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After the lights-off time at night, at a glance, the whole dormitory building is pitch-black and silent.

In 412, thick curtains block the light leaking from the desk lamp, newspapers are laid on the floor, and two small tables are placed together. Four people sit around to facilitate conversation and concentrate lighting. Each person has a notebook in front of him. I will fully help Cheng Xi to review the manuscript in order to achieve perfection.

Ma Xiaoyu has always been standing, sitting and sitting, with his back straight, his eyes focused, and he has always been meticulous in his work, even punctuation marks, and he will pay every penny for any mistakes.Zhou Mingchen had a relaxed expression, sitting cross-legged for a while, and stretching his legs for a while to relax his muscles and bones. He turned quickly by counting lines at a glance, paying more attention to logical thinking and general framework.

The two staggered to discuss the problems they found with Cheng Xi. During their busy schedule, Cheng Xi took some time off, got up and brought over the thermos, and made a cup of flower tea for each of them. After the hot water was poured into the cups, an unknown fragrance escaped. It was quickly covered by the cover again.

This guy Feng Jianning was careless in the first place, and he didn't have any constructive ideas after reading it all over. He insisted on being by his side, lying on the table, looking here and there, reluctantly helping to let the air out, in case the housekeeper aunt checked the bed .

The power of the desk lamp was gradually running low, the bright lights began to dim, and the other three finally put down their notebooks, and Feng Jianing dozed off with his chin resting on his head, awakened by the movement of them cleaning up, and asked with a blank expression: "Huh? How is it? Checked everything?"

Ma Xiaoyu nodded helplessly: "I told you to go to bed first."

Cheng Xi put the notebook back on his desk, Zhou Mingchen stood up, stretched, and yawned: "Now it's the last step, let's print it on the weekend."

Ma Xiaoyu folded the table and put it away, and asked, "Go to the printing shop near the school?"

Zhou Mingchen: "No, I've inquired before that the printing shop outside is too expensive, and we won't give discounts for printing so many, it's not worth it."

Feng Jianning muttered: "That can't be helped, it's expensive and you have to type, and we can't make dozens of notes out of thin air."

In the past, Cheng Xi might have said, I can go alone, but now I can't say it.He couldn't turn a blind eye to the time and effort that other people had put in these days.Everyone has a tacit understanding not to say anything, but to do his business as his own.Cheng Xi couldn't refuse such an approach.Publishing a book is no longer a matter of him alone, but a common matter of four people.

After calculating his spare money, he said, "My money is still enough."

Zhou Mingchen: "If you have money, keep it and treat us to a big meal. Don't spend it where you shouldn't spend it. This is not the only choice for us. Isn't there a printer in the school?"

Cheng Xi was stunned, Ma Xiaoyu understood, but frowned: "But only the teacher can use the printer in the office, how can we do it?"

Zhou Mingchen took it for granted, "Let's find the teacher. The old class seems to be very helpful, and we don't do bad things. He can't refuse to agree to this busyness."

Feng Jianning suddenly realized: "That's right, you can ask the gardener for help, why did you forget this!"

Ma Xiaoyu added: "Then we'll have to buy ink and white paper later. We can't use the ones in the office, so we have to bring them by ourselves. Make it clear to the teacher that it shouldn't be a problem to borrow them."

……

When Mr. Song heard what they were going to do, he put down the pen for correcting the paper, and looked at the four students in front of him with interest: "Whose idea is this?"

He didn't say whether he was publishing a book or borrowing a printer, and his face was expressionless.

Feng Jianning was beating drums in his heart, wouldn't the teacher not support it?Cheng Xi didn't think so. He glanced at Zhou Mingchen out of the corner of his eye and said nothing.Ma Xiaoyu also looked at Zhou Mingchen subconsciously, and Zhou Mingchen stood up carelessly: "Teacher, it's my idea."

Teacher Song admired it from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Mingchen came up with ideas, Cheng Xi gave out his notebook, and the other two helped out. They are good-natured, visionary and capable of action. These kids are all good.He showed a gentle smile: "I promised, which day you want to print, tell me in advance, I will come and open the door for you, and teach you how to use it by the way." Students need to help, and school property must also be taken care of. Don't look back. Use, good things turn bad.

