The hourly wage of working in the library is 20 yuan, so Ye Qingzhu's monthly salary is almost 700 yuan, and the girls eat less, barely enough for a month's food.

Tong Yan felt that it was less, and he was sorry for Ye Qingzhu's hard work and time, "Why don't you be a tutor, ordinary undergraduates can also have 50 yuan per hour as a tutor, like our students at Jinling University, the price can be higher, our dormitory Wei Tongyang has been a tutor and a flyer in the past few days, and he has earned more than 1,000." ”

Tong Yan gave an example, hoping to help Ye Qingzhu.

Ye Qingzhu was really moved when he heard it, but in the end he shook his head: "Jiangsu's middle school textbooks are different from ours, how can I teach them." "Just like the independent propositions of the Jiangsu college entrance examination papers, even the textbooks they have their own version of the Soviet Union.

"It's different, but after all, it's the same way, it's not the same knowledge, the difference should be just some details and methods, you can take a look at the textbook of the Sujiao version, and you can easily get on the job."

Ye Qingzhu was moved by Tong Yan's words, the tutor is not a teacher, she should be able to do it one-on-one, compared to the current body work of organizing the bookshelf, she prefers mental work, if she can make money by sitting and typing like Tong Yan, it should be the most ideal, but unfortunately she is not the material for writing, Teacher Song said at the beginning, her composition is more than neat, and her talent is insufficient, she can get high scores, but she definitely can't get full marks.

Tong Yan left, and promised that he would find a way to use the free ones as much as possible if there were free textbooks.

When Tong Yan returned to the reading room, An Luwei didn't even notice him, Tong Yan was very happy, it seemed that his books were very attractive, and even Weiwei, who didn't like to read, was so devoted.

Tong Yan coughed lightly before pulling An Luwei back from the Emperor Immortal story, and she saw Tong Yan. happily shared with him his feelings after reading, "It's so well written, I think it can be made into a TV series." ”

"Accept your auspicious words, I hope that one day."

Tong Yan has a clear understanding of his works, and he also has a basic understanding of the level of domestic film and television special effects, and Emperor Xian wants to make film and television works. Not only does the content and plot have to be greatly changed, but the technology may not be able to meet the requirements, "Zhu Xian" has said that it has been going to make a TV series for so many years, but it has not moved, I am afraid that I am also worried that the domestic five-cent special effects will not be able to restore the magnificent and magnificent Xianxia world.

However, if someone really wants to shoot "Emperor Immortal", Tong Yan absolutely agrees, which writer doesn't want to see his text visualized, he doesn't have high requirements, he can have the level of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", he will admit it. It's just that this kind of story line of constantly upgrading and growing and changing maps will have a market in the audience of TV dramas, Tong Yan is very skeptical.

"It's getting late, let's go." Tong Yan looked at the time.

"Well, I'm going to borrow this book."

"Wait a minute!" Tong Yan suddenly grabbed An Luwei's hand and said with some displeasure, "Don't fold the pages in the future." ”

It turned out that An Luwei saw one of the pages, and in order to facilitate the next reading, she folded the page she saw. And this is just the taboo of Tong Yan.

"Okay, well, I'll definitely take care of your book in the future. It's not going to break a corner, okay. An Luwei felt that Tong Yan was making too much of a fuss and was a little impatient.

"It has nothing to do with whether it is my book or not, as long as it is a book, it cannot be folded, especially if the book is still public. Be more loving. Tong Yan said very seriously, he is a book lover, when he was a child, his family conditions were average, he rarely bought books, and generally borrowed other people's books to read. All the books he read were always clean and neat, and he always thought that he could thank the books he borrowed and the people who lent them to him in those years, and he was full of gratitude and awe for the books that spread knowledge, culture, and entertainment.

An Luwei was a little embarrassed by Tong Yan's words, she smoothed the folded corner over and over again, and then ignored Tong Yan and took the book out of the library directly.

Won't it really her off, Tong Yan was a little worried, and regretted that what he just said was a bit heavy, but in fact, he could be tactful.

He caught up with An Luwei from behind, "Why, say that you are unhappy, you An Luwei is not this kind of person, you are broad-minded." ”

An Luwei pouted and glanced at Tong Yan: "I, An Luwei, am so vulgar and uncivilized, ruining your book, you ignore me, let me reflect and repent by myself, OK!" ”

On the road in the north courtyard, a couple of young couples were making awkward noise, the man Tong Yan first showed weakness and softness, he pulled An Luwei into his arms, and stroked her back with his hand, "Eliminate your anger and eliminate your anger, if you feel uncomfortable, punch me twice." ”

An Luwei didn't move.

Tong Yan said again: "But after beating it, you must remember that you must not fold the corners of the book in the future, it is not easy to write a book, and it is even more difficult ......to publish a book."

“duangduang！”

An Luwei punched Tong Yan twice, and Tong Yan was very injured.

"Ah, why are you so ruthless, murdering your husband!"

"Who asked you to say me just now, but now forgive you, Miss Ben's anger has disappeared, hey, why don't you leave, Tong Yan, are you okay, I used five points of strength, and I didn't hit the vital point, why don't you move, don't scare me." An Luwei saw Tong Yan squatting on the ground with a constipated appearance, and she was anxious.

When An Luwei was about to carry Tong Yan to the hospital, Tong Yan stood up suddenly, ran forward within ten meters of An Luwei, and laughed three times: "Hahaha!" ”

"Tong Yan Wuji, next year today will be your death day! Don't run! ”

The two chased back to the dormitory area, and when parting, Tong Yan did not forget to kiss the little mouth, so that An Luwei could have a good mood before going to bed.

Back in the dormitory, Tong Yan first asked Zhuge Jiafei: "Lao Zhu, do you still have your high school textbooks?" ”

"Don't talk about high school, junior high school has it, but why do you ask this?"

"Aren't you going home tomorrow to eat the braised pork made by your mother, remember to help me bring it, you don't want it in junior high school, just in high school." Zhuge Garfield, like Tong Yan, is a science student, and he is also a local, so he can't be wrong to borrow books, Ye Zi's level should be able to teach both Chinese, Mathematics, English and Theory, which can also improve her competitiveness.

"But what do you want that?"

Tong Yan told him that Ye Qingzhu wanted to be a tutor, so he had to understand some of the content of the textbook of the Sujiao version in advance.

"Oh, that's it, our Chinese, mathematics and biology are the Sujiao version, English is Oxford cloth, and physics and chemistry are the people's education version, since it's Sister Ye Zi who wants to use it, I'll go back tomorrow to get it, and by the way, bring my notes, it's all a college entrance examination book that rises ten points a day!" Zhuge Garfield boasted.

Tong Yan turned his head to look at Wei Tongyang again: "Old Wei, you should also express it, or introduce a few customers to Yezi." ”

Wei Tongyang's constipation was embarrassed: "I, I, my tutor has been transferred to others." ”

…… (To be continued......)