gave the animal skin to the senior sister and asked her to help unlock the ban, although she was a little embarrassed, but it was the only way. Then Liu Ping took his leave and returned to the academy.

It was morning, and the students were in class, so Liu Ping cleaned up and went to the school.

For the sudden arrival of Liu Ping, the master did not say anything, but just signaled to hurry up and take a seat.

"Why did you only come back now?, how is Wang Hong?" asked Zhu Yingtai in the back.

Liu Pingdao: "After a lot of effort, Wang Hong's problem has been solved, but he estimates that there will be no way to come over for a while." ”

"That's right. ”

muttered and talked in a low voice, and was discovered by the master, glaring, although he didn't say anything, but the two hurriedly silenced and didn't dare to talk more.

After a while, when class finally ended, Liu Ping asked, "That's right, Jiezhi." Do you know where to find a book?"

"Where the book was published?"

"I recently wrote a book. ”

"Oh?" Zhu Yingtai suddenly became interested, and asked again and again, "What is it?"

Liu Pingdao: "It's just a novel." ”

"Novels?" Zhu Yingtai showed a disappointed look, writing a novel, in the eyes of these scholars, it is inevitable that there is some undoing business, thought about it, and said: "I know a place, in Maotao Street in the south of the city, called Qingyun Publishing Administration, you can go over and have a look." ”

"Oh, I see. ”

After inquiring about the location, Liu Ping hired a carriage and rushed to the Qingyun Publishing Administration.

When I got out of the car, I found that there were really a lot of people from the Qingyun Publishing Administration.

There are novelists, editors, miscellaneous workers, visitors, and people who buy novels.

Because it is the General Administration of Publication, Liu Ping is a showman, mixed in it, and it is inconspicuous.

"Isn't this Brother Qin Chuan? It's been a long time, but your new book "One Hundred Thousand Snowflakes of Silver" is really well written. ”

"Brother Chenglu has won the award, how can his clumsy work be compared to your excellent work?

"Haha, where is it? Brother Qin Chuan is so modest that I can't afford it!

"yes, you too?"

"Excuse me, how do I get to the submission office?"

"Give me two copies of "A Peach Blossom"!"

"Give me a copy of the latest "A Peach Blossom", "South of the City" and "Brocade Clothes"!"

"Where's the editor of Zhu Worry?"

Although this place is vast, it is still full of people's voices, Liu Ping asked a few words, but no one paid attention, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This is the treatment of newcomers?"

But then again, there are so many people here, selling books, printing, editing, posting, plus an all-you-can-visit place, making this place like a vegetable market, but there is really no bookish smell.

Muttering, suddenly an exclamation came from the crowd: "Oh my God! Look, isn't that the author of "A Peach Blossom"? Mr. Peach Blossom! He's here!"

"What? How could it be? How could he come in person? instead of the editor coming to the door?"

"It's true! Go and see, get a fairy spirit, bless me and I will publish it again!"

"Mr. Peach Blossom, my favorite author of "A Peach Blossom"!"

The crowd surged, and they all gathered together to see the Mr. Peach Blossom, this enthusiastic touch made Liu Ping a little dumbfounded: "This author, it's really good." ”

However, I also took advantage of the crowd to see the sign at the submission office and walked over quickly.

Most of the newcomers in line ran to see the legendary Mr. Peach Blossom, and the long queue of submissions was suddenly reduced by half, Rao was like this, but he still waited for a quarter of an hour before an editor came to meet with Liu Ping.

"I'm Wang Chang, the editor of Qingyun Publishing. ”

Glancing at Liu Ping, the editor Wang introduced himself casually, and then quickly said: "Give me the manuscript and the address, if it passes the screening, it will be sent to the editor-in-chief for review, and if it passes, it will be published, and then I will contact you, but if you are not contacted within ten days, then it will not be published, and you can go to the rejection office to get your manuscript back." ”

Liu is such a young man, he receives many people every month, and he is young, what good novels can he write? Don't think that if you are admitted to the show, you can write good novels. Which of those well-known novelists is not a lifter? Which one is not in his early thirties?

