"Sure enough, history is always strikingly similar. Lu Pingfan thought to himself. In the original world, this article is what the textbook is about. Now that he is taking out the article in this world, the teacher immediately has the idea of putting it in the textbook. It should be said that it is worthy of Mr. Lu Xun, and gold will shine wherever it goes.

Since the Chinese teacher has such a vision, Lu Pingfan will not refuse, he nodded and said, "Yes." ”

After getting the approval of the author of the article, the Chinese teacher's eyes lit up, as if he had encountered some surprise. But in fact, even if the Education Publishing House adopts Lu Pingfan's article, the Chinese teacher will not get any benefits, and the manuscript fee will only be given to Lu Pingfan alone. In other words, the Chinese teacher does this completely voluntary work, relying on his passion for literature.

This is a teacher who deserves to be respected.

"Okay, you go back to the classroom first, although this is a good thing, don't spend too much energy, your priority now is to meet the college entrance examination, understand?" the Chinese teacher instructed.

Lu Pingfan nodded, then suddenly thought of something, and said, "Teacher Zhao, can you not use my real name for this article?"

"Yes, you can, but if you don't use your real name, people won't know it's you. The Chinese teacher surnamed Zhao said.

"It's better to be anonymous, I'm more afraid of trouble. Lu Pingfan said: "I have also thought of a pen name, let's call it the ordinary road." ”

The Chinese teacher of "Ordinary Road ........." tasted this pen name, combined with Lu Pingfan's name, this pen name is really interesting.

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The day passed quickly, and when the school bell rang at nine o'clock in the evening, Lu Pingfan picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the teaching building with the surging flow of people after school.

The excitement of the end of school was written on the faces of every student. This long-lost scene fell in Lu Pingfan's eyes, which made him feel a lot.

"Brother. Li Xiaotong suddenly appeared behind him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and called out in a playful voice.

Lu Pingfan put away his nostalgia, and under the envious and hateful gaze of countless boys, he left the school with the goddess of the boys in the school.

Back at home, Lu Pingfan changed his clothes and began his daily routine. The content of the exercise is Tai Chi, which he learned from a master before he was reborn and can really use Tai Chi in actual combat.

At first, when he first met the master, he still thought that the master was a deceitful god, until he saw with his own eyes that the master singled out a dozen gangsters and sent them all to the hospital, so he completely obeyed the master and strictly required himself to practice every day.

Now, he is reborn in this world and has no intention of throwing Tai Chi away. This thing can be used for fitness, and secondly, it can defend oneself, in short, it is a good thing.

In the process of Lu Pingfan's Tai Chi, Li Xiaotong kept staring with bright eyes, and his small mouth was slightly opened into the shape of O, and he came back to his senses from time to time, and he didn't forget to throw a gummy candy into his mouth.

Two hours passed, and Lu Pingfan was sweating profusely. Then, after he finished taking a bath, Li Xiaotong hurriedly approached him and asked, "Did you just practice the magic skills you brought back from the other world? Did you cross over and come back? I said that you have changed so much recently, can the young man?"

As she spoke, she didn't forget to pat her brother's shoulder, looking neither big nor small.

Not surprisingly, her move was exchanged for her brother's merciless ravage, pinching and stretching her soft face, and then pinching and flattening............ Li Xiaotong had to beg for mercy repeatedly, and Lu Pingfan let go.

Then, Li Xiaotong rubbed his face and muttered resentfully: "You know that you are bullying me...... Wait until I learn the magic skills to see how I get back on the field, huh!"

"What did you say?" Lu Pingfan suddenly asked with a smile.

"No, I didn't say anything!" Li Xiaotong immediately changed the topic and said, "Brother, you taught me the magic skills, and I want to learn it too." ”

"Do you really think this is a miracle, this is just an ordinary set of Taijiquan, do you want to learn it? If you want to learn, you will get up two hours early every day, sleep two hours late at night, and practice boxing with me, what do you think?" Lu Pingfan asked funny.

When Li Xiaotong heard that it was not a miracle, he immediately lost interest, and said deadly: "Cut, Tai Chi is such a thing, I will find an old man in the park at random, and I can abuse you six times in a minute." ”

Lu Pingfan unexpectedly didn't bother with his sister this time, but simply told his sister to go to bed early and then go back to the room.

He is a relatively self-disciplined person, and if there are no sudden events, he has a relatively strict schedule. It's eleven o'clock every day after two hours of boxing, and he has to go to bed on time at twelve o'clock, and in the hour between eleven and twelve o'clock, he has another thing to do, so he has to hurry.

Financial independence is his primary goal in the near future, and he can't always rely on his sister to make money to live, even if his sister doesn't care, he can't accept this kind of life. Therefore, taking advantage of the three days of recording songs for Li Xiaotong, he found a good errand - writing online articles.

The development of online literature in this world is more backward than that of other entertainment developments, and most of the protagonists are still in the stage of Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian.

So Lu Pingfan found one of the more popular novel websites in the world, Muheng Chinese Network, and submitted it like an editor on the website. The editor was also very happy, Lu Pingfan submitted the manuscript on the same day, and he gave it on the same day. The reason is that he is looking forward to the next update of the novel, and asks Lu Pingfan to write at least 5,000 words a day.

In this way, Lu Pingfan now has an additional identity, that is, an online writer.

He went back to his room and turned on the computer, his hands darting across the keyboard. Others write novels while thinking about it, but Lu Pingfan doesn't need to think, he just needs to present the content stored in his mind in the computer. So he was very fast, and the editor initially asked him to be at least 5,000 words a day, and he himself quietly updated 10,000 words a day.

Today is the fourth day, and by the time he finishes updating, the word count will exceed 40,000. Such a small number is a drop in the bucket for an online article that often has millions of words, and no one will pay attention to it at all. In addition, the contract has not yet been sent to the editor, and the novel has not been changed to a contract status, resulting in a situation where the number of novel collectors is less than ten.

However, Lu Pingfan is not worried about such a situation at all, whether it is his initial dream of being popular before his rebirth, or Mr. Lu Xun's articles in textbooks, they have been verified in this world. Although this is a parallel world, there is not much difference between the aesthetics of the people of the two worlds.

So, he really isn't worried, after all, the name of the novel is "Breaking the Sky".

The name is terrifying.