I watched Feng Bo go from being humble and polite to being upright, but I was angry but couldn't stop him.

He has been in the industry for three years and knows that many authors have tempers. Feng Bo's attitude is likely to annoy the "seven-inch blade" and cause unpredictable consequences.

But when Feng Bo said, "You are really a high school student", Gentleman seemed to be struck by lightning, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Many details in his mind finally connected, making him understand why Feng Bo stole his author and why Sister Xu saw through it at a glance.

There is a saying in the industry - editors make the authors, and authors make the editors.

It is hard to meet a horse that is thousands of miles away, and it is hard to find a man.

The birth of many great writers is accompanied by the birth of Bole who is keen on the wise and keen eye.

Several gold medal editors whom I know straightforwardly have the qualifications to "guise and support" many outstanding writers.

When everyone had a discussion together, some editors would talk proudly: "When I met XXX, his writing style was still very immature. It was me who gave him confidence, guidance and help made each other successful."

Listen, listen, I have coached great writers! Didn’t this rank come up all of a sudden?

This kind of low-key show-off is the desire of every little editor.

Every ambitious editor hopes to meet a young Qinglong, who will work together to go along the way after careful training.

Feng Bo is undoubtedly ambitious, but his qualifications are too shallow. Can he train him as an excellent author now?

But high school students are different!

When Gengzhi received the manuscript of "Louching", the author's pseudonym was Qichai Blade, but the other party's contact address was Li Ye, Class 1, Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School.

At that time, I was honest and subconsciously thinking that Li Ye was a teacher from No. 2 Middle School.

But now he realized that if the other party was a teacher, the class would not be marked.

But I didn't expect that it might not be that no one else realized that this seven-inch blade might be a student.

For example, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, Feng Bo, and Sister Xu.

Training a student with great potential and stepping on the student's shoulders will be a free way to win over the clouds.

Feng Bo quickly took the paper and pen and asked the seven-inch blade on the other end of the phone while recording quickly.

"We have to verify some things now. Is your real name Li Ye right? How old are you this year? Is this "Luxing" a work you completed alone?"

"There are still big problems with your novel. We need you to bring the full manuscript here, and after our guidance and strict revisions, it can be published normally."

A question came from the other end of the phone: "So, if your publishing house wants to guide me to change the manuscript, then who will guide me?"

Feng Bo's eyes fluctuated and he said in a soothing tone: "The society has decided to research and contact you for the time being. I am a graduate of XX University and have enough literary skills."

""

"How do I calculate my royalties?"

"Why are you, a classmate, just thinking about the royalties? Literature is noble and rigorous. Do you still need to learn more? Talk to him?"

[I am a college student, I admire you, and I admire you for making a good achievement messed up.]

Looking straight at Feng Bo who suddenly became impatient, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Listening to Feng Bo's precise and thoughtful inquiries, it was obvious that the meticulous and exquisite strategy was far ahead of his honesty.

But why are you a newcomer who has just entered the industry for a few days?

Don’t look at the gold medal editors’ glory. The excellent authors in their hands are also dedicated to guiding them.

You, Feng Bo, are not a well-known editor, and you still expect someone to accept the title?

Do you really think that the seven-inch blade is young and you can control it yourself?

"Hey? Hey? Talk, are you still listening to Li Ye?"

Feng Bo's tone was no longer calm. He seemed to realize that his excessive force might make the high school student opposite him not very happy.

Li Ye is indeed not very happy.

Today he received a letter from the provincial capital and went to the post office with anticipation to make a call. He thought he would receive "warm and friendly" greetings and then discuss the amount of the royalties.

But after calling, he felt that he was not facing an editor, but a boxing coach, who ran straight, swung, and hooked the output, and wanted to charge his own personal training fee.

For a moment, Li Ye lost any interest in continuing to talk.

Li Ye asked coldly at the phone receiver: "I'm here, Editor Feng, right? I have a question to confirm."

Feng Bo from the opposite side pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, our publishing house respects the author very much. You can ask any questions you have."

Li Ye asked: "At the end of the submission, I stated that if you intend to publish it and send me a contact number back, why are you not sure whether my novel can be published?"

Feng Bo from the provincial capital was unhappy.

You are a high school student, what is your attitude? Don’t you know how to be modest?

So he said dissatisfiedly: "Student Li Ye, I think you should have misunderstood what we mean. The reason why we sent you the phone number back is to give you the opportunity to correct the publication, but did not say that it would be necessary to publish it."

After listening to Feng Bo's answer silently, Li Ye asked word by word: "You just need to tell me to publish, but it's okay if you don't publish it."

Feng Bo also got angry and said loudly: "I have said it several times. Your book must be further reviewed and revised by us. I hope you will be corrected."

"Then forget it! Please return my submission to me."

"What did you say?"

"Ba~"

Li Ye directly detained the phone.

Within a few days, he encountered two "guidance" requests.

But this Feng Bo and Teacher Ke are completely different.

When Teacher Ke made a request, he was tactful, implicit, and even a little humble.

Li Ye can't forget the shameful look in Teacher Ke's eyes now.

After years of ups and downs, self-improvement and self-esteem may be the last precious thing in Teacher Ke’s heart.

And more importantly, after Teacher Ke learned that Li Ye was deliberately avoiding sensitive problems, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​"guidance", which Li Ye took the initiative to send it to him.

With Li Ye’s experience of countless people in his previous life, he could also foresee that Teacher Ke would definitely give him enough compensation after receiving his help.

But what about Feng Bo now?

Listen to that tone, look at who your special PUA is brewing in this rack?

I'm rushing to beg you?

Want to be famous on my shoulders?

Get out of here!

...

Li Ye hung up the phone readily, but Feng Bo from the provincial capital was stunned.

He looked at the phone receiver for a long time before he realized that he had "like" to make things go.

This is like playing with stocks. When the stocks in your hand rise, you can hold them, hold them, and don’t sell them, and you won’t sell them anymore.

There is nothing to play.

The phone now has no caller ID function, so I don’t know the number if I want to call back!

“Ha~”

He was so angry that he was so straightforward that he stopped fighting. He looked at Feng Bo, who frowned into the character "Chuan", chuckled and turned around and left.

Ten minutes later, with the careful spread of Jingzhi, Sister Xu and others, Feng Bo wanted to guide Qichai Blade to write, and the rumors that the other party had left the phone spread throughout the publishing house.

Then, Feng Bo was taken into the office by Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu and cared for him alone.

After coming out, Feng Bo adjusted his mood and called the phone to Qingshui County again.

"Hello, is it Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School? I am not here to find Li Ye, who repeats the first class?

Then please tell him that we have decided to publish his works and ask him to come to the provincial capital immediately to discuss publishing matters with us."

""

Principal Chang of Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School put down the phone, looked at Teacher Luo in front of him, and asked again: "We have only one Li Ye in our school?"

Teacher Luo said affirmatively: "Yes, just one, and I have investigated it. The kid is indeed mysterious recently, as if he is writing."

"It can't be like," President Chang waved his hand and said, "You must figure out the matter out. If it is true, then there must be support you should have,"

"Remember, everything is based on the child's wishes and give full convenience conditions"

"Okay, I understand the principal."

...

Li Ye, who was angry, walked around for a while outside. As soon as he came back, he was noticed by fifty-one pairs of eyes.

A student at the door lifted his foot and ran out of the classroom and rushed to Teacher Luo's office. The report "Li Ye is back" could be heard dozens of meters away.

Teacher Luo rushed over with windy steps, walked onto the podium, and spoke with a speech in his face.
To be continued...