(Chapter 3 of the first alliance leader Li Jiabai Dingjia)

The sudden appearance of Huang Yiqing made Zhao Yan's family quiet, and their puzzled eyes all looked at Huang Yiqing, and Zhao Yan's parents and eldest sister looked back at Zhao Yan twice in confusion.

"Who are you? What to do with my son? ”

Zhao Dongrong asked the doubts in his heart, Huang Yiqing's appearance is too high! Spotless and elegant trousers, snow-white white shirt, a big back that ordinary people can never hold, and the black car behind him that is not cheap at a glance, no matter how you look at it, this person is not an ordinary person.

That faint elegance is not something that ordinary people can pretend to even if they want to.

"Teacher Huang? Are you looking for me? ”

Huang Yiqing didn't know Zhao Yan, but Zhao Yan recognized him at a glance, after all, there were only a handful of male teachers like Huang Yiqing in the entire third grade of high school, although Huang Yiqing had not taught Zhao Yan and their class, but Zhao Yan must have seen him more than once.

Seeing that Zhao Yan recognized him, the smile on the corner of Huang Yiqing's mouth became even worse.

"You are Zhao Yan?"

Zhao Yan nodded, he was also puzzled in his heart, I don't know what happened to Huang Yiqing coming to find him? Is it on behalf of the year group to inform yourself of something?

Huang Yiqing took a few steps forward and patted Zhao Yan's arm, Zhao Yan was too tall, Huang Yiqing originally wanted to pat Zhao Yan's shoulder.

"Not bad! Sure enough, a talent! ”

Huang Yiqing first praised Zhao Yan, and then turned back to Zhao Dongrong who was still confused and said with a smile: "The two are the parents of Zhao Yan's classmates, right?" Introduce yourself! Our Huang Yiqing! Xicheng No. 3 High School Third Grade Chinese Studies Teacher! This time, I came here to meet Zhao Yan! There's something I want to discuss with him! Please give me a moment, I don't know if it's okay? ”

"This ......"

Wu Yiping is usually very spicy in front of Zhao Dongrong, but at this time, she has no idea and looks at Zhao Dongrong subconsciously.

Zhao Dongrong listened to Huang Yiqing's self-introduction just now, and was a little restrained at this time, so he quickly stretched out his right hand carelessly and enthusiastically, and said, "Yes, yes!" Mr. Huang, if you have anything to say, please feel free to tell my son! Actually, my son did a at school yesterday, and we already know that I was beating him just now! Uh, this ...... Mr. Huang! Please raise your hand and don't fire my son! So that he can get a high school diploma......"

Don't look at Zhao Dongrong, who is usually not used to Zhao Yan, but Zhao Yan is his biological son in the end, at this time, for the sake of Zhao Yan's future, he still tried to intercede for his son in a low voice.

"Huh!"

Huang Yiqing chuckled, waved his hand and said, "Father Zhao Yan!" You are mistaken! I'm not Zhao Yan's homeroom teacher, and I'm not here on behalf of the school today, I came today to discuss with Zhao Yan his "Full Moon Scimitar"! ”

Speaking of this, Huang Yiqing's smiling face turned to Zhao Yan and said with a smile: "Classmate Zhao Yan! I've read the book "Full Moon Scimitar" you wrote, and it's very well written! Very clever artistic conception flow writing! It just so happens that I have a college classmate who works as an editor at the Inscription Book Society, and I have already let him read the manuscript, and he also likes the novel you wrote, and today I am here to talk to you about the publication of this book on his behalf! I don't know if you're interested? ”

Inscription Books?

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, he had heard of the name of the Ming Book Society, or he was very familiar with it!

Mingshu Publishing House is not a state-run publishing house, nor does it publish formal educational books and traditional works, so to speak! Many of the martial arts novels that Zhao Yan had read before were published by the Ming Book Society.

In short, Mingshu Publishing House is a publishing house specializing in publishing martial arts novels, which is very famous in the Yangtze River Basin, and it is also one of the largest martial arts novel publishing houses in the entire Ming Dynasty.

As far as Zhao Yan knows, this publishing house has been around for decades.

Zhao Dongrong, Wu Yiping, and Zhao Ru were also surprised, looking at each other in surprise, and looking at Zhao Yan and Huang Yiqing with a smile in disbelief.