The attitude is inevitably a little stiff. It is also mixed with a little jealousy, he Wang Chang took the exam four or five times before he was admitted to Xiucai, he has exhausted his talents, and it is rare to raise people, this person in front of him was admitted to Xiucai at such a young age!

Such an attitude made Liu Ping frown slightly, and he didn't say anything. I handed over the manuscript and started filling in the address.

First, the current residential address, and then a home address.

Wang Chang glanced at it casually and found that the Xiucai in front of him was actually a student of the Apocalypse Academy? He was a little surprised, he could enter there, as long as he studied hard, he would be able to pass the examination nine times out of ten, this was the time to study hard, how could he still have the heart to write a novel? It was really a strange thing! In addition to jealousy, it was inevitable that he would have a little more contempt.

When Liu Ping was filling in this information, the door was opened, and it was a middle-aged man about forty, who said hurriedly: "Qingxu, Mr. Peach Blossom is coming here in person today, everyone wants to discuss the completion of Mr. Peach Blossom's "A Peach Blossom", and the theme trend of the new book, etc., hurry up, and suspend the work of newcomers' submissions! Let them come again tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Wang Chang nodded, turned his head to Liu Ping, and said, "Come back tomorrow." I won't submit today. As he spoke, he pushed the manuscript in his hand over.

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, and he said: "It won't take much time to just submit and fill in the information, right?"

Wang Chang frowned, and snorted coldly: "That's it, do you have an opinion?"

Such a cold attitude made Liu Ping slightly angry, and said: "Of course I have an opinion, if I don't fill it in, forget it, just fill in half of it, and even ask me to come back tomorrow?

The editor at the door said: "Forget it, Qingxu, you can fill it in for him, it won't take much time anyway." ”

Wang Chang was already unhappy, but at this time he was even more annoyed in his heart, and he couldn't get angry, so he sneered lightly: "Anyway, your novel is just the result of rejection, why waste time? Go back and revise more, change more, spend a year and a half studying the novel, and then come here to be ashamed." A guy in his early teens, what do you think you can write a good novel? Knowing that we are going to meet Mr. Peach Blossom soon, and knowing that this is a big matter that determines how "A Peach Blossom" will be completed, you still don't know how to measure it?--Forget it, since you insist on doing so, then continue to fill in the information!"

"Proportion?" Liu Ping naturally didn't understand how big this so-called big thing was, that "A Peach Blossom" is a pure gold and light green work, and for the sake of its completion, these people did not hesitate to reject their own deep green work "Three Kingdoms of the Gods"?

Although it's not a domineering refusal, but with such an attitude of charity, don't you think that you are the same as those newcomer authors, and you can only endure it?

It's so infuriating and funny. Liu Ping got up and sneered: "With your words, I, Liu Ping, will never step into your society from now on!"

Then he picked up the manuscript and said lightly: "Before you read my novel, you dare to comment like this, what do you think you are? It's really ridiculous, I insist on doing this? With such an attitude of charity, do you think I will continue to submit?"

"It's a good one not to step into your society...... Wang Chang was furious, just wanted to say something, but was hurriedly stopped by the editor at the door, after all, he is a show talent, if he wins the Jinshi in the future, Qingyun Publishing has a background, and he can't move, but he Wang Changke is not necessarily, how can he let him offend nonsense? Hurriedly asked: "Qingxu! What do you look like now?"

Wang Chang sobered up, no longer quarreled, just looked at Liu Ping with cold eyes, as long as he submitted, don't think about it!

"Farewell!" Liu Ping snorted and turned away without hesitation.

The editor next to "this ......" suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important, and couldn't help but feel a little flustered, what was going on? Just as he wanted to make a statement, Liu Ping had already walked away.

And Wang Chang also had this feeling, looking at the manuscript that Liu Ping took away, he suddenly had a feeling that the manuscript must be very good, but he was instantly erased by the anger in his heart, shook his head, and secretly thought, what kind of good novel can a teenager write? Don't think nonsense.