"Son, where's your book?!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Wen didn't expect that what was waiting for him was not a love hug, but such a sentence.

Seeing Song Meiqian looking left and right, and even wanting to attack his dimensional pocket moth, Zhuang Wen hurriedly grabbed her and asked:

"What uncle? My dad has a younger brother?"

Zhuang Kaiyi, who was holding a cup of wolfberry tea at the door and drinking it slowly, heard that a mouthful of wolfberry tea spewed out far away.

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense!"

Song Meiqian anxiously interrupted the communication between the father and son, and said, "It's the book you just wrote, "First Acquaintance with Space Pulse Technique: Virtual Particles"! I promised you Aunt Yun and them, and one of them gave them a signed version. Where's the book?!"

Zhuang Wen's face twitched slightly.

"I was in a hurry to go home, and before he could start printing, I came back in the car without books. Zhuang Wen confessed.

Song Meiqian glared when she heard this, pulled Zhuang Wen and walked to the house, and said as she walked: "Tell someone quickly, send some back first, otherwise you won't want to eat today!"

"Hey, Mom! Someone is watching, I'm a professor now, give me some face!"

Before Zhuang Wen's words fell, he was dragged into the house by Song Meiqian.

Zhuang Kaiyi calmly looked at the villagers gathered around him, and said with a smile: "This child still needs more education." ”

The crowd agreed.

Those children who came over to join in the fun suddenly felt that there seemed to be a "murderous aura" around them!

This matter is actually not considered by Zhuang Wen.

It's also that he doesn't care about the movement that the book will cause, or that he doesn't realize what his first book means.

In the traditional consciousness, this means that he has become a teacher and has become a system of his own.

The significance of this book to the individual is very great.

Even if Zhuang Wen doesn't give it to anyone, at least Yao Kaijiang will have a copy.

It's a matter of etiquette.

So Song Meiqian taught Zhuang Wen,

Zhuang Wen immediately contacted the owner of the publishing house, and speaking of which, the contact information of the people was specially left.

Otherwise, he would probably have to go to Luo Xingchen at this time.

If this is the case, it will be even more embarrassing.

When the owner of the publishing house heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry! In addition to the books for the people in the research institute, the first batch of 1,000 copies will be left for you." You give me an address, and I'll send it to you. ”

Zhuang Wen hurriedly thanked the others.

After ending the call, he had to sigh that compared to others, he still has a lot to learn in terms of human relations!

The enthusiasm for returning home here also disappeared a lot under the influence of this incident, and after eating with his family, he looked at the sales of the book.

"Hey!? I have booked so much, doesn't it mean that I already have hundreds of millions of manuscript fees now?"

Zhuang Wen said in surprise.

However, it was only a little surprising that he had a lot of savings, and this little money did not make his mood fluctuate much.

Compared with this, it is not as big as the "surprise" brought to him by Comrade Song Meiqian putting a piece of ginger the size of garlic in the dish.

To be reasonable, it's a bit outrageous to put all the big pieces of ginger in it!

He didn't really care about money.

Now his main thinking is about publishing books.

The promotion of the "Mechanical Pulse Theory" still needs to be followed up, this matter is related to the overall development level of the imperial academic community, and if it can be accelerated, it can be accelerated as much as possible, and some losses can be reduced.

Moreover, academics are never a one-person business.

There needs to be a collision of ideas before more sparks can emerge.

Zhuang Wen needs to promote the mechanical pulse technique, which has only relied on academic papers and journals to disseminate before, which is not strong enough and not enough to form an effective system.

Universities are not able to really carry out this kind of course.

So, he plans to write a book on the theory of mechanical pulse.

Do what you think.

Zhuang Wen found the previous paper, explained some things in detail, sorted them out systematically, and introduced some characteristics of the knowledge in his mind.

In two days, a 242-page book was released.

The name of the book is simple, it is called "The Theory of Mechanical Pulse".

It contains more than a dozen theorems, more than 100 inferences, and thousands of basic model structures.

There is a high degree of knowledge condensation.

Full of dry goods.

However, the style of the book is still the same as the previous book of Spatial Pulse, and if you don't think about it deeply, it can be read as a storybook.

It's such a book that can be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

However, the publication of this book should not be given to the Southern Xinjiang Publishing House.

Therefore, Zhuang Wen simply printed it out, and after a simple binding, it was mailed to Yao Kaijiang together with a signed copy of "First Acquaintance with Space Pulse Technique: Virtual Particles".

Well. It's a lot easier.

As long as he sends another email, Yao Kaijiang will definitely arrange it for him clearly.

Speaking of which, Yao Kaijiang came back from the battlefield in Western Xinjiang, Zhuang Wen has not visited yet, and he has no plans to go to Yunhai for the time being, so he can only wait to go back after a while.

In addition to Yao Kaijiang, Zhuang Wen also sent the signed version of the book to Lin Dong and several of his high school teachers.

He thought about whether to go to the school in person and give it to the teacher, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

If I really go, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble on the road and at school.

Although he doesn't care, it doesn't mean that Zhuang Wen doesn't know how popular he is.

Can you believe it? Someone moved to the village for a long time to see him, and only returned home after seeing him with his own eyes yesterday.

So, he just talked to the teachers through a video call, and gave the school another 1,000 copies in his personal name.

You don't have to send too much, they can't understand this thing, at most it's a bit enlightening.

He also sent a copy to the Great Wall Military Guard Station to Luohe, and he didn't know how this guy was doing recently, and he didn't receive any news about him.

After sending these people, Zhuang Wen found that his social communication was really small, and he didn't have any friends to send.

High school roommates, good classmates, college roommates, and others are really gone.

Give a copy to these people too.

In the end, Zhuang Wen came to Gu Xiaolian's house with ten books.

He didn't say hello to Huang Jing or Gu Yi before he came, but just picked a time to get off work.

Rang the doorbell, and Gu Yi's voice came from inside, and then Gu Yiyi, wearing an apron, appeared in front of him.

Zhuang Wen carried a book in one hand and a fruit in the other, and smiled at Gu Yi: "Uncle Gu, please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting!"

You don't need to bring any expensive gifts, and it's not the return of the god of war.

Just brought some fruit.

However, when Gu Yi saw Zhuang Wen, a surprised expression suddenly appeared.

Before, he may have some opinions about Zhuang Wen, after all, his daughter is going to be taken away by this guy.

But now, this hurdle in my heart has long passed.

Especially after knowing from Huang Jing that Zhuang Wen made a series of behaviors because of Gu Xiaolian's going to the army, there was only joy left for this excellent son-in-law.