That morning, Wen Xun and his class teacher Li Yiwen asked for a leave and prepared to go to the school gate to wait for Dingxiang. After Dingxiang told her that the day before that there was an appointment with the editor, the two made an appointment to meet at the school gate of Kaixian No. 1 Middle School, and then went to the city to meet the editor together.

However, after asking for leave, Wen Xun didn't plan to go back to the classroom to pack up his things. He didn't pack up his things before asking for leave. It turned out that after the last time he used the toilet to release the puppy pigeon, the girl no longer believed Wen Xun's words. In the girl's words, it was "Student Wen Xun, you are a natural lying sperm, and you can't believe anything you say from your mouth!"

So after Wen Xun took the leave, he stopped going back to the classroom, so he would not be caught by the puppy on various reasons for treating meals, and then followed him all the way to the city - would he not let him live after hearing the news? Not long after slipping out of the school gate, Wen Xun saw a car parked next to him. After the door was opened, Dingxiang was waving to him in the car.

"Wen Xun, come on, get in the car."

After getting in the car, Wen Xun looked at the inside of the dough curiously. He had never taken a van before. A few years ago, when his family's living standards were good, there was no such taxi in the county town. When the dough appeared, his mother fell ill.

It took a short while to drive to the bus station. Wen Xun and Dingxiang took the bus from the city to the city. Perhaps because it was a weekday, there were no people on the bus at this time, so the two found a middle seat and sat down side by side.

"Wen Xun, you said that the editor is coming to us this time to discuss the publication, right?" Not long after sitting down, Dingxiang began to ask Wen Xun anxiously.

Wen Xun was stunned when he heard Dingxiang's words. He turned his head and looked at Dingxiang curiously for a few seconds. It was not until he looked at Dingxiang that he smiled, his voice was low, and his speech was slow: "No, maybe people just saw that what I wrote was a little interesting, but there were too many places to be modified. Because if a book is usually published, the author would be asked by the editor to constantly revise the manuscript. In the end, his spirit was almost broken, and he was surprised to find that the manuscript in his hand was not as good as he wrote it himself..."

When Dingxiang heard Wen Xun say this, she felt as if she had found a backbone. I don’t know what happened. Although Shu was Wen Xun, probably because Dingxiang put too much effort into the submission process, she performed even more nervous than Wen Xun. Even the child Wen Xun was worried about her asking her to comfort her, but now she has completely turned around!

Suddenly, Dingxiang seemed to have reacted. She turned her head in surprise and kept looking at Wen Xun, as if Wen Xun was a Meike man in a young skin. "What are you doing?" Wen Xun felt uncomfortable when she saw it, so she asked.

"It's nothing..." Dingxiang opened her pink lips and finally said one sentence. It turned out that Dingxiang was surprised that Wen Xun, a teenage child, was so calm and even became her Dingxiang's backbone. But when she opened her mouth, she felt that she had found the answer - if her family was in the same situation as Wen Xun's family, she probably would have matured a lot now, right? Alas, children from poor families had long been the family, and their peers in the city were still trying to buy computers and play games, Wen Xun had already begun to think about the family's economic income.

"Hey, by the way, why do you seem to be familiar with publishing?" Dingxiang suddenly thought of another question. Her ex-lived literary beauty didn't know the specific details of publishing, so why is Wen Xun so clear about this child in the mountain valley?

However, Wen Xun just smiled and didn't say anything. When Wen Xun was 12 years old, she read too many martial arts novels, so she simply wrote something about martial arts novels. Will he tell others casually? And after writing it, she even read the manuscripts to professionals. Will he tell others casually?

Wen Xun did not answer, but it aroused Dingxiang's curiosity even more. She felt that Wen Xun was mysterious. If other things could be explained by the children of poor families as soon as possible, why would Wen Xun be so familiar with everything?

However, no matter how curious Dingxiang was, Wen Xun kept silent about this issue. He just talked about other things with Dingxiang. After a bumpy journey, the two finally arrived at the teahouse they had made an appointment at 3 pm.

Yuqing is different from other places. The traditions have been preserved well for many years, and even the teahouse culture in the early years has not been destroyed much. They made this teahouse not far from the publishing house, which can be regarded as a convenience for the editor.

After entering the teahouse, the two went up the second floor, found a table by the window and sat down. Now there are more than ten minutes before the agreed time, and the editor has not arrived yet, but there are a few old people in the teahouse drinking tea to set up a gantry formation.