……

There are [-] classes in the junior high school. Ma Xiaoyu and Feng Jianning are on the same team, and Cheng Xi and Zhou Mingchen are on the same team. They split up.

When I came to the second class of the junior high school, the classroom was full of noise, which was completely different from the high school, and it was quiet after class.Zhou Mingchen stopped a person and asked if the squad leader was there.

"Wait a minute," the classmate stood on the chair, with his hands in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted in a drawn-out tone, "Squad leader! Someone is looking for you!"

The sturdiness was impressive, the whole classroom was silent, the eyes of the whole class were focused on the door, and then a boy got up and walked towards them: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

The classroom seemed to receive some signal, and it returned to normal in an instant, chatting when it was time to chat, fighting when it was time to fight, and tying hair when it was time to tie it.

Zhou Mingchen was ashamed, and handed him the sample booklet and the form: "Hi, we are from the publishing house, here is a good set of study notes, please pass it on to the students, if anyone wants to order it, please help Write down his name and the title of the book, and we will collect it before the National Day holiday."

The squad leader was unexpectedly straightforward, without any doubt that they were liars: "Okay."

After a 10-minute break, I only ran two shifts.From morning to night, I run between classes.

In the dormitory at night, a few people didn't complain at all, and they discussed happily when to collect the forms.

Cheng Xi was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you."

Feng Jianning hooked his neck, and now he is not afraid of Cheng Xi's resistance to this level of behavior: "Cheng Xiaoxi, you are wrong, you are all on your own, a little help is nothing, let alone we use your notebook. It can’t be used in vain.”

Ma Xiaoyu also smiled and said: "We are not polite to you, so don't be so alien to us."

Zhou Mingchen glanced at him and said nothing, which means I won't say much, just give him a look to experience it for himself.

……

The waiting time is particularly painful. Cheng Xi feels like falling into a dream. He feels frivolous when he walks, and his whole body is light, and his mind is dazzled when he reads a book. The secret long-cherished wish seems to be within reach.Feng Jianning seemed to have had his blood pumped, and he could tell that he was excited even if he didn't say anything.Ma Xiaoyu was relatively calm, although he was both apprehensive and looking forward to it.The most calm person is Zhou Mingchen, who looks confident and confident.

When the form was returned, the total number of orders was more than 800 copies. Feng Jianing and Ma Xiaoyu felt that it was a lot, but they both looked nervously at Zhou Mingchen, wanting to determine whether the number was good or bad, and Cheng Xi also looked at him quietly.Zhou Mingchen looked at the few people who were holding their breaths, and nodded with a smile without playing tricks.

Feng Jianning yelled excitedly, even more excited than on summer vacation, turned around and hugged Ma Xiaoyu: "Great!"

Zhou Mingchen glanced at Cheng Xi who seemed to be stunned, raised his hand and clenched his fist: "Why don't you celebrate?"

Cheng Xi's eyes were distracted, and he subconsciously raised his hand to make a fist, with a sudden smile on his face.

Zhou Mingchen smiled helplessly, the two fists collided, and the knuckles hurt, which made Cheng Xi feel a little more real.

……

On the afternoon of the Saturday holiday, several people made an appointment with the person in charge of the publishing house to meet in the coffee shop.They were obviously not the main force in the negotiation, but both Feng Jianning and Ma Xiaoyu were so nervous that their hearts couldn't stop beating.

Zhou Mingchen hated iron but steel: "Cheer up and don't be cowardly. Haven't you checked all the information? You have checked the manuscript fee for similar tutoring books. You have done a lot of preparation work, and there will be no problems." He also consulted with professionals privately.

Zhou Mingchen took a special look at Cheng Xi: "Besides, I'm still here, even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in me!"

Although he only wears a T-shirt and slacks, he is more mature and steady than the other three, and he is calm and confident in his gestures. Perhaps it is his genes engraved in his bones, or he has been nurtured since he was a child.At the moment of the big event, Cheng Xi was a little unsteady at first, but seeing his ease, somehow he settled down.

