As a senior practitioner in the publishing industry, Manager Du is not generally fast to read books, especially in the face of works that may become his own products, he basically only looks at the key parts, and then can estimate the value of the work in his heart. (Yes)? (Meaning)? (Think)? (book)? (Hospital)

However, when he took the tablet and prepared to look at only the key parts as usual, and turned the pages back, he didn't turn a few pages, and his eyes seemed to be glued to the screen.

After a few seconds, Manager Du turned to the first page and started from the beginning.

After reading about twenty pages, he resisted the urge to continue turning down and handed the tablet back to Yang Qinglan.

"Screenwriter Qiu really lives up to his reputation, I almost got stuck in the plot and couldn't get out."

Yang Qinglan smiled and took back the tablet: "Manager Du can like my work, which proves that it has the potential to become a good product, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, sure!" Manager Du's body deviated in the direction of Yang Qinglan, trying to make his upper body face her, with a bit of eagerness on his face, "I don't know if you have any requirements for the cooperation model?" ”

"To be honest, I just wanted to hand over the publishing rights of this book to Nantian as before, and then let it be published in the form, but I didn't expect Manager Du to attach so much importance to it, which made me really flattered, as for the cooperation model, it was as ...... as before."

"No, no, no, it's unreasonable!" Manager Du interrupted Yang Qinglan's words, "The previous cooperation model between Screenwriter Qiu and Nantian was based on the fact that the name 'Qiu Xuyao' was still a newcomer, and if it is put on the current screenwriter Qiu, if it spreads, I don't have to mix in the publishing industry!" ”

"What does Manager Du think?"

"First of all, Nantian is willing to publish the paper of this series of works for you without charging any fees, and the processing fee will be charged according to the proportion of five percent of the income after publication, so as to ensure your interests, at the same time, I hope that the screenwriter Qiu can hand over the physical publishing rights of this series of works to Nantian, as for the price of copyright transfer, we can negotiate again."

After listening to the conditions given by Manager Du, Yang Qinglan lowered her head slightly and made a thinking appearance, and raised her head after a while, her expression was a little intriguing.

"This condition is very tempting, but it doesn't do me much benefit, why don't you listen to my second cooperation proposal from Manager Du?"

……

Manager Du's car, Yang Qinglan, circled around the city several times, and sent her home at half past five, ending this time when you don't look at it as a formal cooperation talk.

Originally, Manager Du wanted to invite her to dinner, but she refused on the grounds that she had "already made an appointment with someone else", so she could only rush back by plane with a temporary contract.

Seeing Manager Du's car leave, Yang Qinglan briefly described the incident, and then sent a text message to Yin Yilin.

I thought that Yin Yilin would call to ask, and at worst he would send a message to ask about the specific situation, but who knew that he only replied with a "received" and then there was no follow-up, which made Yang Qinglan feel a little strange.

But thinking about it, he should have a lot of things to do recently, and he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and he probably didn't have the extra heart to care about what she did in just one day, so he put this matter aside and didn't think about it.

In the next two days, Yang Qinglan stayed at home and didn't go out, and she didn't even go out of the room, only when she had dinner with her parents, she would show up, and she would lock herself up at other times, and she was about to go crazy.

Typing down the last sentence, Yang Qinglan closed her eyelids to relieve her eyes that were a little sore because she had been facing the codeword interface for a long time, stretched her body, stretched her waist, fell back, and lay on the bed.

"Washing machine."

[In. 】

"Please check the text for typos, wording or other typographical errors, and then help adjust the layout."

[Okay, please wait. 】

"Ah...... I'm exhausted...... It was supposed to be a good holiday, but it turned out to be a job, so it's better to find a place to go out and relax tomorrow......"

[A word of caution, you already have arrangements for tomorrow.] 】

"Huh? What is the arrangement? ”

[Students who go to school to meet your parents.] 】

"Ah...... And I've forgotten about it......"

After finishing speaking, Yang Qinglan, who was lying comfortably with her eyes closed, suddenly jumped up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom.

[What's wrong?] 】

"Because I was thinking about vacation, the clothes I brought back didn't fit, so I had to go out and buy a new set of clothes!"

[It's just to meet a few students......]

"Which of these students doesn't have a mobile phone in their hands right now? Maybe someone will video it and post it online, and although the approachable image is good, it's my responsibility to lighten the workload of the studio! ”

【…… I don't understand. 】

"Huh? Aren't you very smart? By the way, I've completed another mission, you should have unlocked them all, right? ”

[It's all unlocked, so I'm just complaining.] 】

Yang Qinglan: "......"

A system that will complain seriously, she really doesn't know how to pick up this stubble.

Early the next morning, Yang Qinglan, who had disguised herself tightly, followed her parents into the former alma mater, and no one recognized her on the road, which made her feel a lot easier.