The saying "setting the dragon gate formation" is a unique saying in Shuchuan area. If it is translated into Mandarin, it is to talk about the mountains, or to put it more vulgarly, it is to brag. 13.

"Wen Xun, you said there will be no problem with the novel, right? The editor wouldn't have asked us to tell us that he doesn't like this manuscript, right?" Although he had been comforted before, when he arrived at the place, Dingxiang began to feel panic again as the agreed time approached.

"Why can't it? He might just see that I'm still young and thinks it's very interesting to be able to write so many words at this age, so out of the kindness of the juniors on demand, it's possible to ask me for a few words..." Who knew that Wen Xun easily threw out this sentence at this time.

This shocked Dingxiang directly. She widened her eyes and stared at Wen Xun with her black eyes. She couldn't believe what Wen Xun said. "Then why are you not anxious at all?" After she was surprised for two seconds, she immediately questioned Wen Xun anxiously. She felt that even if she didn't treat her works as her child, Wen Xun's family was so difficult. Didn't he write books just to make money for her family? Why is it so calm now?

"The more you want something, the more you can't be anxious. If you are anxious, you can only make bad things." Wen Xun lowered his head and took a sip of the boiled water delivered by the teahouse for free, and said slowly, "And I know that if this book is published, the results will definitely be good, and I have this confidence..."

Hey! Wen Xun’s aura! People believe that Wen Xun is a powerful person or a great man who has seen the wind and rain! Can a teenager say such words? Even a young man in his twenties cannot say it! To describe it in Beijing dialect, that is, "This style is amazing! It's a master!"

Dingxiang feels like this now. She looked at Wen Xun with an incredible look, as if she had met Wen Xun again today. She couldn't believe how this little brother, who was six or seven years younger than her, was born, how did his family teach him, and why was he so awesome?

While his peers were still worried about his exam results, Wen Xun could be so indifferent to the critical publishing issues under such a heavy family burden? This scene is as lethal as Chow Yun-fat said in the advertisement, "Success? Haha, I'm just on the road"!

The shot of Fa Ge in the advertisement is definitely a kind of charm of a middle-aged successful person to instantly kill all women of childbearing age from puberty to menopause, and even Pu Cunxin has to stand aside! And the "style" that Wen Xun shows now, this aura, and this tone are definitely comparable to that of Fa Ge!

Dingxiang was already a little impatient under the pressure of this aura - it wasn't that she was moved by Wen Xun, but she subconsciously regarded Wen Xun as the "head" and was directly shocked by Wen Xun!

But what she didn't know was that Wen Xun's confidence and slightness came from that he had long seen the future of the book in his dream. Since there was only so much manuscript fee in a quarter, would there be any problem with the quality of the book? If the quality of the book is fine, I still have to worry about whether the editor has taken a fancy to this book this time? This editor is blind, so let's find the next publisher! China is so big, and all the editors are blind?

What's more, Wen Xun had repeatedly verified the situation of this book in his previous dream. He was not really caring about memorizing the book in his dream! He also found the salesperson of the bookstore in his dream and found customers of all walks of life who were reading and buying books in the bookstore. He had long known the future of "Sha Seng Diary"!

At this moment, there was a rapid sound of "twist" walking upstairs on the wooden stairs. Wen Xun turned his head and saw a man who looked like Fan Zhiyi, the defender of Songjiang Football Team, came up from the stairs. The man was about 170 years tall, quite thin, with a pair of oval flat glasses on his face. His eyes were not big, and he had a very high shoulder. He felt that his shoulders were taller than his ears. He was simply a thin version of Fan Zhiyi!

The thin version of "Fan Zhiyi" looked around the second floor of the teahouse, then walked straight towards Wen Xun and the others. After walking quickly to the two of them, he asked directly: "Is it Wen Xun and Ding Xiang?" After seeing Wen Xun nodding, he introduced himself directly, "My name is Lan Yang, and I am the editor of Southwest Normal University Press. I asked you before..."

When he said this, Lan Yang had just pulled a chair from the table next to him. He had just bent down and had not sat down yet, he was surprised to find that Wen Xun next to him stood up and reached his right hand in front of him. The surprised Lan Yang immediately stood up straight at this time, then stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Wen Xun. As soon as he shook hands, he found that Wen Xun's right hand was very favorable. Just by shaking hands, he conveyed to him the impression that Wen Xun was very steady and reliable.

And it's not only that! Who is so familiar with business etiquette in ordinary teenagers? Not to mention anything else, even Lan Yang forgot to shake hands as soon as he came up! Not to mention that Wen Xun stood up so professionally to shake hands!
Chapter completed!