When Wang Bo stirred up trouble in the literary world, won awards everywhere, and gained fame and fortune, in addition to Liu Chixin, he was affected by the cold of becoming famous with the book "Triple Gate" in his previous life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his last life, he took advantage of the first prize of the first New Concept Essay Contest, as well as the trend of him dropping out of school and being widely reported by the national media, and launched his debut / female novel "Triple Gate" in the following year, that is, in 2000, with annual sales of more than one million, it became a well-deserved dark horse in the book market that year, and overnight, it moved the world and became the worship and worship of countless post-80s and post-90s!

But the cold of this life, until there were only two months left in 2000, Wang Bo had not heard of the advent of "Triple Gate". The last time I ran a signing meeting with Hu Maolin, Wang Bo knocked on the side and specifically asked about the cold. Hu Maolin said that their editorial department had received a novel sent by the cold a few months ago, but it was too far from Wang Bo's "The Wandering Earth", and it could be said to be naïve. The cold fame is not as big as Wang Bo's, and it is somewhat outdated. Besides, the focus of the editorial department this year is to push him Wang Zi'an, no matter how good the cold novel is, he will not sign another writer to fight with his own people. In the end, the handling of the cold submission was a euphemism to send a letter to the other party, saying that the other party's novels are all good, and I believe that there will be a certain market, but it is not quite in line with the current publishing direction of the writer's publishing house, so that the other party can find another high-minded Yunyun.

In short, Cold's plan to become famous through writer's publishing like in his previous life was completely frustrated, and Wang Bo, a traverser, occupied the magpie's nest, squeezing out the position and resources that should have belonged to him. It is estimated that in addition to the writer's publishing house, the other party has also voted for many other publishing houses, but there is obviously no news yet. Hu Maolin inquired through the circle, and he didn't hear of any publisher who wanted to hold the cold. For no other reason, the gap between the quality of the other party's novels and the super literary star Wang Bo Wang Zi'an, which has been pushed out by the writer's publishing house, is too big for anyone to dare to take such a risk.

"Alas, Lao Tzu is really a-stirring stick! Not to mention stealing Liu Chixin's limelight, he also cut off the road to fame and stardom in the cold. If you can't publish his "Triple Gate" this year, don't think about it in the future. A student who has not graduated from high school, and there is no way to submit the books he writes, Xiao Han, your future is really a little bleak!" After participating in the "Galaxy Award" award ceremony, Wang Bo quickly remembered his idol of the same age in his previous life, the goal he once struggled, and saw that the other party is still unknown, and the media reports are becoming less and less, and he is about to disappear from the crowdWang Bo was embarrassed, sighed, and regretted and guilty, just like facing Liu Chixin, he felt a little sorry for that Xiaohan.

Through the cold and the transformation of his own roles in this life, and the very different life paths, Wang Bo once again realized the importance of opportunities. In the first New Concept Essay Contest, a total of 20 people won the first prize as Cold, but in the end, only Cold, a poor student who had red lights in all other subjects except Chinese, became famous, and gained fame and fortune, was his essay the best? Of course not! Is it that other people are worse than him? In terms of results alone, the comprehensive scores of all the others surpassed that of Cold, but in the end he was the only one who became famous.

Therefore, many times, in our society, opportunities are more important than hard work! It is more important to be obedient and flattering than to be down-to-earth and diligent! The more obedient, obedient, and honest you are, the more you will suffer in the end! The more you are rectified and made, the more you are! Therefore, to be different, or to take the usual path, to be able to stand out, to attract attention, to attract attention, those celebrities in the future, today a scandal, tomorrow a godfather; engaged in scientific research, today is a world-class, tomorrow a world leader; as for politicians, it is a political achievement today, tomorrow a decision, as for the back is a small / three or small four, or the people's fat and people's ointment together with the mother-in-law doll two/milk three/milk n milk continuously, endless to the US imperialists, no one cares.

Isn't it all such a routine?

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As soon as the National Day passed, after a few autumn rains, the temperature began to cool down. On the streets, there were fewer shorts and shorts, and men and women changed into long-sleeved autumn clothes to cover their limbs.

