Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 173 "Boiling" at the first stop in the capital

"Let me tell you, Old Zhao, you don't need to be in a hurry for a while. How about I talk about poetry with my little friend first?"

Mr. Qian's phone quality was relatively "good", and Yang Zhengdong could hear Mr. Zhao's voice and hidden anger sitting two meters away.

Yang Zhengdong wanted to say that he would pass right away, but he didn't expect Mr. Qian to adjust his posture in a leisurely manner, holding the microphone and teasing Mr. Zhao.

"My surname is Qian, do you believe that I'm going over now and dismantling your shabby editorial office?" Elder Zhao shouted in a low voice.

"You old man is too ignorant to be funny. You still have to fight and kill at such an old age. Don't be afraid that the blood vessels in the brain will burst. My side is almost over here. I will send someone to you in a while, okay? "

"Humph!"

Through the phone line, Yang Zhengdong could hear the sound of the phone being slammed down, and couldn't help but wryly smiled.

It seems that this level is not easy to pass...

Looking at the already dusk sky outside, he muttered in his heart.

"Mr. Qian, if there is nothing else to do, I'll go there first. Mr. Zhao is still waiting, so it's not good to keep him waiting!"

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly said goodbye.

"That's good! Old Zhao is really caring for you. He has found many people and traveled to many places for you as a tutor. To be honest, I haven't seen him in this life. Who cares so much about the younger generation ! He is also old and has a weird temper, sometimes it’s good to be coaxed!”

Qian Lao secretly confessed in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qian, I know it!"

"Well, I'll take you there!"

"Mr. Qian hasten to stop, I can go there by myself!"

Yang Zhengdong and Qian Lao gave way a few times, and accompanied by Ma Jie, they walked towards the editorial committee of the dictionary.

Huaxia Publishing House is lined with trees. If it is noon, it must be very comfortable, and there is shade everywhere.

But in the evening?
I can't see the way!

Such a large publishing house,
It's the same way to get a street lamp!

It can only illuminate a radius of two meters below the street lamp,

There is basically no light elsewhere.

"Director Ma?"

"Well, Mr. Yang, tell me!"

Ma Jie was also trying to feel his way, and when he heard Yang Zhengdong's greeting, he quickly replied.

"Don't stay with me for a while, I guess it won't be too early today! I have to trouble you, make some arrangements for my friends and students, let them rest early, I'll go to the company tomorrow after I finish my work!"

Yang Zhengdong said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang! I've reserved rooms for them in the guest house of the publishing house, and someone will accompany them specially, so don't worry!"

Ma Jie quickly replied.

"Thank you, Director Ma, for causing you trouble!"

Yang Zhengdong said politely.

"Mr. Yang, you don't need to be so polite. We are all stragglers who are more interested in computers. It turns out that we are bragging in the big groups. You should give us a platform. Let us accept the most advanced ideas, especially if you propose The Internet that came out made us find the direction to pursue. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole company is looking forward to your coming and leading us to climb this net!"

Ma Jie said sincerely.

"You guys are really too generous. I just put forward a few ideas, and I still need you to realize them in the end. The Internet will be the main trend of the world's development for at least a few decades or even a hundred years in the future. Walk into the lives of ordinary people. We live in this era, so naturally we have to struggle with the tide of the times, but to achieve this goal, we need everyone to work together!"

"I hope Mr. Yang can take us with us!"

"We should go together!"

"Ha ha……"

Yang Zhengdong and Ma Jie walked and chatted, and returned to the editorial committee of the dictionary. The lights were still on in the office. Yang Zhengdong walked in and saw Mr. Zhao, Su Rui and five or six people waiting in the office.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I kept Zhao Lao waiting for a long time!"

Yang Zhengdong entered the door and quickly apologized with a smile.

"Just come here! It's a waste of time to clean up those useless things every day! Xiao Rui, bring over the dictionary manuscript and let our editor-in-chief Yang review it!"

Elder Zhao glanced angrily and ordered.

"Teacher, should we let him eat something first?"

Su Rui leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"You can't die from starvation at a young age. Let's see first. I'll ask the cafeteria to deliver the food in a while!"

Elder Zhao refused without hesitation.

"Forehead……"

Yang Zhengdong touched the tip of his nose with a bitter face.

Hiding back and forth or not hiding in the end!

After receiving the thick stack of manuscripts handed over by Su Rui, he didn't expect it to be a printed manuscript, at least it doesn't look so troublesome to the eyes.

Yang Zhengdong flipped through the pages from the beginning. There were several prefaces in the front. Although he basically didn't know them, it seemed that they were all contemporary experts.

Then there is the pinyin index and radical and stroke index, followed by the text, arranged in the order of 26 letters.

The first part was made by him at the time, but the definition of some words has been obviously improved, which is more in line with Blue Star's usage habits here.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhengdong ate the simple meal delivered by the cafeteria.

Speaking of the cafeteria of Huaxia Publishing House, the taste is really not good!

With the tricky tongue of Wang Chengzhi and the others, it was really difficult for him to swallow this kind of meal that only had the function of satiety.

But seeing Mr. Zhao and the others are eating, he can't say anything, just close his eyes and stuff it into his mouth.

