Yun Suwen is not a mean and stingy person, and Aunt Chen intends to make friends, and now the two are friends. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiaoyun, what your Xiaocan wrote, did you say when you would be able to go to junior high school textbooks, do you know it now?" Aunt Chen asked curiously.

"Is this still not allowed?" Ji Mu said with a smile that she still wanted to wait for the matter to be decided. If you don't get in, it's not good.

"What's so embarrassing about this, this is a great good thing, if my Xiaowei has half the level of Xiaocan, I will be at ease in this life." Aunt Chen sighed loudly: "My Xiaowei has listened to Teacher Li Ru say that Xiaocan's works can go up next time he compiles textbooks, and he is really a promising child."

Aunt Chen said this, and Ji's mother didn't want to say anything, just nodded in response. The market was nearby, and the two of them bought the vegetables they ate that day, and went back downstairs to prepare for their separation.

"That's right," when Ji's mother was about to go upstairs, Aunt Chen patted her head and suddenly said, "I came to you today to talk about this, but I forgot about it." ”

Ji Mu looked at Aunt Chen strangely.

"That day, my Xiaowei saw it when he got out of school and came back to tell me," Aunt Chen smiled very proudly: "Someone privately asked about your family at the community security guard that day."

Ji Mu's face changed: "Xiaowei heard it right." ”

Hearing Ji Can say about her son, Aunt Chen looked at Ji's mother with a little dissatisfaction: "Xiaoyun, don't you know what my son looks like, he has been obedient since he was a child, and he won't hide anything from me." ”

Seeing that Ji's mother didn't seem to blame her child, Aunt Chen said happily: "At first, I thought it was a reporter or something, although you said that Xiaocan's child said that he would take the college entrance examination first, but he couldn't stop those reporters from finding him." ”

Aunt Chen patted Ji's mother on the hand and said, "But my Xiaowei said no, said that those were dressed as soldiers, and asked you?" ”

Ji Mu suddenly heard the news, her legs were weak, and she didn't fall, but her body shook.

Aunt Chen hurriedly held on, a little strange.

Ji's mother reluctantly shirked a few words and hurried back home.

They found ......

When Ji Can came back from Qin Yan, he felt that his mother was a little strange, he followed him wherever he went, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Mom? What happened to you? Ji Can finally couldn't help but ask. It's nothing to go to the kitchen and room, it's all my mother, but how to take a bath.

"Huh?" Ji's mother followed in a trance, and when she saw this, she understood, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm still afraid that my mother will see it." And he withdrew.

When Ji Can came out of the shower, Ji's mother came over and asked, "Xiaocan, is there anyone you don't know looking for you recently?" ”

"What? No? Ji Can returned in surprise.

"Oh, it's good if you don't." Ji's mother seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Study hard." ”

Ji Can became more and more confused, he persuaded Ji's mother several times not to work so hard, and now he can earn money, but his mother never listened. Today it is very strange, my mother has taken a lot of leave of absence, or she has resigned, I don't know. Just follow herself, follow everywhere she goes, she spends most of her time coding words in the house, she just sits in the living room, and she doesn't watch TV, sometimes she reads a book, and she doesn't know if she takes it down.

Ji Can sighed, so Ji Can appeared in the classroom the next day, and all the members of the first class of the third year of high school arrived, but the head teacher was gone.

A few days ago, Ji's mother would follow Ji Can and send him to school, but the things she was worried about didn't appear, so she slowly let go.

Ji Can also took classes seriously, except for studying every day, that is, updating the two chapters of "Xun Qin" on time at night, and did not go anywhere.

There are 4 days and 10 o'clock left before the college entrance examination.

The big scarlet letters on the blackboard record the hard work of many students.

After many years, you won't remember the questions of the college entrance exam, but you won't forget how high you did.

How many ups and downs between students, as well as that hazy emotion, do you remember each of your tablemates, do you remember the black-haired girl in the front row? Who borrowed your pencil and who broke your textbook.

Time erases most of the memory little by little, but I can't forget the scarlet countdown on the blackboard.

Mao Tian, the head teacher on the podium, was impassioned, full of guidance and hard work. He thinks he is serious and responsible, saving a class of students who are about to fall.

Of course, he wouldn't have thought that there were students who would all come back when things were done, there were students who planned to settle accounts afterwards, and Ji Can who was bored at home.

Looking at the children in the classroom who are studying seriously, Mao Tian felt extremely gratified.

duo, the teacher will never confiscate the photos of your male gods in the future. Wang Lei, if you sleep in class in the future, the teacher will never draw a panda on your face with a pen again. Sun Ningsha, in the future, you will chase and ask the teacher if he is not married, whether he is engaged in the foundation, whether he is attacking or accepting, even if he is in the office, the teacher will never run away again.

He had never found these children so cute. Teacher Mao Tian, who was just 28 years old, couldn't help but sigh

Hey, it's nice to be young......

