Soon, a week passed. On Saturday morning, after Wen Xun wrote down the content he memorized in his dream last night, he packed up his things a little and prepared to go to Lilac's bedroom to inquire about the submission. When I arrived at the door of Lilac's bedroom, I saw Lilac as if she was about to go out.

When Lilac saw Wen Xun, she was a little surprised, and she said a little embarrassed: "Wen Xun, are you here?" I want to ask you about the result of the submission, right? I'm just going to look for you at your house. Seeing Lilac's somewhat embarrassed expression, Wen Xun probably guessed the result of this week's submission.

However, Wen Xun didn't say it at the first time, after entering the house, Lilac hurriedly beckoned Wen Xun to sit down, and then gave Wen Xun a glass of boiled water. While pouring water, Lilac thought about how to tell Wen Xun, she put herself in Wen Xun's shoes, and she must be full of expectations for the submission process this week. If she said that she had been running for a week, and the four publishing houses were not interested, what would be Wen Xun's disappointment?

Thinking about it, she almost spilled all the water. After hurriedly handing the water cup to Wen Xun, Lilac suddenly saw an English novel at her bedside - the cover of this novel had the flower-style "harry-potter" written on it.

Suddenly, Lilac felt like she had an idea. She slowly sat opposite Wen Xun, and then said slowly: "During the summer vacation, a classmate of mine who studied at the London School of Economics sent me a book called "Harry Potter". The author of this book is an older sister in her early thirties. It was her first book, and when she wrote it, it was in a small café in Edinburgh, Scotland, when she had just divorced and was boarding with her daughter at her sister's house. At that time, she was so poor that she could only write novels while doing odd jobs, and the paper on which she wrote novels was small sticky notes from the café. ”

Hearing this, Wen Xun opened his mouth, he had actually guessed what Lilac wanted to say, and he also knew that this kind of thing of finding words and stories to comfort people was actually quite torturous, so he smiled and said, "No publishing house is willing to publish my book, right?" ”

"Yes, you can't imagine that Sister Rowling was ...... at that time Huh? How do you know? Lilac originally thought that Wen Xun had been completely attracted by her story, and subconsciously wanted to continue telling the story, but only after saying half a sentence did she react to Wen Xun's words, and then she was directly surprised.

"Just look at your reaction." Wen Xun smiled and said, "It's okay, Teacher Ding, I can withstand it." If I had been so vulnerable, I wouldn't have survived all these years. ”

Although Wen Xun was smiling when he said this, Lilac didn't know how, she only felt that behind Wen Xun's smile, what was revealed was the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man, the kind of feeling that made a woman's heart move when the sea was difficult to turn into water and Wushan was not a cloud.

At this time, Lilac didn't know what was wrong, she only felt that two completely different feelings suddenly burst out of her heart - one was maternal pity, and the other was admiration. Seeing that Wen Xun is so young, but because of the family situation, she has been under great pressure early, and now she can even laugh, which makes her want to take good care of Wen Xun as a baby. At the same time, seeing Wen Xun, a middle-aged man who is calm and has experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain, made her feel a pure male charm......

"It's okay, Mr. Ding. If it doesn't work in one week, it's two weeks, and if it doesn't work in two weeks, it's ten weeks. This book is definitely a good book, and it will definitely not let the publisher lose money, I have this confidence. Wen Xun began to comfort Lilac at this time.

Lilac began to be surprised when she heard Wen Xun's words, she never thought that Wen Xun would have such confidence! Generally speaking, aren't children in mountain villages prone to lack of self-confidence? Isn't it easy to feel inferior? Wen Xun is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or is he really confident in his books? No, compared with Wen Xun's previous expression that had experienced vicissitudes, he should really be confident.

Facing such a confident Wen Xun, Lilac really felt shocked. She suddenly felt a little strange - generally this kind of self-confidence is not the same principle that parents often taught their children when they were children. But when you grow up to a certain age, no one will take this kind of great truth to heart, and no one will take this kind of great truth as the criterion of life! That's why there will be all kinds of retreats, so there will be all kinds of excuses! But Wen Xun, is this child naïve or mature? Do you still regard this kind of truth-like truth as a criterion for being a human being?

Of course, Lilac doesn't know where Wen Xun's self-confidence comes from - if she Lilac can "see" the sales and royalties of "Sha Seng Diary" in a dream like Wen Xun, then she will also have absolute self-confidence! But I have to say that the self-confidence shown by Wen Xun now definitely gave Lilac a big impact.

"If I insist on it like this, I have to trouble Teacher Ding to keep running back and forth, which is embarrassing......" Wen Xun was polite at this time, he really felt embarrassed. It stands to reason that this kind of thing should be run by himself, but who made him a student, just a student who went to school in the county town.

