After coming down from the podium, Ye Li felt that his heart seemed to be still burning, and his blood was still boiling.

At this moment, he has an unprecedented pride. In his previous life, he was submissive, even when he was oppressed by his boss, he stammered when he spoke, did not reach the meaning of his words, and did not dare to express his thoughts, but now, in this life, he did it when he was only fourteen years old!

"Sure enough, the concept of those speeches that my father said is not wrong, this feeling is really good......" Ye Li's memory somewhat revived some of the skills that his father had taught him before, and just now he was in a hurry, he temporarily showed those skills.

Thinking of this, his eyes became brighter as he looked around.

It's completely different from the mentality before coming to power.

"But if my temporary ability is more haode, it will be more renderable."

Thinking of the scene before going on stage, Ye Li was still a little dissatisfied, and felt that he still needed more tempering.

At this time, when he walked into the classroom, he found that the atmosphere of the scene around him was different from before, and what he encountered was no longer malicious or indifferent.

There was more or less kindness in the eyes of his classmates, which made him feel a trace of warmth.

And the classmates in front of and behind the seats gradually became familiar with him.

In the small talk, they showed appreciative eyes and praised Ye Li's performance for being quite outstanding.

"In the future, the host of our class's activities will be you." One of the girls said with a smile.

"I'm catching ducks on the shelves in the morning, how dare I come again......" Ye Li hurriedly shook his head and refused, he didn't want to be in the limelight again, after all, the important thing for him now is to settle down, and the time to read books can be squeezed out a little bit.

"It's modest......" The girl's heart was filled with a strange feeling, feeling that Ye Li was not the same as on the stage, she seemed a little introverted, and it was easier for people to want to tease him......

"Aha? What am I thinking? The girl's face flushed.

At this moment, the bell for class rang.

Ye Li suddenly noticed that as the bell rang, a light purple light suddenly floated into the classroom, like a purple cloud, and suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

After everyone watched the light come in, their eyes showed a hint of intoxication for a while.

It was a beautiful woman, with a light purple dress on her body, which set off her snow-white skin, which made people feel a touch of wonder and mystery.

It's just that her gaze is a little focused, and she completely ignores her surroundings and just sits in her own place.

At this moment, Ye Li was completely stunned.

Is this a classmate of your own?

However, the girl in lilac in front of her, weishenme and the girl who played the guzheng are so similar in appearance?

With just one thought, Ye Li felt his heart pounding.

At this moment, he was suddenly deeply happy that he could enter this school and enter this class.

"Is this a dream come true?" Ye Li was a little stupid.

He immediately returned to normal, but although no one around him noticed his abnormality, he still felt like his face was burning. And there was a hint of trembling in his eyes when he occasionally looked at the girl.

At the same time, Zheng Zhen in the Pacific Building, the morning newspaper reporter who wrote the first report about Ye Li, was anxious at the moment and had a headache.

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Zheng Zhen didn't expect that such a difficult task would be handed over to him in such a hurry.

Because he is doing better and better in reporting, the newspaper attaches great importance to him, and the morning newspaper is also on the rise, but there is a major problem in the literary supplement of the morning newspaper, and the three editors who were originally in charge of the literary supplement were dug up by the evening newspaper at the same time.

The literary supplement of the morning newspaper was suddenly in a state of stagnation.

In an instant, the editor-in-chief of the morning newspaper was furious, and at the meeting he angrily said: "This is a despicable method of the evening newspaper! When we are thriving, deliberately make things difficult for us! ”

In this shijie, news such as the first edition is important, but because of the emphasis on literature, the role of literary supplements is second only to the first edition, and it is positioned as the taste of newspapers like reviews.

The editors who can do literary supplements are all very senior, and even authors who have the strength to open columns.

In Zuihou at the conference, the editor-in-chief who had finished his thunderous anger directly named him in front of the cowering crowd: "Zheng Zhen, you will be in charge of the literary supplement of the morning newspaper for the time being, and you don't want to pull down the task of interviewing, you do things, I don't worry." Then the editor-in-chief took over the conference while Zheng Zhen was dumbfounded.

Zheng Zhen was stunned for a while, what is "you do things, I can rest assured", if I put your money in my pocket, are you still at ease? You're not my wife!

He doesn't have that much time, and the most important thing is that he has never had experience in running a literary supplement!

There is no longer a source for the literary supplement, and it can only last for another day or two, where does he start?

So after he hurriedly finished the interview that day, he began to fall into a more anxious state from noon.

