Rebirth Game Tycoon

After Teacher Gong finished speaking, immediately there were two teachers from the next class who curiously took over the "Science Fiction World" in his hand.

It is the latest July issue, and the date is clearly written on it.

Holding the "Science Fiction World" that still exudes the fragrance of ink, these two opened the catalog carefully.

"The first page, the first line!" Teacher Gong smiled and reminded from the side.

The two looked intently, and saw that the first line of the first page of the magazine catalog was a bold article title called "Anti-Matter Warfare".

I flipped it over, good fellow!The length of this novel is really a lot, a full seven or eight pages, which is exactly the rhythm of the cover story of this issue, the main theme of the main story.

Although I didn't take a closer look, the few teachers who brought their heads together did not see that this novel has a direct relationship with Teacher Gong.

"Look at the author's name." Teacher Gong said with a smile.

Only then did the teachers know where he was falling, and they quickly turned to the front page of the author's name.

Three letters were clearly printed on it, "Lu Menglin".

"Lu Menglin? This name is a bit familiar! Is it from our school?" The teacher who turned to this page subconsciously said.

The teachers around him were all stunned. Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at the living Lu Menglin who was standing in front of them with an incredible expression.

Lu Menglin calmly accepted everyone's surprise, and at this moment, there was also a bit of joy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, "Science Fiction World" finally used their own manuscript, which is worthy of being the first in the country. They did not give up using this manuscript because it is too long and the author is an unknown person.

Originally, Lu Menglin was still a little worried, but he didn't expect the result to be so soon, he was naturally very happy.

I just don't know why this sample book came to Teacher Gong's hands.

"How is this possible? He's only a sophomore! It takes a lot of effort to write a composition, how can you write a novel? And it was published in a journal of this level!" Teacher Xu, who teaches politics, was surprised.

Teacher Hu, the head teacher, came back to his senses on the spot, and made up his mind. He pointed to Lu Menglin and said: "Teacher Gong, don't think that by accidentally finding an author with the same name and surname, you can fool us people into a daze. You are a little tender with this technique!"

Teacher Hu explained this, and several other teachers nodded one after another.

They would rather believe that it is a coincidence than that there is a genius in this world. A sophomore student who can publish such a large article in "World of Science Fiction" is not so much better than their teachers?

"If this novel was published by a little baby like Lu Menglin, wouldn't all of us survive to dogs?" Teacher Hu sneered.

At this time, Mr. Sun, who teaches history, took the "Science Fiction World" and looked at the opening lines of the article. He immediately raised his head and smiled: "This article is very well written! Look at the wording, this The mature tone, as well as the professional terms in it, the theoretical knowledge is very rich! This kind of article, I am afraid that only the big cattle in the research institute can reach this level. It is incomparable, incomparable, we can't be compared."

Hearing what the most educated teacher Sun said here, all the teachers nodded one after another, and the look in their eyes at Teacher Gong became even more strange.

Teacher Gong tilted his mouth with anger, and shouted at Lu Menglin: "You said, did you write this novel?"

As soon as this statement came out, all the teachers in the office looked at Lu Menglin in unison.

Lu Menglin shrugged his shoulders and nodded with a smile: "Well! Thank you for your compliments from the teachers. I wrote this novel, but I didn't expect it to be finished so soon!"

The voice just fell, the office seemed to explode, and everything was boiling.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Lu Menglin, what international jokes are you making! If you continue to behave like this, it's not just a simple call to parents!"

"The children nowadays are really brave. If they can be cured, they must be cured!"

The teachers present were screaming. They may not be willing to offend Teacher Gong face to face, but they have no such scruples about Lu Menglin.

There are different opinions. Lu Menglin just shook his head and smiled, feeling that the appearance of teachers of this era is very vulgar, except for a few fresh and refined masters like Teacher Gong, the rest are extremely boring.

When everyone's discussion came to an end, Teacher Gong grinned and slowly picked up an envelope from the desk and slammed it in front of everyone.

"Keep your eyes open! This is a reply letter from the "Science Fiction World" magazine. This sample magazine was sent in the folder. The postman Zhang always sent me magazines, thinking it was my letter. So I took it directly."

Before Teacher Gong could finish speaking, a group of teachers huffed around, all staring at the content of the reply letter.

