Geng Zhi watched Feng Bo go from being humble and polite to holding up the shelf, but he was annoyed but couldn't stop it.

He has been in the industry for three years, and he knows that many authors have tempers, and Feng Bo's attitude is likely to annoy the "seven-inch blade" and cause unpredictable consequences.

But when Feng Bo said, "You are really a high school student", Geng Zhi seemed to have been struck by lightning and was speechless in shock.

Many details in his mind were finally connected, making him understand why Feng Bo would rob his author, and why Sister Xu would see through it at a glance.

There is a saying in the industry - the editor makes the author, and the author makes the editor.

Thousands of horses are hard to find, and Bole is hard to find.

The birth of many great writers is accompanied by the birth of Zhu Bole.

Geng Zhi knows several gold medal editors who have the qualifications to "guide and promote" many outstanding writers.

When everyone was talking together, some editors would talk proudly: "When I met XXX back then, his writing was still very young, and I gave him confidence, guidance and help........ Achieved each other. ”

Listen, listen, I've mentored great writers! Didn't this position come up all at once?

This kind of low-key show-off is the desire of every little editor.

Every aspiring editor hopes to meet a young green dragon, and after careful training, they will work together to reach the green clouds along the way.

Feng Bo is undoubtedly ambitious, but his qualifications are too shallow, so he will really be an excellent author at this time....... Can he train it?

But for high school students, it's different!

When Geng Zhi received the manuscript of "Latent", the author's pen name was Seven Inch Blade, but the other party's contact address was Li Ye, a repeater class of Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School.

At that time, Geng Zhi subconsciously thought that this Li Ye was a teacher at the No. 2 Middle School.

But now he understands that if the other party is a teacher, he should not indicate the class.

But Geng Zhi didn't expect that no one else might realize that this seven-inch blade might be a student.

For example, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, such as Feng Bo, such as Sister Xu.

Adjusting a student with great potential and stepping on the student's shoulders to get on the top is a road to the clouds for nothing.

Feng Bo quickly took the pen and paper, and while asking the seven-inch blade on the other end of the phone, he recorded quickly.

"We have to verify some things now, your real name is Li Ye, right? How old are you? Is this "Latent" a work that you did alone........."

"There are still big problems with your novel, we need you to bring the full manuscript over, and after our guidance and strict revision, it can be published normally......"

On the other end of the line, he asked, "Excuse me, if your publisher wants to guide me in making changes to the manuscript, who will guide me?" ”

Feng Bo's eyes fluctuated, and he said in a soothing tone: "The society has decided to contact you for the time being, I am a graduate of XX University and have enough literary skills......."

“..........”

"How will I be paid?"

"Yours, classmate, why do you only think about the manuscript fee? Literature is noble and rigorous, and you still need to learn more......... Feed? Speak....... Hey........"

[Worthy of being a college student, admire, admire...... Messed up a good performance. 】

Geng Zhi looked at Feng Bo, who suddenly became impatient, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Listening to Feng Bo's precise and inquiring questions, it is obvious that the meticulousness of people's minds and the ingenuity of their strategies are far above his uprightness.

But you, a newcomer who has only been in the industry for a few days, why are you in such a hurry?

Don't look at those gold medal editors, those excellent authors in the hands of others are also guided by their best efforts.

You, Feng Bo, are not a well-known editor, and you still expect people to bow down?

Do you really think that if you think that other people's seven-inch blades are young, you can handle them yourself?

"Hello? Feed? Speak, Li Ye, are you still listening? ”

Feng Bo's tone was no longer calm, and he seemed to realize that he was exerting too much force, which might make the high school student opposite not very happy.

Li Ye is really not very happy.

Today he received a letter from the provincial capital, and went to the post office with great anticipation to make a phone call, expecting to receive a "warm and friendly" greeting, and then discuss the amount of the manuscript fee.

But after making a phone call, he felt that he was not facing an editor, but a boxing coach, who was facing a straight, swinging, and hooking output to himself, and he also wanted to charge his own personal training fee.

For a while, Li Ye had no interest in talking.

Li Ye coldly asked into the receiver of the phone, "I'm here, Editor Feng, right?" I have a question I'd like to confirm. ”

Feng Bo on the opposite side pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, our publishing house respects the author very much, and you can raise any problems." ”

Li Ye asked: "At the end of the submission, I indicated that if you are interested in publishing, you will send me a contact number, so why are you not sure whether my novel can be published?" ”

Feng Bo in the provincial capital was unhappy.

You're a high school student, what is this attitude? Don't know about modesty?

