The morning passed quickly, Jiang Zihao felt that his day was like a dream, first made a bet with the English teacher Zhao Ye, then made a bet with Li Dongping, and finally made an agreement with the head teacher Zhou Daizhong, it was incredible, how could there be such a student.

Thinking about the submissive appearance in high school in his previous life, Jiang Zihao couldn't help but touch his nose and said in his heart: After he was reborn, did his mentality change? However, thinking of the classics in his mind, Jiang Zihao ignited his fighting spirit again, and secretly made up his mind: he must spread these things back to the world. Taking out the manuscript in his schoolbag, Jiang Zihao began to work hard again.

So, Jiang Zihao went to class during the day, continued to write "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" in his spare time, returned home at night, and after completing his homework, he continued to write, and didn't sleep until eleven or twelve o'clock every day.

On Friday, Jiang Zihao finally completed the more than 100,000-word "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua". Stopping the pen and rubbing his already sore hands, Jiang Zihao made up his mind again: after the manuscript fee is paid, he must buy a computer.

"Jiang Zihao, what are you doing writing and painting these days?" Seeing Jiang Zihao raise his head, He Ya asked, seeing that this tablemate has been writing in the past few days, she has wanted to ask for a long time, but she has not been able to find the opportunity, and today I finally saw him stop writing, and He Ya spoke.

"Yes, Brother Hao, what are you doing?" The little fat man Zhao Dahai also asked, since the last bet, Zhao Dahai has been calling Jiang Zihao like this, Jiang Zihao was still a little unaccustomed to it at first, and over time it was up to him.

Raising the thick pile of manuscript paper in his hand, Jiang Zihao leaned lazily on the table, and said weakly: "I'm writing a novel." ”

"Novel, what novel, show me quickly," the two became interested as soon as they heard it, and took the manuscript in Jiang Zihao's hand and read it.

He Ya is a girl, she looked at it twice, and found that it was all things that were beaten and killed, so she stopped reading it, and handed the manuscript to the little fat man Zhao Dahai casually, "Alas, it's not the type I like, what kind of novel is this." ”

"Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua, a martial arts novel."

"Martial arts novels, what's that?" Zhao Dahai also asked curiously, he had read novels for so many years, and it was the first time he had heard such a title.

Jiang Zihao was about to ask them if they hadn't read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", when he suddenly remembered that there didn't seem to be a martial arts in this world, thought about it, and patiently explained: "It's novels like "The Legend of the Bearded Guest", "Nie Yinniang", similar to the biography of the knight. ”

"Oh," He Ya replied, and said no more.

But Zhao Dahai, the person who usually talks the most, actually didn't say anything, Jiang Zihao was curious, and when he looked back, he was holding his manuscript and looking at it with relish. Seeing Zhao Dahai so drunk, Jiang Zihao remembered that when he first came into contact with martial arts, he was also so fascinated, so he stopped bothering him.

"It's so pretty, Brother Hao, did you really write this?" The morning passed, Zhao Dahai finished reading a manuscript of "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", and looked at Jiang Zihao with excitement.

Jiang Zihao rolled his eyes, "I didn't write it, could it be you, didn't you see that I've been writing something like this all these days?" I silently added in my heart: I'm sorry Mr. Liang, I'm also helping you spread your novels, you won't mind, right?

"Brother Hao, you are really talented," Zhao Dahai saw Jiang Zihao nodding, and immediately put on an expression of admiration, his eyes lit up, and he eagerly hugged Jiang Zihao's hand and said, "If there is such a good book in the future, you must give it to me first." ”

"Mmmm," seeing Zhao Dahai like this, Jiang Zihao couldn't refuse, quietly broke away from the arm he was holding, and replied lightly.

"Oh, by the way, fat man, He Ya, do you know where there is a publishing house?"

"Publishing house, Brother Hao, do you want to submit?" Zhao Dahai said frustratedly, "It's a pity that I don't know any publishing house, otherwise I can help you get in touch." ”

"Jiang Zihao, if you want to submit, I can help you ask my aunt," He Ya thought for a while, saw Jiang Zihao looking at herself with a confused face, and added: "I forgot to tell you, my aunt is the editor of the publishing house." ”

"Great, He Ya, thank you," Hearing the news, Jiang Zihao excitedly shook He Ya's little hand, "I'll leave this matter to you, when the time comes, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Seeing Jiang Zihao holding his hand, He Ya's face unconsciously flashed a trace of blush, pretending to be indifferent, withdrawing his hand and saying, "What you said, don't forget it when the time comes." ”

Jiang Zihao realized that he was actually holding the hand of the girl just now, and smiled awkwardly: "Definitely, if I lie to you, I am a puppy." ”

"Poof, how can there be a puppy like you, haha" When He Ya heard this, she immediately laughed, and instantly forgot the shyness just now.

After school in the afternoon, Jiang Zihao followed He Ya and got on the No. 122 bus.

After the two found a place to sit down, He Ya turned to Jiang Zihao and said, "I told my aunt about you at noon, and she was also very curious about how high school students write novels, so she asked me to take you directly to her publishing house after school in the afternoon, she wanted to see you in person." ”

More than ten minutes later, the two got out of the car and came to a ten-story office building, He Ya pointed to the building and said, "My aunt's publishing house is on it, let's go up." ”

Fortunately, there is an elevator on this floor, and the two took the elevator to the 8th floor. After getting out of the elevator, Jiang Zihao saw a sign "Hanmo Culture Co., Ltd." hanging not far away, and couldn't help but be taken aback. It's just that later, due to the rise of the online literature industry and poor management, the city's largest publishing house, Tang Culture, was finally acquired.

The two walked to the front desk, and without waiting for the receptionist to speak, He Ya said to her: "Hello, I'm looking for Jiang Xiuxiu, I'm her niece He Ya." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Editor-in-Chief Jiang's niece, please come in, Editor-in-Chief Jiang has already informed you," Hearing this, the receptionist nodded, and after pointing out the location to the two, he didn't ask anymore.

Jiang Zihao followed He Ya into the inside, and went straight to a door with the words "Editor-in-Chief's Office" written on it, He Ya knocked lightly on the door twice, and walked in with Jiang Zihao.