Or as the ancients said, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, and difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. He is about to lose the good style of hard work of his ancestors.

"Grandpa, why don't you go back and rest first? I'll examine a little more today, and I'll let you do the final examination tomorrow?"

Yang Zhengdong suggested to Mr. Zhao with a smile.

"Huh? Do you still want to sleep today?"

Old Zhao stared back and asked.

"what?!"

Yang Zhengdong shrank instantly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao didn't plan to let him go. Originally, he thought that the interrogation would last until eleven or twelve o'clock, which was probably about half of it. It would be nothing if it would be another day tomorrow.

who knows……

Mr. Zhao didn't intend to let him sleep at all!
Is he living in the old society?

Met the landlord Zhao Papi?

Still let people live?
"Don't look like that, let me ask you, have you received your salary?"

Zhao Lao asked angrily.

"received……"

"how much is it?"

"Two thousand... right?"

"Well, Xiao Rui, tell him about your salary!"

"Teacher, I am one thousand two!"

Su Rui raised her head and whispered.

"Xiao Wang, how much is your salary!"

Elder Zhao turned his head and asked a young man wearing glasses.

"Teacher Zhao, I am a thousand!"

"Xiao Chen, what about you?"

"Teacher Zhao, I am also a thousand!"

"Xiao Sun, how much are you?"

"Ms. Zhao, I'm an intern, six hundred!"

"Xiao Wu..."

"Old Zhao, I was wrong! I was wrong! I must be worthy of your old salary. I will fight all night today, and I will not give up until I achieve my goal!"

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly stopped the old man and promised loudly.

"I didn't open it for you, it was opened for you by the country, and it was opened for you by the people! The money is paid by ordinary taxpayers. You have to be worthy of them. Two thousand! My old man It's only in the early [-]s, editor-in-chief Yang, do you think it's appropriate not to work hard?"

Mr. Zhao took a sip of tea comfortably, and said slowly.

"You keep saying that! I won't sleep anymore. Today I must be worthy of the wages paid by the people of the country, and I must not become a sinner in history!"

Yang Zhengdong wiped his sweat from being frightened, and replied loudly.

no way!
This old man is so good at hats!
It seems that he does not work overtime today...

I'm sorry for the salary of [-],
Sorry for the expectations of the people of the country,

He has become a sinner of the nation.

"Well, that's right. I'm not as good as you young people when I get older. I'll go back and have a rest first! Xiao Wang, you should go back first when the work in your hands is almost done. There are children and adults at home. Since Editor-in-Chief Yang agreed It will be fine if you do it!"

Mr. Zhao slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, then held a teacup and smiled happily...

Just leave?
With a mouthful of rice stuffed in Yang Zhengdong's mouth, he stared dumbfoundedly at Mr. Zhao who left, with a bewildered expression on his face.

Is this still possible?

Are people really getting older?
The more you don't want... face?

can not do this!
To respect the elderly!To respect the elderly!To respect the elderly!

"Editor Yang, us?"

The little king who came over just now asked hesitantly.

"Everyone go back first, it's just reviewing a manuscript, there's no need for everyone to waste time here!"

Yang Zhengdong moved his stiff face, then said with a smile.

"Then... shall we go back first?"

"Go back! Go back! See you tomorrow!"

Yang Zhengdong smiled and waved to everyone.

"Editor Yang is working hard!"

"Goodbye, Editor-in-Chief Yang!"

"goodbye!"

"..."

Yang Zhengdong sent everyone away, drove Ma Jie back, and then sat on his seat dumbfounded.

The overnight mode started on the first day in the capital.

It's really... sour!
"Why don't you go back?"

Seeing the big "ice cube" Su Rui still sitting in front of the table, Yang Zhengdong couldn't help asking in doubt.

"I don't have anything to do when I go back so early. Why don't I have something to do at work!"

Su Rui was still so cold, she didn't even turn her head when she answered.

"Oh, can you find a friend to go shopping or something? It's better than staying in the office every day, how boring!"

Yang Zhengdong picked up the manuscript and asked casually.

"I don't have any friends, and shopping is no fun!"

"Uh... that's really... work!"

Yang Zhengdong didn't know what to say, this "big ice cube" was really cold, and his friends around him would probably freeze too.

People are used to this kind of life, so what can he say?

Yang Zhengdong picked up the pen and reviewed the manuscript word by word, saying that the team led by Mr. Zhao did a really good job.

Every character and every word in this dictionary is basically very elegant, and it is also very close to the range of commonly used words in elementary school.

It seems that the dictionary editorial team really put in a lot of effort, but he still found some flaws in some places during the process of careful review.

It's not that there are any technical errors, but that there are relatively few explanations for words that appear in ancient classical Chinese in the dictionary.

This may also be related to the current teaching syllabus. In the current textbooks, there are only some ancient poems for appreciation, and there is almost no proportion of ancient prose, even the proportion of junior high school and high school is not large.

Yang Zhengdong was revising while watching. The manuscripts were corrected one by one and put aside, but he was too concentrated and didn't notice that people kept coming to organize the revised manuscripts for him.

By the time the last manuscript was revised, it was already bright outside the window...

(End of this chapter)