Last time, I wrote that Gu An was recommended to study at Bai Xiucai in the town, and the Gu family had disagreements again.

Everyone in the Gu family clearly realized that Gu An had a talent for reading. At the same time, they all know how much money Gu An will have to burn if he officially steps into the imperial examination. The Liu family in the same village can be regarded as a wealthy family, just because it provides a well-known and talented child to study, and has a good home, from occasionally eating white flour buns to tight clothes and eating chaff vegetables.

The Liu family didn't even confess a child, and several girls from the Liu family were also affected, and it was difficult to say goodbye. Why doesn't the Liu family wake up like this, who knows that the Gu family will not be the next Liu family?

And Gu An's second aunt's daughter is thirteen years old, which is a good age to say kiss, if everyone in ten miles and eight villages knows that the Gu family is a scholar, how should Sanniang say kiss?

Therefore, the reaction of the second aunt of the Gu family was particularly fierce, she said: "The mud legs can't provide the golden phoenix, and people have to accept their fate." ”

Gu An understood the second uncle, so he issued a military order, saying that if he was given three years, he would definitely read a famous hall, and the third sister would only be sixteen at that time, which was a good year. If he doesn't win, he will stop studying and go to the town to be an accountant to repay the kindness of his elders.

In this way, under Gu An's gambling curse, the second aunt who reacted the most fiercely also hesitated, although she was shaving food in the ground, but what if she could provide one that flew on the branches? If Gu An reads it, the family affairs that her Sanniang said can also be taken to the next level.

Gu An's reading crisis was briefly resolved, and he was successfully accepted by Bai Xiucai, a new starting point and a new journey.

In the past three years, Gu An has worked hard and worked hard, although he ranks last, he has finally become famous. didn't let Gu Sanniang waste it in vain.

Jiang Ling wrote this, stopped writing, she felt that the protagonist in the pen seemed to be too smooth, as if all the difficulties would be solved. Her life has not been so smooth, how can her protagonist be more lucky than her.

You can't be too arrogant, you have to give him a little tribulation.

At this moment, the vial knocked on the door: "Miss, Editor Zhou is here." ”

"Please come in." Jiang Ling put away his pen and ink. Well, it's not that she doesn't want to write, it's that there is a visitor.

"Qianli, I came to ask about the manuscript......" Zhou Zhou went straight to the topic, he came to urge the draft.

"Jichuan, drink tea first, I must be very tired after walking for so long." Jiang Ling interrupted. She brought a cup of tea herself.

"Ah, thank you." Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand to take the teacup, he really felt a little thirsty. As soon as he touched it, he knew that this hot temperature was not worthy of drinking this cup of tea after all.

Zhou Zhou put down the teacup, and then continued to urge: "The response from Qingyun Road is very good, we have to strike while the iron is hot, can we hand it in twice in the second half of the month?" ”

"Ah, this ......" Jiang Ling looked left and right, but she didn't look at Zhou Zhou, she didn't even finish the second time, "The content of the first time should be enough, and I think it, I can't keep dominating the front page, I have to give other colleagues a chance." ”

Zhou Zhou has been in the industry for more than ten years, and he knew that Jiang Ling had not finished writing at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, how can talented authors love to delay manuscripts so much! However, Jiang Ling's family conditions are acceptable, and the most effective method of money incentive cannot be used. In this case, we have to talk about life, ideals, and friendship.

"The second time, how much did Chisato write?" Zhou Zhou felt that he needed to grasp Jiang Ling's progress first, and then decide the frequency of door-to-door drafting.

"It's coming, it's coming." Jiang Ling said humbly.

"How much is it fast?" Zhou Zhou pressed forward step by step.

"It's still close to the end." Jiang Ling's thumb and index finger were infinitely close, but there was a little gap.

Zhou Zhou saw through Jiang Ling's trick at a glance, an author who owes a lot of manuscripts is completely different from an author who has completed the delivery task or almost completed the delivery task.

"Don't blur the concept, is it a little bit, or a billion points?" Zhou Zhou also learned from Jiang Ling, and the distance between his thumb and index finger continued to expand.

"Just a little bit. Jichuan, don't worry, the Jiang family is thousands of miles away, and they will definitely deliver the manuscript on time, but they have encountered a little difficulty at present. Jiang Ling swore and said, she almost patted her chest and promised.

"If there is any difficulty, as your editor, and at the same time as your friend, I have a responsibility to help you." Zhou Zhoucai doesn't believe the author's nonsense, they will only say rhetoric to the editor, but they don't move.

"Thank you Jichuan for your kindness, the author's matter can only be understood, and in the end, the author has to solve it himself." Jiang Ling refused.

"Jichuan, don't worry, we need to take a long-term view, it is precisely because Qingyun Road has won the public's love that we can't fool readers, high-quality, we have to ensure high-quality products every time, understand?" Jiang Ling drew a big circle.

Zhou Zhou didn't eat the cake painted by Jiang Ling, he said indifferently: "Take out the manuscript, I'll take a look." ”

"The novel still has to be read again and again, and it's still a half-finished product, so it's not easy to see." Jiang Ling declined.

"Take it out, I'm your editor, just proofread it for you." Zhou Zhou stretched out his right hand.

"Okay." Jiang Ling saw that he really couldn't shirk it, so he had to take out the semi-finished products that were originally put away.

Zhou Zhou only felt that his blood pressure spiked after seeing Jiang Ling's manuscript, if he remembered correctly, it seemed that this was the last time he came. Jiang Ling hasn't written at all these days, has he?

Jiang Ling squirmed and explained, "Although its content has not changed much, it has become more ...... Anyway, I've done it, and you see, I wrote these two today. ”

Jiang Ling pulled out the two sheets that were obviously updated in ink and put them on top with a proud expression.

"You're still proud?" Zhou Zhou's voice soared.

Jiang Ling looked at Zhou Zhou's darkening face, and gradually put away his proud little expression.

"I swear, the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will definitely deliver the manuscript." Jiang Ling swore an oath.

In the face of Jiang Ling's convincing words, Zhou Zhou chose to believe her once.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is not like the other authors under him. has just been run-in, Jiang Ling's reputation has not gone bankrupt, and Zhou Zhou has not yet found a suitable way to urge the draft.

"The day after tomorrow at the latest?" Zhou Zhou asked.

"Delivered!" Jiang Ling replied.

Zhou Zhou's main purpose was to urge the draft, and since he had received Jiang Ling's promise, he also planned to leave.

"Jichuan, go slowly!" Jiang Ling's words were full of joy.

"The November manuscript should also be prepared early, so don't delay any longer. It's all the progress you want to complete, and it's okay to delay it for a while, but can you keep putting it off? Zhou Zhou's expression was very dangerous, as if Jiang Ling was going to let her see the means that belonged to his years of experience as an editor.

"Be sure to deliver on time, next time!" Jiang Ling sent Zhou Zhou away, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning her head, she said to the vial: "Next time, if Jichuan comes to urge the manuscript again, say that I am not there!" ”