The system invites me to be a teacher

Seeing that the whole family looked at him, Confucius and Mencius said, "Dad, if we abandon the villagers, can we build our own factory?"

Father Confucius shook his head: "Mencius, I know you are reluctant, but how can I be willing? But it is not realistic for our family to build our own factory."

"Why? Because of the 500,000 start-up capital?

I haven't had time to tell you one thing. Last night, a star thought I wrote a good song and was willing to pay 200,000 yuan to buy the copyright.

Our family has 50,000 yuan, and I borrowed 60,000 yuan from a friend. Didn’t Mom say that our house can also be loaned 200,000 yuan?

Counting this down, 500,000 is enough."

Kong Ren and Kong Mu's eyes brightened when they heard this. If they really do what Confucius and Mencius said, their family would not have to lose money.

However, Father Confucius smiled bitterly: "If before, 500,000 yuan was definitely enough, but now it is not only a question of their divestment. If we open our own winery, we have to buy grapes from others with cash.

Even if it is calculated at 8 hairs per catty, plus the grapes in our field, it will take 800,000 to barely maintain."

Shaking his head, Confucius turned his head and went out.

The family fell silent again. Suddenly, Kong Ren asked: "Brother, when will you write songs again? Why don't I know?"

"You don't know much." Kong and Meng waved his hand depressed, he was not in the mood to answer his brother's question now.

"Teacher? Does uncle want to open a winery? I still have some money in my hand. Why don't I lend it to you first?"

While Kong Ren and Kong Mu went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, Long Aotian poked his head out of the window.

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback: "Your money? How much money do you have?"

Long Aotian scratched his head: "It's more than 200,000 yuan, I can't remember it. My dad restricts me a lot in terms of money. I usually spend money lavishly, so I am relatively poor."

Fang Zhenyuan also followed: "You are poor, I am poorer than you. My martial arts gym burns like a fire, and now the book is less than 100,000, but the addition of Xiaolong's should be barely enough."

Long Aotian came up with another idea: "If it doesn't work, call Bai Yang. The market value of the company his father left him is several hundred million. It is easy to ask for one or two million."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Only then did he remember the rich second-generation attributes of his students, but you just have hundreds of thousands or millions of them at random. How can I be a poor teacher?

But he still shook his head and said: "You should keep your money for yourself. The teacher's family will lose some money at most, and it's not that you can't survive.

When I get hungry one day, even if you don't care, I will go to your house to eat a meal with a cheek."

Confucius and Mencius is not embarrassed to say that. As a teacher, he must maintain the social image that this profession deserves.

What is it to use student money to open a winery to make money?Teacher's morality is corrupt?Moral bankruptcy?

Therefore, Confucius and Mencius would rather rot all the grapes at home than to spend even a penny from the students.

This is the most basic principle!

Long Aotian wanted to persuade again, but was directly interrupted by Confucius and Mencius.

His eyes moved, and Long Aotian suddenly said, "Teacher, if you really need money, I have a way to collect 300,000 in a short time."

Confucius and Mencius looked at him suspiciously: "What method? You don't want to make a name and transfer your money to me in disguise, do you? Tell you, don't use these crooked ways, the teacher will not be fooled."

Long Aotian helpless: "Teacher, I said you value yourself too much, right? I cleverly set up a name to give you my money? Do you look like a fool?

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

After a pause, Confucius and Mencius still asked: "Tell me about your suggestions!"

Long Aotian handed the phone to Confucius and Mencius: "Look at this first!"

Kong and Mencius suspiciously took it, and what opened on the screen of the phone was a software called [Hong Huang Writer's Assistant].

Then he saw four familiar characters: Tianlong Babu!

Long Aotian smiled and explained: "After I watched "Ba Bu of Heaven and Dragon" (1) and (2), I thought that being alone is not as good as others, I posted it on the Internet. I didn't expect it to be more popular than I thought. welcome."

Confucius and Mencius stayed for a while, he had heard of online novels, but he didn't know much about it.

After flipping back and forth a few times, realizing that he couldn't understand at all, Kong and Meng simply threw the phone aside and asked Long Aotian directly:

"The collection of 300,000 yuan you said is not related to this book, right?"

Long Aotian believed in himself: "It is necessary, given the popularity of this book, 300,000 is just a small problem."

