Chapter 15 Teacher Liu’s class begins

Shanghai, Germination Editorial Department.

At night, the conference room is still brightly lit.

As the smoke filled the air, editor-in-chief Zhao Changtian looked at the final version of the magazine and frowned.

Sprout magazine is a bimonthly publication, with the first half of the month on the first and the second half of the month on the 15th. March is about to pass, and the final draft for the first half of April is still undecided.

The reason for the entanglement was that deputy editor Hu Weishi and deputy editor Zhang Chen had different opinions.

Hu Weishi is a young woman with short hair and exquisite makeup. At the age of 24, she took the position of deputy editor of "Merting" magazine. Many people below had opinions. She pointed at the table and said in a steady voice: "Old Zhao, Mingya needs to develop.

We can’t just focus on cultivating young writers, expand the audience, and focus on young people. It is imperative.”

"To put it nicely, we are running a magazine, not a newspaper." Zhang Wei disagreed: "Without the literary nature of the magazine, deputy editor Hu believes that Sprout still needs to exist."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Zhao Changtian rubbed his temples: "Okay, what's the point of arguing? Since neither party can be convinced, let's vote."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the two manuscripts in his hands: "The one on my left is "Flying Pebbles". I read it. Although the writing is immature, the story is told well."

Hu Weishi chuckled. She was the one who dug up this manuscript. If the quality was not up to standard, she would not compete with Zhang Xin.

As an editor, a good manuscript is your weapon.

"The copy on my right hand is Mr. Li Kongxing's essay. I have read it, and he is very knowledgeable. Everyone knows Mr. Li Kongxing, so I won't say more."

Zhao Changtian put down the manuscript and took a puff of cigarette: "I agree with Fei Li to stand on the left, and agree with Mr. Li Kongxing to stand on the right."

On the left is Hu Weishi and on the right is Zhang Chu.

The stools in the conference room were moved. After a while, Zhao Changtian counted the number of people. A smile appeared on his lips and he said with a smile: "It seems that everyone has given me a problem. Fei Li has six votes, and Mr. Li Kongxing also has six votes."

Hu Weishi and Zhang Zhen didn't speak, and both looked at Zhao Changtian.

Zhao Changtian put out the cigarette and smiled: "Always give young people a chance, I will throw the gravel."

After the meeting.

Hu Weishi walked out of the conference room with his editor. When he walked to the door, Hu Weishi stopped under the light and said to a girl behind him: "If you have Nanjiang's manuscripts in the future, bring them to me as soon as possible.

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Nanjiang was Han Qiao's pen name. Seeing that martial arts novels were unavailable, this guy set his sights on ***'s "Long Clan".

What a sinister villain!

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Naturally, Han Qiao didn't know that he had become a flashpoint in the battle between the two chief editors of Germination.

Yesterday, after a day of running around, my muscles and bones were so tired that I returned to the rental house, took a quick shower, and went to bed.

The next day, it started drizzling in Hengdian.

Han Qiao woke up to the sound of the jingle bell and looked at the time, 6:30 in the morning.

I lingered on the bed until seven o'clock, with two villains fighting in my mind. One said: "Han Qiao, Han Qiao, you are a man who wants to be an actor, how can you be so slack."

Another villain put his hands on his hips: "I was tired all day yesterday. What happened if I slept a little longer today? What! What!"

The noisy Han Qiao was upset and got up angrily. The cold air drifted in from the window and was chilly.

Han Qiao glanced out the window. It was raining, so he should sleep for half an hour.

He fell on the bed and covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.

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"Damn it, why is it already ten o'clock?"

Han Qiao's jaw dropped in shock. He clearly remembered that he only slept for half an hour, so why had only three hours passed?

You can't stay in bed now, get up quickly.

Pick up the toiletries and rush out the door.

in the living room,

Liumei Ge You was lying on the sofa, her pretty face unpainted, her long legs draped on the table, reading a book out of boredom.

Han Qiao took a sneak peek and said, "Brother Domineering has fallen in love with me."

Oops, I didn’t expect that the dignified and cold-faced royal lady Liu Gongzi also had such a little hobby and kept it secret.

Behind the book is a pair of big black eyes full of murderous intent.

Han Qiao quickly ran away.

After washing, Han Qiao walked to the living room and was about to enter the house.

Mr. Liu's calm voice floated over: "Little Han, come here."

Han Qiao ignored him. I would come if you asked me to. Wouldn't it be a shame for me?

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"Mr. Liu, I've had a lot of free time these past two days!" Han Qiao put down the washbasin and collapsed on the sofa.

No wonder Liu Mei likes Ge You to lie on the sofa. The sofa is indeed much more comfortable than the wooden bed.

Liu Mei smelled a smell of moisture and moved to the side in disgust.

"Something happened to me these days. What about you, why didn't you go to the show today?"

"I overslept this morning, but it's also raining outside." Han Qiao turned his head and looked at Liu Mei.

In the previous life, Han Qiao also chose a concubine on the mobile phone, but the beauty created by different makeup and photoshopped photos, the beauty of Liu Mei, is purely natural.

"You've only been working as a bit player for one day, and you're so slack. And because it rains, you get a special subsidy." Liu Mei put down the book and hated the iron: "You've been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. You won't be able to do it next month."

You don’t have any money for rent!”

Okay! Yesterday it was a revolutionary friendship in the trenches, today it is the face of a capitalist.

Han Qiao didn't want to talk to her and went back to the house to change clothes.

After changing clothes and coming out, Liu Mei was no longer in the living room, leaving a note on the table.

Han Qiao picked it up and looked at it. The handwriting on the note was clear: "Class starts at 6:30 in the evening."

Han Qiao smiled and thought Liu Mei was quite interesting, and could be said to be "a promise for fifty years".

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It was drizzling in Hengdian, and there were few people on the road.

There was no umbrella in Hanqiao, but fortunately Juxian Village was not far away. I put my clothes on my head and ran into the rain.

Juxian Village.

Han Qiao opened the door and Aunt Li was sitting behind the counter, cracking melon seeds and watching TV.

Today's TVs are still black and white and have very few channels. However, Han Qiao saw that Aunt Li was paying close attention to the TV, so he walked to the counter and saw that "Yongzheng Dynasty" was playing on the TV.

This TV series can be called a classic, with many veteran actors and actresses, and the emperor's professional excavator Tang Qingqing performs it.

Han Qiao tapped the counter lightly, and Aunt Li looked back with an aunt's smile on her face: "Oh, isn't this Xiao Han? Why did he forget about his sister when he had a girlfriend?"

Han Qiao felt a chill behind him, and when he looked back, Liu Mei looked at him with a pretty white face, expressionless.

After shaking his head, Han Qiao quickly interrupted Aunt Li's imagination: "Sister, don't talk nonsense. Teacher Liu and I are roommates."

Aunt Li stood up, saw Liu Mei at the door, and put down the melon seeds in her hand: "Xiao Liu, come here quickly, Auntie will prepare something delicious for you."

"Aunt, this is the meal money I owed you a few days ago. I'm sorry to bother you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Aunt Liu's eyes moved back and forth between Han Qiao and Liu Mei.

Han Qiao asked: "Sister, where is my uncle?"

Aunt Li pointed upstairs: "Your uncle is playing chess with his chess friends. Xiao Han, have you eaten yet? If not, you and Xiao Liu can share a table together and I will cook you something delicious."

Han Qiao felt the chill behind him and ran upstairs without looking back: "Sister, I've eaten. I'm going up to find my uncle."
Chapter completed!