No one knows about Wang Qinghe's depression, but Lao Wu has been paying attention to Lao Wang's novels.
Lao Wu doesn't earn full attendance, so he can put it on the shelves without picking the time.
To be honest, like Lao Wang, he writes novels purely to pass the time.
After all, at their age, they can't handle working for a long time. But being idle can be quite boring sometimes.
Now that I have a novel to write, I clearly give them a chance to show their respect in an honest way.
Good guy, two old kids are like fighting. If you write 5000 today, I will write 5050.
Not a single punctuation mark can be lost!
I have to pressure you!
You come and go, it's so lively.
The two old men almost started fighting across the fence, but everything was calm in the novel.
If two people show off to each other every day, that would be a spectacle!
Mathematician Chen Wo was holding a kettle to water the flowers, but he could no longer see them.
…
Lao Wu was not as sharp-minded as Lao Wang. He was annoyed several times and almost reminded Mathematician Chen to look at Lao Wang's pen name.
snort!
This terrible old king.
What’s going on in the comment section, and he’s still showing off here!
Mathematician Chen was their elder sister when they were young! If we knew that he was slandering the most wonderful mathematics in the world, let’s see if Lao Wang could make a living!
But Old Wu did not dare to say anything.
Although the man in his family is not a mathematician or a researcher, he likes to dress up and has a good relationship with mathematician Chen... If he makes a fuss, he may not be able to eat.
well!
My husband is weak!
…
At this moment, Lao Wu was still standing in front of the fence, looking at the morning glories that had curled up under the setting sun, feeling proud:
"The data on my novel is very good. My editor said it will definitely be a hit! It will be on the shelves tomorrow and it will definitely be better than yours then."
Lao Wang remained calm on his face, but actually felt a little guilty in his heart.
Because he also pays attention to Lao Wu's novels.
A group of people were discussing the plot seriously under the other party's novel. The discussion was lively and insightful.
Unlike in his novels, there are not only those who are looking for trouble, but also those who are self-inflicted.
Huh, if this is his student, stop hanging on the southeast branch and hang it in the classroom!
But he refused to admit defeat:
"Hey, Old Wu, that's all you have. If anything happens, you can't keep calm."
He pointed and said: "We are so old, we can't just do things for ourselves, we must also leave some escape routes for our children."
"My teaching assistant, under my guidance, is now doing well in writing novels."
"You are still complacent about your own achievements."
"We who are engaged in culture must not only think about ourselves, but we must also contribute to the world."
The words are quite serious and thoughtful.
…
Old Wu's eyes widened.
I bother!
You damn thing is helping the world!
When you were sent down, you even hid a steamed bun in your pocket and couldn't bear to let me take a bite!
Also, did Lao Wang’s teaching assistant really write a novel?
Lao Wu was a little unconvinced - he didn't think it was necessary at first, so he didn't ask for a teaching assistant.
If that's the case, is it possible that we have to find one?
He can also teach graduate students!
While I was thinking about it, I saw a young man running up to the door of the courtyard with a groan.
"Professor Wang, I have finished my manuscript today. Please correct me."
The other party even brought a laptop!
Lao Wang trembled all over.
…
Assistant teacher Xiao Li is good at everything, but he can't understand how shameless people are.
Lao Wang didn't even dare to read his novel, but he flew here and insisted on asking him to read it and give his opinions...
Alas, how can I accept this kind of novel when I am old and have a red heart for the Party?
This seems unscientific.
But this assistant coach Xiao Li is so persistent that he would take it over to look at it every time and would not give up if he didn’t get a review!
Lao Wang watched this recently, and I couldn’t sleep well at night.
But he is still a professor after all and cannot show his cowardice.
At this moment, he nodded reservedly.
"Xiao Li, don't ask me to read it all the time. My personal thoughts will inevitably be a little biased. After all, we are familiar with each other. You, Professor Wu, are here. He is also very thorough in this area. You have some knowledge about ancient legends.
You can ask him."
Professor Wu stared at Lao Wang, very reluctantly at the moment——
Speaking of asking him for guidance, Lao Wang must have come in disguise to show off to him as his assistant coach.
But facing the juniors, he couldn't say anything. He could only snort: "Bring it over and let me take a look!"
…
"okay!"
Assistant coach Xiao Li has no stage fright at all.
He boasted in front of his girlfriend, and was inspired by Xiaopang to write such a story, which now has 70,000 to 80,000 words, and was highly praised by his girlfriend.
This also made him so confident that he felt happy every day when he read the comments, so he became more and more careful, not even a single punctuation mark was wrong.
No, now that Professor Wu has corrected him, maybe his work can be further improved.
At this time, he respectfully invited Lao Wu to the room and turned on the computer.
Old Wu asked smoothly:
"Xiao Li, what story are you writing?"
Assistant coach Xiao Li said modestly:
"It's just a bit of urban anecdote. It's called "Mysteries"."
Lao Wu happened to see the screen, and the hand holding the teacup shook.
He looked at the description in the first chapter with a complicated expression:
"Young man, this novel of yours is... a bit exciting!"
…
It's more than a little exciting.
It's simply too exciting.
It starts with a scary ghost baby story.
Old Wu's hands were shaking.
"You said this is a bit of... an urban anecdote?"
Assistant Professor Xiao Li nodded shyly: "Don't worry, this must be an urban anecdote! Combined with various stories I have heard. I do not promote feudal superstition. I am a very firm person and cannot promote it to others in the book.
Unhealthy thoughts.”
After thinking for a while, he was still thirsty for knowledge: "You have studied history for so many years, do you have any recommended reference books? To be honest, some ancient rumors are very interesting and have been passed down to this day."
Assistant coach Xiao Li is very motivated. Even though he hasn’t made any money yet, his statistics over the same period are already very good.
Think about Lao Wang’s monthly royalties of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and then think about his girlfriend’s appreciation for me...
What I didn’t say is, progress! We must make progress! We can’t stop.
The more he held this mentality, the more pious and humble his mentality became. Now he was staring at Old Wu with a look of longing.
Lao Wu:......
He closed the computer without hesitation: "Come on, there are many in my study. I'll find them for you."
…
Assistant Teacher Xiao Li hugged his computer and a few books and gradually walked away with satisfaction.
At the door, Xiaopang stared at his back with a water gun that had been repaired several times, still angry.
Lao Wu and Lao Wang coincidentally stood on the edge of the yard, looking at the dark purple curled morning glory with the last remaining light of the setting sun, and suddenly let out a long sigh.
