Not mentioning whether Jiang Yulou was intentional or unintentional, in Tang Yuewen's heart, it was a hint.

The heroine of the novel is called Wenwen, isn't the male protagonist him?

In the story, the female protagonist of the novel goes from guarding, distrust, to trust, to lovesickness, isn't it the same as her current mood?

After the protagonist of the novel meets the person he likes, he does not take the initiative to pursue it, but just waits passively, and it seems that he has not waited for anything, is it also hinting that he should take the initiative?

Tang Yuewen's heart was happy and melancholy, happy that he had himself in his heart, and melancholy was that he didn't know what to do.

After Jiang Yulou finished telling the synopsis of the story, he saw the girl in a daze. Although the stupid appearance is very cute, but now is not the time to be in a daze, you should still write the novel first, and you can't delay the competition held in the provincial capital.

"Yuewen, are you listening carefully?" Jiang Yulou couldn't help but knock her head with his hand.

"Ahh After Tang Yuewen was knocked on the head by him, she woke up from her spiritual world: "I'm listening, I've heard everything." ”

She rubbed her head, feeling a little aggrieved, but a little embarrassed.

Obviously, Jiang Yulou was seriously explaining how to write for her, which gave her inspiration, but she was thinking about what she didn't have.

It's so undeserved.

She secretly said in her heart: "Tang Yuewen, when are you coming now, your eyebrows are already burning." It's rare that Jiang Yulou took time out of his own time to tutor you in writing for you, shouldn't he cheer up? Even if...... Even if you have an idea in your heart, you should wait until the novel is finished and you go to the provincial capital with him to participate in the competition after being selected! ”

Thinking of this, Tang Yuewen finally cheered up and discussed with Jiang Yulou how to describe a female intellectually who has fantasies about love.

Jiang Yulou also unreservedly told her his views on such novels.

He said everything he had to say, and if she couldn't write it, it meant that she didn't have the talent, so she didn't have to force herself to do what she wasn't good at.

The next day, after the first class, Jiang Yulou and Tang Yuewen studied literature again.

When the two were chatting, the head teacher, Mr. Gao, found him.

Mr. Gao is an old gentleman in his fifties, who wears glasses and is serious. But today, he seems to have changed.

I saw Mr. Gao come over and ask amiably, "Classmate Jiang Yulou, I heard that you are writing a novel?" ”

"That's right." After answering, Jiang Yulou asked suspiciously, "Teacher Gao, how do you know?" ”

Teacher Gao humorously said: "The class is about to spread all over the class, and I, who is the head teacher, am afraid that I am the last one to know." ”

He continued: "The students who have read it have a high opinion of the novel you wrote. ”

"Haha, it's just writing and playing." Jiang Yulou scratched his head.

"Still modest, "Contemporary" has written back to you." Mr. Gao took out an envelope, looked at him with admiration, and said, "I still want to help you contact the publication of the novel, and you have already submitted it." ”

"Got back so soon?" Tang Yuewen used to think that the efficiency of "Contemporary" was slow, but now she felt that it was too fast, and her heartbeat began to accelerate, "Teacher Gao, is this the choice?" ”

"I don't know yet, but it may be ......" Mr. Gao didn't have a good time saying the word rejection, he waved the envelope again, "If you want to know, you can only know when you open the letter." ”

He also hopes that this article will be published in Contemporary.

It's not just because Jiang Yulou is his student, the works written by the students are published in literary magazines, and his face is bright.

More importantly, he regarded the publication of Jiang Yulou's novel as a medium for propaganda against Shaanxi and Yangping County.

Teacher Gao patted him on the shoulder and stuffed the envelope over, "Student Jiang, hurry up and take a look." ”

Tang Yuewen also looked at it expectantly, Jiang Yulou didn't let them wait too long, took the envelope and tore it, took out the middle letterhead, opened it and looked at it carefully.

Teacher Ka asked expectantly, "How is it, what does the letter say?" ”

He felt in his heart that this letter should not be a rejection letter.

Because whether it is a rejection or a request for changes, the editor will send the writer's manuscript back with the letter.

At this time, the manuscripts were all handwritten, and transcribing the manuscript was a very laborious thing, unlike the electronic manuscript in the future, so the editorial department would also send the manuscript back very considerately, whether it was revised or sent to other magazines.

Although Tang Yuewen didn't ask, her eyes and trembling hands betrayed her.

She stared at the letter as if her gaze could see through it and see what was on it.

"It's over! The editor wrote back that my manuscript was approved and would be published in the first issue of the magazine! Jiang Yulou had a happy smile on his face.

Fortunately, the bragged cowhide made him round, otherwise it would damage his image in front of the girl.

"Really? Show me! Teacher Gao hurriedly leaned over, and Tang Yuewen looked left and right, only to see that the letter was just as Jiang Yulou said, it was a notice of acceptance of the manuscript.

"Classmate Jiang, congratulations, I didn't expect that there was a writer in our class, and his works were published in literary magazines." Teacher Gao said with emotion.

He once dreamed of being a writer, wrote some works, and also submitted many magazines. Not to mention literary magazines, which have not even been published in newspapers,

Tang Yuewen's eyes were filled with tears, and she said excitedly: "Yulou, your efforts have finally not been in vain. ”

His life is simply not easy, and it is unimaginable to achieve such an achievement.

Jiang Yulou thanked: "It's all the teachers who teach well. ”

"You, you!" Teacher Gao shook his head with tears and laughter: "You don't need to shoot this sycophant." ”

Jiang Yulou just smiled innocently.

The three of them spoke in a loud voice, and they did not avoid the classmates in the class. At this moment, the whole class knew that Jiang Yulou's novel was going to be in the magazine.

This is a great event, not to mention the school, let's just say that there is not necessarily a person like him in the whole Pingyang County, the first time he wrote a novel, the first time he submitted it to a literary magazine.

"Yulou Niu!"

"Bang bang!"

"Louzi cowhide!"

Teacher Gao was equally excited.

This is not only a happy event for Jiang Yulou alone, but also a great thing worth celebrating for Yangping County High School and even the entire Shaanxi school community.

An eighteen-year-old student baby in Shaanxi was able to publish his works in literary magazines, which just proves that there are many folk talents in Shaanxi.

This matter must be publicized, but it must wait until the magazine is officially published, and the stakes must not be sloppy.

Although it cannot be publicized now, it must be notified so as not to be in a hurry.

The school did this, but it did not affect Jiang Yulou's mood at this time.

Because he saw that there was something in the envelope.