In the parents' office, I spent the morning studying through the students' test papers, and soon it was time for the first class.

At the suggestion of Yang's mother, Yang Qinglan followed her to the back door of the classroom, but did not go in, but waited for her mother to give her a signal.

And Yang Mu, who walked into the classroom, had a straight face, holding a stack of papers corrected by overtime last night, and her body was covered with deliberately created low air pressure, which successfully made the already quiet classroom silent.

Seeing the teacher's appearance, how could the students not guess what was going on? So they secretly complained in their hearts.

It's secondary to not see the senior sister, if you fail the exam, they won't have a good life for a long time!

"Bang!"

Mother Yang threw the roll on the podium, which successfully made all the students' hearts tremble, and they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at her.

"You guys, don't you think you can see your senior sister no matter what you do, so you believe in it?"

The classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the floor.

"Section representative!"

The girl whose name was called stood up.

As a member of the class committee who has always had good grades in the class, girls are one of the few people in the class who are not frightened by the teacher's anger, and they don't feel weak when they look at the teacher.

"Come up and send the curls!"

The girl walked up to the stage and spread out the stack of papers.

“…… Hey? Representative Ke showed a very surprised expression, glanced at Yang's mother, and held the A4 paper that was rolled in the roll, not knowing whether this stack of rolls should be sent or not.

The expression on Yang's mother's face suddenly became a little strange, but she didn't speak, but nodded at the girl and motioned for her to send the roll down.

The students sitting in the classroom are not stupid, and many people have noticed that the atmosphere seems to be a little wrong, but they dare not make a sound, they can only make eye contact with each other, and their eyes fly wildly for a while, and the section representatives on the stage who are watching can't cry or laugh.

The volume is received by the group, and the hair is naturally issued by the group, and the section representative divides the stack of rolls into several parts and hands them to the first row to complete the task of issuing the volume, and then turns around and copies the content on the A4 paper to the blackboard.

"The average score of the class is 91, which is 11 points higher than the midterm exam."

Mother Yang on the side had already shown a fox smile.

At this time, the whole class understood that they had been put on a stand by the teacher just now, and immediately broke out with a "dissatisfied" complaint, "Teacher, you scared us to death!" The shouts were endless.

"Okay, okay, quiet, it's class time, don't bring the principal over!"

With the teacher maintaining order, the classroom gradually quieted down, and everyone lowered their heads to look at the results after getting their papers, and most of the students showed surprised smiles on their faces.

"This time the question is from me, it's not difficult, but it's not easy, it's about the same level as the midterm exam, but your average score has increased by eleven points, which shows that with the right stimulation, you have the ability to do well."

A low laugh remembers in the classroom.

Mother Yang stood on the podium, glanced at the position of the back door, and then said: "Today's class was originally scheduled to be an award paper, but since I promised you, I will hand it over to another person to teach you the next time." ”

The students were stunned for a moment, and then they all looked at the front door of the classroom, and everyone became excited.

Someone screamed.

Because she saw a familiar person flash through the back door.

About five seconds later, Yang Qinglan stepped into the classroom through the front door.

"Ah——!!!h

"Oh——!!!"

A loud noise erupted in the classroom, causing the entire school building to tremble.

Yang Qinglan hurriedly put an index finger in front of her mouth to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I came quietly, don't let anyone know."

The students immediately fell silent, and many of them blushed and wanted to bang on the table to vent their excitement.

Yang Qinglan even saw a girl crying excitedly, but she didn't dare to close her eyes as if she was afraid that she would run away, she kept staring at her with her eyes, and with the other hand, she found a piece of toilet paper and wiped it on her face, looking like a horror.

"Happy to see me?"

"Happy ——!"

"Were you taken aback by your Teacher Qian just now?"

"Yes——!"

"So you see, there's a reason why I'm said to have good acting skills."

"Hahahaha-"

"Let's applaud Mr. Qian's acting skills!"

"Bang Bang Bang

Seeing at a glance that her mother seemed to have a tendency to run wild, Yang Qinglan hurriedly braked, pulled the topic away from her, and got back to business.

As soon as she said two words, she found that at least three of her classmates quietly took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, but she did not stop them, but continued to share her experience as if she didn't see them.

Forty minutes of a class is actually not a long time, and when the bell rang for the next class, Yang Qinglan announced that the sharing meeting was over, but as soon as she turned around, she found that the front and back doors of the classroom had been blocked by other students who heard the sound and came to watch.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qinglan could only turn her head and ask Yang's mother for help.

I saw Mother Yang rush to the door in a few steps and wave to the students outside the door: "The students of the second class will be able to see real people in the next class, don't gather here, if you gather here, I will let people go home!" ”

"Teacher Qian, we are from other classes!"

"Then go to your teacher!"

"Our teacher doesn't have a daughter like Qiu Shuai!"

"Blame me?"

“……”