Jiang Ming recalled for a moment, nodded and said: "I've heard of it, it is a more authoritative award in the Chinese poetry circle, and it is also an award that the Chinese people know more about." ”

Song Wenbo said with a smile: "There will be many great poets at home and abroad for this award, and you only need to get the top ten to ensure the repercussions caused by "The Monarch" in the literary world." ”

Jiang Ming pondered.

What he thought about before was to shoot an advertisement directly and throw it on the video network when the book was published, and there must be a lot of viewers who would run to buy it.

But after all, these people are just ordinary people in China.

If he wants to make a name for himself in the Chinese literary world, then it is necessary to be recognized by the literati in the literary world.

Song Wenbo's proposal is a good idea.

After Jiang Ming figured it out, he snapped his fingers: "Good idea, I went directly to win the first place, there shouldn't be much of a problem." ”

When Song Wenbo heard this, he smiled directly: "Good ambition, good ambition, first place." ”

In the Chinese Youth Poetry Contest, how many poets from all over the country participated?

He went to participate in this competition that year, and barely won a twenty-five place. But he was so young and vigorous that he was hit badly, and he no longer dared to be arrogant, knowing what it meant to "there are people outside the world".

Song Wenbo didn't want to hit Jiang Ming, and said with a smile: "I knew you would participate, so I helped you register in advance, and you just need to go to Zhongdu on time to participate in it after a while." ”

Jiang Ming said with some gratitude: "Editor-in-chief Song, I'm sorry for you." ”

This Song Wenbo is really good to him.

Song Wenbo laughed: "No trouble, no trouble, maybe I will witness the birth of a future recognized talent in China." ”

Song Wenbo stretched his waist as he spoke, and suddenly his face wrinkled together, and his mouth kept spitting out painful screams.

Jiang Ming was surprised: "Editor-in-Chief Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Wenbo rubbed his shoulder with his hand and said with a wry smile: "It's an old problem, sitting in the office and reading the manuscript has cervical spondylosis, and it doesn't get better when I often go to physiotherapy." ”

Jiang Ming gradually showed a smile on his face: "Editor-in-chief Song, I can cure you with this method." There is a hot spring on Qingyang Mountain, so you can soak in it. ”

Song Wenbo was taken aback: "Qingyang Mountain?"

Although he is a writer, he has also heard of Qingyang Mountain.

I heard that there are some martial arts people living in this place, where is it so easy to go up?

Jiang Ming said again: "Editor-in-Chief Song came here specially for my business, let me treat you to a meal today." ”

Song Wenbo nodded when he heard this: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Song Wenbo didn't take the hot springs Jiang Ming said seriously. He has not been well for more than ten or twenty years, and he can get better by soaking in hot springs?

Outside the classroom

Wang Shangwei and the others stopped Li Tianchen and Yang Rui.

Wang Shangwei said directly to the two: "You two hurry up and apologize to Teacher Jiang, he is still very easy to talk, you apologize, he shouldn't care about what happened in the classroom just now." ”

Li Tianchen and Yang Rui glanced at each other.

"Sick!"

Mao Yifan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "You two hurry up and apologize." Teacher Jiang is not just a teacher. ”

Yang Rui sneered: "It's not just a teacher, I'm not just a student!"

Yang Rui is the son of the largest real estate developer in Southwest Province, and he has been a noble young master born with a golden soup spoon since he was a child.

He is a teacher and dares to let him apologize? Who gave him face?

Wang Shangwei and the others were a little anxious, these two people had been classmates with them for more than half a year, and the two of them were also righteous, so they regarded these two as friends. You can't let them die.

Wang Shangwei said anxiously: "We went to Agarwood Pavilion in Asakawa City yesterday to listen to Leng Xuechun's play, we ......"

Before Wang Shangwei's words were finished, Li Tianchen interrupted and asked with a wicked smile: "Is Leng Xuechun particularly beautiful?

Depend on!

Who the told you how Leng Xuechun looks?

Yang Rui frowned and said, "Wang Shangwei, if it's a brother, don't talk about that teacher." I don't have time to listen to you talk about that teacher. By the way, I still have to go out beforehand, so I won't make up the class. ”

After Yang Rui finished speaking, he left.

Wang Shangwei and the others were dumbfounded. Why don't you wait for him to finish speaking?

Ma Jiahui whispered: "Why do I think Yang Rui is in a bad mood?"

