After a long time, I probably realized that I could not get any benefits from Ji Tangdan, or that even if the old man told the truth, he could not believe this fact, so he had to ask for help and turned to Yang Yi: "Little classmate, this, this manuscript..."

Yang Yi no longer knew how many times he had faced such a look, so of course he didn't take it much seriously.

However, the old guy didn't ask for his opinion and just revealed him. Yang Yi was still a little unhappy. Did he not admit it, or did he not admit it, or did he not admit it? He just questioned and questioned it all in every way, but now he turned around and sold him. If he agreed to Ji Tangdan's words, Yang Yi felt that his thoughts were really difficult to understand.

This idea is not clear, so who knows what strange things he will do next?

But Yang Yi thought about it for a long time in his mind, and knew that if he didn't make the old man happy, it would be a problem to ask him to translate. After a moment, he understood the interests and nodded honestly: "Well, it was just now that Wu had just taken it to give the teacher a look."

When Yang Yi said this, his eyes were clear and generous, which made the man want to say something, and his throat seemed to be blocked. He couldn't help but believe him. Speaking of pretending to be good and tender, Yang Yi is now very familiar. It is normal for those who are not familiar with him to be caught.

The man felt very complicated when he saw Yang Yi admitting it calmly, and Ji Tangdan looked inaction. His name was Wu and Junji, and he was an old grandson from Ji Tangdan. He was considered a family. Since he read and read, he has made it his lifelong goal to be able to leave a masterpiece of his generation. Wu Junji's life goal cannot be regarded as a forced indoctrination by the elders of his family. It is a personal ideal.

However, reality and ideals are often difficult to unify. Wu Junji is a family-leading source, and since he was a young man, his articles were often taken out by his elders to read. At that time, the elderly in the family and his grandfather's old friends all believed that he could inherit his ancestors' legacy and did not spare any effort to cultivate and teach him.

But after all, his talent was a little worse. What was the article he made since his youth? At the age of thirty, the words he wrote were almost not much profit.

It would be fine if this is the case alone. With Ji Tangdan's cultivation attitude, he would never treat his descendants with the previous neither salty nor indifferent attitude. Wu Junji's biggest problem is that he is gentle and elegant and noble in his style, but he is competitive and even has little tolerant.

What is widely circulated is the filthiness of him and another young teaching assistant in college. The teacher was also successful at a young age, so he was a little unwilling tolerant whenever he encountered any problems. But the cause of this incident was that Wu Junzi quoted a piece of poetry and essay sketch, but did not notify him in time.

The two of them had a lawsuit against each other for half a year and was widely circulated in the Yuezhou Writers Association Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Later, the old men such as Ji Tangdan could not bear it anymore and suppressed the matter with their own reputation, so that they would not let Lao Han hatred for nine days.

But this incident completely exhausted several old people's patience with Wu Junji. Literature can be without talent, but not without virtue. The older generation values ​​these things. They themselves are glorious figures, and naturally have many strict requirements for the younger generation. But contrary to their expectations, these painstaking efforts and self-sufficiency ended up being empty! Wu Junji not only lacked some talent in writing, but also was far from the appearance of a humble gentleman on the surface.

To use the statement that the elderly are unhappy but have to admit, Wu Junshi is too hypocritical.

This is why the current situation is created. Whenever he visits these old people, he must not be able to stay away from him due to his old friends. But after meeting, he will be a different matter with what attitude he should treat this person.

Of course, Yang Yi knew nothing about these situations. Now that he saw this man's complex expression, he was too lazy to think deeply. This reaction is normal. He can win the novel that is recognized as one of the best awards in the world literary world except Nobel. It is definitely not something that is worthy of fiction.

Even the "Map and Territory", which led to rounds of discussion after winning the award, has its fascinating highlights, and the author is even hailed as contemporary Camus. Not to mention the "Tough Stone" which almost received unanimous praise.

Wu Junji finally came to his senses, got up from the wax weaving sand, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Yang Yi: "I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! I know what a genius is."

It is obvious that although Wu Junji is unbearable, the charm of the words, or the infection of emotions, still deeply admire him. This is the response after giving good things to insiders to see. It is the poet's pilgrimage to the sages of the Tang Dynasty, the dancers' reverie of the colorful clothes, and the piano player's feelings for Ji Kang and Guangling.

Although a person's deep feelings for a certain skill are not proportional to his own moral conduct.

Yang Yi sneered twice, not knowing how to answer. He is still a genius! If Ji Tangdan knew the true origin of this novel, he wouldn't have hung himself on the ceiling to feed the whip!

Wu Junji saw that Yang Yi did not respond and stretched his hands a little longer: "Haha, it seems that my junior brother can't stand me, a little person who failed many times. I didn't give me this thin face. I didn't fail like this as a human being."

Ji Tangdan's eyes narrowed over there, and after all, he left some face for his old friend. When Yang heard this, he could no longer pretend to be demented and quickly reached out to him: "Where is, uh..."

I don't know what this person is called yet.

