Li Xiong took the questionnaire and said: "One-third of the people bought our newspaper because of Jiang Ming's articles, and two-thirds of the readers felt ordinary about Zhang Teng's articles. In addition, 60% of the 700 readers surveyed hope to see more articles published by Jiang Ming in the future. ”

The editor-in-chief was stunned.

The editor-in-chief immediately took the stack of questionnaires and began to look through them.

There are ten choices in the front, and a message at the end.

""Flying Sword" started well, what is written in the back?"

"The article "She" was so well written, I cried when I read it, and I hope there will be more high-quality articles like this. ”

"She" truly shows the love of mothers! I hope there are more of these articles. ”

The editor-in-chief's heart is full of,, it's all this kind of evaluation?

Many people chose not to understand "Flying Sword", and one reader directly criticized it, saying that Zhang Teng was sick and wrote martial arts as Xianxia! I thought that the flying sword was just a name, but it turned out that the knights in it really knew how to fly with a sword, which was so amazing!

Zhang Teng stood aside and looked at the comments on those questionnaires, trembling with anger. They're all talking nonsense.

"Knock knock—"

"Is this the editorial office of the literary section of Jianghai Daily?" a young male voice asked.

Everyone looked over, and Li Xiong immediately said, "This is classmate Jiang Ming." ”

Zhang Teng's eyes were red, and he immediately turned his head, but saw an ordinary-looking male student.

Zhang Teng said unhappily: "Don't tell me what 'She' was written by this student? Is it because of him that the sales of your newspaper have increased?"

Li Xiong said with a smile: "According to the data, this is indeed the case. "Even when Li Xiong got the results of the investigation, he was extremely surprised!

The editor-in-chief reacted immediately, and immediately welcomed Jiang Ming into the editorial office with a bright smile, and shouted to the staff to pour tea for Jiang Ming.

Xu Fei was embarrassed, and he said: "Editor-in-chief, this little classmate just wrote an article of more than 500 words!"

When Zhang Teng heard this, he immediately reacted and said, "Yes, being able to write short stories does not mean that you can write long stories! My "Flying Sword" is expected to have 400,000 words!"

Zhang Teng looked at Jiang Ming, with a look of attitude towards teaching juniors, and said, "Little classmate, you should still be in school today, right? Why did you come here? Let's go back to school quickly." Save writing until you graduate. ”

There were three math classes this morning, and Wu Bo didn't care about him at all now, and he couldn't control him. Jiang Ming slipped out with a leave slip.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Who said I wouldn't write a long story?"

At this time, not everyone can write a long book, let alone Jiang Ming, a student?

Zhang Teng laughed out loud when he heard this, "The little classmate still doesn't talk big." Zhang Teng didn't take Jiang Ming in his eyes at all, he turned his head to look at the editor-in-chief, and said, "I ask for a price increase, otherwise I will publish the follow-up content to "Jianghai Evening News". ”

Zhang Teng had already seen that the readers of the newspaper already had opinions about his "Flying Sword", so he had to hurry up and get some money and run away.

"Jianghai Daily" has to consider the feelings of the remaining readers, and I am afraid that it will compromise.

The editor-in-chief was so angry that his face turned blue. You've all written down, and you still dare to raise the price?

"It's impossible to raise prices. ”

Zhang Teng snorted, "Then I won't publish it in your newspaper in the future." ”

Jiang Ming touched his chin and asked with a smile: "I don't know how much Jianghai Daily gives Zhang Teng as a writer?"

Li Xiong was stunned for a moment and said, "200 yuan for a thousand words." ”

Jiang Ming nodded, he remembered that the prices of magazines and newspapers were very high, at least 100 words per thousand, and the price of newspapers would be higher.

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Give me this price, and I'll write it for you." ”

Everyone gasped and looked at Jiang Ming in shock.

Zhang Teng didn't laugh angrily, "Little classmate, you are too rampant." Do you know how to write a long essay? Can you write a long outline?"

Zhang Teng turned around and walked outside: "We don't have to cooperate in the future." ”

After Zhang Teng left, he immediately contacted the "Jianghai Evening News", and he promised to buy the follow-up content at the price of 220 thousand words.

The editor-in-chief looked at the fire in his heart, and he shouted: "Hurry up and contact the rest of the martial arts writers, and invite them over at a high price! Tomorrow our daily newspaper can't be broken!"

The editor-in-chief shouted, and the entire editorial department was busy, and no one could take care of Jiang Ming.

Zhang Teng has a good saying, those who can write short stories may not be able to write long ones. What's more, Jiang Ming is still a student.

