Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 178 How about going to Beijing University to study

"It's Uncle Ma! It's not a matter of the publishing house, I guess I'll be busy all day!"

He knew it was Ma Qianli from the voice, and hurriedly smiled and exchanged greetings.

"You are a talented person who is always busy wherever you go. I called Xiao Zeng several times, and they all said that you were busy, and that you didn't go back to sleep at night. Young people, don't work too hard, and pay attention to your health!"

Ma Qianli explained in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ma! I'm in good health. I'm pretty much busy with things today. I guess there won't be much to do tomorrow!"

Yang Zhengdong said with a smile.

"That's good. You must have a good rest tonight. I will fly to the capital with the producer tonight. When you have time, let Xiao Zeng bring you over to Xinghui Music. I have made arrangements, and I can do it anytime." record."

Ma Qianli said again on the phone.

"It's just a trivial matter. Uncle Ma, you don't need to come here in person!"

Yang Zhengdong was actually a little moved in his heart.

"What's the matter! I was going to the capital too, and we haven't seen each other for many days, so we just met!"

"Uh... well, then thank you, Uncle Ma!"

Yang Zhengdong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this Ma Qianli was talking nonsense with his eyes open, and it was not more than a week since the last meeting, how could it be so many days.

But I'm really touched. No matter how I say it, Ma Qianli is really good, and such a big boss really does things well.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Yang Zhengdong hadn't hung up the phone when he found that the phone rang again.

I couldn't help laughing wryly, having a mobile phone is really troublesome, and there is nowhere to hide when I want to find it. I have been in Mengxi Village for so long, and I am really not used to mobile phones.

"Hi, I'm Yang Zhengdong!"

"Zhengdong, I'm Haoran, did you hear from Yaoyao that you've arrived in the capital? Why didn't you tell me?"

Li Haoran's connection is just a question.

"Brother Haoran, I was detained by Mr. Zhao! No matter how busy I am, today will be about the same. How are you doing?"

Yang Zhengdong said with a smile.

"Very good. After I came back, I found all the people. Now I'm practicing songs every day. Our cooperative company plans to release a single for us. Maybe your songs will make us popular!"

Li Haoran's voice was full of complacency.

"That's great. When you become a big star, don't forget to leave me a signed poster. I'll hang you on the wall to watch day and night to remember you!"

"Go away! It's not like we're dead, we still miss it day and night, Zhengdong, can you be the lead singer? I think you can sing much better than me!"

Li Haoran brought up this matter again.

"Brother Haoran, you know that my idea is to be a teacher. I really don't have any interest in singing, but I can help you write songs if you want them in the future. I will definitely write songs that are suitable for you!"

Yang Zhengdong refused with a smile.

"Oh, I knew that if you joined us, it would be difficult for this band not to be popular! It's a pity... By the way, when will you record those songs? Where will you go then?"

"Let's finish working here. I just talked to Boss Xinghui on the phone. It is estimated that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will be over. You should also make preparations."

"Okay, who are you talking about? Xinghui? Xinghui from Xinghui Music?"

"Yeah, why are you so surprised? Is Xinghui famous?"

"That's... quite... famous! Xinghui is an entertainment company on Hong Kong Island, you know?"

"I know, their boss is from Hong Kong Island!"

"Xinghui can also rank in the top five in Hong Kong Island. It has institutions in Hong Kong Island, Baodao, Southeast Asia, North America, and Dongying. It also has three branches in Beijing, Huahai, and Yangcheng in China. It is in the domestic music circle. , a proper giant-level existence. It is said that even a pig can become popular, do you really want to cooperate with them?" Li Haoran said, his mouth started to scoop at the end.

"It turns out that Xinghui is so powerful. I didn't expect Ma Qianli to be quite humble this time. Yes, this time it's Xinghui recording songs. Brother Haoran, since you like it, I'll ask them later if they can sign you over."

Yang Zhengdong muttered and said.

"Farewell, I don't think people will look down on us at this level. It would be nice if you can go over and study for a while. If the time is fixed, you must inform us as soon as possible. I will let them all buy a few clothes to save money." It's time to embarrass you! Hang up, remember to call!"

Li Haoran hung up the phone in a hurry, Yang Zhengdong couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the busy tone from the mobile phone, and bought a few clothes, what about it?

Putting the phone away, Yang Zhengdong walked towards the editorial committee of the dictionary again. Just as he walked in, he suddenly backed out.

"No, this is the editorial board!"

Yang Zhengdong looked carefully at the house number, it was the editorial committee member of the dictionary, but why are there so many people inside, all of them came to the meeting?

He cautiously poked his head in again, and sure enough, the room was full of people now, a group of old men were discussing with manuscripts, Su Rui and a group of young people stood outside the circle and waited, seemingly not even qualified to participate.

The entire office was crowded with at least 20 people.Isn't it hot with so many people crowded in this summer?Those old men looked like their foreheads were sweating.

"Huh? What are you doing, brat? Hurry up and come in!"

Yang Zhengdong was observing the "enemy situation", but he was discovered by Mr. Zhao, who immediately yelled loudly, exposing him immediately.

"Hey... Mr. Zhao! Hello everyone!"

Yang Zhengdong tidied up his clothes, and hurriedly greeted him when he walked in.

"This is Yang, the editor-in-chief of the dictionary, the creator of Pinyin that you have always been thinking about, and the founder of this dictionary!"

