In this era, on the mainstream section of major youth literature magazines.

Most of the novels are still biased towards comedy endings, and some tragedies that occasionally come out are forced to transform due to poor sales.

There is only one book, "Sword Fairy", which can still maintain a certain amount of popularity under the premise of being humorous and amusing in the early stage.

It's just that most readers come back to their senses at the end, but they have a feeling that they have been tricked.

What the hell?

Li Wei rubbed his aching head.

Qi Shanhe had already hurriedly walked in.

"Li Wei! Li! ”

"Editor-in-Chief Qi, I'm here."

Qi Shanhe answered, then pulled out a chair and sat down, his face was unusually strange.

"The boss is looking for me this morning."

"What's so strange looking for you? Doesn't Mr. Lin rely on you very much? ”

"He came to me and asked a lot about kittens...... That is, Su Nan's business. ”

Li Wei was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What does he want to do?" ”

"What do you mean by what you want to do, thinking that everyone is as dirty as you?" Qi Shanhe knocked on the table angrily: "Do you remember what Mr. Lin said about the idolization of writers?" ”

"Yes." Li Wei smiled: "This is to push the kitten teacher?" ”

"Mr. Lin has this meaning...... I'm asking for my opinion. ”

"What about your opinion?"

"My opinion is that if it does not affect the kitten teacher's studies...... Everything is easy to say. ”

"Academic ......" Li Wei pondered for a while before he slowly spoke: "If I didn't say that, I really can't remember the real age of this kitten teacher." ”

"Indeed, Mr. Lin was also surprised." Qi Shanhe also shook his head helplessly.

"Then what did Mr. Lin say?" Li Wei was a little curious for a while.

Mr. Lin said......" Qi Shanhe paused deliberately and sold a pass: "Are you TM teasing me?" ”

"Huh?" Li Wei was slightly stunned, as if he felt that he had heard it wrong.

Qi Shanhe knew this junior who he brought up very well, "You heard it right...... What Mr. Lin said is, are you TM teasing me? ”

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"Teacher Liang, Teacher Liang, Teacher Liang Nuochen!"

The boy next to him couldn't help but raise his voice and called back Liang Nuochen, who was still distracted.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Chuntong frowned, faintly displeased.

Liang Nuochen put away the original manuscript of "Cup Peep Man" behind him, still a little dazed.

This is what she called her friend in the magazine "Sprouts" to copy and send it to her, although it is very fair, but the handwriting is beautiful, and there is a childish text between the lines, it is hard to believe that a person who can write such a beautiful text can write such a delicate article, and his article will be so sophisticated and solid.

Reading is just a sentence.

What I think of is human nature, especially the inferiority of China's nation. Mr. Lu did not exhaust it. I have my opinion.

The topic of this sentence is a bit wide, and the furrow in this chest is really incomprehensible.

The whole article goes deep into the essence in an extremely tricky manner, and refers to some world events as a ball of paper thrown into water. It slowly sinks as the water waves erodes until it sinks to the bottom of the glass.

Interlocking, sharp and unique.

Liang Nuochen admits that he can't write such an article.

"Teacher Liang? Can you give me a good review of my article? Wang Chuntong was left to the side for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment.

As the first place in the total score of liberal arts at the end of the first semester of the third middle school, and he won the third prize in the new concept competition in his composition, he has long had some fame among his classmates, so he can't help but have some contempt for this young female teacher who has been teaching him.

The three middle school students are proud, and each has its own pride.

Because of his grades, he has always been praised as the pearl in the palm of his hand by the head teacher of the first class, and after winning the award for the new concept essay, this pride has been ignited to the peak.

Liang Nuochen smiled dumbly.

If there is no horizontal comparison, Wang Chuntong's new article can indeed be said to be splendid, the words are gorgeous, and some of the embossed words that I don't know where to burn are exquisite, and there is a bit of a fresh taste.

But after reading "The Cup", this article is a bit boring no matter how you look at it, so empty that only those impetuous words remain, which makes people not have the slightest interest in reading it.

There's no depth.

Liang Nuochen sighed.

Wang Chuntong was a little unhappy, and when he saw these actions, he naturally thought of some bad comments.

"Teacher, do you think there is anything wrong with my article?" Wang Chuntong couldn't help but raise the volume to express his dissatisfaction.

"Well, it's a little bit." Liang Nuochen picked up the text of the composition and flipped to the page casually: "The description of this place is a bit too much, and the length is too long, I think it can be shortened." ”

Liang Nuochen didn't say half a sentence, but the words were too much, and this kind of description was really a bit too much to buy the pen, but it seemed a bit far-fetched.

"Really?" Wang Chuntong took it, but he was a little unconvinced.

The words in this place are the place where he cares the most, and when he looks back at it, he doesn't feel that there is anything inappropriate, but that it is beautiful.

Maybe it's just that this female teacher can't understand it.

He slandered.

But he didn't say it.

Liang Nuochen took out a beautifully packaged magazine from his bag and handed it over.

"What is this?" Wang Chuntong was a little surprised.

"Qiyao's Magazine." Liang Nuochen said softly: "This magazine mainly promotes a novel called "The Bitter Life of Sword Immortal Civil Servants", well, I think you can go and read it." The text of the novel in the book is very concise, but it can express the artistic conception of the book very well, I think you can learn it. ”

As a teacher, this is already her most subtle point.

Wang Chuntong is not a bad student, but he seems to be a little deviated in his writing, excessive pursuit of the gorgeousness under the writing, and some words are used too much, which really gives people a feeling of being disease-free, which is not appropriate.

Wang Chuntong snorted in response, obviously not taking this passage seriously.

"I think you should refrain from it." Liang Nuochen still decided to persuade him.

"If it's okay, I guess I'll go first? Mr. Liang? Wang Chuntong stood up, literati have been light since ancient times, and Wang Chuntong at this time did not regard Liang Nuochen as a teacher, he took this article today, "Gu Cao", I want to be selected in the recent National High School Student Essay Competition, and I think I have written a good work.

And here in Liang Nuochen, he didn't get any good evaluation.

"This kind of female teacher who only reads romance magazines doesn't have much ink." Wang Chun secretly laughed with shame and walked out of the classroom.