Chapter 65: A Chance

"Didn't do anything. Wang Wenjing hurriedly stood up: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are not playing in the classroom, what are you doing here?"

"Then what are you doing here?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked rhetorically.

"It's so stuffy in the classroom, I come out to breathe. ”

"Oh, I came out to tell you one thing, you have to play well in the high school entrance examination tomorrow, treat it with a normal heart, maybe we can still be placed in a class. ”

"Hmm. Wang Wenjing nodded, but then a trace of worry appeared on his face: "I'm really a little worried, although my grades have improved a lot recently, but my foundation is not good, if tomorrow's test paper is more difficult, I'm afraid I will fail the test again." ”

"You don't have to think so much, just treat it with a normal heart, if the test paper is more difficult, everyone is difficult, and you are not alone, don't worry. ”

Wang Wenjing looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with sincere eyes: "Xiaoqiang, thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't dare to face tomorrow's exam." ”

"Well, let's go back to the classroom, the graduation ceremony is over. ”

"Good. ”

When I returned home at night, I smelled a strong smell of chicken soup as soon as I entered the door, and there was an exam tomorrow, which was used by my mother to supplement Zhang Xiaoqiang's nutrition.

He looked at himself in the mirror, this body was really a little fat, and when the exam was over, he would take advantage of the summer vacation to exercise.

After updating the Super Soldier King as usual, Zhang Xiaoqiang habitually logged in to TT, and then saw a message from the frogfish, saying that the Singularity Novel Network would hold an annual meeting half a month later, and he was named the Super Rookie King of the Singularity Novel Network and was invited to participate in this annual meeting.

The venue for the annual meeting is on Yingzhou Island, an island nation.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang came to this parallel world, he learned through consulting information that he found that this world is similar to the earth, and some countries are corresponding, such as Yingzhou Island, Chaoguo, the Philippines and so on.

The annual meeting is both familiar and unfamiliar to Zhang Xiaoqiang, familiar because he dreamed of participating in his previous life, sitting with some god-level writers drinking and chatting, chatting about the world, and strange because this kind of scene only appeared in a dream.

After the high school entrance examination, it is the summer vacation, and there is time, Zhang Xiaoqiang agreed: "The good frog fish is big, I will definitely participate on time." ”

"Well, you come to Singularity Headquarters on August 1st, at twelve o'clock at noon, we will charter a flight to Yingzhou, it will be a holiday, remember to book tickets in advance. ”

"Okay. ”

Singularity is headquartered in Longdu, the capital of China, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hurried to the high-speed train on the morning of August 1.

There will be a high school entrance examination tomorrow, although Zhang Xiaoqiang has no psychological pressure at all, but he still has to nourish his spirits, and after consulting some information, he went to sleep.

Three days later, the exam is over, and the next step is to be nervous and wait for the results to be announced.

Zhang Xiaoqiang contacted Wang Wenjing as soon as possible and asked her how she was doing.

Wang Wenjing replied that the other subjects were fine, but the math test paper this time was a little difficult, and she had never seen some question types.

After comforting Wang Wenjing, Zhang Xiaoqiang had just hung up the phone when an unfamiliar mobile phone number called.

"Which one?" Zhang Xiaoqiang answered the phone.

"Brother, you are really a noble person who forgets things, I am your old brother Wang, and you forgot me so quickly?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face is full of black lines, there are too many people in this world who can call Brother Wang, who knows who you are.

Then he listened to the other side and continued: "Brother March, I am the king of the supernatural world, Kunming, and I have a reluctant request to call you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized that it was Wang Kunming, and at the same time, he also knew his intention to make this call.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Wang Kunming continued: "Brother March, don't get me wrong, this time it's not about publishing, but in the last issue, the supernatural world didn't have your works, which caused our sales to drop by 50 percent.

As the owner of the magazine, I have criticized the blue bird, it was he who did not handle the relationship with you, which led to your departure, I thought that in March you would go to the folk ghost story or other magazines, after the latest issue was issued, I found that other magazines did not have your articles. ”

"What's the matter? Are you still angry with me? March, you see if this will work, you continue to give manuscripts to the supernatural world, and I will only say a word about the publication in the future, and the publishing copyright is still in your hands. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought for a while and replied: "Lao Wang, I have also considered this matter, but I still think there is something wrong, don't forget, these stories I wrote are all separated, not serialized, and there is no coherence, if it is published in the supernatural world, if it is really published in the future, it will suffer more than some novels, if I am still published in the supernatural world, I am afraid that after publication, there will be no market at all." ”

"In that case, why don't you write a long story?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up suddenly, yes, why don't I write a long story, although Liaozhai is composed of hundreds of independent short stories, but there are also relatively long ones, such as the Chinese Ghost Story series, the Difu Niangniang series, the ghost house series, and the Yin Cao series.

These series of stories, although not long, are better than short stories of a few thousand words.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang agreed to Wang Kunming's request, Wang Kunming didn't expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to agree so simply, full of joy, and promised that his price in the supernatural world would rise to three thousand words.

At the same time, the Folk Ghost Tales Magazine Agency.

Their sales in this issue have rebounded slightly, but they still haven't reached the original level, and the reason is that the magazine deceived readers, the so-called supernatural god Wanli, the magazine vigorously promoted, and readers looked forward to it, but what Wanli brought to readers was the storyline of the bad street ten years ago.

If it weren't for a few authors with better quality, the sales of folk ghost stories would have plummeted.

In the editorial department, Wan Li had a headache, and in the face of the sales that could not go up for a long time, his anxious hair turned a lot whiter.

At this time, an editor came over: "Boss, the latest news, this issue of the supernatural world, the March article has not been published!"

Wan Li looked up violently, looking incredulous: "What are you talking about? This can't be true!"

He clearly remembered that he had traveled thousands of miles to Rongcheng to look for March, trying to win him over, but March resolutely did not agree, and in the end, the matter was over.

It's just that this issue of the supernatural world, why didn't the March work be published?

Could it be that March has a conflict with the supernatural world?

This is a good opportunity for Wanli.