"What are these words! Scare! You Xiao Wenxun really treat Teacher Ding as an outsider? Lilac said to Wen Xun coldly at this time, for Lilac, who was full of pity and respect at this time, it was right and necessary to help and care for Wen Xun! Even at this time, she made up her mind, if there was really no publishing house willing to publish a book, then she Lilac would simply pay for it to "sponsor" the publishing house to publish it! You can even pay money to pretend to be a manuscript fee from the publishing house!

In Lilac's eyes, with such a bumpy background, such hard work, and such a mature Wen Xun, the future road can only be smooth. If there are any bumps, as long as she Lilac can do her best, she is willing to secretly help Wen Xun settle the ......

However, Wen Xun didn't know what Lilac was thinking at this time, if he knew, he would have to cry and laugh - our book will definitely make money in the future, okay, give some confidence?

After saying this, Lilac sent Wen Xun out of the school gate. After returning to the dormitory, Lilac clenched her fist and waved it fiercely in front of her chest, and said viciously: "The old lady will not be afraid of you, the old lady will definitely make Wen Xun the next Lu Xun!" ”

But after saying this, Lilac herself laughed. She originally wanted to cheer herself up, but she didn't know which tendon in her head was wrong, and she actually said such a funny thing, but it was quite smooth.

In fact, in the past few days, several publishing houses in the city have been touched. As soon as the editors of some publishing houses heard that it was a newcomer who had never published a book to submit their manuscripts, they directly found an excuse to pretend to be busy and hung the cloves in the reception room for two or three hours.

When encountering a slightly better editor, the other party at least flipped through Wen Xun's manuscript a little, and then pinched his index finger and thumb to count the money, suggesting that a "sponsorship" of several thousand yuan would publish Wen Xun's manuscript. As a rich girl, when has Lilac suffered this kind of anger in her life, when has she suffered such grievances. If it weren't for Wen Xun, she would have run back to the bedroom to shed tears, and then she wouldn't have submitted again.

Of course, now after cheering herself up, she Lilac also wants to challenge herself, challenge her limits, and be as innocent and confident as Wen Xun to the end! If 4 publishers can't do it, then 40! If 40 doesn't work, then 400! The British eldest sister Rowling was rejected twelve or three times with the help of a top literary agent, and then didn't Harry Potter be published? Didn't you become a rich man in the same way? Why can't we hear Xun? Why!

So, under the puzzled eyes of her colleagues, Lilac began to run to the city again and again when there was no class. After running more times, even the bus drivers on the road from Kaixian to the city know Lilac! It's okay to be rejected once, it's okay to be rejected five times, it's okay to be ten times! Come on, you bastards of publishing houses, Lilac Lady and Brother Wenwen are not afraid of you!

Just after the twenty-fifth submission, Lilac returned to the dormitory with the blood-red remnant sun. As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she collapsed directly on the bed, and covered her head in the quilt. She really felt physically and mentally exhausted, if it wasn't for Wen Xun, but for her own book, she would have given up a long time ago. Although I have cheered myself up before, the effect of cheering up cannot last for so long.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard a sound of music in her bedroom, which sounded both familiar and unfamiliar. "This music is very familiar! Hiss...... Sounds like ...... Like what? That's right, it's like the ringtone of your own phone! Hey, it's been a long time since I've heard my phone ring...... What the? Ringtones! Lilac suddenly realized something - the contact information she left for the publishing house was her mobile phone number!

"Could it be, could it be a call from the publishing house?" Lilac was simply surprised and scared at this time. She hoped that the publishing house called for Wen Xun's book, but she was also afraid that her family would call - wouldn't that kill the opportunity to give Wen Xun a book this time!

Lilac felt so nervous for the first time, as if she wanted to see if the child she gave birth to would have six fingers, she stretched out her bag with the word "prada" written on it tremblingly, slowly took out her mobile phone, and then glanced at the screen - it seemed to be the landline number in the Yuqing area?

She only felt that her heartbeat began to accelerate, and then she didn't dare to catch a breath to connect the phone, carefully put the phone next to her face, and asked the void with a similar kind of little girl who heard an abnormal noise in the middle of the night, "You, are you a ghost?" The same tone said, "Hey, hey? ”

"Hey, hey! Is it Miss Ding? This is Southwest Normal University Press, and you are the contact person for Mr. Wen Xun's book "Diary of a Sand Monk", right? Yes, yes, I am the editor who received you a few days ago, my name is Xiao Shou, have you been free with Mr. Wen recently? I'd like to talk to you two about "Diary of a Sand Monk......" said this voice on the phone.