Chapter 17 The class teacher who is the least like the class teacher
After a night of hard work, Xu Yan's Weibo followers exceeded three digits, while Yang Yang's was a little bit worse, just reaching double digits.
We have a day off and will have classes tomorrow. The cafeteria will not provide breakfast or lunch in the morning and noon. The cafeteria will only serve meals in the afternoon when freshmen and high school students arrive at school.
After sleeping until nine o'clock, Yang Yang got up from the bed, checked that there were no missed calls on his phone, and used Penguin to send a message to his wife.
Yang Yang: Where, let’s have lunch together.
Xu Yan: In the dormitory, my roommate will bring me lunch later. You can go out to eat by yourself.
Yang Yang brushed his teeth and read the messages on his phone.
I'm neither with my roommate nor planning to have lunch with him, so I'm just typing in the dormitory?
His wife's efforts were beyond Yang Yang's expectation, but he wasn't too worried.
Generally speaking, for the first book, if you don’t work hard, you will never know what despair is. This is also the charm of online writing.
After washing up, Yang Yang opened the door, and the fresh air hit his face, which made him feel refreshed.
Yang Yang picked up his mobile phone and planned to go outside the school to solve the food and clothing problem first, and then take a walk around the school.
However, as soon as he stepped out of the dormitory door, his cell phone rang, and it was Xu Yan's voice that answered.
Xu Yan: "Wait a minute, I have something to do and I just need to go out. Please accompany me...I saw you!"
As soon as the call on the phone hung up, Yang Yang turned around and saw a woman running towards him like the wind, holding a mobile phone and data cable in her hand.
"Yang Yang, my novel is here too late." Xu Yan's cheeks were red with excitement, her eyes were full of joy, and she was as happy as a child who had become a mother.
"Your novel has reached 10,000 words?" Yang Yang felt a little strange. Before going to bed yesterday, it was not 8,000 words?
"I got up in the morning and coded another chapter." Xu Yan said smugly: "Don't you congratulate me?
Yang Yang felt secretly surprised, and congratulated perfunctorily: "Congratulations."
Yang Yang had read his wife's novel carefully. Although the writing was acceptable, it did not meet the standard of signing a contract with 10,000 words.
The normal process is to put 10,000 words into the database, and then three editors will cross-review the draft to meet the contracting standards, and then sign the contract.
Although the contract signing requirements of Qidian.com are very simple, with clear logic and smooth sentences, no more than five typos in 1,000 words, and a certain market value, you can sign the contract.
But the first two points are easy to achieve, and the last requirement is very important and vague. Most authors focus on the last point.
Experienced editors will observe for a while first. It’s not that the veteran author wants to sign a contract with 10,000 words. It will only happen if the editor is just right or the editor doesn’t have many authors.
Xu Yan's situation is probably related to the Silver Alliance.
"Why do I feel that you are not happy for me?" Xu Yan looked at Yang Yang dissatisfied.
"Happy, why aren't you happy? Let's go have lunch happily now." Yang Yang pulled Xu Yan and walked outside the school.
"There is also a printing and mailing contract." Xu Yan did not forget to emphasize.
"I know." Yang Yang agreed, thinking about what to do next to ensure that his wife would continue to fight.
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In the afternoon, Yang Yang and Xu Yan, who had already sent out the contract and had lunch, came back from the school.
In early autumn, the afternoon sun is still scorching, but the afternoon breeze makes it particularly comfortable.
But on the bridge leading from the teaching area to the living area, an uncomfortable teacher appeared.
He suddenly stopped Yang Yang and Xu Yan.
"Yang Yang, can you and that female classmate come over and help?"
Yang Yang was confused. Isn't this tall but thin teacher his class teacher Jiang Taohai?
After confirming that he was not holding his wife's hand, Yang Yang led Xu Yan to where Xu Yan came to Jiang Taohai.
"Follow me, let's talk as we walk." Jiang Haitao finally met a student from the branch school he knew, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
Yang Yang knew this expression. When new people came to his unit, they always had this same expression on their faces.
This is a cute new class teacher, and Yang Yang has already had a premonition that something might not be good.
"Yang Yang, I saw your performance during the military training. I would like to recommend you to perform at the welcome party. How do you feel about it?" Jiang Taohai's words were indeed not a good thing.
"No, I don't have any talent." Yang Yang waved his hands and said.
There is no performance program that only gives one day. Isn’t this a scam?
"Don't refuse in a hurry, I'm fully prepared... Uh... wait a minute." Jiang Taohai took out a piece of manuscript paper with the scent of scallion pancakes from his pants.
"I was accidentally pressed by the scallion pancake for a while, but it shouldn't affect its use." Jiang Taohai handed the manuscript paper to Yang Yang, "Tomorrow night, you two just need to recite this."
With that said, Jiang Taohai had already brought Yang Yang to a laboratory in the teaching building.
Opening the door, the smell of scallion pancakes filled the laboratory.
Yang Yang took the manuscript paper that smelled like scallion pancakes and glanced at the sign outside with a little worry.
Fortunately, it was just an ordinary laboratory, not a scallion pancake analysis laboratory, nor a scallion pancake material composition analysis experiment.
"The smell in the laboratory is a bit strong. Just open the windows for ventilation. The main thing is that the sound insulation here is good. You can practice here safely and boldly. No one will disturb you." Jiang Taohai said to Yang Yang while opening the window.
Yang Yang stayed in this laboratory where there was a subtle smell of scallion pancakes even if the windows were opened. He couldn't help but wonder if the head teacher was actually studying scallion pancakes in the laboratory before being assigned to the branch.
As he met his class teacher, Yang Yang gradually recalled his memories.
The head teacher, Jiang Taohai, is a biology teacher who has a wife, but is not in school. He is usually slovenly and often leaves messes for the class committee to clean up. He is a very rare and unique teacher.
Yang Yang casually glanced at the manuscript paper. It was a song called "Water Melodies: When Will the Bright Moon Come?". The lyrics above had been broken down into male and female parts. It was not difficult to see that the music teacher, who had never been masked before, also contributed a little bit.
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Xu Yan on the side seemed to understand what Jiang Taohai meant, but she had a question: "Teacher, I am a student of the main branch, can I also represent the branch to participate in the welcome party performance?"
"It's okay. Whether it's the opening ceremony or the New Year's Day National Day event, the branch office and the headquarters are together, so it doesn't affect me. I'm still a teacher at the headquarters, right?" Jiang Taohai said, pulling Yang Yang to the corner and whispering in a low voice:
"Just take pity on the poor teacher and do him a favor. I should have found someone before the military training ended, but I forgot about it. Now I really can't find anyone. You two have a good image and can be a temporary rescue."
Jiang Taohai can be said to be the class teacher who is least like a class teacher in Yang Yang's study career.
Yang Yang didn't want to agree, but he suddenly saw Xu Yan taking out her mobile phone and rummaging around for something. When she found it, she immediately stared at Yang Yang with bright eyes.
This made Yang Yang's scalp explode. The male protagonist in the beginning of his wife's novel met the female protagonist who rushed forward recklessly during a poetry recitation performance.
This is not the point. The point is that the male protagonist's voice in the novel has a magical power that can make the listener feel immersed in the story and become addicted to it unconsciously and unable to extricate themselves.
Chapter completed!