It was originally a peaceful night run, but on his way home, he happened to meet Duan Xiaolou, the girl he had confessed to, who seemed to be also running at night.
This is not easy. To be honest, how many little girls today will pay attention to their own exercise?
The girl once amazed Ren He when she stood in the evening sunset after school. Now the girl was wearing headphones and a white sportswear hoodie. She once again amazed Ren He, like an epiphyllum glimpsed in the night.
, and still exudes a refreshing fragrance.
There seems to be a person in everyone's young memory. She is so stunning that when she stands in the crowd, you will feel that she is unique and graceful. If she can become a knight, probably all the young people will be willing to fight for her to the end of the world. No matter how long it takes
When you see her again, you will say: Ah, it’s her...
Duan Xiaolou seems to be such a kind of existence.
Duan Xiaolou's eyes lit up when he saw Ren He: "I used to know that our families live in the same hospital, but we have never met each other. Are you... coming out for a run?"
Ren He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Well, keep fit and run around."
"Do you really want to go to a sports school? I think you are only in the third year of junior high school. It is not time to choose the direction of life. If you want to practice, you can practice in high school." Duan Xiaolou also heard the recent rumors in the school: Ren He
Because my cultural classes are so bad, I plan to go to a sports school.
Ren He was stunned for a moment. This was the first time someone asked him this question face to face. He thought for a while and said, "Nothing. I just need to exercise. Okay, it's getting late. Let's go home quickly."
"Well," Duan Xiaolou seemed not to have expected that Ren He would end the topic so quickly, but she smiled and said, "Okay, see you at school tomorrow!"
She watched Ren He running and disappearing in the night and disappeared around the corner of the residential building in front of her. Duan Xiaolou had a strange feeling in her heart. It seemed that Ren He was a little different, but she couldn't tell exactly what was different.
…
Kyoto Newspaper Group, Review Room.
"Hey, come on, come and see, here is a strange submission," a young editor with black-rimmed eyes called to his colleagues: "Let me read it for you, it's quite interesting, like a children's song! At the beginning of human beings, nature is good.
, similar in sex, but far apart in habits..."
After he finished reading, his colleagues were all interested: "Is this a children's song? It sounds interesting, but why did you send it to us? We don't publish such things."
"The writing is good, but it seems a bit too simple. It doesn't count as an ancient poem, at most it can be regarded as a jingle."
"Come on, let's transfer it to a subsidiary company of children's publications under the group. We can't let good works be buried."
A middle-aged editor had been thinking silently after listening to the Three-Character Sutra. When he heard that everyone agreed to transfer the Three-Character Sutra to a children's publication, he suddenly spoke: "Xiao Li, wait a minute and show it to me."
However, after he got it, he walked directly to the editor's office behind him. He knocked on the door, and a voice that sounded like a bell said: "Please come in."
Middle-aged editor: "Mr. Zhou, we have received an interesting submission. Have you reviewed it?"
The young editors outside looked at each other, right? This kind of manuscript was actually shown to the editor-in-chief. You must know that their editor-in-chief Zhou Wumeng is a leader in the media industry, and only very amazing works will be presented to him.
This work is interesting, yes, but it is not amazing.
Zhou Wumeng heard the middle-aged editor say: "Oh? Let me take a look."
He took the thin page of paper from the middle-aged editor's hand and read out: "At the beginning of human life, nature is good..." As he read, Zhou Wumeng suddenly put on his reading glasses and continued reading.
The middle-aged editor knew something was up when he saw his editor-in-chief put on glasses, because this is the signature move of the editor-in-chief of Kyoto News when he sees a good article! The middle-aged editor whispered: "I think this article even has
Qualifications to enter primary school textbooks! Xiao Li and others are young so they can’t see the true meaning of this manuscript. I think you still have to read it.”
Zhou Wumeng had finished reading at this time, rubbing his temples and thinking seriously: "Finally, a phenomenal representative work has appeared among the children's books. It is of far-reaching significance. Maybe every household will use this as the first step in early childhood education in the future."
Lesson one! Schedule it for tomorrow’s third page headline, and the fee will be based on A-level poetry. Then we’ll communicate with the author to see if we can get the copyright!”
The middle-aged editor was stunned for a moment. He had thought that this work might be very influential, but he didn't expect that Mr. Zhou would directly elevate it to such a high status! The Three Character Classic, how profound can you say it is?
I don’t think so. But when a discerning old man sees it, he can immediately discover that it actually turns Meng Tong’s teachings into a catchy three-character song! It has far-reaching meaning!
The middle-aged editor nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll contact you right away!"
Zhou Wumeng thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll fight it myself."
…
Just when Ren He thought that the Three-Character Sutra was gone, he suddenly received a call from Zhou Wumeng, who claimed to be the editor-in-chief of Kyoto News Group. Ren He knew that he was right as soon as he heard the caller introduced himself as Kyoto News Group.
"Hello, is this Ren He?" Zhou Wumeng asked.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Hello, hello, I am Zhou Wumeng, the editor-in-chief of Kyoto News Group. That's it. I received your manuscript, The Three Character Classic. I would like to ask if this was your independent creation and whether the copyright is still in your hands.
?”
"Yes," Ren He suppressed his joy and replied, "I created it independently."
"I'm sorry, your voice sounds younger to me. May I ask your age?"
"15 years old, a junior high school student," Ren He said with a smile, knowing that the other party would have such questions.
"A junior high school student..." Zhou Wumeng was stunned. He never expected that the author of this highly praised work was just a junior high school student. He came back to his senses and continued to ask: "We want to buy the Three Character Classic
Domestic and overseas distribution rights, I wonder if you are interested?"
"Only share the profits, not package them for sale," Ren He replied simply and neatly.
Zhou Wumeng understood. Although the other party was a junior high school student, he also knew very well that the copyright of the Three Character Classic in his hand was definitely not a penniless work. The other party had absolute confidence. No wonder he would send it to the Kyoto Newspaper Group without thinking.
, the other party planned to rely on the Kyoto News Group to pursue copyright from the very beginning!
"It's like this. I will go to Luoyang in person next week to talk to you about copyright cooperation. Tomorrow, your Three Character Classic will be published on the third page of the Kyoto Daily News. At that time, I will also direct your royalties.
Can you bring me there?"
"Okay," Ren He agreed. So far, the communication between the two parties has been very smooth. As the leader of domestic paper media, Kyoto News Group is indeed the best platform for him to make his first pot of gold.
After hanging up the phone with Zhou Wumeng, Ren He lay on the bed. He didn't have to be rich or famous in this life. He just wanted to go through the regretful path of his previous life and realize what he had wanted to do in his previous life.
Everything I did but didn’t do was done!
For him, literature is just a way of survival, not a dream.
When Ren He fell asleep, he dreamed that he was wearing a white jacket, goggles, and skis on his feet. With his body moving slightly, he rushed down from the top of the snow-capped mountain, and his whole figure floated elegantly in the white world.
Snow waves split on both sides of him, and the wind made way for him!
Somehow, when the scene changed, he suddenly saw a girl standing under the sunset over the snow-capped mountains. She was incredibly beautiful.