When there were still 2 days left in the countdown, Ji Can went out again, and there would really be something to find him. He received a text message from Lin Feng, asking him to go to the café to talk about the signing of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"The Qiantang River is mighty and mighty, day and night, endlessly bypassing the edge of Niujia Village in Lin'an, and flowing into the sea in the east. There are dozens of black cypress trees in a row on the riverside, and the leaves are as red as fire, and it is the time of August. The weeds in front of the village and behind the village have just begun to turn yellow, and under the reflection of the slanting sun, it has become a little more depressed. Under two large pine trees gathered a group of villagers, men and women and a dozen children, listening intently to a thin old man.

The speaker was in his fifties, and a green cloth robe had faded to blue-gray after a long wash. I only heard him touch the two pear blossom planks a few times, and the bamboo stick in his right hand beat on a small drum continuously. Singing:

The small peach has no owner and blooms spontaneously, and the tobacco is vast with evening crows.

Several ruined wells have always been people's homes.

……”

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, this article is sophisticated, better than "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", it is amazing, and at the beginning, the personal revenge of traditional martial arts is combined with the hatred of the country, which makes people excited.

The beginning of "Shooting the Condor" tells the story of the loyal brothers Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin, who lived in seclusion in Niujia Village on the outskirts of Lin'an during the first year of Ning Zongqing in the Southern Song Dynasty. The two of them first discovered that their neighbor, the lame Qu San (Qu Lingfeng, the apprentice of Huang Yaoshi), had extraordinary martial arts, and actually sneaked into the palace to steal, and then got acquainted with the Quanzhen Taoist priest Changchun Ziqiu. The three of them don't know each other, but they don't want to kill Guo and Yang because of Qiu's hand stabbing a traitor Wang Daoqian, Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tie were killed by the Southern Song Dynasty government in collusion with Wanyan Honglie, the prince of Jin, and the pregnant Mrs. Guo Li Ping and Mrs. Yang Bao Xiweak also disappeared.

Lin Feng gently closed the manuscript, his heart could not be calm for a long time, this will be a more sensational novel than "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", each character in the book has a distinct personality, this is only the first time, but I can feel that a whole river and lake is slowly unveiling.

Ji Can looked at Lin Feng's appearance and didn't urge him, he naturally knew how much of a sensation "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" would cause in this era of lack of literary resources.

Even in the previous life, when it comes to martial arts, what appears in everyone's hearts is "Shooting the Condor", which is the founding work of martial arts.

Lin Feng sorted out his thoughts, took out a document, and handed it to Ji Can.

Ji Can took a look at it and bought out the publishing rights of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for three million. I put the contract down.

"President Lin, are you kidding me at this price?" Ji Can looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng glanced at him embarrassedly, rubbing his hands unconsciously, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "This price is already good, do you have any ideas?" ”

"Ming people don't say dark words, "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" You guys make a lot for the sky, you yourself know it." Ji Can was smiling, his right hand was gently tapping on the table, Lin Feng felt the big beads of sweat on his head slip down, although Ji Can's momentum at this time was terrifying, but Lin Feng still had a ghost in his heart, so it would be like this.

"I'm going to divide it into 40 percent." Ji Can looked at Lin Feng and didn't speak for a long time, so he spoke directly.

With the sound of "Peng", Lin Feng's hand shook, and the water on the table spilled on the table, Ji Can immediately stood up and hurriedly handed over the tissue.

But Lin Feng didn't move, Ji Can gave him a strange look, and put the tissue on the table.

"No problem, 40 percent is 40." Lin Feng said as if he had made up his mind.

Ji Can was taken aback, although he knew how much of a sensation "Shooting the Condor" would cause, but Lin Feng only watched it once, and he had the courage to make such a big concession, which was a little strange.

After a while, Lin Feng brought a new contract, Ji Can read it carefully many times, on the contract, "Xia Weitian" and Yan Yan were completely tied together, both glory and loss.

There should be no problem. Ji Can signed his name below.

Lin Feng exhaled visibly and signed his name.

After Lin Feng got the new contract, the whole person seemed to be relaxed, and now, he smiled even more, and said to Ji Can:

"Xiao Ji, after watching "Shooting the Condor" this time, I am sure, this style of writing doesn't look like something you can write at your age." Lin Feng said with a smile: "Of course, I don't mean anything else. ”

Ji Can frowned, it turned out that Lin Feng had always felt that he was not a whisperer.

Lin Feng's eyes rolled, and he said, "If there is really someone behind you, we can do forty percent of each book, that is, can you give me that person's contact information." ”

Ji Can wanted to clarify, but after thinking about it, he pushed his mobile phone, which would open the recording every time he negotiated, to the front.

"Well, I'll give him your contact information, and he'll see if he'll contact you."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and then he was very grateful.

Ji Can smiled vaguely, I know you want to pit me, let's see who pits who in the end.