The person in charge is a middle-aged man surnamed Wang. His publishing house has a good reputation in Xincheng. Hearing that the people who do business with their magazine are high school students, they came to the appointment with a trace of novelty, and inevitably brought contempt.Unexpectedly, these few students really admire him, and their routines are also very bold.

Although Zhou Mingchen was young, he acted steadily and thoughtfully, and even prepared a book order list.When Cheng Xi talked about his study and notes, he was clear and confident.The two classmates next to me pushed hard to prove the applicability of the notebook.In this way, it seems that the publishing house only needs to contract and print sales to make a profit.In the end, Zhou Mingchen also put down a sentence, believing that as long as the two parties cooperate, there will be a win-win situation.

To do this at this age is truly remarkable.Mr. Wang smiled, looked at the young boys with still young faces, and said in a gentle tone, "Your ideas are very good, but I have to ask one thing, how do I know if you just use this list to fool me? What about people?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jianning's face immediately changed, and Ma Xiaoyu pinched his palms to try to calm down.Cheng Xi's palms were sweating, he was not a glib person in the first place, and he was even more speechless at this moment.Zhou Mingchen still has a quick mind, but he smiled and replied easily in a moment: "It's simple, our school is nearby. If you want to verify, Mr. Wang, just go and ask any junior high school class. We can't work together. All the junior high schools are here to lie to you."

Mr. Wang secretly said in his heart, what a boy, he has no stage fright at all, and his brain is flexible.But he still didn't speak, exerting pressure calmly.

Zhou Mingchen gritted his teeth secretly, with a smile on his face: "Look, we are only one school, and we all have such a large demand. Not to mention, it only spreads to the entire Xincheng. You also know that there will be a big market. .If we don’t have too much homework, self-financing must be the first choice.”

Mr. Wang also smiled, and knocked on the table: "You react very quickly! In this way, I will go back and ask the leader for instructions, and I should be able to sign it. It's just that publishing a book is not that simple. Even if we sign the agreement, we still have to review the manuscript. , typesetting, designing the cover, and doing publicity, it will take at least two months to release."

Does this mean it can be done?Zhou Mingchen and Cheng Xi glanced at each other, both of them saw the suppressed excitement in each other's eyes, and the other two were also happy and their eyes were burning.

Mr. Wang added: "However, as long as the agreement is signed, the manuscript fee will be paid within a week. My little classmate, I have been working on tutorial books for a long time, and I am very optimistic about your notes." He extended his hand to Chengxi appreciatively, "Wish you a happy cooperation in advance?"

The matter was almost finalized, but Cheng Xi couldn't get excited and shook hands with him with a cold face. Zhou Mingchen also stood up and shook hands with Mr. Wang: "Thank you for taking the time to come and look forward to our cooperation."

Mr. Wang took out his business cards, and everyone sent one: "We will contact you on the mobile phone for the follow-up matters. The next time we meet, we may sign a contract. Can I bring back the sample booklet and reservation list?" After asking, he said jokingly : "Otherwise I wouldn't be sure to convince my boss with this mouth."

"Of course." Zhou Mingchen put the things in his bag and handed them to him.When Mr. Wang left, except for Zhou Mingchen, everyone else couldn't recover.

Cheng Xi held his face in his hands and stared blankly at Mr. Wang's business card, not knowing what to think.

After a while, Feng Jianning patted the table and asked in disbelief, "It's really done?"

Ma Xiaoyu rubbed his red and hot face: "I can't believe it either."

The old god Zhou Mingchen took a sip of coffee: "I can prove that it is true, so don't doubt your eyes and memory."

Feng Jianning really wanted to give Zhou Mingchen a big hug, but unfortunately there was a table between him and Cheng Xi, so he could only look at him and Cheng Xi with green eyes: "You two are too powerful, you are not chaotic in times of danger, it is the pride of our 412!"

Ma Xiaoyu was also dizzy from the shock of joy: "Wen Tao Wu Lue is unparalleled in the world."

Zhou Mingchen: "..." Do you know how to use idioms?