Back at school, Wang Zijun still writes and draws in class. However, instead of writing a novel, he began to refine the constitution of the association based on the opinions of the people that night.

It took two days to write the "Thirty-six Articles of Association" that had been revised more than ten times, and then began to write the planning of the novel award and the journal "Martial Soul". This thing is more brain-intensive than the charter, and it must be controlled, and some content must not exceed the aesthetic limits of this era.

Hey, I was born to work hard. Those guys talked endlessly when they discussed, and they all turned out to be the shopkeepers, asking him to write the first draft, and then bring it out for discussion and revision at the next meeting.

It will take at least one or two months for the martial arts association to be established from preparation to establishment, and as for the publication of the journal, it has to be placed behind. In other words, within two months, he doesn't want to make money from "Sou Shen Ji".

Wang Zijun is now thinking about whether he should write a new book and submit it to other magazines?

"Hey, Zijun, why isn't your novel serialized?" Squad leader Zhao Xi came over and patted him on the shoulder and asked.

This is the twenty-sixth question asked Wang Zijun in the past three days.

Wang Zijun had no choice but to repeat the answer tirelessly: "I submitted the manuscript to your magazine, and I was asked to stop spreading it privately, and if the squad leader wanted to read it, he could wait for another month." ”

"Congratulations, the masterpiece is about to be published." Zhao Xi congratulated sincerely, "What kind of magazine, I will definitely buy it to support you when the time comes." ”

Wang Zijun said: "Martial soul." ”

"Martial Souls? Why haven't I heard of it. Zhao Xi asked strangely.

Wang Zijun smiled and said in a mysterious tone: "You will hear about it soon, not only you, but all the people in Taiwan will know it." ”

A magazine that gathers the articles of all the masters in Taiwan's martial arts industry at the moment, coupled with the serialization of "Sou Shen Ji", will it not be popular?

"Zijun, come over here." At the door of the classroom, Fang Nan was waving at him.

Wang Zijun saw that his face was not good, so he walked over and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Nan pulled Wang Zijun into the aisle and whispered, "Yesterday, Golin Records sent someone to my house?" ”

"Looking for you to sign a contract?" Wang Zijun asked with a smile.

Fang Nan nodded, and said with some shame: "Yes, listening to the meaning of their words, it seems that they can make me the champion of the singing competition." But you know, you're stronger than me......"

"Do you think you're sorry for me?" Wang Zijun said with a smile. He hadn't taken this broken singing competition champion in his eyes yet, and he just wanted to show his face when he participated in the competition. When he was noticed by the record company in the finals, he would naturally come to him to sign a contract, and with his strength, it didn't matter if he was a champion or not.

Fang Nan bowed his head and was silent, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

"Don't think about it so much, it's just a champion." Wang Zijun patted him on the shoulder and turned back to the classroom.

Does Zijun really not take the championship seriously? But he sings so well that he must have done more hard work than I did. Such a good time to make a name for himself was squeezed out by my friend, who not only did not get angry, but came to comfort me......

This is a true friend!

Fang Nan's eyes were wet, and he felt the urge to cry as he watched Wang Zijun walk into the classroom in a chic manner. His father has always opposed him singing and even cut him off from financial resources for this. He desperately needed a success to prove his choice, and simply couldn't refuse the good intentions of the record company.

Friend, I'll do my best! Fang Nan clenched his fists and secretly swore in his heart.

Wang Zijun didn't know that his image had become tall and majestic in someone's heart, but continued to take the trouble to revise the plan in his hand over and over again in combination with the experience of later generations.

……

At noon, Lin Qingxia wore a floral dress, like an elf in the sun, walking around the school gate of Hengyi High School. An innocent pebble under her feet was kicked over by her, and it was completely disoriented.

Get in?

Don't go in?

Get in?

Don't go in......

Lin Qingxia didn't know what she was thinking, and when she was walking, she walked here unconsciously. It wasn't until I was about to step into the school gate that I woke up: I wasn't him, and it seemed a little inappropriate to go to him for no reason.

It's coming, it's coming, it's just ordinary friends meeting, what are you afraid of? I'll come to see him for my sister.

Thinking of her sister, Lin Qingxia blamed herself a little, and it seemed very shameless to see her sister's sweetheart in private.

I'm here to check for my sister, Lixia is still too young and easy to be deceived......

Thinking of Wang Zijun standing on the stage and singing, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her delicate mouth.

Just when Lin Qingxia's mind kept spinning around with thousands of thoughts, a voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Hey, isn't this Qingxia?" Are you here to find Zijun? ”

Lin Qingxia was startled, and turned around to see that it was the fat man named Sun Xibi, who was looking at her with a cheap smile.

"Oh, it's a little stuffy, I'll go out for a walk." When Lin Qingxia said this, she felt that this reason was too bad, and her face couldn't help but fly red.

The shy look straightened the fat man's eyes, swallowed saliva and said, "I'm also bored, let's go for a walk together." ”

"No," Lin Qingxia was so frightened that she took three steps back, thinking that the fat man had some intentions for her, and hurriedly said, "It's not boring, I'm leaving, goodbye!" ”

If you want to find Zijun, just say it, am I so scary? Sun Xibi's self-esteem has suffered a serious blow.

Seeing her leave in a hurry, Sun Xibi showed a tricky smile on his face and shouted, "Zijun asked you to meet you at the school gate after school in the afternoon, don't forget!" ”

Lin Qingxia walked faster now, and I don't know if she heard it.

The beauty of sincerity and benevolence is to accumulate virtue and do good, and Sun Xibi feels that he is simply the reincarnation of the ninth great benevolent. He returned to the classroom with a smile, walked up to Wang Zijun and said, "Lin Damei asked you to meet at the school gate after school in the afternoon." ”

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Sister or sister?" ”

"Do you want to take it together as sisters? Wang Daxia is really a celestial man. Sun Xibi admired.

"Go aside." Wang Zijun pushed his pig's head away, "I'm not interested in underage girls. ”

Sun Xibi said shyly: "It's my sister, but you have to seize the opportunity!" ”

Hearing that it was Lin Qingxia who made an appointment, Wang Zijun's heart moved.

The most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, Lin Da Beauty's date is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and many men dream of it. Although Wang Zijun only has an appreciative attitude towards Lin Qingxia, there is a big beauty who takes the initiative to invite, and it is inevitable that there is a trace of pride in his heart.

Wang Zijun didn't expect that this so-called date was just a dead fat man messing around with mandarin duck scores, purely tricky spoofs.