tian Xia packed up her things and said to Han Zhong.

"Old Tian, ​​don't fight for righteousness. If such a good novel hadn't been told to me sooner, wouldn't we still be buddies?"

Han Zhong raised his head from the computer and said with dissatisfaction,
"It's the first time I've watched it today, and you're the second one, so I'm quite right. I'm going home, can you go?"

Tian Xia didn't care at all, so Han Zhong just said that the relationship between the two of them is very good in private.

"Don't go! Today I'm going to burn the lights and fight at night. What the hell, how do you think the author has such a long brain to write such a good novel?"

Han Zhong buried his face on the monitor again and said without raising his head.

"Be careful to turn your [-] degrees myopia into [-] degrees!"

Tian Xia yelled at him again.

Han Zhong didn't raise his head, he just waved his hand indifferently, as if telling him to leave you quickly.

This night, the editor-in-chief's office and editorial department kept the lights on until the next day. When Tian Xia came over, he found that Han Zhong was wearing a thick lens, pushing left and right in the office, mouth There are also chanting "The dragon has regrets", "The flying dragon is in the sky"...

"Han Zhong, you are poisoned! You need to see a doctor, it is best to go to the infirmary to refill the bottle of glucose!"

Tian Xia looked at Han Zhong, who had two dark circles bigger than a panda and an excited face, and couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"No, I'm fine now, didn't you see that I'm practicing?"

Han Zhong said impatiently.

"Are you practicing? You are crazy! Hurry up, listen to me, go to the infirmary and have a look!"

Tian Xia put the things down and wanted to push him.

"Don't come here, look at my Six Meridians Excalibur!"

Han Zhong pointed three fingers together with his thumb, shouted at Tian Xia with his index finger, and made a sound of "嗖嗖".

"Fuck, this is really crazy!"

Tian Xia couldn't help covering his forehead and cursing.

"What are you doing here in Hanzhong? Are you a great dancer?"

The other colleagues also arrived, seeing this situation, they hurriedly asked Tian Xia, after all, the two people in the office are just like Baboben and Baboben.

"What else can I do? I'm dazzled by reading novels!"

Tian Xia covered his face and said, he was ashamed, an editor in the novel editorial department actually let the novel get into such a deep hole, what a shame!
"What kind of novel can be seen like this?"

Colleagues gathered around and asked.

"A newly submitted novel called "The Eight Parts of the Dragon". This guy read it all night yesterday. Look at his big dark circles..."

Tian Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"But it should be interesting to listen to what he said. Where is it? Let's go and have a look. It should be worth a look to make the senior editor of our novel editorial department look like this!"

Everyone asked where the novel was.

"Email, DD mailbox, go find it yourself! Pay attention to your health!"

Tian Xia reluctantly announced the address of the novel, sighed and persuaded.

"I know, I know! We are not Hanzhong..."

"Do not worry……"

"Just kidding, how could..."

A bunch of people hurried back to their seats and turned on their computers, and went to find the "Dragon Ba Bu", they didn't take Tian Xia's words seriously at all.

"It's up to you! Don't listen to the old man's words..."

Tian Xia looked at Han Zhong who was still practicing "Tianshan Zhemei Shou" in the office, and couldn't help but feel a little gloating. It seems that the hole is getting bigger and bigger. How many people will be buried in it?

How is the editor in chief?At such an old age, the old man is not practicing "Squatting Kungfu Alone in Eight Desolation and Six Heights", is he?

He would never have imagined that Mr. Qian, the editor-in-chief he had surmised maliciously, was sitting in Mr. Zhao Pu's office with an excited expression on his face, with a bedroll under his buttocks.

"I said old money, what are you crazy about? You called me in the middle of the night yesterday, and you came to me early this morning with your bedroll. What are you trying to do, old man?"

(End of this chapter)