After the National Day, for the senior high school students, the mid-term exam, and the first test is also approaching, all the senior high school students began to feel the approaching steps of the college entrance examination, one or two laughter day by day, becoming like a big enemy, even Sun Li, who is not very fond of learning, came to Wang Bo's house at night to find him, and there was a lot less intimacy in the past, and became serious, most of the time pestering her lover, let Wang Bo answer her questions.

"Lili, aren't you going to apply for the Northern Dance? Art academies don't need high cultural grades, just get by, where do you need to work as hard as you? Are you going to take the Peking University Tsinghua University?" On this day, in the face of Sun Li's several problems that he asked him to solve, Wang Bo couldn't help but tease.

Sun Li likes dancing and also expressed her desire to enter the dance academy to Wang Bo. Wang Bo encouraged Sun Li, saying that since he wanted to, then go to the exam, and his boyfriend would support her without hesitation.

In her previous life, in Wang Bo's memory, Sun Li probably didn't even get into college, and she didn't know where she went after graduating from high school, and few people knew about her.

In this life, Wang Bo naturally will not let such a regrettable thing happen. All the people around him, all his friends, if possible, he hopes that they will be admitted to their ideal school and realize their and their parents' greatest wishes, although this wish is not very good in the eyes of Wang Bo, who has come over, and it doesn't mean anything to be admitted to a good university. If you accidentally fall into the imperial capital, the magic capital, you have to turn a house into a cow and a horse for the rest of your life.

Of course, he doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, and not everyone has a chance to do it all over again like him. So in general, although Wang Bo does not agree with the dead reading in middle school, he has lost his mind and lost his pioneering spirit, he still respects the ideas of others and is willing to help his friends realize their wishes.

"What? You really don't hurt your back when you stand and talk! What if I can't get into Beiwu? Won't I go to college? Then my parents won't be angry? I don't care myself, but I have to go to a university and get a college diploma for them, right? They have raised me for so many years, and they have worked hard without merit, and this is such a wish, so I have to help them realize whatever they say? If I were as smart as you, I wouldn't be stupid all day long. Okay, don't make fun of me, show me how to solve these problems. I thought about it for a day, but I didn't come up with a name. Sun Li glanced at Wang Bo and stuffed her ballpoint pen into Wang Bo's hand.

"Okay! Then let the husband come and see what kind of topic dares to be so difficult for my family Lili, see if Lao Tzu can't kill them!" Wang Bo didn't talk nonsense, and turned the ballpoint pen Thomas that Sun Li stuffed into his hand a few times, and looked down at the topic seriously.

"I hate it, let's do it!" Sun Li's face turned red, punched Wang Bo, and then intimately held Wang Bo's arm, looking at her lover who was thinking seriously with a fascination on her face.

After becoming more and more familiar with Wang Bo, especially after the two sides explored each other's bodies many times, the girl who had always been cautious in front of Wang Bo and was afraid of annoying him became more and more generous, and began to glow with her own nature and put on the posture of a girlfriend. This is also what Wang Bole has seen.

In the face of the upcoming exam, Wang Bo's friends were not only nervous, but also began to be nervous for him after learning that Wang Bo also had to take this exam.

In particular, Liao Xiaoqing, Wang Bo's tablemate, will make a copy of the handwriting of each class every weekend and hand it over to Wang Bo at the English salon on Sunday afternoon. Including the test papers sent by the teachers of each subject, I will also remember to ask for a copy for my tablemate who has never been there since the start of school in September, and then take the time to bring it to him so that he will not forget to do it.

Liao Xiaoqing's thoughts moved Wang Bo. Whether it is Liao Xiaoqing's notes or the test papers he asked for, as he integrates more into society, more time and energy is tied up by novels, rice noodle shops, studios and other businesses, the more meaningless it is for him now, and he becomes less and less concerned about what scores are not scored, and whether the exam is not examined.

But Wang Bo still felt unusually warm after receiving these things from Liao Xiaoqing. He could imagine the look on his pretty table mate when he was copying those notes, and he was afraid that the corners of his mouth would hook and bite his mouth, which was a little proud, right?

Perhaps, he will snort coquettishly?

Every time he thinks of this, Wang Bo will smile knowingly, and then open the handwriting that the girl carefully wrote down in Juanxiu's handwriting, feeling the friendship contained in that stroke. (To be continued.) )