The next morning, Wang Xuelian went to Ling Xin's house to get the manuscript as usual, and Ling Xin still opened her mouth to follow her mother's feeding as usual, but the venue was changed from the original canteen to Ling Xin's room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, Ling Xin was almost well for a long time, but she enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by her mother very much, besides, why did she run downstairs by herself when she could lie on the bed and wait for someone to feed......

Therefore, in order to take the manuscript and visit the teacher in the "seriously ill" by the way, Wang Xuelian received the manuscript in Ling Xin's room on this day.

"I did receive the manuscript, so ......"

"Wait a minute." Ling Xin interrupted Wang Xuelian's movement as she was about to get up and leave, sat on the bed, turned sideways, and reached out to take a notebook from the bedside table next to her.

"Can you help me contact the publisher or find someone to help me make this into a book?"

Wang Xuelian took the notebook curiously,

"Are you going to sbind these stories together and publish a book?" Wang Xuelian flipped through the notebook casually, and did not rush to see the stories inside, but judged that there were three stories in it according to the titles of the stories in the notebook.

They are "My Neighbor Totoro", "Castle in the Sky", and "Spirited Away".

That's right, the story in this notebook is the work that Ling Xin wrote last night from seven o'clock in the evening and was busy until more than eleven o'clock.

However, the "price" of these short stories is not expensive, one is only a thousand points, and Ling Xin exchanged three in one go and has a "balance" of more than two thousand.

I wrote until more than eleven o'clock last night, and secretly took a quick shower, and it was already more than twelve o'clock after I was busy, and Ling Xin, who has always been a "good child who goes to bed early and gets up early", usually goes to bed at nine o'clock, stayed up until twelve o'clock, and if it wasn't for the white porridge that her mother was still sitting on the side to give her breakfast, she would have yawned a lot.

But her mother sat aside, she had to hold back this yawn back into her stomach, if she let her mother know that she didn't sleep in the middle of the night when she was sick, and ran up and tossed, would she tie her up and throw her on the bed when she went to bed at night?

"If you want to publish a bound volume, why don't you publish it in a magazine first? In this way, attracting popularity is conducive to the sales popularity of bound books. Wang Xuelian is not in a hurry to read the story in the book, after all, the works under the name of Mr. Suixin have quality assurance, Wang Xuelian has no doubt about the quality of the works in the notebook, but I wonder why Mr. Suixin wants to directly publish a bound book, after all, it is generally considered to be a bound book after it is published in a magazine.

"I'm going to put these stories together and publish a book, but I don't plan to publish it, let alone sell it, I'm going to give it away." Ling Xin puffed out her cheeks and chewed on a mouthful of porridge that her mother had just fed.

That's right, the three works in this notebook were originally intended to be given to Tranquility, and at this time, it was proposed that Wang Xuelian find someone to bind it into a book just to "package" it.

"If you don't publish it, you won't sell it?" Wang Xuelian was stunned for a moment, and did not object, after all, she is only a responsible editor, and the writer has the right to choose whether to submit or not, at this time, she is just a pity that tens of millions of fans can't see these three works.

"There's no problem making a book, but you really don't plan to sell it, teacher? The sale will not affect the gift! If you really want to give it away, I can get you a 'Super Deluxe Hardcover Collector's Edition', how gorgeous and gorgeous is it, and is it different from this one in the world? ”

Although I know that there is no right to influence the writer, but Wang Xuelian is still lobbying Teacher Suixin, at this time she is not out of the identity of the editor, but out of the identity of an ordinary fan, every work of Teacher Suixin is a very good work, which is obvious to everyone, I believe that these three works will not be an exception, as a fan of Teacher Suixin, how can you see such three works never see the light of day?

However, Wang Xuelian lobbied for a long time, but the teacher was still unmoved.

Li Ting, who had been silently feeding her daughter breakfast, felt Wang Xuelian's transferred gaze,

"You know I'm never going to care about her." Li Ting's hand feeding movement did not stop, but she shrugged her shoulders and said.

Wang Xuelian had no choice but to move her gaze back to Teacher Suixin, who was concentrating on breakfast.

"Hey, okay, I'll ask someone to make the book for you, but you can always tell me if you change your mind."

In the end, Wang Xuelian had no choice but to sigh and said helplessly.

There's no way, people are talented and humane.

After Wang Xuelian left with the manuscript and the notebook, Ling Xin also finished breakfast under her mother's "service".

In fact, the idea that the three stories were not on sale was only changed after Ling Xin wrote them out, at the beginning, she was indeed thinking about the latest serialization after the end of "Journey to the West" and catered to the requirements of her friends by the way to choose the work, but after thinking about it, this gift to Ningning, her best friend, was actually something that tens of millions of fans had seen, Ling Xin felt that she was really insincere.

Since she arrived since she was a child and met Tranquility, this friend has been by her side and silently takes care of her, all of this is actually known to Ling Xin, she is very grateful and wants to reciprocate, but the other party seems to belong to someone who lacks nothing. That's why Ling Xin thought of giving these three works to the other party alone.

After her mother packed up the dishes and left the room, Ling Xin didn't plan to play with the computer to write a manuscript at this time, just lay on the bed with Sydney's mobile phone and opened the Qiuqiu number of the "Teacher Suixin".

Looking back, she hasn't been on this hill for more than ten days, there is only one group and one friend in this hill, of course the friend is Wang Yuan, and that group is the previous "fan representative group" with only eleven people.

As soon as the hicculin was opened, sure enough, the news kept scrolling, Ling Xin was not in a hurry to bubble, but pulled up to leave a message.

This was originally used to interact with the casual teacher, but because the casual teacher has not bubbled for a long time, the fans who wander in the group every day have been bored to the point of chatting about the game in the group.

Every day's message has such a sentence,

"It seems that Mr. Suixin is busy going out to collect materials today."

Then the fans started chatting about other things.

"Hello everyone." After a cursory glance at the message in front of her, Ling Xin bubbled.

"! Missing persons! ”

"Teacher Suixin went out to collect materials and came back?!"

"Discover a wild sensei!"

The fans in the group are obviously enthusiastic about Teacher Suixin, who has not shown his face for a long time, and have asked Teacher Suixin why he hasn't been online for a long time, and whether he is busy with some new work.

Of course, as mentioned earlier, although there are only ten fans in this group, in fact, most of the speeches in the group where these ten fans are located are sent on behalf of the tens of millions of fans in the major post bars and fan hill groups. In other words, Ling Xin is actually interacting with tens of millions of fans through these ten "fan representatives" at the same time.

"No, I was sick some time ago, so miserable." Ling Xin also posted a photo of the infusion bottle dripping with water that she took during the infusion in the hospital a few days ago.

Just as the news of this group of hills with only eleven people spread to the major post bars and fan groups, and tens of millions of fans greeted and cared about the body of Teacher Suixin.

In the classroom of the third class of the fourth middle school in Jiangming City, it is recess time at this time.

Liu Qian, who used her mobile phone to swipe the Qiandu sticker bar with her mobile phone during the recess, raised her head as if she suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at an empty position behind her, and then lowered her head and continued to swipe her mobile phone, muttering to herself.

"How could it be ......"