Soon, a week passed. On Saturday morning, after Wen Xun wrote the content he memorized in his dream last night, he packed up his things and prepared to go to Dingxiang's dormitory to inquire about the submission. When he arrived at the door of Dingxiang's dormitory, he saw Dingxiang as if he was about to go out.

When Dingxiang saw Wen Xun, she was a little surprised. She said a little embarrassedly: "Wen Xun, are you here? You want to ask about the results of the submission? I was just about to go to your house to find you." Seeing Dingxiang's a little embarrassed expression, Wen Xun roughly guessed the results of the submission this week.

However, Wen Xun didn't say it immediately. After entering the room, Dingxiang hurriedly called Wen Xun to sit down, and then gave Wen Xun a cup of boiled water. While pouring water, Dingxiang thought about how to tell Wen Xun that she wanted to be Wen Xun if she wanted to be Wen Xun, and she would definitely have full expectations for the submission process this week. If she said it now, she ran for a week, but the four publishing houses were not interested, then what was Wen Xun's disappointment?

As she thought about it, she almost spilled the water. After handing the water cup to Wen Xun in a hurry, Dingxiang suddenly saw an English novel on the edge of her bed - the cover of this novel contained a flower-shaped "harry-potter".

Suddenly, Dingxiang felt that she had an idea. She slowly sat opposite Wen Xun, and then slowly said: "During the summer vacation, a classmate who was studying abroad at London School of Economics sent me a book called "Harry Potter". The author of this book is a sister in her early thirties. This is the first book she wrote. When she wrote this book, she was in a small cafe in Edinburgh, Scotland. She had just divorced and boarded her sister's house with her daughter. At that time, she was so poor that she could only write novels while doing odd jobs. The papers she wrote novels were also small notes for coffee shops."

Hearing this, Wen Xun opened his mouth. He had actually guessed what Dingxiang wanted to say, and knew that this kind of thing that would comfort people was actually quite tormenting, so he smiled and said, "No publishing house is willing to publish my book, right?"

"Yes, you can't imagine that Sister Rowling...hey? How did you know?" Dingxiang thought Wen Xun was completely attracted by her story, and subconsciously wanted to continue telling the story. After saying a half sentence, she realized Wen Xun's words and was surprised.

"You will know by your reaction." Wen Xun smiled and said, "It's okay, Teacher Ding, I can withstand it. If I were so fragile, I wouldn't be able to hold on for years."

Although Wen Xun was smiling when she said this, Dingxiang didn't know what, but she only felt that behind the smile, what she revealed was the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man, the feeling that once was invincible for water, but the feeling that made women's hearts moved by Wushan was not cloudy.

At this time, Dingxiang didn't know what was wrong, but she felt that two completely different feelings suddenly burst out in her heart - one was the pity of motherhood, and the other was the admiration and admiration. Seeing Wen Xun at such a young age, she had been under great pressure early because of her family situation, and now she could even laugh, which made her want to take Wen Xun as a baby. At the same time, she saw Wen Xun's calmness as a middle-aged man and the vicissitudes of storms, and she felt a pure male charm...

"It's okay, Teacher Ding. If you can't do it for a week, just two weeks, if you can't do it for two weeks, just ten weeks. This book is definitely a good book and will never let the publishing house lose money. I have this confidence." Wen Xun began to comfort Dingxiang at this time.

Dingxiang was startled when she heard Wen Xun's words. She had never thought that Wen Xun had such confidence! Generally speaking, aren't children in mountain villages very prone to lack self-confidence? Are they particularly prone to inferiority? Wen Xun is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or is she really confident in her books? No, compare Wen Xun's expression that has experienced vicissitudes before, and he should be really confident.

Faced with Wen Xun, who was so confident, Ding Xiang really felt shocked. She suddenly felt a little weird - generally speaking, this kind of self-confidence is not the great truth that parents often taught their children when they were young. But after they grew up to a certain age, no one would take this great truth to heart, and no one would take this great truth as the norm of life! So there would be various retreats, so there would be various excuses! But is Wen Xun, a child child child child childish or mature? He actually regards this great truth as the norm of being a human being?

Of course, Dingxiang didn't know where Wen Xun's confidence came from - if Dingxiang could "see" the sales and royalties after "Sha Seng Diary" in her dream like Wen Xun, then she would have absolute confidence! But it has to be said that the confidence that Wen Xun showed now would definitely have a great impact on Dingxiang.