Wu Junji saw what Yang Yi was lying. After shaking his hand, he took out a business card from the inner bag of the suit: "Wu Junji, please give me some advice."

After Yang Yi took the business card, he looked at it politely before putting it in his pocket. God knows what Ji Tangdan has to do with this Wu Junji. If the old man was just a mess today or someone else’s housework, it would be a bad idea that he would roll his eyes rashly.

"Why are you so young? Is it the junior class of the Chinese department of the Greater Chinese Department? Or..." Wu Jun saw Yang's business card carefully, his eyes lit up a little more, and he was full of enthusiasm in his words. Those who don't know would probably think that he is the owner of this place.

"No." Yang Yi was a little puzzled. Why did he think he was from the junior class when he saw someone? The ink in his stomach, which was probably jointly recommended by Ji Tangdan and Shen Songzhi, would be fired mercilessly. After thinking about it, Yang Yi still smiled and denied: "No, no! I am not as good as I am, the more difficult it is to get a high level now."

These words are definitely not Yang Yi's politeness, but the truth is so true that he can't be true. Now he will take the school exam. Except for the two subjects of Chinese and foreign languages, all other subjects can get 60 points together...

Well, Yang Yi decided to go and buy lottery tickets, and was reborn without any preparation, so he couldn't even remember a 3D winning number. He was simply unbearable!

But to outsiders who were unaware of it, what they said was a bit too modest and proud. However, Wu Jun was used to concealing his heart, and at this moment he just looked at him in surprise and shook his head: "One high? This one high?"

He turned his head and signaled outside the window: "It's the Yuezhou No. 1 High School outside? Junior brother, you..."

Yang Yi shrugged and didn't want to get involved in this side, so he changed the topic: "It's still a student, a student. That, Wu... Uncle, you talk to the teacher, I'll take the first step."

God knows that Yang Yi feels like vomiting now. Wu Junji may not be older than before he was reborn. Both of them should be of peer relationship. Fortunately, after returning to the age of sixteen, it was not this time that this guy pretended to be innocent and pure, so he pinched his nose and endured it.

"Wait a minute." Before Wu Junshi could say anything, Ji Tangdan hummed twice, looking very much like the landlord Lao Cai who went to Yang Bailao's house to collect rent at the end of the year: "I haven't nodded yet, where are you going? Go to the small room and continue the next chapter, at least 5,000 words!"

After thinking about it, his request seemed to be a bit too much, Ji Tangdan reluctantly changed his words: "Forget it, it's only two% and three thousand words! If you can't write it out, you have to say that!"

Wu Junji only thought that the old man was happy when he saw the hunt, and his heart was uncontrollably filled with sourness. In the past, he followed his grandfather and often went to and from the homes of these prestigious old men, and many people in it had guided him step by step. Now this is also a generation of new people to change old people. He had to hurry up to ask Ji Tangdan to take a look at his manuscript. However, this kid, the old man, was reluctant to let him go for a moment.

As for the defects in his personality, Wu Junji chose to ignore it in a daze.

But only Yang Yi knew that since the relationship was now, this old guy was still worried! While he was secretly grateful, he couldn't help but be deeply impressed by the seriousness and meticulousness of the older generation of literati. How strict self-discipline is this, so he can test his own articles three times? It seems that if he wants to "adapt" something in the future, he must do the preparation time like this time!

Return to justice? A reborn man sneered at him. What is evil and what is righteous? Literary works are based on some national boundaries, but the author has nationality. In short, Yang Yi expressed no pressure on authors from other countries to practice ideology.

Conscience and something... Yang Yi sneered, "Bao, bad habits!" After the opportunity to find Shi Yue and Zhang Muye in the future, "What's in the Ming Dynasty" and "Ghost Blows Out the Light" can be published. If it dies, then Yang Yi will definitely share the benefits of these two adaptations with most of them.

As for the foreign ghost monkey, Uncle A San Hei...

Go and play with you, I can choose your works, that is a kind of affirmation to you.

But now, it’s better to deal with Ji Tangdan first!

If this article is not passed by the old man, how can I take it to France to participate in the evaluation? Although there are several other famous writers in China who are good at translators, the problem is that Yang Yiyi doesn’t know any of them. And a considerable number of them are just good at translating foreign works into Chinese.

If you turn around and expect them to translate Chinese works into English or French, it would be a bit of a joke.

And there is another very important reason. During the translation process, Ji Tangdan and him can communicate at any time. The person who knows the most about this work is naturally Yang Yiren - such a miserable as Attic Rashimi, he cannot ask this villain to recover his copyright. Therefore, in many places, even if Ji Tangdan's writing skills are much deeper than Yang Yiren, he must fully understand the latter's writing intentions before he can carry out targeted translation work.

It was always difficult for the first time, and Yang Yi comforted himself so much. When the old man got used to this kind of thing, he probably wouldn't say anything more. One book might be plagiarism, what about the two books, five books, and ten books?

The ambitious Yang Yi obediently entered the small house next door. As for what Wu Jun was talking to the old man here, Yang Yi's curiosity was still relatively limited.

