After resolving the conflict between the students, Lin Feng returned to his office leisurely. After more than a year of getting along with each other, he had become familiar with several other teachers in the office, and he would also chat with them when he was free. He would say a few words, or occasionally go out for drinks together at night, and he seemed to have completely adapted to his identity. Apart from practicing every day, he was no different from these teachers.
The peaceful days made Lin Feng feel boring. There were no entertainment projects these days, and some entertainment projects were not easy for a teacher to participate in. It made him feel a little depressed by himself. Finally, he thought of a way to relieve his loneliness, which was to write, To be precise, his motto is "I don't produce, I'm just a porter."
So Lin Feng started the work of transporting his first film. After careful consideration, he chose "Douluo Dalu", the work of the third master of the Tang family to become a god. The reason why he chose this was because he still felt it was a classic after watching it several times. Secondly, the cultivation system inside is also relatively novel, and it is all about pure love, with no irregularities.
Lin Feng believed that this film could open up the minds of people of this era, and perhaps leave a mark on the literary world of this era. When he was bored, he wanted to see what kind of impact this film would have on this era. spark.
Lin Feng divided this book into four books, each with more than 700,000 words. With his hand speed, it took him nearly two months to finish the first book. Although it was copied, Lin Feng was not completely I copied it, added some of my own understanding to some plots, and brought some of my own style.
After finishing the writing, Lin Feng took the train directly to the Magic City and contacted the People's Publishing House of the Magic City. He hoped that they could publish his book and explained that he would publish it at his own expense. Lin Feng even hired a lawyer to be responsible for it. For this matter, the first batch of printing will be 100,000 copies. Anyway, Lin Feng is not short of money now.
After finishing this matter, Lin Feng returned to Nansu County and continued his teaching days. After a few days of rest, he continued to write the second book. Just when the winter vacation was about to begin, Lin Feng's book was finally published. , began to appear in major bookstores, and the publishing house also sent Lin Feng a hundred sample books at his request.
Lin Feng was very happy to receive the sample book. This can be regarded as leaving something in this world.
"Jiang Wenming, Guo Jianshe, and Luo Xiaoyi, you three go to the school communication room and bring my things to the classroom."
After Lin Feng got the notice, he asked these three energetic guys to do hard work. When they moved a hundred copies to the classroom, they thought they were review materials ordered by Lin Feng. They were so thick. I didn’t know. I want to see when to go.
"Okay, you go down, classmates. I am very happy today, so I plan to give you a gift. Starting from Wang Hai, come up one by one to get it."
The students below became a little curious. Aren't the previous review materials distributed directly? Why has it become a gift now?
Wang Hai didn't care so much, he stood up and looked at Lin Feng with a smile. Lin Feng didn't talk nonsense. He opened the package and took out a new book with a beautiful cover. The cover was drawn by Lin Feng himself and was based on the animated version of "Fighting". "Luo Dalu" is painted, with Tang San and Xiao Wu in the front row, and behind them is the fantastic Star Dou Forest.
Opening the title page of the book, Lin Feng picked up the pen and wrote a message: "I wish Wang Hai a bright future. I hope you can have an island of your own in the ocean of literature. A message from Lin Feng."
Then he picked up the book and handed it to Wang Hai with both hands.
"I think this gift should be of some use to you. Don't look at it during class."
Then, Lin Feng gave each of his classmates a copy of his book one by one, and also wrote his own message. The students couldn't wait to read the beautiful cover and were gradually attracted by the book. You are attracted by the scenes described in it, and you will be immersed in it unconsciously.
"Dang Dang Dang!" Lin Feng knocked on the table three times, attracting the attention of all the students.
"What do you think of this book?" Lin Feng still hopes to get praise from his classmates.
"Okay, it's very well written. It's much better than what I wrote. Teacher, who is this author called Ye Feng? Why haven't you heard of it?" Wang Hai, who was the first to get the book, said excitedly He stood up and praised.
Lin Feng looked at him with a smile, feeling very relieved.
"Teacher Lin, could this Ye Feng be you?" Jing Jing, who never spoke much in class, said with some uncertainty.
"Ah? Is it Teacher Lin?" The students were immediately shocked. At this time, most of them had some reaction. The same name had the word "wind" in it, and inexplicably, he wrote a gift to them. Eighty-nine Bu Li Shi, Ye Feng, was Lin Feng's pen name, so everyone looked at Lin Feng expectantly.
"Yes, Ye Feng is here. I thought that Wang Hai could write a book. As a teacher, I can't lag behind, so I took the time to write a book. You can take a look at it when you are free. After all, Doing these exam questions all day is a bit boring, so just relax."
"Wow! Teacher Lin, you are so amazing. You wrote such a thick book without saying a word." Jiang Wenming said with some exaggeration.
"I asked Jiang Wenming, can you learn some knowledge in your free time? What is such a thick book? Can you have a better adjective?" Lin Feng said a little depressed about Jiang Wenming's flattery. .
"Hahahaha..." The students below burst into laughter, but Jiang Wenming was already used to this kind of scene and was not embarrassed at all.
"Okay, stop making trouble. I will allow you to indulge in this class first. Okay, the next class is another teacher's class, so you are not allowed to read it anymore. Take it home and read it slowly."
After class, Lin Feng brought his book to the office and gave a copy to the teachers in the same office. Although some people may not like it, he had to give it to himself.
"Xiao Lin, you wrote a book quietly and published it?" Miao Wanqiu was a little surprised.
"Well, the main reason is that I usually have nothing to do when I go home. I don't like to play cards, and few people come to me for a drink. I can only write books to pass the time." Lin Feng said modestly.
"Well, this cover is well drawn and beautiful. Did you draw this too?" Miao Wanqiu saw the words "Designer: Night Breeze" written on the lower left corner of the cover.
"Well, I wasn't satisfied with what others drew, so I drew one myself." Lin Feng's words sounded a bit like Versailles.
Miao Wanqiu praised a few more words and started to look through the books. No one said anything. All the teachers in the office started to look through Lin Feng's books. For a while, Lin Feng was left alone with nothing to do but continue to write. .
As time goes by, the first semester of the second year of high school has come to an end, and Lin Feng’s book is no surprise and has been a big seller. The exquisite cover and the bizarre description of another world make "Douluo Dalu" blow across the entire world like a gust of wind. In the motherland, during the winter vacation, the publishing house called again and said that it wanted to print more copies. Lin Feng decided to print another million copies.
