"Hey, Mr. Tao? When will your manuscript be delivered? This issue of the magazine is about to be published. Who said I'm going out of business? ”

"Boss Tong, how can you tell the author that I am going to go out of business? Money is indispensable to you, and it will be given to you before the fifteenth. What? Tomorrow? Don't me anymore~~~"

"Amu, it's been a long time since I've been out to eat, and I'm not going to borrow money tonight."

Pei Wencong didn't eat at noon, so he began to contact the printing of the next issue of the magazine, but the situation was not optimistic.

Friends who used to meet well are now suddenly all different, ruthless and snobbish.

Authors who have been on a long-term contract have to change jobs, the printing house has to ask for arrears, and friends for many years have been hiding from anyone. can make Pei Wencong so anxious that he jumps to the fire.

It's like playing cards with someone, obviously touching a good set of cards, but only to have no money to call, and being forced to fold by the opponent to admit defeat.

Pei Wencong made several phone calls, but in the end nothing came to fruition.

I flipped through the address book back and forth twice, and the hand holding the phone finally put it down weakly.

Pei Wencong opened the window and wanted to take a breath, but after opening the curtains, the cramped exterior wall of the building ten meters away made his heart even more depressed.

There is a sinuous crack in the cement on the outer wall, like a big mouth, cracking and laughing at Pei Wencong.

Pei Wencong looked at the cement crack fixedly, and after a long time, he smiled miserably.

Once upon a time, Pei Wencong was also fantasizing that one day, he would open the window and there would be an invincible sea view outside.

He looked back with a beautiful wife and lovely children.

But after 30 years of hard work, in the end, it seems to have returned to the original point, as if it was back to the days when I was a child, huddled in that shack with my mother and sister, and had nothing.

Pei Wencong is very smart, and the fact that a child from a poor family can be admitted to HKU can prove that his IQ surpasses ordinary people.

For a moment, he thought that with his wisdom and hard work, he could also be the second in Li Chaoren.

But since graduating and stepping into the society, he realized that there is no longer such a wide upward channel on Hong Kong Island, and a group of big crocodiles have filled the small pond.

The fish in the pond are the nourishment of the big crocodile, and people can squeeze all the fish to death by moving their claws and flicking their tails.

A small shrimp like Pei Wencong either obediently gives nutrition to the predators, or goes to the bottom of the mud and slowly rots.

After working hard for several years, Pei Wencong was finally unwilling, staked the only house in the family, staked everything, and opened this magazine.

No matter how hard it is, he will break his teeth and swallow blood, so that his family can live a good life.

Now my sister is in a private high school, her academic performance is very good, and when my mother gets together with old friends, she will proudly say, "My family has a car and a building, and I am the boss." ”

But today

I never thought that the glamorous appearance he had always been strong on was so unrevealed.

So what else is there to hold onto?

It's a big deal to go bankrupt and sell it to predators for the rest of your life!

Pei Wencong exhaled a breath of suppressed turbidity, cheered up, and clenched his fists.

"Ah Qiang, Ah Qiang, you go and contact Brother Nan and sell my Corolla! Speak politely, don't let him underrate Ah Qiang, Ah Qiang too much."

Pei Wencong shouted several times in a row, but his editor and reporter Ah Qiang did not respond.

He couldn't help but walk over and break Cuong's arm to see if he was drawing the edged Fengyue caricature again.

There is indeed a market for this thing, but Ah Qiang's aesthetics are different from the public, and the fragrant picture he thinks is really spicy for Pei Wencong to look at.

However, this time, Cuong did not draw comics, but wrote hard.

"Didn't I ask Amin to translate the simplified characters? If you don't do the next issue of the magazine, what are you writing here? ”

Cuong came to his senses and blurted out, "I also want to write a history." ”

He turned his head excitedly and said to Pei Wencong: "I only know now that our ancestors are so powerful,

Not only can they defeat the Chrysanthemum Country at will, but they can also support the ghosts to work hard for us."

Ah Qiang said a lot crookedly, and the preface did not match the afterword, but he was very excited and sincere.

The beginning of "The Wind is Flying" is to describe a foreign legion under the Tang Dynasty Western Regions Protectorate - Xiliang Regiment, the leader of which is the Tang Li Tianlang, and in addition to the backbone of the subordinates, there are many obedient vassal "barbarians".

In addition, the opening chapter also casually describes the chrysanthemum country with the strength of the country, but it was defeated by an elite division of the Tang Dynasty.

Just a few thousand words of description are like making the image of a powerful empire leap onto the page.

“.”

Pei Wencong patiently listened to Ah Qiang's words before patting Ah Qiang's shoulder and said, "The current chrysanthemum is very powerful. Those people are not ghosts, they are the current union republics of Su Ge."

Ah Qiang said confidently: "If you win, you win. And the Su goose people are not ghosts? ”

Pei Wencong was speechless, he understood Ah Qiang's mood at the moment, because he had been so paranoid before.

