In the end, after Zheng Long talked badly, and even moved out of the rape and murder case that occurred in the middle of the night in Pucheng City a few years ago, Buckwheat finally reluctantly agreed to sleep in Cai Liang's rented room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zheng Long finally breathed a sigh of relief...

After sending the buckwheat to Cai Liangfa's place with Cai Liangfa, Zheng Long can finally go home...

The night is already deep, and although the night scene of Pucheng City is not special, it is just like countless ordinary small cities in China, carrying the joys and sorrows of countless families, love and hatred.

Born here, grown up here, aged here, and welcomed here in life.

If you have been living, aging, sick and dying in this small city, you don't know whether it is sad or happy.

Although the horizon is narrow, although the topics discussed are just street discussions, and the parents are short, compared with the bloody outside, this is always where home is.

Zheng Long finally returned home, and as usual, Zheng Nanxing was still making kung fu tea.

As soon as Qian Lizhen saw that Zheng Long was back, she hurriedly greeted her:

"Oops, where did you go to the wild again and came back, just another call looking for you!"

"Oh? Which magazine again? ”

Zheng Long was a little surprised.

"No, it's a call from Kyoto..."

As she spoke, Qian Lizhen hurriedly took out a small notebook and handed it to Zheng Long:

"Well, I'll write down the phone number for you, and they'll let you go back as soon as you get home..."

Maybe it was because of the negligence last time, Qian Lizhen was extra cautious this time, for fear that her son would miss any more opportunities.

Perhaps, the Zheng family can really fly out of a golden phoenix is not...

It's just a matter of thinking about it...

Qian Lizhen immediately shook her head again, laughing at herself for thinking too much...

When Zheng Long heard this, he snatched the notebook with one hand and hurriedly rushed into the room...

"But... Who will call? ”

Zheng Long was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that if it was someone from "Budding" magazine, it should be a call from the overseas market. I don't know anyone in Kyoto... Could it be...

"There's a response from under the banyan tree?"

Zheng Long was not in a hurry to call, he quickly turned on the computer and dialed into the Internet.

The Internet speed is very slow, but Zheng Long still patiently entered the URL under the banyan tree and clicked on his post...

To his disappointment, the post didn't cause much repercussions, with only a handful of people replying.

Although the people who replied to the post generally replied, the article was well written, and I look forward to the progress later in the story.

――Looking forward to the landlord's addition! (Wandering Goro)

――It's well written.,It's a bit of a Japanese light novel... (Pig fairy eating)

- Why is it so? It's not enough, it's not enough, you have to save up five chapters to read... (Seductive Girl)

――I don't think it's good, but the descriptions of the colors are kind of interesting! （COOLSMITH）

"It's not scientific!"

It stands to reason that Guo Mingming's famous work, how can it cause a relatively big wave at the moment... Could it be that the time of my own posting is wrong? Or is it the wrong website?

Forget it, the website was thrown aside in advance, and the phone number was called first...

Zheng Long turned off the Internet, ran to another room, and dialed the phone...

The first time, the phone is busy.

The second time, the phone is still busy...

I called four or five times in a row, and the other end of the phone was busy...

Just when Zheng Long was about to give up, the other party finally connected...

"Hello, who are you looking for..."

It's a very standard Beijing accent...

"Oh, hello, I'm Zheng Long, just now you looked for me and I'm not there..."

"Zheng Long... Oh, I remember, you're the one who published the serialization under the banyan tree, right? ”

"Yes, it's me..."

The other party's tone was obviously a little hesitant... Then he said:

"You're still a middle school student?"

"Yes... Yes... What's the problem..."

"Oh, no, no!"

The other party laughed heartily:

"What a hero from ancient times! Haha, I'm really a strange person in Huaxia! ”

"Don't you dare, may I ask you?"

"Oh, disrespectful, disrespectful. I'm from the Huaxia People's Publishing House. My name is Zhao Qingshan and I am an editor. I saw your masterpiece on the website under the banyan tree, and I think it is very suitable for publication, I wonder how many words you plan to write in this book? How many words have been written now? Can you reveal it to me? ”

When Zheng Long heard that he was an editor, he naturally became excited:

"Oh, I see. I've already conceived the book, which is about 300,000 words in total, and I've written more than half of it now, and it will take about a week to finish it. ”

"Oh, that's amazing! That's great! ”

Zhao Qingshan said:

"Then when you're done, can you show me all the drafts? I'll edit it for you, and then if there are no major problems, I'll send it to the editor-in-chief for review and decide whether to publish it. ”

"Oh! Good! ”

"This is my number, you can call me at any time. By the way, do you have QQ, add me... xxxxxxx。 Then contact again, and I won't bother you studying..."

"No, no..."

Putting down the phone, Zheng Long felt extremely excited!

I didn't expect my first book to come so quickly!

The success that I had never experienced in my previous life actually penetrated my whole body like lightning, and it was refreshing!

It turns out that success is this feeling! Head-to-toe pleasure!

However, I don't know what's going on, Zheng Long has a faint worry in his heart.

However, I guess I think I'm thinking too much! Zheng Long felt that he was really worried.