Mr. Zhao pointed to him and introduced to these people who looked not young.

"It turns out that this is the editor-in-chief Xiao Yang. I still don't believe Lao Zhao said that he is very young. I didn't expect him to be so young. Hello! Editor-in-chief Yang!"

An old man with a round face and bald head, with a gray beard on his chin, greeted him first and shook his hand and said.

"Hello Hello!"

Yang Zhengdong shook hands in embarrassment and quickly said that he didn't know who this old man was, mainly because he could only keep smiling.

"Zhengdong, this is Professor Li Dongxin, the dean of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Capital University and the vice president of Huaxia Publishing House. I heard that you came to revise the dictionary, so I came here to help revise the dictionary together!"

Mr. Zhao's face is not so dark now, and he even showed a smile to help him introduce.

"Hello, Dean Li!"

"Haha...you're welcome, I like you very much, young man! After reading your corrections, I found that we old men are not as good as you! There are so many words from ancient Chinese and ancient poems, we want to sort them out It takes a lot of effort, I didn’t expect you to finish it in just one night, the young people have accumulated a lot, it’s amazing!”

Li Dongxin held his hand but didn't let go, and kept praising him.

"Dean Li praised me too much! I deserve it! I deserve it!"

"Hey! You are not ashamed at all! We are the ones who are ashamed! Come on, let me introduce these old guys to you!"

Li Dongxin led Yang Zhengdong to introduce these people, mainly the elderly, and the young Li Dongxin directly skipped them.

"This is Teacher Tan Fang, director of the Center for Ancient Literature Research at Capital University! This is Professor Zhu Wensong, Dean of the Faculty of Liberal Arts at Shuimu University! This is Professor Lu Dingming of Capital Normal University! This is Professor Qian Donglai, deputy director of the Institute of Chinese Studies and Culture! This is the Four Books Teacher Yining, the president of the research association..."

Following Li Dongxin's introduction, Yang Zhengdong kept saying hello with a humble smile and humbly bowed and shook hands.

Although he didn't know these people, he knew from those names that they were all "Big Bulls" or "Big Bulls"!
Must pay tribute!

No wonder those young people hide away, it's too stressful not to hide away.

Now he is standing in a group of "big cows", and he also feels his calf twist, and his little liver is trembling.

"The young man is really tall!"

"Yes, this must be 1.8 meters?"

"Not only! The young man has a good temperament, like a scholar!"

"He's tall and energetic. How do you say that? Handsome! Yes, pretty handsome!"

"It must be prettier than your old face!"

"Does it sound like your face?"

"It's better than yours anyway!"

"..."

A bunch of old men and old ladies started arguing, especially Professor Lu from Beijing Normal University and Teacher Tan Fang from Peking University.

"Okay, a group of people whose necks are buried in the soil are still messing around here, and they are not afraid of the jokes of the younger generation!"

Professor Li Dongxin said helplessly.

"Let's forget about today, Lu Dingming, next time I will scratch your old face!" Teacher Tan Fang said with a sideways glance at Professor Lu.

"I'm a good man and don't fight with women!"

Professor Lu also pouted.

"You are not as good as a woman!"

"You don't know what's good or bad, woman!"

"You say one more word..."

"Okay, okay! Don't say a few words, don't forget what we are here for!" Li Dongxin hurriedly stood in the middle to stop him.

Yang Zhengdong also secretly wiped his sweat. The two of them are at least 50 years old together, so why are they still so hot-tempered.

"That's right, I forgot about it. Old Zhao asked us to come over to work, so don't stand still. The Lord is here too. Ask for advice!"

Professor Lu Dingming patted his forehead and said.

"Editor Yang, look at this, the word [行]..."

Lu Dingming was really in a hurry, so he picked up the manuscript and asked for advice. Yang Zhengdong looked left and right in a daze, not knowing what he was doing.

"I asked several deans and professors to come over and help revise the dictionary. They can't grasp some of the ones you revised, so I plan to discuss it!"

Mr. Zhao introduced with a smile.

"Professor Lu, don't worry, let's sit down and say, [行] is a polyphonic character, with two pronunciations [xing] and [hang]..."

Yang Zhengdong took the manuscript and began to explain, Lu Dingming nodded repeatedly, he just took out this word for testing.

However, Yang Zhengdong's answer satisfied him very much. He felt that the explanation given by him seemed clearer and more accurate than his own explanation.

"Good! Good! What about this one?"

Lu Dingming started to ask again.

"Old Lu, don't take it all by yourself!"

Zhu Wensong next to him said dissatisfied.

"The last one! The last one!"

From morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon, Yang Zhengdong spent discussions and inquiries with the old men.

Mr. Zhao ordered dark dishes from the cafeteria again at noon, and Yang Zhengdong's stomach kept twitching. He didn't know how these old men and women ate so deliciously.

Is it true that someone can drink with a book?

"Zhengdong, I heard from Lao Zhao that your education is technical secondary school?"

Li Dongxin asked with a smile.

"That's right, Dean Li, he graduated from a technical secondary school and just got his diploma!"

Yang Zhengdong will answer respectfully.

"Well! I'm quite surprised that the technical secondary school teachers can accumulate so much. Now that Beijing University has relaxed the enrollment restrictions, how about studying at Peking University? I have the cheek to recommend myself, I can be your teacher, and I can read undergraduates and masters consecutively! "

(End of this chapter)