In a daze, Shen Zhe felt that someone was following him behind him.

woke up in shock, nervously opened his eyes and looked around, and then sweated in his heart: I dreamed of becoming a thief, what a ghost dream!

It turned out that the mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were red, and her face was slightly haggard.

"Mom, what are you doing, a good dream is gone for me. ”

Yang Xin saw that his son was awake, and it was rare that he didn't teach him a lesson, so he said softly: "Get up when you wake up, eat something and then go back to sleep." ”

"What time is it?"

"It should be nine o'clock at once, get up. ”

Shen Zhe hurriedly got up and asked, "Have you eaten with my dad so late?"

"No," Yang Xin stretched out his hand to smooth the sheets and said, "The meal has already passed, you haven't woken up, can your father and I eat." ”

Shen Zhe put on his slippers: "I'll take a shower first, ten minutes ......"

When he returned to the living room, Shen Mingcheng, who was holding the newspaper, looked at his son with a concerned expression, and his mother had already brought the food out of the kitchen.

Shen Zhe sat on the bench, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

The old mother waved her hand to stop it, looked at her son and asked, "Xiaozhe, why didn't I find it on the Internet when you sang that song today?"

Shen Zhe said casually: "What are you looking for it?"

"What are you talking about," Yang Xin pursed her lips and said, "Sing me the song, if you want to listen to it again, go to your computer to find it, there is no one." ”

Shen Zhe said: "Mom, it's strange that you can find it, there is no such song at all." ”

"You sang it?"

Shen Zhe nodded, and Yang Xin looked disappointed.

After eating, Shen Zhe went to the bedroom again, ready to go back to sleep, and felt a little sour on his body.

When he turned around, he found his mother following behind him, and said strangely: "Mom, the dishes haven't been washed yet, rest early, what are you doing with me?"

Yang Xin glanced at him: "Son, you record the song for me." ”

"Mom, your request is a little more difficult, my son doesn't know anything about music, how can I record it?"

Yang Xin looked firm: "That mother doesn't care, you have to do it anyway!"

"Mom, we have to be reasonable, what can't be done, how can you ask your son to help you?"

"Ridiculous, have you ever seen whose child and mother can be reasonable?"

“……”

Shen Zhe really didn't want to sing it again, and he suffered internal injuries only once. Besides, there is no recording equipment at home, and with his voice, even if it is recorded, it will definitely be ugly to death, and he can't open that mouth anymore, so it's better not to do it.

In the end, he was bombarded by his mother for half an hour, and Shen Zhe had no choice but to agree to find a way, and then plunged into bed.

There are two more courses to be taken the next day, and they are all very simple.

It's just that the male teacher who invigilated the exam, what does it mean to be standing by his side all the time?

Shen Zhe slandered in his heart, are you afraid that I will copy other people's test papers, there is really no need for that, and my mind is full of standard answers.

When he returned home, he was relieved from a heavy sleep, but his mother was very abnormal.

Anyone who is always talking about something in his ear can't stand it, so Shen Zhe has no choice but to pack the ticket: "Mom, don't rush it, I'll definitely help you record it!"

Yang Xincai was unwilling to clean the room.

After the exam, it will take a few days to judge the papers, and when the statistics are announced, the official start of school will be July 20.

These days are still during the holidays, and when I entered the study, Shen Zhe just turned on the computer and had several messages.

"Xiao Shen?"

"Are you there?"

"Shen Zhe ......"

The person who sent the message was Su Wei, a female editor.

"I'm here. ”

After half a minute, Su Wei replied: "Xiao Shen, I haven't been online, I haven't been able to find you." ”

Shen Zhe said: "I have been busy with exams for the past two days. ”

"I forgot that you are still a junior in high school," the other party sighed, and sent a few more lines: "The new issue of the magazine has come out, it happens to be issued today, send you a sample issue, confirm that you are not at home." ”

"I'm at home," Shen Zhe replied, "Do you send it to every author?"

"Almost, it's usually mailed, no, your family also lives in Zhonghai City, and I, the editor, are temporarily revolving around you. ”

Su Wei said again: "Xiao Shen, you should buy a mobile phone, the author is more difficult to find than the editor, it's not a thing." ”

Huaxia is now far from smart mobile phones, and Shen Zhe is not very interested.

