"No, I don't. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" As soon as Yu Yan spoke, Yu's father and mother replied almost at the same time.

"Oh." Yu Yan nodded and didn't ask any more, he never thought that his parents would lie to him. Yu Yan didn't feel a little strange when he heard it, other publishing houses are so slow? How long does it take to make a phone call? Or is it really the one that took the initiative to contact you? But it shouldn't be......

With doubts, I went to the Anju community after breakfast, and I was thinking about it all the way, and I have now remembered a lot of articles, and the publishing house is looking for myself quickly! Yu Yan now feels that his hands are itching, and he can't help but want to write.

"What do you think?" On the way, Liu Qi asked.

"I want to be famous," Yu Yan said with a smile, "Alas, I thought I could be a low-key person, but God doesn't allow it, the light of my genius is too dazzling, I really can't cover it!" ”

"How do you practice with such thick skin?" Liu Qi said with a smile.

"Have you ever heard of Iron Sandpalm?" Yu Yan raised his eyebrows, "This is called Iron Sand Face!" ”

When I arrived at the school, there were already a lot of people in the class, Yu Yan looked at the table in the seat and was a little entangled, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke: "Hmm...... Brother Xiao, let's chat. ”

The same table was reading Chinese: "Study hard, what a day!" You don't know that time is precious! ”

"...... what else do you say...... Yu Yan thought about it, forget it, don't worry about this for now, looking at the face of the same table and studying seriously, Yu Yan suddenly felt a little sad, many things in this world are very helpless.

If this life is the same as the previous life, the same table is so serious about studying, sleeping at twelve o'clock every day and waking up at five o'clock, and in the end it can only be admitted to a very ordinary school. Is it true that hard work pays off? Yes, but some people can harvest tens of millions, and some people can harvest a coin, the world is unfair.

After thinking about it, Yu Yan still didn't say anything, but after he succeeded, he would definitely have to help, so he had to help himself when Ye Liangchen led someone to find him at the same table.

After collecting his thoughts, Yu Yan began to take out a pen and paper and write frantically, those two articles are very long, there should be about 30,000 words, and I wrote for a long time and my hands hurt, and I didn't finish writing until I read it in the morning.

In the morning class, Yu Yan kept writing articles and waiting for the publishing house to come to him, but no one came to find him in the morning.

After returning home at noon, Yu Yan was a little strange: "Mom and Dad, didn't the publishing house call me in the morning?" ”

"Nope." Yu's father answered very succinctly.

"Oh......" Yu Yan ate lunch with confusion, lay on the bed, and began to wonder what the problem was, thinking about it, he fell asleep.

When I got up at noon, Yu Yan asked again: "No one calls us when I sleep?" ”

"Nope." Dad Yu replied quite succinctly.

"Mom and Dad, you help me keep an eye on it in the afternoon, it's likely that the publishing house is looking for me to publish my works, and your son may be about to become famous in one fell swoop." Yu Yan said that this possibility is indeed not small, even if it is not famous this time, it can also pave the way for the future.

Yu's father nodded, and after listening to his son's words, he thought that his decision was correct, Yu Yan's mind was really full of these thoughts of going the wrong way and the fantasy of becoming famous overnight, young, after all, he was still too young......

Looking at his son's back, Yu's father shook his head, let's talk about this matter when he gets college, his son will definitely understand him after he steps into society.

Of course, writing or singing is okay as a hobby, but it's too naïve to fantasize about becoming famous with it, there are so many people with this kind of thought, but how many of the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people are really famous for it?

If Yu Yan knew what his father was thinking at this time, he would definitely ask, since there is always someone who is famous, why is that person not me? Among tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, there is always one person who wants to become famous, why can't that person be me?

Yu Yan was wondering and depressed at this time, looking at this, it seems that he really took the initiative to contact him for publishing? Yu Yan was not annoyed by the rejection of the publishing house before, people, isn't it just for the sake of breath, after being reborn, Yu Yan didn't mean to wronged himself at all.

And the same as Yu Yan is the editor named Liao Wei, Qindao Literary Publishing House is getting worse now, he really has nothing to do, there is nothing to do, of course he remembers yesterday, so he was waiting for that call at noon.

As a result, I didn't even wait for that call at noon!

What about the call back at noon today? Where did you go back? Could it be that I have a lot of fun talking with other publishing houses, and I don't even have the intention of contacting my own house? I've already said that the treatment I can give is much better than that of others, and you don't know that you have to shop around?

Liao Wei has been thinking about this matter since he made a phone call at noon yesterday, and the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks that this book will be a big seller! How many years has it been since there has been a genius in this literary world? I can't remember, it's been a long time anyway!

How much do today's students hate traditional test-taking education? I can't tell, but I'm annoying anyway!

So such a genius who hasn't appeared for a long time appears as a rebel against the current image of exam-oriented education that is hated by the vast majority of students, and this collection will sell poorly? Hardly!

Now the point is whether the student named Yu Yan can write a rebellious style essay at the same level as "The Death of the Red Rabbit"! If he could, he was almost certain that the book would be a big seller!

Think about how long it has been since your publishing house has published a book that has sold well? It's also quite pitiful to say, the majority of the income of the Qindao Literary Publishing House now comes from selling book numbers, yes, selling to book companies.

There are many book companies in the publishing industry, and these companies can't get book numbers and can only buy them from publishing houses, Liao Wei has always felt that it is a shame that the main business of publishing houses is to sell book numbers.

Now that he finally has a chance not to be ashamed, he feels that the long-lost enthusiasm and enthusiasm in his heart have been mobilized, and as a result, the call he has been waiting for at noon has not come!

To be honest, he never thought that this would happen, how excited the average high school student would be when he heard that a publisher contacted him to publish a collection of works? Is it possible not to call back? No way.

However, the reality in front of him told him that people really didn't call back, maybe they forgot about it, or they really looked down on it...... If you don't like it, at least call back and say, right?

What if I forget...... Call him again and ask? Isn't this begging someone to publish, Liao Wei thinks that he can't do this kind of thing, and if he calls again, it may make people feel that his publishing house is too inferior.