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There were different opinions, but Lu Menglin just shook his head and smiled, thinking that the performance of teachers in this era is really vulgar, except for a few fresh and refined teachers like Teacher Gong, the rest are extremely boring.

When everyone's discussion came to an end, Teacher Gong grinned, slowly picked up an envelope from the desk, and slammed it in front of everyone.

"Keep your eyes open! This is a reply letter from the magazine "Science Fiction World". This sample issue was sent inside. The postman Zhang always delivered the magazine to me, thinking it was my letter. So I took it straight away.”

Before Teacher Gong could finish speaking, a group of teachers gathered around, all staring at the content of the reply letter.

It was a typed reply letter, and at the end it was stamped with the bright red official seal of "Science Fiction World" magazine. It was genuine at first glance, and it could not be faked at all.

Not only that, but also a remittance slip was sent together with the reply letter, which stated the author Lu Menglin's manuscript fee, a total of 3000, two hundred and sixty yuan and two cents.

As long as you have your ID card and this receipt, you can go to the post office to collect the money.

Seeing that the manuscript fee for this novel was more than 3000, everyone present gasped.

You know, it is now 500. The ordinary workers in the Liufang Factory work hard for a month in the factory building with the roar of machines every day, and they only get [-] yuan.

Even if they are people's teachers, according to their length of service, professional title, and performance bonuses, all added together, the highest salary is only 800 yuan a month, and this is after the improvement of teachers' salaries across the country.

Now, a sophomore in high school was paid 3000 yuan for writing a novel. This news was like a blockbuster, and immediately stunned all the teachers present.

Many of them can't help but wonder in their hearts, if they try to write a few novels and submit them, will they be able to earn this kind of money?

But in this way, Lu Menglin is indeed the author of the novel, and the news of the successful submission should not be false.

People's magazines won't even get the address of the manuscript fee wrong!

It's just that, the way the teachers in the office looked at Lu Menglin was completely different from before, it was a world of difference.

"Ah! Well, student Lu Menglin's performance is very unexpected! Of course, this also has a lot to do with our usual training of him." Old man Xu, who teaches politics, was the first to react and praised with a smile.

"Yes! Yes! Lu Menglin's historical grades have always been good. His achievement today is inseparable from his accumulation of historical knowledge." Teacher Sun, who teaches history, also said, trying to get a little bit of it Light.

You know, Lu Menglin, a sophomore in high school, was able to publish such a large-scale article in the magazine "Science Fiction World". , even the municipal education committee is very likely to be alarmed.

Teacher Liu, who taught English, immediately thought of the relationship between Lu Menglin and his family in the Education Committee, and couldn't help but tremble all over, and quickly said: "I just said it! There are still geniuses in this world! Our classmate Lu Menglin is a genius! He can write What is a good article but a genius? We should encourage him and applaud him!"

After all, Old Freak Liu took the lead in applauding. His warm applause made the surrounding teachers also applaud.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire office became cheerful and happy, and no one would bother to find out whether Lu Menglin cheated on his monthly exam results.

Compared with the discovery of a genius literary boy, what is the result of this mere monthly exam?

There are even a few teachers who have secretly made up their minds that they must take the time to ask this classmate Lu Menglin how to submit articles to magazines like "Science Fiction World", how to improve the success rate of submissions and other topics.

After all, whether it is the national reputation of "Science Fiction World" or the frighteningly large remittance slip for manuscript fees, they are stimulating the hearts of many people present.

What is fame and fortune?This state that many people dream of has already happened to this young man.

"Lu Menglin, keep your letter and remittance slip away, and don't lose them. The young man's article is well written, and the young is better than the blue, but you still can't be proud. You have to study hard, improve your grades in an all-round way, and get a good grade in the exam." University will have a brighter future! Your future will definitely be much stronger than those of us!"

Teacher Gong patted Lu Menglin's shoulder very affectionately, and said sincerely.

Lu Menglin nodded and took the letter from Teacher Gong.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the classroom first." Lu Menglin said politely.

The surrounding teachers consciously gave way to a passage, and when they looked at the second-year high school student again, their gazes were no longer condescending with a judge, but there were many other things in their eyes unknowingly. .