There is a phone at home, because it is submitted without telling my mother, and it is not filled in on the signed contract. It's really inconvenient to keep using a talk sign to contact, and it's not like a word to ask the editor to wait for the author to reply to the message.

……

Outside the gate of Ziwei Community, Shen Zhe watched the female editor walk out of the taxi with a three- or four-year-old girl in her hand.

"Sister Su, whose child is this, old and beautiful. ”

Before Su Wei could speak, the little girl replied by herself, "My name is Su Xiaowei." ”

A very beautiful girl, with big eyes looking at Shen Zhe suspiciously, as if she wondered about the relationship between this person and her mother.

Shen Zhe was surprised: "Sister Su, your child?"

Su Wei shrugged: "I didn't expect it, I'm older than I look." ”

Shen Zhe shook his head, I really didn't expect that when I first met Su Wei, I thought she was a college student who had just graduated.

"Are you an uncle?" asked the little girl Su Xiaowei with a little face. Maybe it was because he heard Shen Zhe calling Sister Su just now, and he thought it was his uncle, but his logical ability was very strong.

Shen Zhe bent down and said with a smile: "Call uncle in the future!"

"Uncle?" the little girl was not afraid of life, but she was also a little confused about all kinds of names, and calculated with a little face.

At this time, the phone in Su Wei's bag rang.

"Huang Bian, call at this time, is there anything wrong?"

After saying a few words on the other side, Su Wei replied that she was meeting a friend, and it was inconvenient to meet, and she didn't say that it was Shen Zhe who she was meeting.

hung up the phone, saw Shen Zhe smiling on the side, and gave him a roll of his eyes.

Su Wei said: "I don't know how you grew up, a high school student knows so many things...... I've been divorced for two years, Xiaowei has always been my mother to help bring her to Zhonghai, and recently she went back to her hometown, so I had to take Xiaowei to work. ”

Regarding the female editor being promoted to a single mother at such a young age, Shen Zhe did not express any opinion.

"Your name is Huang Biao, I can't guess it?"

When Su Wei talked about this, her feelings were not high: "In the workplace, such things are always indispensable, and you can't avoid them." ”

Shen Zhe was surprised: "Sister Su, you don't want to be single all the time, do you?"

"What's wrong with that?" Su Wei raised an eyebrow.

"Well, when I didn't say it. ”

Su Wei took out a 16-page beautifully designed magazine and handed it over, and said, "I almost forgot, this is a new magazine, your "If You Give Me Three Days of Light", which will be serialized in the long section later from this issue. Let's take a look first, sales records and reader feedback will be known next week. ”

Shen Zhe took it and opened it, and the front was full of youthful sentimental texts, with fashion illustrations.

Only the last dozen pages are his own long serialization, and from his point of view, the content is still relatively scarce.

"Don't frown, this is already the top youth magazine in the country, and it is difficult to find good authors, and it is even more difficult to write long ones. ”

Shen Zhe shook his head, China's cultural industry is indeed too far behind, think about the various publications and online works in the original time and space, millions of words are considered short and medium-sized stories, and readers are dazzled.

Su Wei said: "So when the editor-in-chief saw your long article, he directly offered a manuscript fee of 200 per thousand words." ”

"It's good for a rookie writer to sign a contract of 80 words per 1,000 words...... Others are like you, this contract has been signed for several days, and the bank card information has not been submitted yet, you don't want the magazine to deliver bundles of Huaxia coins to your doorstep, right?"

"So, if there is a new work coming out, don't submit it to other magazines, just come to me!"

Shen Zhe smiled: "Sister Su, you've been talking for a long time, and the last sentence is the point, right?"

Su Wei also smiled: "Of course, my work performance is still evaluated by your works, and sometimes it depends on the author's face......"

The little girl Su Xiaowei kept paying attention to the conversation between the two, and her dark eyes rolled around.

Su Wei said again: "It's not easy for me to pull Xiaowei alone, can I write a few more novels?"

Shen Zhe smiled bitterly: "Sister Su, you are not urging the draft, it seems that you are forcing the draft?" He can't say, don't worry, there are many manuscripts, as long as I am willing to write.

"Okay, one last question, does the editor who just called have a wife?"

Su Wei, who was pulling her daughter out three meters away, almost stumbled, turned around and gritted her teeth and said: "If he has a family and a room, he would dare to ask me for dinner, believe it or not, my aunt and grandmother cut him!"