Jiang Ming stood aside like an outsider, he patted Li Xiong and asked Li Xiong to borrow a computer.

"Writer Chen Wang, do you have time to publish a new draft in our Daily?"

"Writer Li, you don't have a manuscript either?"

"What about the editor-in-chief? The martial arts writers I know are all available, or I won't have time to publish them tomorrow. ”

The editor-in-chief is in a hurry, that Zhang Teng is a harmful spirit!

The editor-in-chief was furious, he suddenly saw Jiang Ming, and he said in an unhappy tone: "Little classmate, why are you still in our editorial office? ”

Jiang Ming touched his nose, "Oh." ”

He patted Li Xiong on the shoulder, gave him the computer back, and then turned and went downstairs.

The people in the editorial department are desperate, and they can't contact the martial arts authors who are available.

Li Xiong suddenly saw that the computer that Jiang Ming had returned was in the ORD interface.

"National Art"?

Li Xiong was a little surprised when he saw this topic, he looked into it and was immediately surprised.

It turned out to be written about modern national arts?

"I saw that the man clenched his fists ten, his muscles tensed, and he smashed Li Yi's cheeks fiercely......

Li Xiong's heart was raised in his throat, and he hurriedly turned it down, and the result was ...... Gone!

That's it.

There is the word "Jiang Ming" below.

This is written by Jiang Ming?

Just now?

Li Xiong trembled with excitement, and he shouted: "Editor-in-chief, come and see, tomorrow's homepage article has been settled!"

The editor-in-chief leaned over and looked at it, and his heart was in a groove? Can martial arts still be written like this? Write martial arts in modern Beijing?

It's so novel......

"That's it, I'll be on this tomorrow. ”

Li Xiong scratched his hair: "But...... Jiang Ming's message seems to be only updated once a week. ”

Editor-in-Chief: "......"

The next day, "Guoshu" was released......

……

In the evening, downstairs of Jianghai City TV Station.

A woman in a white dress wearing sunglasses was hugged and walked out of the TV station.

Sister Xin wiped Jiang Hanyan's sweat and said, "Mr. Fan arranged a dinner banquet for you." ”

Jiang Hanyan's beautiful eyes widened in vain, and said, "I'm not going." ”

Sister Xin said anxiously: "It is said that it is a very important banquet, and it is indicated that you want to go." You'll see the trick then. ”

Jiang Hanyan's eyebrows flashed with a hint of displeasure, and said, "Okay." ”

She is not like Ye Qingqing, who climbed into the beds of various rich people and directors, otherwise how could she be mixed into the position of the first sister of the Starlight Group?

Jiang Hanyan got into the nanny car and started to touch up her makeup in the car.

After Jiang Hanyan's nanny car left, Jiang Ming came downstairs to the TV station.

Jiang Ming pulled a male fan and asked, "Is Jiang Hanyan still on the TV station?"

The male fan said: "You're late, she's already left in the car." ”

Late?

Jiang Ming's brows furrowed.

Suddenly, Liu Yu made a phone call and said, "Mr. Jiang, good news." Uncle Sun Dalang received an invitation from a friend to attend a dinner banquet tonight, as if Jiang Hanyan was also going. I don't know if you've seen Jiang Hanyan?"

It was really a dozing off and someone handed me a pillow.

Jiang Ming shook his head and said, "What banquet?"

Liu Yu said: "I don't know, I heard that what master came, and the people in Uncle Sun's circle gathered together." ”

"Where's the address? I'll go. ”

Liu Yu reported the address.

Jiang Ming took the bus to the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, several men sat around.

"Master Chen, I heard that there are any treasures for us to show today?"

"Master Chen, why did a master like you come to our Jianghai City?"

"Master Chen, this is Jiang Hanyan, a well-known pure jade girl!" said a rich man with his eyes shining, and said to a middle-aged man.

Jiang Hanyan's face turned pale, and she tried to greet them with a smile before sitting down.

The fat-headed and big-eared rich man immediately reached out and grabbed Jiang Hanyan's jade hand, and said with an evil smile: "Miss Jiang is late, she must be punished for drinking first." Yes, give us a toast to Master Chen first!"

Jiang Hanyan looked at the man who was called Master Chen who was sitting in the middle, and his face became even more ugly.

"I don't drink. ”

The rich man stuffed the wine glass into Jiang Hanyan's hand and scolded, "Hurry up and toast Master Chen." ”

The rich man laughed evilly, and his hands became a little irregular. Jiang Hanyan dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Suddenly, the door to the box was pushed open.

Jiang Ming walked in with a smile: "I'm late, I'll toast Master Chen." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Ming took the wine glass in Jiang Hanyan's hand.