Shrugged, under the cannibalistic gaze of a group of boys in the class, followed this beautiful homeroom teacher to her office. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now there are only a few teachers in the office, all of whom are preparing for class, and they are quite serious. When they saw An Ruxue coming in, they all greeted her one after another, it seems that in this school, An Ruxue's reputation is still very big.

She sat on her office chair, took a sip of jasmine tea, and asked Xu Feng: "Xu Feng, the teacher wants to apologize to you this time, I hope you don't blame the teacher." ”

"What? Apologize? What do you apologize for? "Xu Feng is a little inexplicable, this beautiful teacher didn't deceive him about his wealth, why apologize?

Xu Feng asked three questions in a row, which made An Ruxue a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it for a while, she said: "Xu Feng, it's the quota for this National Youth Creation Competition, I'm afraid it's gone, and you don't have to do anything to prepare." ”

What is the National Youth Creation Competition? Xu Feng searched for his memories and finally remembered what it was.

The National Youth Creation Contest is a competition to encourage young people to work hard to create, and it is officially organized by the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, there are still many prizes for the first third prize of the competition, and one first prize can get a bonus of one million; the second and third places can get a bonus of 500,000 yuan; Five third prizes can get a prize of 100,000 yuan.

As for the fourth prize, the fifth prize and the like, there are also awards, but those are all small money, and the big money is above the top three.

And the original Xu Feng studied all night in order to get this place, but he died suddenly and died.

If you don't have the quota in exchange for your life, even the current Xu Feng's face is not very good-looking.

Of course, he is more concerned about the bonuses, the first and third prizes are all 100,000 and hundreds of thousands, and the first prize is 1 million prizes! Even the fourth and fifth prizes are tens of thousands.

Taking people's money is like killing their parents, do you want to let so many soft girl coins pass away with you? Joke!

Not to mention that Xu Feng is a greedy person, all his family's deposits add up to less than one million, and the attraction of those bonuses to him is absolutely fatal.

What can you do with money? You can buy a house, buy a car, and marry a wife. Giving birth to children, raising children...... Far from it, in short, money is important.

Isn't that the saying goes? Money is not everything, and no money is everything.

One is 10,000 and the other is 10,000,000, which one will you choose?

"Teacher, didn't you say that you have to rely on your own strength to get this place? What do you mean by that? Xu Feng said unceremoniously.

If you're pretty, you can bully children, right? Hum! I didn't stare at your chest! It is impossible for a gentleman like us to be attracted by mundane things.

"This ......" Facing the somewhat aggressive Xu Feng, An Ruxue didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alright! The teacher tells you. The two places in our school have been decided, one is Lin Xinxin and the other is Guo Zitao. ”

After An Ruxue finished speaking, she said to Xu Feng seriously: "Classmate Xu Feng, I know that you want to participate in the competition, and the teacher also wants to help you, but this society is very complicated, and the teacher is powerless.

If you really want to participate, then the teacher will be out of the way, and his surname Guo is not a one-handed cover in No. 1 Middle School. ”

"Guo Zitao? Is that Guo Zitao, the sophomore in high school? That Guo Zitao, whose father is the prefect? Xu Feng's face was weird.

This plot seems a little familiar, is it your turn to slap your face next?

"You know that, too?" An Ruxue said in surprise.

Xu Feng sneered and said, "Guo Zitao, how can Guo Tiancai's name not know?" That guy published a short story in his freshman year of high school, which sold tens of thousands of copies, and it was a sensation in the whole school at that time. ”

Tens of thousands of copies sold, in the parallel world where the fight against piracy is very strict, is it a lot? Xu Feng can say that tens of thousands of copies have been sold, and this novel is really enough to hit the streets.

Not even a one-star writer.

The writers of this earth are divided into nine levels, one star to nine stars. If you don't have a star rating, you can't be called a writer, at most you're an author, or a writer.

At least 100,000 copies are sold to be called a one-star writer, 1 million copies for a two-star writer, 5 million copies for a three-star writer, 10 million copies for a four-star writer, and 50 million copies for a five-star writer.

A six-star writer needs 100 million copies, a seven-star writer needs 500 million copies, an eight-star writer needs 1 billion copies, and a nine-star writer needs 1.5 billion copies.

The number of one-star to three-star writers is simply a lot, and four-star is a watershed. A writer who achieves four stars or more is considered a successful writer.

And reaching six stars is highly respected, seven stars is a national treasure, and eight stars is a grandmaster. As for the Nine Stars, it is definitely a legend, there are almost 10 billion people in the whole world, and there is only one Nine Star writer.

"It's because he wrote a novel, and then the school thinks he's more suitable to compete." An Ruxue said indignantly with a little girl.

Thinking that Xu Feng, a student, was here, he continued to sit dignified without blushing and heartbeat, completely two personalities from before.

"Teacher, that doesn't seem right, right? Guo Zitao writes novels, some majors are not right! Could it be that he was asked to write a novel of tens of thousands of words at the competition? ”

"Seems to be right. So you're trying to grab this spot, huh? An Ruxue's eyes lit up and asked.

"Hmm...... You could say that. Xu Feng said.

An Ruxue looked at Xu Feng, who had a confident face, and found that he seemed to be a little different from usual, and seemed to have something more.

Sunlight? Cheerful? It doesn't seem to be that arrogant anymore. But it looks a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"Uh, that...... Teacher, I'll be shy if you look at me like that. Xu Feng was stared at by her and got goosebumps, this girl doesn't want the old cow to eat tender grass, right?

No! Our second brother has just developed, and he can't stand the toss of this mature big sister!

Do I want to be the first spirit in the world? A traverser who has died in the dead? It's just that why do you feel a little happy?

An Ruxue didn't know what Xu Feng was thinking, if he knew, he Xu Feng wouldn't want to get out alive.

"What's wrong? What did you do as a student? Just when the atmosphere was a little delicate, an untimely voice rang out.

Xu Feng turned his head and saw that there were four people standing behind him, all of whom were men. Two are middle-aged men with big bellies, one is an old man with white hair and an auspicious face, and the last one is a young man with an arrogant face and almost nostrils.

An Ruxue hurriedly stood up and said, "Hello principal! How did you have time? ”

Of course, she was kind to the old man, and as for the other three people, An Ruxue didn't bother to pay attention, and none of them made her feel good.

"Hahaha! Xiaoxue, how is it about working here? It's kind of a habit, right? The old man of your family often nagged in my ear, asking you how you were doing here, and how you were staying. His nagging ears were almost calloused. ”

The old man is the principal of the city's No. 1 Middle School, and he is also a six-star author, a well-known musician, and the vice president of the Magic City Writers Association. Engaged in the education industry for decades, it can be said that the world is full of peach and plum.

Even the mayor of the magic capital is the old principal's protégé, and judging from the tone of the old principal's conversation with An Ruxue, An Ruxue's elders are the same as the old principal, and the friendship is probably not shallow.