Teacher Gong nodded in satisfaction. In his eyes, this child is really calm and has the air of a general. He can still hold his breath when encountering such a big happy event. Most of the teachers are strong.

And the head teacher, Mr. Hu, was shocked. From his high-spirited just now to his dumbfoundedness later, his mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and experienced all his emotions.

"Why, how did you become a genius?" Teacher Hu murmured unwillingly as if he was still in a dream.

It's a pity that at this time, the teachers in the office no longer pay attention to him. Everyone is eagerly discussing about the talented literary boy. His so-called dignity as a teacher has long since disappeared with the wind. Which corner did you step on?

Chapter 37 Joy

Lu Menglin, a sophomore in high school, published his deeds in the "Science Fiction World", like a sudden typhoon, it soon swept through the entire Liufang No. [-] Middle School.

At the beginning, the students were a little dubious, because this kind of thing is too far away from their campus life.

The identity of a science fiction author is difficult for ordinary high school students to understand. In their cognition, the difficulty and probability of this kind of thing should be at least the same level as being admitted to a university, right?

It wasn't until the principal and dean came to the classroom to summon Lu Menglin in person, and then made a big red announcement that "the student Lu Menglin published a novel in the "Science Fiction World" magazine" and posted it on the school gate. Thoroughly known by the whole school teachers and students.

Soon, students from other classes came to the door and window of Lu Menglin's class, some came to ask how to write a novel, some came to ask how to publish a novel in a magazine, and some simply came to Looking at a western scene, I just want to see what the legendary literary genius looks like.

Of course, most of them directly took the newly bought issue of "Science Fiction World" to ask for autographs.

Even though Lu Menglin's thick skin was extraordinary, he couldn't bear the constant stream of people watching giant pandas in a zoo.

It seems that there is only one way to skip class.When Lu Menglin asked Fatty Wang Shaoxiao to skip class together, he was rejected by Fatty justly and sternly.

"NO! You are a genius! How can you skip class? Don't even think about such a shameful idea!" The fat man shook his head like a rattle drum, and put his hands on his chest, as if guarding his chastity girl.

"Besides, if I take you to skip class, you will probably be tied to a tree and burned to death by those people! Please let me go! I would rather go to class than skip class with you!" The fat man begged for mercy.

"I'm just... well, forget it!" Lu Menglin had no choice but to skip class by himself.

Lu Menglin returned to his new seat, tidied up a few times, took a peek at Su Xuehen, and found that the squad leader was as calm as water, and seemed not to be affected in any way.

"Then I'll withdraw first?" Lu Menglin said in a low voice.

Su Xuehen blinked, and calmly pushed the draft pad at hand to the left.

"Self-study next night, see you at the old place!" On the draft pad, someone wrote a small line in elegant fonts.

Lu Menglin was so happy that his heart almost blossomed, humming a ditty, and strode out of the classroom under the fat man's extremely resentful gaze.

At around [-] o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when the women workers in the textile factory were on their middle shifts. Seeing the groups of women workers wearing blue cloth clothes and white aprons passing by on the road, this familiar scene made Lu Menglin feel a little nervous. Startled.

My mother is also one of these female textile workers. They work very long hours. The middle shift starts at four o'clock in the afternoon, and they don't get off work until early in the morning. They often work overtime and devote their best youth to the whole day. The roaring loom.

What they finally get is the poverty after being laid off, the hardship of life, and the loss of the future.

They don't know that in just two years, more than half of them will face a wave of layoffs and lose their stable source of income.

Even for a long period of time, they would go to the vegetable market together to pick up the leftover rotten vegetables and leaves to feed their hunger. Their husbands had to leave their familiar hometowns and go to other places in order to make a living.

And among them, in order to support their children, there are some who gave up their dignity, put on heavy makeup, entered sensual places, and endured insults.

Thinking of this, Lu Menglin shook his head. No matter what, he would not let his parents become part of the laid-off army, and then the whole family endured embarrassment for a long time.

When Lu Menglin came home, Mother Lu was preparing to cook. When she saw her son came back, she hurriedly greeted her from the kitchen.

"Menglin, why did school leave so early today?" Mother Lu asked with a smile.