Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 144 It's Really Not Easy to Find a Daughter-in-law
"What can I do?"

Qian Shu opened the bedroll: "It's not the novel you recommended, it's the "Dragon and Babu" written by the young man you mentioned. My old man read it all night, and almost exhausted the last bit of vitality. .”

Mr. Qian yawned as he spoke, and continued, ignoring Mr. Zhao's puzzled eyes, "Call that kid and ask him to send an authorization quickly, and immediately typeset and print on the machine. We will pay all the costs and enjoy the first-line benefits." The author's manuscript fee and share! You know the details, please contact me quickly, and I will catch up with you!"

Mr. Zhao, Su Rui and other members of the dictionary editorial committee watched blankly as Mr. Qian casually spread the bedrolls in the corner of the office, just like that, directly in the office of their dictionary editorial committee.

Fell asleep so fast!
A group of people on the dictionary editorial board stared at each other, feeling extremely messy!

Is this Mr. Qian who always pays attention to demeanor?
Is this still Qian Lao, the authoritative leader of the Domestic Writers Association?
Is this still the old Qian who is extremely strict about the quality of novels?
Did they encounter a fake money old man?

"Teacher, what should I do?"

Su Rui looked at Mr. Qian who was soundly asleep, and asked her teacher in a low voice.

"What else can I do? Call that kid, I've become his nanny now, I have to contact him for everything!"

Mr. Zhao said angrily, he was also made helpless by this old friend, why did he come here to play on the floor.

"But you couldn't get through yesterday?"

Su Rui said in embarrassment.

"If you can't get through, just keep calling. You can do this today. If you break the phone, you have to find him! Also, can't you leave a message for DD? Leave it for him! I don't know, one Teacher Xiao Po, why are you so busy every day!"

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he went to work angrily. He was so angry this morning.

Su Rui could only sit in her own seat, and started to make a phone call, but it didn't work once...it didn't work twice...

At that time, Yang Zhengdong was teaching the students, so he couldn't hear the sound of the phone.

There was no caller ID on his phone, and he couldn't see any missed calls.

Moreover, he took the students to the county seat after lunch, and it was impossible to answer the phone.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Mr. Qian woke up after finishing his work. He still couldn't get in touch after asking, so the old man prepared a teapot by himself, and while drinking tea, he started brushing up "Tian Long Ba Bu".

"I said Lao Qian, I'll call you, can you call back to the office yourself? How do we work while you're here drinking tea and reading novels?"

Mr. Zhao looked at the leisurely Mr. Qian, and couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed over and yelled.

"You do what you do, and we don't interfere with each other! Let me tell you the truth, I can't get through the phone. But I have to ask you to be responsible for the person recommended by your old Zhao? You go to our editorial department to see? A bunch of people I’m all bewitched by this novel, how do I go back? Why can’t I accompany them to practice the Six Meridians Excalibur? Hurry up, I’ll leave when the matter is settled, or I’ll be working here with you!”

After Qian Lao finished speaking, he picked up the small teacup, blew lightly, sucked the tea into his mouth with a sip, and then lowered his head to read the novel again.

"Su Rui, is the kid on the phone?"

Zhao Laoqi's hands trembled, and he yelled directly from Su Rui.

"Not yet, no one has answered, I don't know what he is doing?"

Su Rui spread her hands and replied helplessly.

"Stop typing, let the old man wait, and give me the manuscript sent by that kid, and I will read it too!"

Mr. Zhao is also angry, don't you read novels?I'll watch with you, old man, anyway, the tea smells pretty good!
In this way, the two old men watched martial arts while drinking tea, and discussed the key points, such as character design, background, including the source of the martial arts in it, and sometimes they fought in a desperate manner.

Back at the martial arts editorial office, Tian Xia looked at the office where demons danced wildly, A Zhu was everywhere, how silly!Mrs. Ma is really hateful!Duan Zhengchun is so romantic!Discussions like this.

The male editor was discussing who has the most powerful martial arts. Some said the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, some said the Shaolin Yijin Jing, and some said the Little Wuxiang Kungfu, which is the same as Daji anyway.

As for work... what is work?
Isn't their job just to read novels?

Aren't they just working?

There's nothing wrong with this!

Even when the president comes, he can stand upright and speak.

Just work!
Before get off work was over, the entire publishing house knew about the novel, and the entire martial arts editorial department was "crazed". While everyone was curious, they kept asking, what kind of novel could have such magical power.

However, the publishing house has corresponding regulations. Except for the editorial department and some high-level people who submit unpublished novels, no one else can see them. Therefore, everyone is asking what kind of novel it is.

But I can only find out that it is a martial arts book, and I don't know anything about the other contents of this book. I only heard some words about "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" and "Shaolin Yijin Jing" from the few words of the group of "psychopaths". "These fragmented names tickled my heart.

When it was about to get off work, the high-level executives also knew about it, and asked the editorial department to give them the new novel for review, and then when everyone went home, they saw that almost all the high-level offices were still lit.

