It was originally a peaceful night run, but on the way home, he happened to meet Duan Xiaolou, the girl he had confessed to physically, and the other party seemed to be running at night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not easy, to be reasonable, how many of today's little girls will pay attention to their own exercise?

The girl once stood in the evening sunset at the time of school and amazed Ren He, and now the girl is wearing a white sportswear hoodie with headphones, which amazed Ren He again, like an epiphany glimpse in the night, and it also exudes fragrance.

There seems to be such a person in everyone's juvenile memory, so amazing that she stands in the crowd and you will feel that she is unique and peerless, if you can become a chivalrous man, probably all teenagers are willing to fight for her. No matter how long it takes for you to see her again, you will say, "Ah, it's her......

Duan Xiaolou seems to be such an existence.

Duan Xiaolou's eyes lit up when he saw Ren He: "I used to know that our two families lived in the same courtyard, but I never met, you ...... Come out for a run?"

Ren He wiped the beads of sweat from his head and smiled: "Well, keep fit, run around casually." ”

"Do you really want to be admitted to a sports college? I think it's only the third year of junior high school, and it's not yet time to choose the direction of life, if you want to practice, you can practice in high school," Duan Xiaolou also heard the recent rumors in the school: Ren He is preparing to go to a sports school because the cultural class is too poor.

Ren He was stunned for a moment, this was the first time someone asked him this question in person, he thought about it and said: "It's nothing, just exercise, okay, it's not too early, hurry home." ”

"Hmm," Duan Xiaolou didn't seem to expect Ren He to take the initiative to end the topic so quickly, but she smiled: "Okay, then see you at school tomorrow!"

She watched Ren He's figure disappearing in the night at the corner of the residential building in front of her, Duan Xiaolou had a strange feeling in her heart, it seemed that Ren He was a little different, but she couldn't tell what was different.

……

Kyoto Press Group, Review Room.

"Hey, look, there's a strange submission," a young editor with black-rimmed eyes greeted a colleague: "I'll read it to you, it's very interesting, like a children's rhyme......!

When he finished reading, his colleagues were interested: "Is this a children's rhyme, it sounds interesting, but why will it be sent to us, and we won't publish this kind of thing." ”

"It's a good write, but it seems to be a little too shallow, it's an ancient poem, it's not counted, at most it's a slip of the tongue. ”

"Come on, transfer it to the subsidiary company of children's publications under the group, and you can't let the good works be buried. ”

A middle-aged editor had been thinking silently after listening to the three-character scripture, and when he heard that everyone had agreed to transfer the three-character scripture to children's publications, he suddenly spoke: "Xiao Li, wait a while, bring it to me." ”

However, after he got it, he walked directly to the editor-in-chief's room behind him, he knocked on the door, and a voice ringing like a bell inside said, "Please come in." ”

Middle-aged editor: "Old Zhou, we have received a more interesting submission, have you seen it?"

The young editors outside looked at each other, didn't they, this kind of manuscript was actually shown to the editor-in-chief, you must know that their editor-in-chief Zhou Wumeng is a titan in the media industry, and only quite amazing works will be given to him.

This work is interesting and interesting, but amazing, but not to talk about.

Zhou Wumeng heard the middle-aged editor say, "Oh, bring it to me." ”

He took the thin paper in the middle-aged editor's hand and read it out: "At the beginning of people, nature is good and ......" Reading Zhou Wumeng, he suddenly brought his reading glasses and continued to read.

The middle-aged editor knew that there was a play when he saw his editor-in-chief wearing glasses, because this was the signature action of the owner editor of their Kyoto Newspaper when he saw a good manuscript! The middle-aged editor said in a low voice: "I think this manuscript is even eligible to enter the primary school textbook! Xiao Li, they are so young that they can't see the true meaning of this manuscript, I think you still have to take a look." ”

Zhou Wumeng had already finished reading it at this time, rubbing his temples and thinking seriously: "There is finally a phenomenal representative work in Mengtong's books, which is of far-reaching significance, and every household will take this thing as the first lesson of early childhood education in the future! Arrange for the third edition of the headline tomorrow, and the manuscript fee will be given according to the A-level poem, and then communicate with the author to see if you can win the copyright!"

The middle-aged editor was stunned for a moment, he had thought that this work might be very influential, but he didn't expect Zhou Lao to directly raise it to such a high status! However, when the visionary old man saw it, he could immediately find that it had written a catchy three-character song about Mengtong's education!

The middle-aged editor hurriedly nodded: "Okay, I'll contact you right away!"

Zhou Wumeng thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll fight it myself." ”

……

Just when Ren He thought that the three-character scripture had sunk into the sea, he suddenly received a call from Zhou Wumeng, who claimed to be the editor-in-chief of Kyoto Newspaper Group.

"Hello, is it Ren He?" asked Zhou Wumeng.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Zhou Wumeng, the editor-in-chief of Kyoto Newspaper Group, that's the case, I received your manuscript, the Three Character Classic, I want to ask, is this your independent creation, is the copyright still in your hands?"

"Yes," Ren He replied with joy, "I created it independently." ”

"I'm sorry, I heard your voice relatively young, would you like to ask your age?"

"15 years old, a junior high school student," Ren He said with a smile, knowing that the other party would definitely have such a question.

"Third year junior high school student ......" Zhou Wumeng was stunned, he never expected that the author of this highly respected work was only a junior high school student, he came back to his senses and continued to ask: "We want to buy all the domestic and overseas distribution copyrights of the Three Character Classic, I don't know if you have any intentions?"

"It's only shared, not packaged and sold," Ren He replied neatly.

Zhou Wumeng understood, although the other party is a junior high school student, but also very well understands that the copyright of the three-character scripture in his hand is definitely not a penniless work, the other party has absolute confidence, no wonder it will be sent to the Kyoto Newspaper Group without a head, the other party has planned to rely on the Kyoto Newspaper Group from the beginning to take the road of copyright!

"That's right, I'll go to Luoyang in person next week to talk to you about copyright cooperation, and tomorrow, your three-character scripture will be published on the third page of the Kyoto Daily, and I'll bring your manuscript fee directly to you at that time, okay?"

"Yes," Ren He agreed, so far the communication between the two sides is still very smooth, Kyoto Newspaper Group, as the leader of domestic paper media, is indeed the best platform for him to make the first pot of gold.

After hanging up Zhou Wumeng's phone, Ren He lay down on the bed, he relived in this life, not to be rich and noble, nor to be famous, he just wanted to go through the regretful road of his previous life again, and did everything he wanted to do but didn't do in his previous life!

For him, literature is just a way to survive, not a dream.

When Ren He fell asleep, he dreamed that he was wearing a white jacket, goggles, skis on his feet, and his body moved slightly, so he rushed down from the top of the snowy mountain, and the whole figure floated in the white world, the snow waves split on both sides of him, and the wind made way for him!

I don't know why, as soon as the scene turned, he suddenly saw a girl standing in the sunset of the snowy mountain, beautiful and incomprehensible.