It's been suppressed for too long, and the people at the bottom have been suppressed for too long.

Many people hate themselves for not being born with yellow hair.

But now Ah Qiang suddenly watched "The Wind Flying", but suddenly had a feeling of "it turns out that my ancestors have also been wide".

The difference between this "Flying in the Wind" and martial arts is that its protagonist is not actually a person, but a powerful, brutal, and proud empire.

A Tang Empire that dared to shake the powerful Great Food Empire at that time with the power of the Anxi Protectorate.

Ah Keung, who has seen all the world's powers on Hong Kong Island, why doesn't he love such a great ancestor?

Pei Wencong also had a similar feeling after reading it, but he valued the commercial value of this book more.

"Boss, no one has ever written this," Cuong said like a lottery player holding a lottery ticket in his hand, "I can write too, and when I become a writer like Jin Ni, I can too."

"You can write after work, and you will work for me when you get to work,"

Pei Wencong patted Ah Qiang's head and said, "Now hurry up and contact Brother Nan and sell the car to him, just say that I want to change the car, don't say wait for the money!" ”

Pei Wencong didn't extinguish Ah Qiang's enthusiasm, but he didn't allow him to go to work to fish.

He knows very well that history like this is indeed a new direction, and it can become popular in this place on Hong Kong Island, but this kind of writing is not easy to write, Ah Keung dropped out of junior high school, and there is too much historical knowledge, Ah Keung has never been exposed to it.

But even if he goes to high school and university, he may not be able to learn this historical knowledge, and Hong Kong Island may not have corresponding historical materials. Just be happy.

When Ah Qiang went out with his lips pouted, Pei Wencong personally arranged the layout of the next issue, "Shuofeng Feiyang" will undoubtedly be put on the front page, and the name of the writer will be written as a senior professor writer!

After doing all the trivial things, Pei Wencong was ready to do the most important thing.

He picked up the phone and asked the operator to connect to the long-distance distance of the mainland island city.

In 82, I made a phone call from Hong Kong Island to the mainland, and I don't know how many times I had to transfer and how much time I had to wait.

During the waiting time, Pei Wencong adjusted his emotions, so at the moment the phone was connected, he was no longer a frustrated person who was one step away from hitting the street, but a "big businessman" with deep pockets.

"Hello, I'm Treading Waves Literature Publishing House. I want to talk to you about the copyright of "The Wind Flying", of course, you can pay Hong Kong dollars, and you can also enjoy it in US dollars~~~"

。。。。。。。

Li Ye ran briskly on the path by the Weiming Lake, and when he passed by the martial arts club, he didn't forget to glance at He Dazhuang a few more times.

He Dazhuang's physical condition is good, and his practice these days seems to be considered hard work, not to mention how he practiced the moves, at least he has already practiced his oral kung fu.

"Hey~~Ha~~"

In his previous life, Li Ye watched a video of a young lady practicing Nanquan, it was really as imposing as a tiger and sonic boom, and now He Dazhuang seems to have a three-point appearance.

And when He Dazhuang saw Li Ye running over, he exhaled even more, and roared with a hiss of "heha", quite like a Tibetan mastiff that was about to pounce angrily.

Li Ye hurriedly hurried away, so as not to stimulate him and let him practice his qi.

Seeing Li Ye speeding up, He Dazhuang practiced more energetically, hehehaha.

。。。。。。

In his spare time, Li Ye was writing the manuscript quickly, and since the former Tianwen Leyu said that he wanted to earn the manuscript fee, Li Ye accelerated the progress and prepared for the follow-up important plan.

As for the other students, some are bored reading, and some are discussing problems lively.

When you go from high school to the world economics major at Beijing University, it is as if you suddenly understand the world outside the door and have some ignorant ideas about the general trend of the world.

For example, the just-concluded Falklands War, the Fifth Middle East War, and so on, are the hottest topics.

But today, almost all people are attracted by He Dazhuang.

"Let me tell you, I have visited a famous teacher this time, and Qiao Tiansheng of our society is the authentic descendant of Hu Jiannanquan

Once, when he came home from school, he encountered a senior student bullying a child, and one person knocked down eight of them with his bare hands."

"Oh~~"

There was an exclamation in the classroom, which alarmed Li Ye, who was concentrating on writing.

Li Ye didn't understand, why everyone is a college student and doesn't have the least ability to distinguish?

One to fight eight?

I'm going to have to take a stick, okay?

However, Li Ye thought about the previous life when he was twenty years old, and seemed to understand the reaction of his classmates around him.

Twenty-year-old children still have a strong admiration for force value, and boys fantasize that they can fight ten at a time, although it is basically impossible.

In the eighties, information was too closed, and this was also common.

For example, the famous Haizi, who was also addicted to qigong and kung fu, fantasized about one-punch man.

