Even if Ning Zhichu was reborn again and became a young and energetic young man, he couldn't run from the school gate to the classroom on the fourth floor in a short period of time.

"Report!"

By the time Ning Zhichu ran to the door of the classroom, Li Deshan, the physics teacher, had just stood firm on the podium. After hearing the report, Teacher Li followed the eyes of the classmates and looked towards the door of the classroom, and saw Ning Zhichu, who was out of breath because of the short sprint upstairs, and Ning Zhichu, who was sweating on his face.

Li Deshan frowned, but still let Ning Zhichu in, "Come in." ”

Ning Zhichu, who had received the teacher's permission, quickly returned to his position in the face of the curious, disdainful or surprised eyes of his classmates.

Before Ning Zhichu could sit down, Jia Junpeng, who was at the same table, quietly handed over the words, "What's the matter, Ah Chu, seeing that you are tired, could it be that you did some kind of up-and-down movement somewhere just now?" ”

Belch.

Ning Zhichu, who was panting for a while, just sat down and was choked by Jia Junpeng's words, he rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "You just did the up and down propulsion exercise." I just walked out of my store and went to the mailroom to get the envelope. Well, that's my envelope. ”

When Jia Junpeng heard this, he stretched out his right hand directly, wanting to grab it to see what was written on the envelope, but Ning Zhichu avoided it, so he said dissatisfiedly, "Hey, Achu, are we good brothers?" You actually secretly hid from me to make pen pals, saying that the other party is not beautiful. ”

Jia Junpeng didn't wait for Ning Zhichu's answer, but waited for Teacher Li Deshan's voice, "Classmate Jia Junpeng, you can answer this question." ”

"Huh?"

Jia Junpeng, who came back to his senses, stood up in a panic, looked at the question on the blackboard, and whispered, "Teacher, I won't." ”

"I know you won't, you won't ask this question, and you don't listen to the lecture carefully, what kind of whispering to Ning Zhichu? If you want to talk, save it until the end of class. Sit down. Li Deshan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose with his right hand, and when he saw that Jia Junpeng's attitude was okay, he asked him to sit down, then turned around and held the edge of the podium with his left hand, "Then students, let's continue, I just said that if you encounter this situation, you should use ........"

When Jia Junpeng heard this, he stuck out his tongue and sat down, staring at the blackboard with a serious expression, as if he was really immersed in the teacher's earnest teaching. Only Ning Zhichu knew that this Jia Junpeng had started the trick of the old monk again.

To be honest, Ning Zhichu also admired Jia Junpeng's skills. If Ning Zhichu didn't know a little bit about Jia Junpeng's temperament, or he would have thought that Jia Junpeng in this state was super serious like people who didn't know, but in fact, he was distracted like an old monk.

However, fortunately, without Jia Junpeng's interruption, Ning Zhichu took advantage of the fact that Teacher Li Deshan did not pay attention to him, and opened the envelope that he had just received from Grandpa Huang. On the way, he wondered what the envelope was in, and how heavy it would be. It was only now that Ning Zhichu had a chance to open the envelope.

Carefully unwrapping the envelope, the first thing that caught Ning Zhichu's eyes was a publication, "Anthology of Literary Miscellaneous", as well as two pieces of stationery and two contracts with only five pages.

Ning Zhichu touched his chin and thought about it, only then did he remember that "Anthology of Literary Miscellaneous" was a newspaper he selected from dozens of newspapers and periodicals last semester and submitted it to the other party. Because Ning Zhichu read an issue of "Anthology of Literary Miscellaneous", he felt that the remuneration of this book was not bad, and in addition, its style also attracted Ning Zhichu.

The Anthology of Literary Miscellaneous Works was organized by Guo Sheng, the most prestigious writer, scholar and poet 50 years ago, and like-minded writers of the same period, with the intention of promoting the development of new Chinese literature and cultivating outstanding literary talents. The form of its selection is not limited to novels, essays, poems, etc., and does not look at who the contributor is, as long as it conforms to the reviewer's wishes, then even if it is written by an unknown farmer from the countryside, it can be published in front of the famous author.

As long as the aspiration is to be a writer, people regard the "Anthology of Miscellaneous Works" as a sacred place of spiritual sustenance, and they are proud to be able to publish their articles on it. Ning Zhichu also thought so at the time, but compared to those who want to write stories purely, Ning Zhichu also has a secularization motive, that is, if his articles can be published in such an influential "Anthology of Literary Miscellaneous", then he can add 10 points when he takes the high school entrance examination.

There are manuscript fees to get, and there are high school entrance examination scores to add, so Ning Zhichu submitted almost 10 manuscripts before and after the last semester. But unfortunately, he never received a reply from the editorial office of the Anthology of Miscellaneous Works, except today.

Ning Zhichu carefully put the letter on the table, and glanced at it with taste, "Dear Mr. Ning, the society has received your manuscript, and after careful review by reviewers C and H, our society has decided to publish your masterpiece in the September 2005 issue, and the manuscript fee will be sent to your school next week with the sample issue." ”

“……… In addition, because your article is very excellent and has a unique vision, after the discussion of the public review and evaluation team of our society, we decided to invite you to join our special writer and make a small contribution to the development of new Chinese literature with us. If you would like to join, please fill out the contract with the envelope and send it back to our company, and the postage will be reimbursed. ”

“…… Joining our special writer has the following three benefits: 1. Immediately keep abreast of the latest trends in the literary world and learn the latest literary knowledge; 2. Rich remuneration returns; 3. Three free "Anthologies of Literary Miscellaneous" every month. In return, you are obliged to submit your own manuscripts every month: two poems per month, and one per month for all other essay forms. If you are willing to join, please fill out the contract and send it back to our ......."

Seeing this, Ning Zhichu opened the two contracts and found that they were indeed signed contracts by special writers. It's no wonder that Ning Zhichu didn't wait for a reply from the "Anthology of Miscellaneous Works" before, feeling that they chose the one they thought was the best one from the 10 articles, and then spent a lot of time discussing whether Ning Zhichu should be invited to be a writer.

Ning Zhichu thought about it for a while, and decided to become a special writer for this "Anthology of Miscellaneous Essays", anyway, with his current pen strength, there is no big problem with one essay or essay per month. However, he felt that it was necessary to communicate with the other party first in May and June next year, after all, at that time, Ning Zhichu would have to follow his peers nervously to the examination room for the decisive battle, and it was estimated that he would not have much time to write a manuscript for them.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhichu picked up his pen and wrote a reply to the other party.