Chapter 788: Wonderful, Submission

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A few days later, He Tiantian finally finished reading it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Tiantian wanted to revise it, but found that she didn't know how to modify it, so she only changed a few typos and punctuation marks in the end.

It may be that He Tiantian has been praising this book for the past few days, and Huo Zhekun is also very curious.

"Tiantian, it's really as good as you said, why don't you show me. Huo Zhekun said, "I can also give you student staff officers." ”

"Okay!" He Tiantian smiled, "However, this is a manuscript, when you read it, be careful not to break it." ”

Huo Zhekun nodded and said, "Okay!"

After Huo Zhekun took it, he liked it very much and kept seeing it late at night.

If Jiang Lifang hadn't been angry, Huo Zhekun would probably stay up late to read it, which shows the attractiveness of his novels.

The next morning, Jiang Lifang asked: "Tiantian, that book is so good, your father-in-law saw it in the middle of the night yesterday, if I hadn't been angry, I guess I could have read it." When I am older, I don't sleep, and the dark circles under my eyes are particularly obvious. ”

Huo Zhekun, who was eating breakfast opposite, was a little embarrassed on his face, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen this for a long time! You see that I usually read documents and have a rare pastime, so you can say a few words about me, and you won't stay up late in the future." ”

"That's pretty much it. Jiang Lifang can stop in moderation, in front of her daughter-in-law, she can't keep taunting her husband.

"Dad, do you think this book is good too?" He Tiantian asked, wanting to hear Huo Zhekun's suggestion.

Huo Zhekun nodded and said, "Well, it's good, it's very good." The interlocking links and distinct characters are better than the novels I've read before. By the way, who wrote this?"

"It's a student in my class. He Tiantian said proudly, "There are writing activities in our class, and many people are using their spare time to write, and several people have already written things that have been published in newspapers and magazines. ”

"Not bad. Huo Zhekun said, "Now the cultural aspect has also been liberalized, although it is not like the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred flowers bloom, but there are also many excellent works appearing, enriching the cultural market." ”

"Yes, that's what I thought too. He Tiantian said, "There are so many outstanding people, they can't all be officials, and some people must also engage in cultural careers." By the way, Dad, you said that I sent this book to Xiangjiang and was ready to submit it, is that okay?"

Huo Zhekun thought for a moment and said, "Hey, there are no newspapers and magazines in China that publish this kind of novel, and it's not bad to go to Xiangjiang to submit it, so let's try it?"

"That's what I thought, too. He Tiantian said with a smile, He Tiantian was the head teacher for the first time, and hoped that the students in his class could give full play to their strengths and have a broader space for development in the future.

After receiving affirmation from his father-in-law, He Tiantian began to get to work.

These manuscripts were all written out by Tang Ping'an one by one, and He Tiantian was reluctant to mail them out and go to the library to copy them.

He Tiantian roughly calculated, this martial arts novel with 100,000 words was only written in one-third of the content, and the handwriting was neat and ready to be submitted.

He Tiantian went to the library, spent five yuan, copied the manuscript, and then bound it neatly.

He Tiantian called Tang Ping'an to the office and said, "Tang Ping'an, this is your manuscript, you take it back first." I've already read it, it's very well written, and you have to continue the creation later. ”

When Tang Ping'an heard He Tiantian ask him to take back the manuscript, his heart felt like falling into an ice cellar, thinking that he couldn't write well and couldn't submit it.

So, dejected, he stood aside.

He Tiantian asked again: "By the way, what pen name are you going to use?"

"Pen name?" Tang Ping'an was stunned, he couldn't contribute, why do you want a pen name?

"Yes, I'm going to submit to you through some channels, but it's usually a pen name, and you also want a pen name that pulls the wind. He Tiantian smiled, "Don't worry, you still have three days to think about it." ”

"Huh?" Happiness came so fast that Tang Ping'an couldn't get used to it, "Teacher, didn't you return the manuscript to me?"

He Tiantian smiled and said, "This is your manuscript, how can such a precious thing be used to submit it? Besides, you should also keep a copy in your hand in case you need it." Also, if you become a great writer in the future, these are all priceless things, and you can't even fetch a high price. Take the manuscript back and collect it. I've got a copy here, you see. ”

He Tiantian took out the copy that had been ordered, and it was neat.

When Tang Ping'an heard He Tiantian say this, his heart was moved, and tears were about to flow.

In the past, at home, his parents always said that he scribbled something, which might cause trouble to the family, and relatives and friends also said that he was delusional.

Hardly anyone was optimistic about him.

But when he went to college, he met a good teacher.

Care for them in life and guide them in learning.

He Tiantian may not be a knowledgeable teacher, but he is definitely a good teacher who is good at opening up students' thinking and encouraging students.

There are many knowledgeable teachers, but there are only a handful of teachers who are truly open-minded like Mr. He.

"Thank you, Mr. He. Tang Ping'an thanked and bowed to He Tiantian.

"No thanks. He Tiantian smiled, "When I returned the manuscript to you just now, you were very disappointed and sad, as if there was no hope. I'm worried about your state. No one knows if you can publish your submission, and if you fail, the teacher hopes that you will become more and more frustrated, rather than sluggish. You are still young, and if you have such a heavy sense of gain and loss, it will have a good impact on you, and as a teacher who gives you advice, you will also feel guilty. ”

Tang Ping'an wiped his tears and said, "Teacher He, don't worry, I was disappointed just now, but I won't be depressed." ”

Even in order not to make the teacher feel guilty, he can't languish.

Just like the teacher said, the more frustrated you are, the braver.

"Okay, go for it, boy. He Tiantian smiled, "You go back first, and come and talk to me when you think about it." ”

"Well, goodbye, Mr. He. Tang Ping'an bowed respectfully and left.

Waiting for Tang Ping'an to leave, Mr. Wu, who was in the same office, asked with a smile: "Mr. He, do you really want to submit a manuscript to your students? It will cost a lot of money to send it to Xiangjiang, and there is no one over there, and it is estimated that no one will read it." ”

He Tiantian smiled and said, "You are trying, they are my students, and they are very talented." I can help them if I can, so I can do my part. As for spending money, it didn't cost much, I have relatives in Xiangjiang, and when the family sent her something, they sent this manuscript by the way and asked her to help me submit it. ”

When Mr. Wu heard this, he was very envious and said, "I really envy He Tiantian, you have so many overseas connections." ”