However, after Li Ye entered the society in his previous life, this fantasy became "winning the lottery" and "white Fumei".

“.”

It's the same with these students in the classroom, at most, in a few years, they will scoff at He Dazhuang's topic,

Because of their high intelligence, they will soon understand that in the face of power and wealth, force is worth not saying that it is a fart! But it's also a life-saving skill just in case.

"Li Ye, first brother."

Sun Xianjin quietly moved to Li Ye's side and touched Li Ye a little anxiously.

Li Ye stopped his pen and asked, "What's wrong, little brother?" ”

Sun Xianjin is the only student in the class who is younger than Li Ye, so Li Ye usually calls him "little brother", anyway, everyone in their Gada calls him so.

Sun Xianjin said nervously: "He Dazhuang worshiped Master, why aren't you in a hurry at all?" ”

Li Ye said strangely: "What am I anxious about?" What does it have to do with me when he worships the master? ”

Sun Xianjian's expression twisted, and he said, "Didn't you hear what he meant?" Is this going to be practiced to get revenge on you? ”

"Heh~~"

Li Ye smiled and didn't speak.

As far as the martial arts project is concerned, it is really hard work, not to mention two months, that is, three years and two years, without a master to pierce the window paper for you, and you may not be able to practice ugly.

If He Dazhuang practiced martial arts first, laid a good foundation and then changed to sanda, and sharpened his actual combat for a period of time, it would be a bit powerful.

After all, martial arts is a good means of physical training, and He Dazhuang's block is there again, and he can be regarded as a bit talented.

However, Shenzhou's Sanda project only began to be established in 79 years, and it was still in the stage of exploration and perfection, and He Dazhuang was unlikely to get a lot of opportunities for actual combat.

"My master said that I am very talented, and I will be able to enter the hall in another year at most."

He Dazhuang looked at Li Ye while being full of confidence, but Li Ye's indifference made him very uncomfortable.

He's been practicing for a few weeks, and he feels like he's learned a lot of martial arts skills, and it would be nice if Li Ye took the initiative to provoke him at this time.

"Bang~"

The door of the classroom opened, but it was not the teacher who came in, but the head teacher Mu Yunning.

Everyone looked at Mu Yunning, except for Li Ye, who was immersed in writing.

A word is a few cents! If I don't name him, he will ignore him, and no one will affect my earnings.

"Li Ye, prepare this afternoon and carry out your joining ceremony."

"What?"

"What?"

Mu Yunning's announcement surprised many people in the classroom.

Li Ye was stunned for a moment and guessed probably.

But no one else can guess.

For example, He Dazhuang and others, although Li Ye can also chat with many classmates in the class, his various performances are just a standard backward element!

The squad leader Zhen Rongrong is also quite strange, she is sorting out Li Ye's "merit information" these days, and plans to pass the sports meeting, so she will report Li Ye's "excellent performance" to the head teacher Mu Yunning, and recommend him to join the group as an introducer!

After Mu Yunning finished speaking, he walked to Li Ye's side and said with a cold face: "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you write an application for joining a group? ”

"Oh oh~"

Li Ye quickly put away the manuscript, took out a piece of stationery and began to write the regimental application.

The people around were stunned.

The joining ceremony will be held in the afternoon, and your application for joining the group has not yet been written!

Like words?

Li Ye brushed and wrote hundreds of words, and finished the application without pause in one breath, which made Mu Yunning very satisfied.

She thought that Li Ye had already written countless times in her heart, but in fact, Li Ye copied the application for joining the group in her previous life from the biological hard disk.

Mu Yunning took it and swept it, took Li Ye's pen casually, and signed his name.

"You still need an introducer to join the group, who do you choose?"

Li Ye turned his head to look at Sun Xianjian, who quickly nodded in agreement.

Sandwiched in the dormitory of the mathematics department, they can be regarded as the most powerful brothers in the class.

Zhen Rongrong, who was not far away, had a feeling of loss.

After solving the problem of the introducer, Mu Yunning went to arrange the cooperation of the class Youth League Committee, and when all the problems were solved, Mu Yunning noticed He Dazhuang's depressed face.

So she took out a report and handed it to Zhen Rongrong and others.

"Circulate it in the class, don't make too much noise."

Zhen Rongrong took it and looked at it, and immediately closed her mouth in surprise.

This is a "righteous and courageous" notice, which is clearly written, Li Ye and two righteous citizens, fearless in the face of the evil forces of 27 people, saved three citizens of the capital.

With this notice, you will meet the conditions for joining the regiment in the line of fire.

After Mu Yunning left, Zhen Rongrong and the others had not calmed down.

A classmate of the class committee couldn't help but say: "Then Li Ye and that Nanquan heir. Who's amazing? ”

Sun Xianjin immediately said: "Do you need to talk about this? Three nine twenty-seven, one person is divided into nine, one more than eight! ”

(End of chapter)