So he said very unkindly: "Classmate Li Ye, I think you should have misunderstood what we meant, the reason why we sent you a phone number back is to give you the opportunity to correct the publication, but did not say that it will be published." ”

Li Ye silently listened to Feng Bo's answer, and asked word by word: "You just need to tell me to publish it, or not to publish it." ”

Feng Bo also lost his temper and said loudly: "I have already said several times, your book must be further reviewed and revised by us, I hope you have a correct attitude......."

"Forget it! Please return my contribution to me. ”

"What did you say?"

"Smack~"

Li Ye directly detained the phone.

Within a few days, he encountered two requests for "guidance".

But this Feng Bo and Teacher Ke are completely different things.

When Mr. Ke made his request, he was tactful, subtle, and even a little ...... Menial.

Li Ye can't forget the ashamed look in Mr. Ke's eyes now.

After years of ups and downs, self-improvement and self-esteem may be the last precious things in Mr. Ke's heart.

And more importantly, after knowing that Li Ye was deliberately avoiding sensitive issues, Mr. Ke immediately gave up the idea of "guidance", and Li Ye took the initiative to send it in reverse.

Based on Li Ye's countless experience of reading people in his previous life, he can also foresee that Mr. Ke will definitely give himself enough compensation after receiving his help.

But now what about this Feng Bo?

You listen to that tone, you look at this shelf...... Who is your special brew PUA?

I'm in a hurry to beg you?

Want to step on my shoulders and become famous?

Roll the calves!

。。。

Li Ye hung up the phone happily, but Feng Bo in the provincial capital was dumbfounded.

He "hey, hey" into the phone receiver for a long time, only to realize that he "seems" to make things stiff.

It's like playing with stocks, watching the stocks in your hand go up, holding them, holding them, not selling, not selling........ The drop stopped.

I don't have to play.

The current phone does not have a caller ID function, and I don't know the number if I want to call back!

"Heh~"

Geng Zhishuang, who was still angry just now, stopped fighting, glanced at Feng Bo, who frowned into Sichuan characters, chuckled, and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, under the careful spread of Geng Zhi, Sister Xu and others, Feng Bo wanted to give the seven-inch blade guidance on writing, and the rumor of being called by the other party spread throughout the publishing house.

Then, Feng Bo was taken into the office by Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu and cared for him alone.

After coming out, Feng Bo adjusted his mood and dialed the phone number to Qingshui County again.

"Hello, is it Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School? I'm looking for Li Ye, who is repeating the first class...... Li Ye is not there?

Then please tell him that we have decided to publish his work, and ask him to come to the provincial capital immediately to negotiate with us about publication. ”

“..................”

The principal of Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School put down the phone, looked at Teacher Luo in front of him, and asked again: "Our school, just one Li Ye?" ”

Teacher Luo affirmed: "That's right, it's just one, and I've investigated, the kid has been ...... recently It's really mysterious, as if he was writing. ”

"It can't be like," Principal Chang waved his hand and said, "We must make things clear, if it is true, then there must be support,"

"Remember, everything is based on the child's wishes, and the conditions for convenience are fully ......."

"Okay, I get the headmaster."

。。。

Li Ye, who was angry, walked around outside, and as soon as he came back and entered the classroom, he was collectively noticed by fifty-one pairs of eyes.

A student at the door ran out of the classroom with his feet up and ran to Teacher Luo's office, and the report of "Li Ye is back" could be heard dozens of meters away.

Teacher Luo hurried over with vigorous steps, walked onto the podium, and gave a lecture with a spring breeze on his face.

"Li Ye, a student in our class, studied hard and devoted himself to creation........ It has reached a publishing intention with the provincial capital Dahe Publishing House......... Let us congratulate Li Ye. ”

Teacher Luo took the lead in applauding, and led a group of stunned students to applaud together.

And Li Dayong, who reacted, slapped all the red.

After a long time, Mr. Luo on the podium stopped the incessant applause, and then said to Li Ye: "Li Ye, how about you come up and say a few words to everyone?" ”

Li Ye's face was a little embarrassed, and he stood up and asked, "Mr. Luo, how do you know that Dahe Publishing House agrees to publish my novel?" ”

Teacher Luo said: "Just now, Dahe Publishing House called our school, and clearly agreed to publish your novel, so that you can go to the provincial capital with the full manuscript as soon as possible!" ”

“..........”

"It's a novel? My brother is a writer, my brother is a writer. ”

Li Dayong was really happy, and deliberately shouted at some people in the front row to show off.

But Li Ye smiled and said, "This...... Mr. Luo, a few hours ago, I had already rejected the publication intention of Dahe Press. ”

“..........”

Everyone was stunned, even Wen Leyu, who knew the inside story best, was stunned.