That is, one week after Jiang Yulou started writing his second work, Yangping County High School received another email from the capital.
This time it was bigger and thicker than the letter I received a week ago.
"Teacher Zhou, this is another letter from your school, and it was mailed from the editorial department of "Contemporary". What is in it?"
The postman asked curiously after delivering the letter to the school mailroom.
Teacher Zhou was already very old and was not qualified to teach, so he was assigned to the mailroom. The mailroom is responsible for the distribution of school newspapers, periodicals and letters.
"Huh? Is it a letter from "Contemporary"?" Teacher Zhou, who was still drowsy at first, immediately became energetic after hearing the sending address.
Vaguely, he already knew what was mailed.
Holding back his excitement, he took the envelope and touched it. Sure enough, it was big and thick, as if there was a book inside.
Teacher Zhou immediately smiled brightly and replied casually: "There is a magazine inside. A student from our school wrote an article in it and wants to publish it."
"Be a...writer!"
The postman was in awe, the writer was so amazing.
An even more remarkable writer is still a student.
After a few words with the postman, Teacher Zhou took the envelope and went to the teaching building to find Teacher Gao.
Along the way, Teacher Zhou walked more and more urgently. For a short distance, he wished he could put wings on his back.
Outside the office of his third year of high school, he was already shouting excitedly, "Old Gao, Old Gao, there's a letter... there's a letter from "Contemporary"!"
"Dong dong" sounded several times, and the floor shook.
Teacher Gao ran out of the office and saw Teacher Zhou in the mail room and the big envelope in his hand.
"Did the sample issue of "Contemporary" arrive?"
"I don't know, but looking at the thickness, I guess it is."
Teacher Gao took the envelope and knew from the feel that he was right.
He said excitedly: "It's done!"
If I was worried about accidents before, I no longer had any worries this time.
He is getting more and more happy now. If it weren't for class time now, he would definitely go to Jiang Yulou.
Back in the office, Teacher Gao rejected the other teachers' proposal to open the envelope privately.
He is a principled person, and students must believe that he will not do anything private.
After finally enduring it in the office for half an hour, when the bell rang, he couldn't sit still anymore and strode to the classroom of the liberal arts class of his senior year.
Here, Jiang Yulou had just finished class when he saw him rushing over with a big envelope in his hands.
"Jade Tower!"
"Hey, Teacher Gao, what you got is..."
He had a hunch in his heart, but he was not sure.
"It's your letter from "Contemporary"!" Teacher Gao said excitedly.
A smile crept onto Jiang Yulou's face. After taking the envelope, he opened it under the gaze of the whole class and Teacher Gao.
Inside is a freshly printed sample magazine, still exuding a faint scent of ink.
This was also the first time he received a magazine sample, and it was a high-end literary magazine like "Contemporary". He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.
If it weren't for the public gaze, he would have been overjoyed.
The classmates rushed around and wanted to have a look.
There were endless shouts of "cowhide", "loud" and "awesome", all of which were given to the core figure at the scene, Jiang Yulou.
If the teacher hadn't been there, they could have said more disgusting things out of concern for their face.
"Let me see..." Teacher Gao said excitedly.
Jiang Yulou handed him the magazine sample without hesitation.
"Clatter, crash, crash."
Teacher Gao turned to the page where "Li Shisan Pushes the Mill" was printed.
When he saw Jiang Yulou's name written in the author's name, he could no longer control his smile, "Jiang Yulou, well done! This time our school, our county, and the Shaanxi literary circle will become famous in the country." !”
As long as it works a little bit, the reputation of the school will be greatly improved, even within the county, it will be a great achievement.
Jiang Yulou smiled innocently. He was famous, but he didn't know if the school or the county would give him something beneficial.
"Just wait and hear the good news."
After speaking, Teacher Gao returned the magazine sample to him and patted his shoulder approvingly.
After the teacher left, before Jiang Yulou could do anything, the students in the class had already surrounded him three levels inside and three outside.
"Yulu, good buddy, let me see the magazine!"
"I, I want to see it too!"
"Oh, I'm so anxious. I didn't see the manuscript last time. It's my turn this time, right?"
"I……"
After finally getting to class, just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Teacher Gao, who taught Chinese, came over with curious eyes.
Teacher Zhang said with emotion: "When I heard that you wrote novels, I didn't believe it. Even if you did write them, they were just children's stuff. I didn't expect that your works would be published in literary magazines in the capital."
After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Is it convenient for the teacher to read this magazine?"
ah? Is there another teacher who wants to read my novel?
At this moment, Jiang Yulou was really scared.
However, he still happily agreed: "It is the student's honor that the teacher is willing to watch."
"You kid, when did you learn to flatter me?"
Teacher Zhang grinned.
The flattery also depends on who is saying it. Jiang Yulou is a future great writer, so he naturally feels very good about it.
After getting a satisfactory answer, he walked to the podium with a smile.
Jiang Yulou was tired after sitting upright for a whole class. He stood up and shook his neck and arms.
The classmate next to me came over and said, "It's okay, Lou. Now even the teacher has asked you to borrow a manuscript to read."
"It's the teacher who made love." Jiang Yulou laughed.
Another classmate came over and wailed: "Hey, there is another competitor, when will it be my turn!"
"Yes, yes, if anyone borrows it again, they will have to wait until we finish reading it."
"Don't worry, I won't miss you." Jiang Yulou said with a smile.
In just one class, the news that Jiang Yulou's work was published spread throughout the school.
During the break, there was an endless stream of students from foreign classes coming to see him.
After the students from the foreign class left, Ma Xiao sincerely praised: "Louzi, you are now a famous person in our school!"
"Hey, what a big celebrity. Everyone is just curious about what I wrote, and everyone is ready to criticize."
"Who dares to criticize your novel, let me criticize him to death! Everyone who has read your novel has praised it. Who dares to say that your writing is not good? Let him write an article for everyone to see."
"I dare not say that. Our school's hidden dragons and crouching tigers are far more powerful than me."
"Aren't you humble? I've read all the novels, and this is what you wrote!" Ma Xiao gave a thumbs up.
He now admires his good brother with all his admiration.
He can do business, make decisions, be magnanimous, and can write novels. You ask, why is he so capable?
After he told his father about Jiang Yulou, his father said that Jiang Yulou's future was limitless and asked him to make good friends and not ruin the brotherhood.
"I have also read novels. I think those Soviet classics are not as good as your novels."
Jiang Yulou smiled shyly. He could be regarded as standing on the shoulders of great writers. He could only write such a novel with the wisdom of his predecessors as a summary.
However, it is always a joy to be praised by others for your hard work.