"If I persist so much, I will have to trouble Teacher Ding to keep running back and forth. This is very embarrassing..." Wen Xun became polite at this time. He really felt embarrassed. Logically, he should run for this kind of thing by himself, but who made him a student, and he was just a student studying in the county town.

"What is this? Scared! You, Wen Xun, really treats Teacher Ding as an outsider?" Ding Xiang said to Wen Xun coldly at this time. For Ding Xiang, who is full of pity and respect at this time, helping and caring Wen Xun is necessary and necessary! Even at this time, she made up her mind that if there was no publishing house willing to publish a book, then Ding Xiang would simply pay to "sponsor" the publishing house to publish! She could even pay for the money to pretend that it was the royalties given by the publishing house!

In Dingxiang's eyes, with such a bumpy life experience, such hard work, and so mature Wen Xun, the future will only be smooth. If there are any bumps, as long as Dingxiang can do the best she can, she is willing to secretly help Wen Xun settle it...

However, Wen Xun didn't know what Dingxiang was thinking at this time. If he knew, he would have to laugh and cry - our book will definitely make money in the future, okay? Can you give me some confidence?

After saying this, Dingxiang sent Wen Xun out of the school gate. After returning to the dormitory, Dingxiang clenched his fists and waved his chest hard, and said viciously: "I won't be afraid of you. I will definitely make Wen Xun the next Lu Xun!"

But after saying this, Dingxiang laughed herself. She wanted to cheer herself up, but she didn't know what was wrong with her mind. She actually said such funny words, but it was quite easy.

In fact, in the past few days, Dingxiang was disappointed in several publishing houses in the city. When some publishing house editors heard that they had never published books to contribute, they directly made excuses to pretend to be busy and hang Dingxiang in the reception room for two or three hours.

When he met a slightly better editor, the other party would at least look through Wen Xun's manuscript, then pinch his index finger and thumb to count money, suggesting that a "sponsorship" of several thousand yuan would be published. As a rich girl, Dingxiang had been so angry in her life and when would she have suffered such grievances? If it weren't for Wen Xun, Dingxiang would have run back to the dormitory to shed tears, and would never submit the article again.

Of course, after cheering herself up, Dingxiang also wanted to challenge herself and challenge her limits, and be as naive and confident as Wen Xun! If 4 publishing houses don’t work, then 40 will be! If 40 doesn’t work, then 40 will be! If 40 doesn’t work, then 400 will be! With the help of a top literary agent, Rowling was rejected twelve or three times. Later, did she still publish Harry Potter? Didn’t she still become a rich man? Why can’t Wen Xun do it? Why!

So, in the confused eyes of my colleagues, Dingxiang began to run to the city again and again when there was no class. After running more times, even the bus drivers on the road from Kaixian to the city knew Dingxiang! It doesn’t matter if they were rejected once, it doesn’t matter if they were rejected five times, and it doesn’t matter if they ten times! Come on, you group of publishing houses’ sluts, Dingxiang’s mother and the guy who heard the news are not afraid of you!

Just after the 25th time of submission, Dingxiang returned to the dormitory with the blood-red setting sun. As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she collapsed on the bed and covered her head in the quilt. She really felt exhausted physically and mentally. If it were not for Wen Xun, but for her own book, she would have given up long ago. Although she had encouraged herself before, the effect of cheering her up could not last for such a long time was not.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard a sound of music that sounded familiar and unfamiliar in her dormitory. "This music sounds very familiar! Hiss... it sounds like... it's like something? By the way, it's like the ringtone of her own phone! Alas, I haven't heard her own phone ringtone for a long time... What? The ringtone of a cell phone!" Dingxiang suddenly realized something-the contact information she left for the publishing house was her own phone number!

"Is it a call from the publishing house?" Dingxiang was so surprised and scared at this time. She hoped that it was from the publishing house for Wen Xun's book, but also afraid that it was from her own family - wouldn't that kill the opportunity to give Wen Xun this time to publish a book?

Dingxiang felt so nervous for the first time, as if she was about to see if the child she gave birth would be six fingers. Her hands trembled and reached out to her bag with the words "prada", slowly took out her cell phone, and then looked at the screen - it seemed to be the landline number in Yuqing area?

She only felt her heartbeat start to accelerate, and then she didn't dare to breathe and answered the phone. She carefully put her phone to her face, and said in the tone of the little girl who heard an abnormal sound in the middle of the night, "You, are you a ghost?"
Chapter completed!