Although Mr. Zhong didn't want to believe that Yang Jianguang was the real author of "Zhu Xian" at all, when he heard the follow-up to "Zhu Xian", his eyes immediately lit up and he snatched the floppy disk.
These days, he has read the first two volumes of "Zhu Xian" several times, and he is even more eager to know the subsequent plot.
So even though he didn't believe that Yang Jianguang was Beicun, Mr. Zhong still couldn't help but take the gamble.
Seeing this, Xinwu felt confident, and he happily approached the cafe owner and borrowed the cafe's computer.
Immediately, Mr. Zhong lost interest in drinking coffee. He jogged all the way to the computer and read out the floppy disk.
There is not much content in the floppy disk, just a document with the words "Zhu Xian" Volume 3 written on it.
Mr. Zhong looked at the computer in front of him expectantly and opened the document.
Whether it was Kitamura or not, he would know just by looking at the following content.
If it weren't for the real Kitamura, it would be absolutely impossible to write such spiritual and unconstrained works!
Just at the first glance, Mr. Zhong was instantly immersed in the novel.
"...Everyone looked at the sudden and dramatic change in the Merciless Sea, and saw two huge lights slowly lighting up in the pitch-black sea."
"But after looking over it, the light was really strange. It was not an ordinary round shape, but an elongated shape from top to bottom. Especially in the middle, there were two thin gaps of pitch black, which gave off a cold and fierce look.
meaning……"
Soon, Mr. Zhong stood up in shock, his body shaking violently.
That’s the flavor!
That’s the flavor!
After "Zhu Xian" became popular, he himself tried to write several follow-ups to "Zhu Xian", and even invited students from the literature department to try to write a sequel.
But in the end, when I wrote it, it never had the grand scene and the unbridled imagination of the original text.
Mr. Zhong understands very well that their thoughts have been imprisoned by the martial arts novels that have ruled for decades, and they can only be limited to the scope of martial arts.
As for Xianxia, no one can write it except the real Kitamura!
Regarding Zhong Lao's performance, Xin Wu and Yang Jianguang smiled particularly calmly.
On the other hand, the owner of the cafe next to him was quite frightened.
This old man looks to be sixty or seventy years old. What could he see that could make him so excited?
If he fell to the ground unconscious due to excessive excitement, he, the person who borrowed the computer, would cry to death.
Xinwu noticed that his boss was worried and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.
"Don't worry, boss. Mr. Zhong is just reading a novel. It's okay."
Hearing this, the boss couldn't help but sneer.
What the hell, if you can read a novel like this, you should be watching an H-video!
The boss muttered inwardly and looked at the computer with an unconvinced look.
After a minute, the boss's eyes widened, and then his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he could no longer draw his eyes out.
More than an hour later, Mr. Zhong put the floppy disk away with a sigh of relief under the reluctant gaze of the coffee shop owner.
Then Mr. Zhong glanced at Yang Jianguang's overly young face, moved his lips, but still didn't say anything for a long time.
A high school student wrote a phenomenal work that broke the dominance of martial arts?
If it hadn't been confirmed countless times, Mr. Zhong wouldn't have believed this fact.
Xinwu smiled complacently, "Mr. Zhong, do you believe Brother Jianguang is Beicun now?"
Mr. Zhong looked at the overly young Yang Jianguang in front of him, the smile on his face was slightly stiff.
"Your name is Yang Jianguang?"
Yang Jianguang nodded, not impatient at all.
It seems that the shock I gave Mr. Zhong was a bit big!
"Are you still in high school?" Mr. Zhong's words came up again.
Yang Jianguang then nodded again.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhong suddenly slapped his thigh fiercely.
"Which school are you in? I will tell the principal now to recruit you into Peng University."
Shinno twitched his mouth.
Didn't you, the old man, swear a moment ago that you despised the special move and would never use the special move authority?
Why are you trying to recruit Yang Jianguang to Peng University now?
Xin Wu gave a helpless reminder, "Mr. Zhong, it's only the beginning of the third year of high school. Even if we take special measures, it will take a few months to start. We don't have to rush."
"Who says there's no need to rush!" Zhong Laoba raised his voice, "If we don't decide today, what will we do if we get specially recruited by another school tomorrow?"
Special recruitment into Peng University?
Yang Jianguang was a little surprised when he heard the news.
However, after hesitating for a while, he gave up the plan.
He has memories of past lives, and for some reason he can even vaguely remember the college entrance examination papers a year later.
If he didn't try for the college entrance examination, he himself would feel sorry for God for making him have to do it all over again.
Although he only got a score of 518 this time, it was because he had not been exposed to high school knowledge points for a long time, and other than English, he had not yet returned to normal levels.
According to Yang Jianguang's estimation, with his strength, English score improvement, and university knowledge, it is safe to score more than 600 points in the college entrance examination in one year.
So after thinking about it, Yang Jianguang also shook his head.
"Mr. Zhong, you are too polite. I will consider this matter again."
Mr. Zhong was unhappy when he heard this, "Don't worry, Xiao Yang, I will arrange any scholarships or free tuition for you. From now on, if you follow me, it won't be a problem for you to get a bachelor's degree, a master's degree or a Ph.D.!"
"It's better to dislike Pengda. In fact, our Pengda is not bad compared to the top ten famous schools in the country. If you really like the top ten schools, you tell me which school you want, and I will transfer you there tomorrow and recruit you specially."
No one on the side was dumbfounded.
In order to specially recruit Yang Jianguang, Mr. Zhong has made plans to change schools? His own son doesn’t get this kind of treatment, right?
However, Xinwu knew very well that Mr. Zhong’s words were definitely not bragging.
With his reputation in the literary world, he is welcome to transfer to any school across the country.
Of course, the only problem is probably that the principal of Peng University knows that it’s time to scold her.
Hearing Mr. Zhong's solemn words, Yang Jianguang was a little dumbfounded and hurriedly explained.
"Mr. Zhong, you have misunderstood. The reason why I didn't agree to your agreement is not because I dislike Pengda, nor is it because I am greedy for your conditions."
"The main reason is that I want to try the college entrance examination for myself and see what results I can achieve."
Yang Jianguang's words made Mr. Zhong smile even brighter.
He is talented and confident, and is not at all tempted by his generous conditions. He is simply the first choice for his protégé!
Next, Mr. Zhong, who was unwilling to give up, asked Yang Jianguang several times in succession. It was only after Yang Jianguang was sure that he would not be specially recruited into Peng University that he gave up the plan with a sense of disappointment.
However, he still swore and promised that if Yang Jianguang failed in the college entrance examination, call him directly and tell him that Pengda's door will always be open for him.
Yang Jianguang did not reject Mr. Zhong’s kindness.
He is not a fool. Although Pengda is not one of the top ten famous schools, it is also one of the most powerful 986 schools in the country.
Now that it is confirmed that Yang Jianguang is Beicun, the next thing will be easier to handle.
Xinwu didn't forget the main purpose of coming here. Taking advantage of Mr. Zhong's good mood, he hurriedly brought it up.
"Promote "Zhu Xian" to Guangzhou?"
Mr. Zhong raised his eyebrows, and a smile suddenly flashed across his face. "Things are easy to handle, but I have a condition?"
Yang Jianguang was stunned when he heard the conditions mentioned by Mr. Zhong, with some astonishment on his face.
"Invite me to give a speech at Pengda University?"
Mr. Zhong, might this idea be a bit fanciful?
I’m still a high school student, and I’m going to Peng University to give a speech to those proud college students. Don’t be kidding me!