However, in the previous life, such as Ji Tangdan and Chen Songzhi... there is no need to say much about these names, Yang Yi also heard of them. Even Rogo had some impression of being reborn as a man. He probably had a glimpse of his fate in the cultural page of Yuezhou Daily.

But he was sure that Wu Junji had no impression of him.

Alas, why do you think so much? Yang Yi shook his head, spread out the manuscript paper, and leisurely got up the grid.

Memories, and then recreate the words in memory. I really don’t think much of it when I write 5ooo words in one afternoon.

...

A day passed like this. Under Ji Tangdan's surveillance, Yang Yi finally got the old man's nod and admitted. As Yang Yi said, will those who can write such articles be willing to sign someone else's name? Ji Tangdan was immediately stunned after hearing this, and in the end he could only admit that Yang Yi's explanation is still very reasonable.

Since Ji Tangdan accepted what he saw with his own eyes, the next thing would be much easier. When Yang Yi told him about his plans, the old man was a little surprised and asked why he didn't participate in the Mao Dun Literature Award, and then promised the translation matters.

This is an opportunity for Chinese contemporary literature to be proud. If Ji Tangdan does not agree, there will be a ghost. And if Yang Yi can really win the championship, how shameful will his old face be?

He refused the old man's food. Although the elder dared not refuse, he was the only mother at home. Yang Yi went downstairs with great satisfaction. It was already late spring mist outside, and the sunset was shining, and the tired bird flapping its wings and silhouetted by.

There was a hustle and bustle in the teaching building of the third year of high school, but it was silent in the first and second grades.

Today is the weekend?

While relaxing his eyes, a person suddenly turned out from outside the corridor entrance. Yang Yi was still wondering why this person smiled so enthusiastically, and then he thought slowly before he realized that this person was Wu Junji.

"Junior brother, you usually stay at the teacher's house all day?" Wu Jun's enthusiasm made Yang Yi almost unable to bear it. But this kind of overdone enthusiasm could not arouse his disgust.

"Haha, it's not often, it depends on the teacher's mood." Yang Yi pursed his lips, made a "you understand" look, and then he didn't say anything, just looked at the other person like that.

Obviously this was not a chance encounter. Judging from Wu Junji's appearance, I was probably waiting for him for a long time. While Yang Yi was struggling in the small room, he was immersed in the tampering of the article for a while, and did not pay attention to when the man left.

"My junior brother is really funny." Wu Junji saw Yang Yi so calm, although he thought it was unexpected and reasonable, but it was only one thing that was rising and the other was getting worse. After saying a few casual words of anecdotes and anecdotes, he turned to Yang Yi seriously: "That, junior brother, I really can't help asking, Wu's manuscript..."

"It's mine. I think Uncle Wu and the teacher have known each other for a long time than I have known each other! Do you still not know what kind of personality he has?"

Yang Yi didn't know what he was going to come, but he was not anxious and responded steadily.

"Haha, that's right." Wu Junji smiled and sorted out his face, but he still couldn't hide his excitement. He said to Yang Yizhengrong: "Do you know how outstanding your manuscript is?"

Huh? This person drank here for a long time just to praise me. Yang Yi was puzzled.

"Is it good?" The reborn man smiled humbly and said, "I don't think so!"

This sentence "I don't think it" vaguely has the style of a strong and slutty among old boys.

Wu Junji was obviously choked and finally swallowed the depression. Then he said to Yang Yi earnestly: "My junior brother, although the teacher has never recognized me as a student, no matter what, my heart is still on the old man."

It’s not that our army is incompetent, but that the Communist army is too cunning... It’s because it’s wrong, it’s because Yang Yi’s eyes are not good, but that Wu Junji’s acting skills are too superb. It’s because Ji Tangdan and other old guys who have become elites have been savoring this person’s mind. Yang Yi can see through his heart by just one meeting.

But he is much more resistant to cheating than ordinary children. Anyway, he has a principle and I won’t speak out what I don’t know.

Seeing that Yang Yi suddenly became a little calmer, Wu Junji stopped going around and laughed and said, "Forget it, it's useless to say too much nonsense! I've been waiting here for so long, just want to ask you if you have any plans?"

What was the plan? Yang Yi was stunned, as if... there was an organization called Yang Yi Publishing in his hand?

Wu Junji didn't know this section, and thought Yang Yi was so happy that he was a little stupid because of his words, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot: "My junior brother has never been exposed to publishing things..."

Yang Yi really wants to say that I have been in contact with it. I know very well, such as royalties, hidden terms, additional terms, publishing channels, and sales codes! After hanging out with Rogo for so long, Yang Yi can't figure it out.

But Wu Junji talked endlessly on the other side: "So you don't know that articles like you don't need to be submitted at all! Just posting some chapters can attract the publishing agents, editors and other things to come. However, the works alone are useless. It is a foregone conclusion that newcomers like you are being pumped by them in the royalties! But if my junior brother trusts me and handing over the publication of the manuscript to **, I can guarantee that you will gain both fame and fortune."

What is this situation?
Chapter completed!