Reborn and married to a stupid scholar, she has a prosperous husband and multiple children

"I only know how to run a small business. Having ideas alone is useless without practical results. Isn't that why I come to you for help?"

"I plan to name your column the Number One Scholar's Guide."

"I will leave a special front-page headline for you in the newspaper in the future, and you can share your learning experience on it."

"First, it can help more readers, and second, it is also a disguised way to help you prove your name."

"Whether you have real ability or not, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance."

"But in order for the newspaper to be published smoothly, I still suggest that you come up with a pen name. It is both mysterious and special, and it can also save you a lot of trouble."

When Zhao Mu learned of Lin Shuangshuang's thoughts, he suddenly bowed, his gratitude evident in words.

"Mr. Zhao, please stand up. I cannot accept your gift."

"In fact, I did this entirely for you, but mainly for myself."

“Your top scorer guide will only become famous if the exam tips you share are valuable.”

"I can use your Zhuangyuan Collection to exchange for more books, fill the library, attract more readers, and turn Hegou Village into a literary sanctuary..."

"In short, this is a good thing that will kill two birds with one stone. We need to work together to achieve this."

Zhao Mu bowed again: "Madam Lin, rest assured, I will do my best."

"Okay, I have other things to do, so I'll go back first."

"After you finish writing, just let Xiaochen take it back."

"Before you commit it to paper, I'll let you review it first."

Zhao Mu thanked her excitedly: "That's great, thank you Madam Lin."

"Oh, by the way, in addition to explaining the exam questions, if you have any poems or articles that you are satisfied with, you can also give them to me."

"I'll publish it in the newspaper."

"In the first issue, I plan to use an entire page to showcase your literary talent, so that we can achieve the effect we want as quickly as possible."

"As for the pen name, tell me when you have decided on it."

As Zhao Mu listened to Lin Shuangshuang's words, he felt an indescribable emotion surging in his chest, his nose felt sore, and he even had an urge to cry.

"Thank you, Madam Lin."

"I know that no matter how much I thank you, I can never repay your kindness to me."

"I, Zhao Mu, have no other skills. I have only read a few books, but I will do my best to teach Xiao Chen everything I have learned in my life."

“This is the only way I can thank you with my actions.”

Lin Shuangshuang looked at Zhao Mu's sincere thanks and felt deeply moved.

When a person who has experienced too much suffering and malice suddenly feels a little friendship and kindness, he will repay it with all his heart, regardless of the cost.

This is the Zhao Mu in front of us.

He knew clearly that he was not doing this just to clear his name, but was also mixed with many selfish motives and interests.

But he is still willing to repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude.

After leaving school, Lin Shuangshuang seemed to be infected by this sentiment and became more determined to run the newspaper well.

The first issue of the newspaper must not be wrong!

Three days later, everything was ready, all the content was ready, and it was just waiting to be typeset, engraved and printed.

Since the layout of newspapers was different from that of previous books and the quantity was huge, movable type printing was not necessary, but a special engraving was done.

After all, newspapers would contain illustrations, borders, advertisements, logos, etc. It was a new form of typesetting, so movable type printing was not suitable.

After completing the content screening, Lin Shuangshuang went to school and found students who were good at calligraphy and painting to help her with typesetting.

"Yes, draw a box in the upper right corner and write the words 'Dayu Mu Bao'."

"Paint the base color red so it's more eye-catching."

"Draw a vertical box next to it and write the date and weather forecast."

"Weather forecast?" Zhao Changsheng was stunned.

Don't know what weather forecast is?

"It's today's weather conditions."

Lin Shuangshuang said this, looked at the weather outside, and then thought that there was no point in writing a weather forecast.

After all, this is not a daily newspaper, and it cannot predict the weather in advance and then deliver it to people all over the country before dawn.

"Forget it, I won't write a weather forecast. I'll just write the name and location of our publishing house. Everyone is welcome to submit articles."

"it is good."

“We are called Qinghe Publishing House.”

"It will be easier for people to remember the name of our publishing house by sharing the same name with our college and library."

"Okay, that's a good name."

Zhao Changsheng asked again: "Where is our publishing house located?"

Lin Shuangshuang thought about it and realized that strictly speaking, this office was now their publishing house.

But you can't write like this in the newspaper.

"Just write Qingshui Town Wangjianglou Main Store."

"I will send someone to deliver the submissions to the academy when the time comes. This office will be our publishing house for the time being."

Zhao Changsheng asked in confusion: "Why not just write the name of the academy? There would be no need for people to send it back and forth."

"Hegou Village has not yet been completely renovated, so it is not easy to allow too many people of unknown origin to enter the village. Our security measures are not in place yet."

"Once the renovated Hegou Village is open to the public, the corresponding patrol teams will be arranged in a timely manner."

Zhao Changsheng nodded: "You are very thoughtful."

Lin Shuangshuang continued, "Draw a horizontal line below with a ruler, roughly to here."

"Below the horizontal line is the title. The font should be large and eye-catching. After all, this is our front page headline."

"The title is, A Must-Read for the Number One Scholar's Guide."

"The Number One Scholar's Guide?" Zhao Changsheng was stunned again.

“Is this a book?”

"Is it a secret book?"

"Can you become the top scholar just by reading books?"

Zhao Changsheng asked three questions out of curiosity.

Lin Shuangshuang looked at his confused expression. The students in the academy did not know that Zhao Mu had compiled the Top Scholar's Book.

That's why I was so excited and curious when I heard the term "Zhuangyuan's Book".

However, if even he is curious, other readers will be even more curious.

Lin Shuangshuang smiled without saying anything, and directly handed Zhao Mu's written solution to him and asked him to copy it.

After Zhao Changsheng finished reading it, he stood up excitedly and said, "Mrs. Lin, who is this Qinghe hermit?"

“Will the students be lucky enough to meet him?”

"Great, it's really great. I didn't expect the question could be answered in this way, and his answer is perfect."

"This answer sheet is definitely written by the top scholar."

"Is this Zhuangyuan Collection written by this Qinghe lay Buddhist?"

"It really deserves to be called the No. 1 Scholar's Guide. If I have this book, why would I worry about not being on the list?"

In the office, Zhao Mu, who was drinking tea, saw Zhao Changsheng was so excited that he was about to dance with joy, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He really enjoyed the feeling of being flattered and praised, even though he used the pen name Qinghe Jushi.

But even so, he was already very satisfied.

He, Zhao Mu, was regarded as a disgrace to scholars, but Qinghe Jushi became a famous teacher and scholar respected by the world.

Oh, I wonder what the world’s reaction will be when they find out?