Li Tianchen pouted and said: "Yang Rui, his father's brain is in the paste, and he actually asked Yang Rui to bring gifts to the Qingyang faction in the name of the institution's students, and ask for a place to repair the pension villa for himself in Qingyang Mountain." Isn't this waiting to be beaten back?"

The ten students were stunned for a moment, and then said in unison: "Let Yang Rui go and ask Teacher Jiang Mingjiang!"

Li Tianchen: "......"

They are all sick, and they are all evil.

Not to mention, Yang Rui carried a large bag of gifts, and walked up the mountain with a curse in his mouth.

Old man, if I am beaten back by the masters of the Qingyang faction, I will see what you do.

Yang Rui felt that his life was miserable while walking, and he actually had such a strange father.

Yang Rui is a big fat man who loves food but doesn't like sports, and by the time he and his bodyguards arrived at the top of the mountain with gifts, they were already exhausted and out of breath.

Yang Rui took a deep breath of air and said, "The air on this mountain is good." ”

The bodyguard shook his head lightly and said, "Young Master, it should be more than just the air on the mountain. You've climbed a lot of mountains, do you think the air on the mountains is as good as that on these mountains?"

Yang Rui pondered for a while, and this bodyguard was definitely right.

The air here is so good that he feels like he is in a fairyland on earth.

The bodyguard looked around, with deep envy in his eyes, and said, "I guess that this may have something to do with the holy place of cultivation that people in martial arts often say. "Otherwise, the Qingyang faction would not have occupied the entire mountain, and would not have allowed anyone to come here to build houses and villas.

You must know that in recent years, housing prices have soared throughout China.

Yang Rui looked at the sea of clouds around him, and he was really envious.

He suddenly understood why his father wanted to build a villa here for retirement, this is a good place.

Yang Rui tidied up his clothes and walked to the door of the Qingyang faction with his things.

The bodyguards were staggered, what a magnificent sect.

The boy from the Qingyang faction stopped the two of them: "Where are you from?

Yang Rui hurriedly put on a smile and said, "I am a student of the Lin Educational Institution under the mountain, and the principal asked me to come over." ”

When Xiao Tong heard this, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Since you are from the Lin family, then please come in." ”

The Lin family, everyone in the martial arts knows it.

Lin Tai'an's home.

Even their Qingyang faction can't be provoked casually, so Fu Zhou promised Lin Yilan to choose a site to build an educational institution at the foot of their mountain.

The two were received by Zhou Yi, the eldest disciple of the Qingyang faction.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I heard that it was a student sent by Principal Lin, don't you know what happened to Principal Lin?"

Yang Rui looked at the sword next to Zhou Yi, and he was surprised in his heart.

He hurriedly said: "This eldest brother, I am Yang Rui, the eldest young master of Yang's Real Estate Company, and I am also a student of Lin's educational institution, my father wants to build a villa for the elderly at the foot of the mountain, the price is easy to say, you see......"

When Zhou Yi heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Depend on!

It turned out that he was not from the Lin family, and he dared to sneak in under the banner?

Zhou Yi suddenly felt that it was a waste for these two people to breathe the air of their Qingyang Sect!

Zhou Yi stared at the junior brother on the side.

In less than two minutes, Yang Rui and his bodyguards were thrown out with gifts. "Seeing that you are a student of the institution, I won't beat you, and if you dare to go up the mountain to breathe the air of our Qingyang Sect in the future, I will kill you!" the disciple turned around and went back after speaking.

Yang Rui lay on the ground and snorted: "Damn, Lao Tzu is still a young man!"

The bodyguard's face changed slightly, and he said, "Young master, don't say this here." Let's hurry up. "If the people of the Qingyang Sect heard it, they might not have a chance to go down the mountain.

Yang Rui snorted several mouthfuls of saliva, he got up and touched his aching buttocks and said, "I have gone up the mountain, and I have done what my father said." ”

Yang Rui was helped by the bodyguards and limped down the mountain.

Not long after walking, I saw two figures......

Yang Rui looked at it and was happy.

Isn't this Teacher Najiang and Song Wenbo, the editor-in-chief of "Zhiya"?

Jiang Ming smiled a little in surprise and asked, "Yang Rui, why are you on the mountain?"

Yang Rui touched his still painful buttocks and said, "I should ask this sentence, right? Why are you on the mountain?"

The kind-hearted bodyguard said: "The two of you should hurry down the mountain, the Qingyang faction does not allow anyone to trespass on their territory, you are careful of being beaten." ”