The next day, when he handed the handwritten golden plum to Lao Hei with the dark circles under his eyes, Lao Hei only took a general look and was stunned, staring at the manuscript with straight eyes.

Wang Daolin didn't bother him, just reminded him not to forget the matter of the publishing house and walked out of the old black bookstore.

As a well-known realist masterpiece in his previous life, few people know that it made an indispensable exploration and preparation for the appearance of the Dream of Red Mansions later, but because of the more obscene words in the book, its literary value was erased by some people who took it out of context, and it was once listed as a banned book.

As a result, when many people think of the golden plum, the first impression in their minds is - yellow book, dirty, crooked and heretical.

But the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, although there are many people who criticize it, but there are more people who praise it!

What has been romanticized and abstracted in some literary and artistic works, the original author just wants to restore it all, and for those things that are full of idealism, there is a kind of mischievous cynicism, similar to I just want to debunk your childishness.

Wang Daolin has read many books, classical novels, online novels, etc., he has read all kinds of books, but none of them have brought him as much inspiration as Jin Zhumei.

He prefers to think about what kind of person the author is, to think about life, society, and the universe through a book.

As he once suspected, maybe he was just a character in a poor sour novelist's book, and the poor sour novelist who portrayed him might just be a character in a book.

But in any case, reality is always cruel, and the real role of books should be to make people have the desire and courage to struggle in reality, not just the "grand view garden" of those who are frustrated in reality.

If reading a book is just to escape from reality, if you just read a book to obscene "if I am the protagonist", then you can sleep, at least the dream is more real.

In any case, Jin Zhumei will definitely be able to stand at the top of the pyramid in this world where there is a serious lack of entertainment, and this has been convinced since he understood the cultural background of this world.

Out of Huafang Alley, looking at the crowds coming and going on the spacious road, Wang Daolin breathed a long sigh of relief and let the soft sunlight blow his face.

He saw the children holding the hands of adults and jumping up and down, showing the innocence of childhood, and then thinking about himself, he couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, he can do nothing, and it is not bad to be a child in peace, because at least for now, he does not need to run for life, does not need to worry about food, is free of illness and pain, and of course does not have to go through those headache-inducing intrigues.

But those are going to be experienced sooner or later, he has to step into the society sooner or later, now he can take the initiative to choose, plan his life in advance, and when he really steps into the society, it may not be his turn to choose.

It's just a precaution.

If nothing else, as long as Lao Hei can help him connect with the publishing house, then he should be able to take the first step on his literary path.

But presumably Lao Hei didn't contact the publishing house so quickly, and he didn't have a mobile phone now, and Lao Hei couldn't contact him if he wanted to, so he had to wait until next week to come to Lao Hei to see how he contacted the publishing house.

Weekends are rare days for him as a sports school student to have a good rest, so time always flies.

When he returned to school again, he could feel a noticeable difference in the way the other people looked at him as the news of the previous physical test had spread.

Who is Song Rui? The best of the first graders in a team also belong to the people of the year in school, so what about the people who step on the heads of the people?

Spotlight.

In the past, he belonged to the kind of person who would not even bubble up when he was put into the sea of people, but now he is undoubtedly the focus of other people's attention, and naturally he will inevitably be pointed at and discussed by others.

But than praising him, there are more people who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

"Look, that guy is Wang Daolin."

"It doesn't look amazing, Song Rui actually lost to this kind of guy."

"It's just five short and three inches, look at what's wrong, Song Rui has fallen."

There were many similar remarks, but they were all selectively ignored by him, but he could ignore them, and no one else could.

I saw that those who were still talking about the wind and cold suddenly closed their mouths one by one, and their eyes were fixed on him.

Wang Daolin looked back, it turned out that Song Rui didn't know when he had walked behind him, and his face was gloomy, no wonder those people didn't dare to speak.

After all, Song Rui's temper is famous.

"Which one of the cheap-mouthed people was talking nonsense over there just now, and stood up for himself." Song Rui and his gaze only met briefly and then staggered, looking coldly at those who were still talking about it before.

At this time, no one dared to touch Song Rui's brows, and they all kept silent.

Silent.

And the few people who were the most sour before didn't even dare to breathe at the moment, and Song Rui's deterrent power can be seen.

It's a pity that they don't speak doesn't mean that Song Rui can let them go, seeing that no one answered his words, Song Rui directly pointed with one hand and pointed to one of the people who spoke before.

"Come here." Song Rui's eyes stared directly at the man, and there was no fluctuation in his tone, but as long as he was not stupid, he could feel the anger emanating from him.

The man looked at Song Rui opposite each other, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down directly, looked left and right, and saw that the people around him were very tacitly separated from him.

There is no doubt that Song Rui is going to make an example of the chicken, but how can the he be picked on his head!

Helpless!

While the man was thinking about what to do to save his face and not be beaten, Song Rui let out another yell, which directly made him collapse on the ground: "I said your mother is deaf, right!" Lao Tzu told you to get out! Pass! Come! ”

"Brother Rui Rui Rui...... I was wrong, I was just angry that Wang Daolin took the position of the boss of your first team, I ......"

The man only felt that his legs were like lead, and he couldn't take a step at all, so far he tried to calm Song Rui's anger through words, but Song Rui's next words directly made his face instantly lose blood.

"But come on, okay, I'll go." Song Rui suddenly said with a smile.

Although Song Rui was smiling, those who knew Song Rui's character knew that Song Rui at this time had endured to the limit and was on the verge of breaking out.

Song Rui who laughed...... More terrifying!

Just when that person thought he was dead, a person who surprised him, and even everyone, grabbed Song Rui.

"Alright, forget it." Wang Daolin grabbed Song Rui's arm and said.