The next day was Saturday, Mr. Zhao hid at home, and the phone kept ringing, either the high-level asked, or the high-level cared.

He even brought out the words "rare to see in a hundred years", and asked him to contact the author quickly to communicate about the publication.

But how can Mr. Zhao get in touch?This boy Yang Zhengdong seemed to have disappeared, the old branch secretary only said that he went to the city.

But there is no mobile phone, where can I find him?I can only deal with it vaguely, hoping to deal with it.

Finally, in a cruel heart, he called his granddaughter Yaojia, unplugged the landline line, made a pot of tea, picked up the thick typescript and read it.

What is the structure of Yang Zhengdong's brain, so that he can write novels with such a grand layout?
He was not particularly clear about some of the social relations at the time reflected in it.

It seems to be the background of the Northern Song Dynasty, but in fact, Liao, Xixia, Dali, and Tubo are all put in, and the Yan Kingdom of the Xianbei Murong family is also hung in the middle.

The whole book involves many political, economic, and cultural aspects of Zhezong's period, including geography, customs, and local conditions.

If this is not a novel, he would like those who are engaged in history to read it carefully, maybe it can restore the history and customs of the Northern Song Dynasty better.

He knew how long it took to write this book, at least when he came back from Mengxi Village, Yang Zhengdong hadn't started writing it yet.

It's only been a month, isn't it?Just wrote such a novel of more than 100 million words.

Does this kid not eat or sleep every day?He knows how long it takes to prepare lessons every day, and he also knows how to tutor children every day, but he doesn't know how his novel is written!

To put it bluntly, if he were to write this book, the materials he would need to refer to would probably fill a room.

Could it be that evildoers are different?

What Mr. Zhao thinks, Yang Zhengdong actually doesn't know. If he knows, he can't say that he copied it all. Anyway, you can guess!
After Tong Yaojia finished speaking in the car, Yang Zhengdong used Tong Yaojia's mobile phone to dial the number of Mr. Zhao's home, but he was prompted that he couldn't get through. It happened that after Mr. Zhao unplugged the phone line, he simply stopped calling. It was not an urgent matter anyway. .

Tong Yaojia kept asking about the content of the novel, Yang Zhengdong said a few simple words, Liu Shasha listened to it interestingly and kept interjecting.

Sun Yuanyuan has seen "Tian Long Ba Bu", but she is not interested in novels, so she probably only read it twice.

It's just that she didn't expect Yang Zhengdong's book to be so popular. After hearing Sister Tong's chat, a bunch of people were stunned. She imagined the scene and couldn't help laughing.

"You have the time to write martial arts novels, why can't you spare some time to write some serious novels? Xu Yanyan basically calls me every few days, asking me to help you with an appointment. I know you are busy. I just rejected it for you! I didn’t expect you to write a novel so quietly, don’t you know that I like watching martial arts the most?”

Tong Yaojia drove the car like Yang Zhengdong and kept asking questions, but with Sun Yuanyuan behind her, her words were more sophisticated, and she was no longer as unrestricted as before.

"I'll send it to you when I get back!"

"No need! Sister Su Rui has already sent it to me. Anyway, I don't need copyright or anything with you? Just take a look!"

"You must not use it! You can look at it casually, and it doesn't matter if you sell it!"

"I'm not short of money to write a book. If you write martial arts in the future, remember to send it to me as soon as possible, and I will review and proofread it for you!"

"OK, no problem!"

Yang Zhengdong quickly agreed, he really forgot that this aunt is a fan of martial arts, it seems that her own nickname is "Fairy Lingbo".

I didn't make him look bad on the spot today, and I borrowed the light of someone being around.

Otherwise, for this alone, Tong Yaojia would probably have to torture him to death.

The car drove into the parking space. Although the Pathfinder driven by Yang Zhengdong was not particularly luxurious, its tall body was still quite intimidating. The welcoming boy at the door hurried over to open the door.

Of course, it would be even better if it wasn't for the top layer of soil!

"This is Paradise Island? Isn't it a KTV?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at the modernly decorated building in front of him and asked.

"Brother-in-law, Paradise Island is a business club, not what you said. There are singing people inside, and it's formal. We've been here several times, and they've already gone in. Let's go too!"

Liu Shasha heard Yang Zhengdong's words and replied from the side, her brother-in-law doesn't hesitate to shout at all, so a brother-in-law who can beat, grow and be handsome must be sweeter.

"Hey, brother-in-law didn't make your bones soft, did it?"

Tong Yaojia teased at the side.

"See what you said, let's go in too!"

Yang Zhengdong was about to stretch out his hand to pull Sun Yuanyuan, but found that Tong Yaojia was one step ahead of him, and directly grabbed Sun Yuanyuan's hand, carrying it like walking inside.

He scratched his head, thinking of Li Haoran's words "I have a soft spot for girls", he hesitated for a moment and hurried after him.

It's not that he is worried about Tong Yaojia.

this thing...

It is really not easy to find a wife!

(End of this chapter)