Until the evening, he frantically contacted the author he knew, all disappointed. These authors are not available for the time being, or the manuscripts that rushed out in time are also miserable, which makes Zheng Zhen, who stayed up late, almost gray most of his hair.

"What to do? It's too late......" Just when Zheng Zhen was anxious, the mobile phone rang.

"Could it be that the authors are free?" He was refreshed.

It's just that when he saw that the caller ID said "Ling Mingxiao", he couldn't help but show a disappointed expression, but he still picked it up immediately: "Old Ling? …… What the! ”

After hearing Ling Mingxiao's words on the phone, Zheng Zhen suddenly jumped up: "You said that you have suitable materials that can be published in the literary supplement, let me transfer it to the editor of the literary supplement?" ”

He said almost in a trembling voice, "Give it to me quickly!" Recently, I've been in charge of the literary supplement, and I'm short of manuscript sources! ”

Then he opened his mailbox and quickly saw a video of the scene sent by Ling Mingxiao.

"Huh? How is it video? Zheng Zhen was stunned.

And then, when he saw that the young man named Ye Li was on the stage, Zheng Zhen's brows furrowed even more.

"This Lao Ling won't give the wrong information, right? This seems to be Ye Li's rostrum? What does this have to do with literary supplements? ”

Zheng Zhen was full of doubts.

He watched it slowly, and then he saw that in the video, when Ye Li told a joke about the daughter rejecting her father on the podium, he had a stronger doubt in his heart: "What does this have to do with the literary supplement?" ”

Then he saw the difference between Ye Li's English of "stealing sheep" and "saint", he still shook his head, and said in his heart: "This story is good, but it is not atmospheric enough, and it is too far from the current life era." ”

He sentenced the video to death.

You must know that this is a prestigious morning newspaper in the capital, with more than 100,000 copies sold every day, and Ye Li's speech may be barely a school magazine, but as a literary supplement of the morning newspaper, it is definitely not good!

The morning newspaper is not aimed at the student body.

"Even Ye Li, who can write a lesson of deep emotions, is average in his speech, and there is no inflammatory ......" Zheng Zhen muttered to himself, and was about to close the video.

It's just that at this moment, he suddenly heard Ye Li talking below, and said, "Sophia? Phil" to the name.

"It's the amazing star?"

Zheng Zhen was stunned, you must know that he likes this star the most, and her story can be said to be quite inspirational.

Out of personal interest, he couldn't help but listen.

And at this moment, when he listened to all of Ye Li's speeches, he suddenly jumped up.

"This!"

"This is a qualified manuscript!"

"I actually underestimated this young man, but fortunately I listened to it!" Thinking of this, Zheng Zhen was a little lucky.

He couldn't help but call Ling Mingxiao: "Old Ling, you have helped a lot!" ”

"How? Ye Li's article is still qualified, right? This is a teacher I know well with in the morning, and I recorded it and passed it to me. Ling Mingxiao's voice was full of heartiness.

"Mm-hmm, yes! Do you know Ye Li's contact information? Zheng Zhen asked.

"Well, I asked the teacher for a high school, Ye Li just filled in his mobile phone number when he entered the school, you can contact him at any time."

"Good! I'll invite you to drink when I turn around! Zheng Zhen wrote down Ye Li's mobile phone number and immediately dialed it, but there was a prompt on the other end of the phone to turn it off.

"It's turned off?"

Zheng Zhen was depressed for a moment, inadvertently saw the time, and found that it was already twelve o'clock in the night, thinking that Ye Li was already asleep, it seems that he has to go to school tomorrow to find Ye Li, you must know that in school, Ye Li is not easy to open his mobile phone.

He looked at the sentences excerpted from Ye Li's speech, his mind became extremely clear, and he became more and more combative, and then he began to constantly polish it to make it more suitable for the style of the literary supplement.

I believe that the morning newspaper of the day after tomorrow will definitely shine, and those who want to watch the lively evening newspaper will be dumbfounded, and those who are poached by the evening newspaper will definitely regret it!

But when he thought of this, Zheng Zhen's eyes showed a trace of doubt: "This one is enough, but what about the others?" If there is no fixed source, the literary supplement will still not be able to run......"

At this moment, a crazy thought suddenly occurred in his mind.

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PS: xiexie whose other half tips.

At present, it is a foreshadowing plot.,It's a little slow to write.,But I'm trying to make the plot very exquisite.,But the collection and recommendation are still increasing so slowly.,Xue Nan asks for a collection recommendation~~~.