Confucius and Mencius suspicious: "Don't you kid think I don't understand. The ones I gave you are only part of the book. How can you make money?"

Long Aotian smiled and said, "You don't understand, right? It's just a part of it that makes money!"

Having said that, Long Aotian began to teach Confucius about some rules of online novels, such as updates, recommendations, comments, lists, shelves, monthly tickets, and so on.

After listening to Confucius and Mencius, he finally got a certain understanding of the web.

He took out his mobile phone, found and downloaded the app of Honghuang Chinese Net according to Long Aotian's words, but before the software opened, he popped out an illustration of "Tianlong Ba Bu".

Long Aotian explained: "This recommended position is called "Tweet". It is very powerful. Tianlong is the only novel that got the "Tweet" within three days of publishing.

Confucius and Mencius nodded, then the software opened and he clicked on the leaderboard.

Sure enough, "Dragon Babu" did not appear at the top of the list by accident.

Long Aotian introduced the specific situation: "I started publishing this book five days ago. I published 50,000 words on the first day, 100,000 words on the second day, and 120,000 words on the third day.

As a result, it rushed into the top ten of the new book list on the first day, the top three on the second day, and firmly occupied the first place on the third day. Now it has 200,000 fans."

Confucius and Mencius found that something was wrong: "Why didn't you post it on the fourth day?"

Long Aotian took it for granted: "Because there are so many first two volumes of Tianlong!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

I clicked on the page catalog, and sure enough, judging from the update time, "Tianlong Ba Bu" was gone the day before yesterday.

Long Aotian suddenly smirked: "Teacher, look at this..."

Long Aotian was talking about the comment area. Confucius and Mencius opened it with doubts. There were tens of thousands of densely packed messages.

Confucius and Mencius jumped and looked down:

"Hey, Tianlong...Eight? What does this book mean?"

"Fuck, Chapter 1 is only 20,000 words, awesome!"

"The author update is really awesome!"

"The key is that although there are many words, they are not watery at all."

"Zhong Ling is so cute!"

"I like Mu Wanqing, Shuimu Qinghua, Wanxi Qingyang, good name and great personality!"

"..."

"What did I see? The author added another 100,000 words today."

"Fuck, can online novels be played like this?"

"The author's willful attitude has fallen into the pit."

"Recommendation tickets go..."

"Add one to the book list..."

"..."

"I'll go, 270,000 words in three days, just ask if you are afraid?"

"The character of the author, 666!"

"Nothing to say, the leader rushed!"

"Wan reward, spread flowers..."

"Poor students don't have money, just 100 points, they will be fully ordered when they are on the shelves.

"..."

"Huh? Why didn't it update today?"

"Yeah, it's eleven o'clock in the evening."

"I waited a full day."

"The author quickly get out."

"Have you seen this recommendation ticket? It's gone, no more."

"Return my leader! Return my wild coin! My one month's living expenses, oh..."

"Who knows the author's address? I want to send the blade."

"Add me, you must search for human flesh."

"..."

"It's the fifth day now, what will happen to the author, right?"

"The same question."

"I really like Miss Wang. If I don't see her for a day, I feel uncomfortable."

"Me too. After reading Tianlong, I feel that other books are out of taste. The book is in desperation..."

"I stayed up all night and read the previous part. Now I am empty and lonely and cold."

"Eating is out of taste..."

"I know the editor in charge of this channel, should I ask?"

"What are you doing in a daze? Go ahead!"

"..."

"Clarify."

"How is it? Say it quickly."

"The small bench has been set up, wait for news."

"The editor said..."

"Say what?"

"Hurry up, stop the ink."

"The editor said... he couldn't reach the author either."

"Huh? No way?"

"I don't like this news, o((⊙﹏⊙))o!"

"Author, where are you? I'm sick just to wait."

"Hahahaha, a bunch of idiots, luckily I didn't get into the pit."

"Upstairs, get out!"

"Go to Nimapoo!"

"The gloater will be punishable even though he is far away!"

"Blade.jpg; Blade.jpg; Blade.jpg!"

When Confucius and Mencius finished reading, Long Aotian suddenly laughed wildly to the extreme:

"Long brother waited and waited so hard, it seems that everyone has deeply realized, I really am a genius."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."