Today's morning reading class is Chinese, and the head teacher Zhang Yan walked into the classroom with the textbook. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lao Qin, wake up, wake up, the head teacher is here." Watching the head teacher walk into the classroom, Yang Zhao pushed Qin Ge, who was dreaming on the table.

"Oh, here we are." Qin Ge slowly raised his head from the table, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the blackboard without any focus.

After seeing the head teacher Zhang Yan standing on the podium and scanning the class, he endured his sleepiness, pretended to pick up his textbook and opened it, and pretended to read it.

But his eyes couldn't help but squint into a slit again, and his head shook and shook, and he would fall asleep at any time.

Since the time for morning reading had not yet arrived, Zhang Yan was not in a hurry to let everyone read, and after glancing at Qin Ge's direction, he walked over to Qin Ge.

When Yang Zhao saw this situation, he thought that this was bad, he wanted to remind Qin Ge, but the head teacher's eyes happened to be staring in this direction, and he couldn't turn around, so he could only do it in his seat.

"Yo, what did our genius do last night, dozing off in the daytime?" Zhang Yan walked up to Qin Ge and said teasingly.

After hearing this voice, Qin Ge was instinctively startled, so frightened that he was completely sleepy, raised his head reflexively, and said, "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang is good!" ”

"Why, I didn't sleep well last night." Zhang Yan asked.

"I wrote a little late, so I slept for a few hours, and the teacher was relieved that I wouldn't sleep when I was in class." Qin Ge replied honestly, and then made a promise, ready to accept criticism with an open mind.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan did not criticize Qin Ge, but said with a little concern: "It's okay to write, but you must pay attention to rest." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Qin Ge opened his mouth a little frightened, in his memory, this head teacher is not such a good talker, what's wrong today?

Not only Qin Ge, but the other students were also a little incredible, this head teacher actually cared about people, it was a rare thing for the first time in eight hundred years!

"Okay, you go to the office, Teacher Fang has something to look for you." Zhang Yan said to Qin Ge.

Qin Ge was a little puzzled, if there was anything, Fang Changqing would usually call him, this time he actually wanted to ask the head teacher to call him to the office, was there something important? So he asked, "Teacher Fang?" Teacher Fang Changqing? What is he looking for me? ”

"I don't know exactly what it is, but it should be important, so you can go over and take a look now." Zhang Yan really didn't know what Fang Changqing was looking for Qin Ge.

In the morning, as soon as Zhang Yan walked into the office, Fang Changqing stopped her and asked her to inform Qin Ge to go to the office to find him, saying that there was something important to tell Qin Ge.

Zhang Yan asked Fang Changqing what was the matter, but Fang Changqing smiled mysteriously and did not tell her.

"Oh, then I'll take a look." Qin Ge said, got up from his seat, and walked out the back door.

Qin Ge staggered to the door of the office of the Chinese teaching and research group, knocked on the door, and when he heard the sound of inviting in from inside, Qin Ge pushed open the door and walked in.

"Teacher Fang, are you looking for me?" Qin Ge came to Fang Changqing's table and spoke.

"Heh, Xiao Qin, came so fast?" Fang Changqing raised his head and saw that it was Qin Ge who said happily.

"Yo, Xiao Qin is here!"

"Haha, our Yuncheng genius writer is here!"

"I watched "The Little Prince", it's very good, come on Xiao Qin."

In the office, the teachers who had already come also greeted Qin Ge after seeing him enter the office.

"Thank you, teachers, I will work hard." Qin Ge nodded and said.

"Teacher Fang, what the hell is going on?" Qin Ge said to Fang Changqing.

Fang Changqing didn't intend to answer Qin Ge's question directly, and deliberately changed the topic and said, "Yo, what's the matter with your giant panda eyes?" Didn't sleep last night? ”

"I stayed up late last night to write a book, and I didn't sleep." Qin Ge spoke honestly.

"Don't work too hard, young man! Diligence is a good thing, but the body is also very important, you must not do this in the future, you must rest early! Fang Changqing said earnestly.

"Well, I'll pay attention in the future, that Teacher Fang called me ......" Qin Ge was really whetted by Fang Changqing, and couldn't help but ask again.

Seeing Qin Ge's anxious appearance, Fang Changqing couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so he carefully took out a bulging envelope from the leather bag next to his seat, and said to Qin Ge: "Open it and take a look!"

"What is this?" Qin Ge took the envelope and said with some suspicion.

"Just open it and see." Fang Changqing spoke, then looked at Qin Ge's expression.

"It can't be a manuscript fee, right?" Qin Ge touched the outline of the object in the envelope, feeling the weight of the envelope, Qin Ge spoke.

"Heh, I know before I open it, I'm still going to open it to see what your expression will be like when you see this money?" Fang Changqing said with a smile.

"Is it really a manuscript fee?" Qin Ge actually guessed casually just now, when he signed a contract with Youth Daily before, he didn't have a bank card, and the card number for remittance was filled in by Fang Changqing, so he guessed like this just now, but he didn't expect him to guess correctly, this envelope is really a manuscript fee.

"Wow, Xiao Qin paid for the manuscript? Is it the serialization fee for "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"? ”

"How much, open it and see."

"Yes! Looking at the envelopes, there should be quite a few, right? ”

In the office, when the teachers heard that this was Qin Ge's manuscript fee, they all came over curiously, wanting to see how much Qin Ge's first manuscript fee was.

"Shhhh When Qin Ge heard this, he didn't hide it, and directly tore the seal of the envelope roughly.

"Hey, hey, be careful, what if you tear up the money?" Fang Changqing watched Qin Ge's movements from the side, and his eyelids jumped.

Qin Ge was stunned for a moment, looked at the tearing mouth of the envelope and the location of the money, and said, "It should be, it's okay!" Tearing and money are so far away. ”

"Look at how many."

"yes, open it and take a look!"

A teacher couldn't help but urge.

So, Qin Ge began to take out the money from the big envelope.

"A bunch!"

"Two stacks!"

"Three!"

"It's a small bunch."

"A big pile should be 10,000, three is 30,000, I handed in a 20,000-word manuscript at the beginning, and then I handed in a 60,000-word manuscript in three times each time, a total of 200,000 words, 1,000 words 16 is 32,000, this small pile should be two. Well, if nothing goes wrong, it should be 32,000 yuan. Qin Ge muttered to the account while taking the money out, not paying the slightest attention to the eyes of the teachers next to him who were as big as copper bells.

Qin Ge raised his head, looked at the teachers with their mouths wide open, stared at themselves with round eyes, and said with a little hairiness in his heart: "Uh...... Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of expressions do you have? ”

"Oh my God, it's thirty-two thousand! In less than half a month, I earned 32,000 yuan, which is more than my salary in a year! ”

"My God, when did it become so easy to make money?"

"I've decided, I'm going to write a novel, and I'm going to earn tens of thousands of yuan a month!"

After reacting, the teachers were not calm, looking at the pile of Grandpa Mao that Qin Ge put on the table, their eyes were red with envy.

If it weren't for the identity of Qin Ge's teacher next to him, they would definitely get up early and pick up the money and count it.

(Amount...... I owe 4000 words today, and I will make up for it later, a new week is coming, please recommend votes to help me hit the list, thank you. ）