I Am a Big Player

It was originally a peaceful night run, but on the way home, he happened to meet Duan Xiaolou, the girl he had confessed his body to, and she seemed to be running at night too.

It's not easy. To be reasonable, how many little girls nowadays pay attention to their own exercise?

The girl used to amaze Ren He when she stood in the evening sunset at the time after school, and now the girl is wearing a white sportswear hoodie with earphones, and she amazes Ren He again, like a glimpse of epiphyllum in the night , also exudes a fragrance.

Everyone seems to have such a person in the memory of teenagers. She is so amazing that when she stands in the crowd, you will think that she is unique and magnificent. If she can become a knight, probably all teenagers are willing to fight for her. No matter how long it takes until you see her again, you will say: Ah, it is her...

Duan Xiaolou seems to be such an existence.

Duan Xiaolou's eyes lit up when he saw Ren He: "I used to know that our family lives in the same courtyard but I have never met before. You... come 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 be admitted to a sports school? I think this is only the third year of junior high school. It's not yet time to choose the direction of life. If you want to practice, you can do it in high school." Duan Xiaolou also heard the recent rumors in the school: Ren He Because the culture class is too bad, I am going to the 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: "It's nothing, just exercise, that's all right, it's getting late, go home now."

"Well," Duan Xiaolou didn't seem to expect that Ren He would take the initiative to end the topic so quickly, but she smiled: "Okay, see you at school tomorrow!"

She watched Ren He running in the night and disappeared at the corner of the residential building in front of her. Duan Xiaolou felt a strange feeling in her heart. It seemed that Ren He was a little different, but she couldn't tell what was different.

...

Kyoto Newspaper Group, Reviewing Room.

"Hey, come and see, here is a strange submission," a young editor with black-rimmed eyes greeted his colleagues: "I'll read it to you, it's very interesting, like a nursery rhyme! At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind , sex is similar, learning is far..."

After he finished reading, his colleagues became interested: "Is this a nursery rhyme? It sounds very interesting, but why did you send it to us? We don't publish such things."

"It's well written, but it seems a little too simple. It's not considered an ancient poem, it's just a jingle at best."

"Come on, let's transfer it to the subsidiary companies of children's publications under the group, and we can't let good works be buried."

A middle-aged editor had been thinking in silence after listening to the Three-Character Classic. When he heard that everyone agreed to transfer the Three-Character Classic to a children's publication, he suddenly said: "Xiao Li, wait a moment, show it to me."

However, after he got it, he walked directly to the editor's room behind him. He knocked on the door, and a voice resounding like a bell said, "Please come in."

Middle-aged editor: "Old Zhou, we have received a rather interesting submission, have you read it?"

The young editors outside looked at each other in blank disbelief, no, 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 amazing works are given to him.

This work is interesting, but it is not amazing.

Zhou Wumeng heard the middle-aged editor say: "Oh? Show me."

He took the thin sheet of paper in the middle-aged editor's hand and read it: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind..." Zhou Wumeng suddenly put on his presbyopic glasses and continued to read.

Middle-aged editors knew something was going on when their editor-in-chief put on glasses, because this was the signature action of the editor-in-chief of their Kyoto Newspaper when they saw a good manuscript! The middle-aged editor whispered: "I think,

This manuscript even has the qualifications to enter elementary school textbooks! Xiao Li and the others are young so they can't see the true meaning of this manuscript. I think you should read it. "

Zhou Wumeng had finished reading it at this time, rubbing his temples and thinking seriously: "Finally, a representative work of phenomenal level appeared in the Mongolian children's books. A lesson! It will be scheduled for the third edition of the headline tomorrow, and the manuscript fee will be paid according to the A-level poems, and then communicate with the author to see if we can win 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 Mr. Zhou to directly lift it to such a high position! For the Three Character Classic, how profound you say it is, the first-time reader will not feel it. But the old man with foresight can immediately find out when he sees it, it has transformed the Mengtong into a catchy three-character song! deep meaning!

The middle-aged editor nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll get in touch right away!"

Zhou Wumeng thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll fight it myself."

...

Just when Ren He thought that the Three Character Classic had disappeared, he suddenly received a call from Zhou Wumeng, who claimed to be the editor-in-chief of Jingdu Newspaper Group. Ren He knew it was right when he heard that the other party claimed to belong to Jingdu Newspaper Group.

"Hello, is this Ren He?" Zhou Wumeng asked.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, hello, I'm Zhou Wumeng, the editor-in-chief of Jingdu Newspaper Group. This is how I received your manuscript, the Three Character Classic. I would like to ask, is this independently created by you, and is the copyright still in your hands? ?”

"Yes," Ren He replied with restrained joy, "I created it independently."

"Sorry, I hear your voice is relatively young, would like to ask your age?"

"15 years old, a junior high school student," Ren He said with a smile, he knew that the other party would definitely have such questions.

"A third-year student..." Zhou Wumeng was stunned. He never expected that the author of this highly respected work was just a third-year student. He came back to his senses and continued to ask: "We want to buy the Three Character Classic I don’t know if you are interested in all the domestic and overseas distribution copyrights of

"Only divided, not packaged for sale," Ren He replied bluntly.

Zhou Wumeng understood that 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 worthless work. The other party had absolute confidence, no wonder he sent it to the Jingdu Newspaper Group without thinking. Well, from the very beginning, the other party planned to rely on the Jingdu Newspaper Group to take the road of copyright!

"It's like this. I will go to Luoyang next week in person to talk to you about copyright cooperation. Tomorrow, your Sanzijing will be published on the headline of the third page of the Kyoto Daily. At that time, I will also directly transfer your manuscript fee to you. Bring it over, can you?"

"Yes," Ren He agreed, and the communication between the two parties has been smooth so far. As the leader of domestic paper media, Jingdu Newspaper Group is indeed the best platform for him to make his first pot of gold.

After hanging up Zhou Wumeng's phone call, Ren He lay down on the bed. He lived a new life in this life. He didn't have to be rich or famous, but he just wanted to go through the regretful path of his previous life again, and retold the regrets of his previous life. What was done but not done was done!

For him, literature is just a way of living, not a dream.

When Ren He fell asleep, he dreamed that he was wearing a white jacket, goggles, and skis on his feet. With a slight movement of his body, he rushed down from the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the whole figure floated in the white world. Snow waves split on both sides of him, and the wind made way for him!

For some reason, when the scene changed, he suddenly saw a girl standing under the setting sun on the snow-capped mountains, she was so beautiful.