It was a typed response letter, with the bright red official seal of the "Science Fiction World" magazine at the end. At first glance, it was genuine and could not be fake.

Not only that, but there was also a remittance receipt that was sent with the reply letter. It stated that the author Lu Menglin's manuscript fee was 3,260 yuan in total.

As long as you take your ID card and this receipt, you can go to the post office to collect money.

When I saw that the manuscript fee for this novel was more than 3,000, everyone present took a sigh of relief.

You know, it's 1998. Ordinary workers in the Liufang Mill work hard every day in the roaring factory building for a month, and they only get four to five hundred yuan.

Even if they are the people’s teachers, all of them are added together according to length of service, job title, and performance bonus. The highest salary is less than 800 yuan a month, and this is after the nationwide increase in the treatment of teachers.

Now, a second-year high school student, the manuscript fee for writing a novel is actually as big as three thousand yuan. This news is like a blockbuster, and all the teachers present are all at once.

Many of them couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, if they tried to write a few novels, would they be able to make this money?

But in this way, Lu Menglin is indeed the author of the novel, and the news of the successful submission should not be fake.

People's magazines will never even mistake the address of the contribution fee!

It's just that, when the teachers in the office look at Lu Menglin's eyes, it's completely different from just now, it's a world of difference.

"Ah! That, Lu Menglin's performance is unexpected! Of course, this also has a lot to do with our usual training of him." The old man Xu, who teaches politics, was the first to react and praised with a smile.

"Yes! Yes! Lu Menglin's historical results have always been good. He can achieve today's results, which is inseparable from his usual accumulation of historical knowledge." Teacher Sun, who teaches history, also said, trying to get a little bit too much. Light.

You know, Lu Menglin in the second year of high school, able to publish such a large article in the "Science Fiction World" magazine, this incident will definitely make a sensation in Textile City, and it is likely to be reported as a typical quality education newspaper, let alone the school will be affected. , Even the Municipal Education Commission is likely to be alarmed.

Teacher Liu, who teaches English, immediately thought of the relationship between Lu Menglin's family and the Board of Education, and couldn't help but shudder, and quickly said, "I'll just say it! There are still geniuses in this world! Our classmate Lu Menglin is a genius! He can write. What is a good article, not a genius? We should encourage him and applaud him!"

After all, Old Monster Liu took the lead in applauding, his warm applause, the surrounding teachers also applauded.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire office became elated and full of joy, and no one would go deep into whether Lu Menglin's monthly test scores were cheating.

Compared with the discovery of a genius literary teenager, what is the result of this mere monthly test?

There are even a few teachers who have secretly made up their minds, and must take the time to ask this student Lu Menglin on topics such as how to submit articles to magazines like "World of Science Fiction" and how to improve the success rate of submissions.

After all, whether it is the national reputation of "World of Science Fiction" or the shockingly large amount of manuscript fee remittance slip, it stimulates the hearts of many people present.

What is fame and fortune?This state that many people dream of has happened to this young man alive.

"Lu Menglin, please collect your letter and remittance slip, and don't lose it. The young man's article is well written. The young man is better than the blue, but he still cannot be proud. You must study hard, improve your grades, and pass the exam. The university will have a brighter future! Your future will definitely be much stronger than those of us!"

Teacher Gong patted Lu Menglin's shoulder intimately, and said sincerely.

Lu Menglin nodded and took the letter from Teacher Gong.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go back to the classroom first." Lu Menglin said politely.

The teachers around consciously gave way. When they looked at the second-year high school student again, their eyes were no longer condescending with the judge, but there were many other things unknowingly. .

Teacher Gong nodded very satisfied. In his eyes, this child is really calm and has a general style. He can still be calm when encountering such a big happy event. This alone is better than here. The vast majority of teachers are strong.

The head teacher, Mr. Hu, was shocked. From his arrogant arrogance to the stupefaction later, his mood was like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs, and experienced all his moods.

"Why, how did you become a genius?" Teacher Hu muttered unwillingly as if still in a dream.

It’s a pity that by this time, the teachers in the office no longer pay attention to him. Everyone is eagerly discussing things about the genius literary youth. His so-called dignity as a teacher has already passed away with the wind. Stepped in which corner.