Wu Yiping couldn't help it, and blurted out, "Hey! This one...... Mr. Huang! Do you mean that the novels written by my family Ah Yan can be published? ”

Huang Yiqing smiled and nodded his head, full of demeanor.

Wu Yiping: "But...... Ah Yan: His head teacher called yesterday and said that Ah Yan wrote ...... It's that yellow' novel! Isn't it a crime to publish pornography novels? ”

Zhao Dongrong: "That's right, Mr. Huang! Are you sure you're not mistaken? ”

Zhao Yan: "Dad! Mother! I'm writing martial arts novels! It's really not a yellow' novel! ”

Zhao Yan finally couldn't help but explain, he didn't want his parents to interrupt at this time, he wanted to quickly ask Huang Yiqing if what he just said was true, and how about the manuscript fee?

Young people are always very concerned about the first money they earn.

At this time, there were already several neighbors and passers-by in the vicinity who were watching the excitement, and Zhao Dongrong was angry and scolded to rush over to beat Zhao Yan, which had already attracted some neighbors and passers-by to watch, but now Huang Yiqing came and said something about publishing and martial arts novels in public, and there were even more onlookers.

A neighbor's aunt asked curiously: "Yiping! What are you talking about? What kind of novel is your Ah Yan going to publish? Yes, Yiping! ”

Another neighbor man also smiled and said, "Old Zhao! Why don't you invite the guests in for a cup of tea? What are you stupid about? ”

Zhao Dongrong: "Huh? Yeah! Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang! Come in! Come in! Let's go into the house and talk, let's talk about it! ”

Wu Yiping also turned back to the aunt and said, "Hehe! I don't know yet! I'll tell you in a moment, Aunt Wang! ”

turned around and hurriedly invited Huang Yiqing into the house.

……

There were still a few neighbors and passers-by watching the excitement outside the house, Huang Yiqing was warmly invited into the house by Zhao Yan's family, sat down at the greasy table with a smile, and did not serve the tea that Zhao Ru had just brewed, but took out a printed contract from the leather bag he brought with him and handed it to Zhao Yan, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yan!" It's a publishing contract! As long as you sign it and attach a copy of your father's or your mother's ID card, your copy of The Full Moon Scimitar will be published! ”

Zhao Yan took the contract and began to squint, Zhao Yan's parents and eldest sister Zhao Ru all curiously gathered behind Zhao Yan to look at it together, when they saw the place of remuneration, Zhao Yan asked with some disappointment: "Only 50 yuan for a thousand words?" So little? ”

There is only one copy of "Full Moon Scimitar" that Zhao Yan saw in his dream, and it is roughly estimated that it is only more than 100,000 or 200,000 words, according to the price of 50 words in this contract, the whole book has been published, and it is not much money.

It's too far from Zhao Yan's expectations!

At this rate of making money, when will he get rich?

Hearing this, Zhao Yan's parents and eldest sister also subconsciously looked at Huang Yiqing.

The smile on Huang Yiqing's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Classmate Zhao Yan! In the current market, newcomers who publish their works for the first time are all at this price! However, I have another good news for you, and I personally think that compared to the good news I am about to say, it doesn't matter how much I get paid for this "Full Moon Scimitar"! Would you like to hear it? ”

Wu Yiping: "What's the good news?" ”

Wu Yiping, who was aroused by curiosity, asked Zhao Yan one step ahead.

Huang Yiqing's smiling eyes also looked at Wu Yiping and Zhao Dongrong, and said with a smile: "As far as I know, Zhao Yan's academic performance has no hope of going to college!" Do you agree with that? ”

Wu Yiping and Zhao Dongrong nodded awkwardly.

The smile on the corner of Huang Yiqing's mouth became stronger: "The good news I want to tell you is that every year, as a teacher of Chinese culture, I have two guaranteed recommended places, if Zhao Yan agrees to sign this contract, I can give him one of my two guaranteed places this year!" Although it is not a top university, it is also a good university in Daming! ”

Zhao Dongrong, Wu Yiping, and Zhao Ru were all stunned.

Zhao Yan was also stunned, almost unable to believe his ears.

(Thanks to Zhang Qingxin, Shen Yuanzhi, and the declining troubadour for rewarding 10 starting coins, the lonely machine in the west, the first touch, and Jing K for rewarding 100 starting coins, you write me to see $1888 coins, and the handsome Wen Hao rewarded 3864 starting coins again to become the protector of this book!) ）