Chapter 790 Wonderful, Submission

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A few days later, He Tiantian finally finished reading.

He Tiantian wanted to modify it, but found that she didn't know how to modify it. In the end, she only corrected a few typos and punctuation marks.

Maybe He Tiantian has been praising this book these days, and Huo Zhekun is also very curious.

"Tiantian, it's really as good as you said, why don't you show it to me." Huo Zhekun said, "I can also give you some student advice."

"Okay!" He Tiantian smiled, "But this is a manuscript. When you read it, be careful not to damage it."

Huo Zhekun nodded and said, "Okay!"

After Huo Zhekun took it, he liked it very much and watched it until late into the night.

If Jiang Lifang hadn't been so angry, Huo Zhekun would have stayed up late to read it, which shows the appeal of his novel.

The next morning, Jiang Lifang asked: "Tiantian, that book is so beautiful. Your father-in-law saw it in the middle of the night yesterday. If I hadn't been angry, I would have read it the same way. As I get older, the dark circles under my eyes are particularly obvious when I don't sleep."

Huo Zhekun, who was having breakfast opposite, looked a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen such a good novel in a long time! You see, I usually read documents for fun, so you can stop saying a few words to me. I won’t stay up late anymore.”

"That's pretty much it." Jiang Lifang stopped. She couldn't keep taunting her husband in front of her daughter-in-law.

"Dad, do you think this book is good too?" He Tiantian asked, wanting to hear Huo Zhekun's advice.

Huo Zhekun nodded and said: "Well, very good, very good. It's interconnected, the characters are vivid, and it's better than the novels I've read before. By the way, who wrote this?"

"He is a student in my class." He Tiantian said proudly, "We have a writing activity in our class, and many people are using their spare time to write. Several people have written things that have been published in newspapers and magazines."

"That's right." Huo Zhekun said, "Cultural aspects are also liberalized now. Although it is not like a hundred flowers blooming in the Spring and Autumn Period, many excellent works have appeared, enriching the cultural market."

"Yes, I think so too." He Tiantian said, "There are so many outstanding people, we can't all become officials, some of them must be engaged in cultural undertakings. By the way, Dad, you said I should send this book to Come to Xiangjiang and prepare for submission, okay?”

Huo Zhekun thought for a while and said: "Hey, there are no newspapers and magazines in China that publish this kind of novels yet. It would be a good idea to submit in Xiangjiang. Why don't you give it a try? Maybe it can be published!"

"I think so too." He Tiantian smiled. It was the first time that He Tiantian became a class teacher. She hoped that the students in her class could develop their talents and have a broader space for development in the future.

After receiving the affirmation from her father-in-law, He Tiantian started to work on things.

These manuscripts were written stroke by stroke by Tang Pingan. He Tiantian was reluctant to mail them out and went to the library to make copies.

He Tiantian made a rough calculation and found that only one-third of the 100,000-word martial arts novel had been written. The handwriting was neat and ready for submission.

He Tiantian went to the library and spent five yuan to copy the stack of manuscripts and then bind them neatly.

He Tiantian called Tang Pingan to the office and said, "Tang Pingan, this is your manuscript. You take it back first. I have already read it. It is very wonderful. You have to continue with the rest of the creation."

When Tang Pingan heard that He Tiantian asked him to take back the manuscript, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, thinking that he could not submit the manuscript because he did not write well.

So, crestfallen, he stood aside.

He Tiantian asked again: "By the way, what pen name are you going to use?"

"Penname?" Tang Ping'an was stunned. He couldn't even submit an article. Why did he need a pen name?

"Yes, I will submit articles to you through some channels, but usually I will use a pen name. You should also think of a popular pen name." He Tiantian smiled and said, "Don't worry, you still have three days to think about it."

"Ah?" Happiness came so fast that Tang Ping'an couldn't adapt. "Teacher, didn't you return the manuscript to me? Then what did you submit it for?"

He Tiantian smiled and said: "This is your manuscript. It is such a precious thing, how can you submit it? Furthermore, you should keep a copy in your hand in case of emergency. Also, if you If you become a great writer in the future, these are priceless things. You can take the manuscripts back and collect them carefully. Take a look."

He Tiantian took out the already ordered copy and finished it carefully.

When Tang Pingan heard what He Tiantian said, he was so moved that he almost shed tears.

In the past, at home, his parents always said that his random writing might bring trouble to the family; relatives and friends also said that he was delusional.

Almost no one thought highly of him.

But after going to college, he met a good teacher.

Care for them in life and guide them in learning.

Maybe He Tiantian is not a knowledgeable teacher, but he is definitely a good teacher who is good at broadening students' thinking and encouraging students.

There are many knowledgeable teachers, but there are only a handful of teachers who truly have an open mind like Mr. He.

"Thank you, Teacher He." Tang Pingan thanked him and bowed to He Tiantian.

"You're welcome." He Tiantian smiled, "When I returned the manuscript to you just now, you were very disappointed and sad, as if there was no hope. Your state makes me very worried. No one can submit the manuscript. I don’t know if I can publish it. If you fail, the teacher hopes that you will become more courageous rather than sluggish. You are still young. If you have such a heavy heart for gains and losses, it will have a good impact on you. As a teacher who gives you advice, it will also affect you. I will feel guilty.”

Tang Pingan wiped his tears and said, "Teacher He, please don't worry. I was disappointed just now, but I won't be depressed."

Even in order not to make the teacher feel guilty, he could not languish.

As the teacher said, the more frustrated you become, the more courage you get.

"Okay, work hard, young man." He Tiantian smiled and said, "You should go back first, and come and tell me when you think about it."

"Well, goodbye, Mr. He." Tang Pingan bowed respectfully and left.

After Tang Pingan left, Teacher Wu, who was in the same office, asked with a smile: "Teacher He, are you really submitting manuscripts to your students? It will cost a lot of money to send them to Xiangjiang, and there is no one there, and there is probably no one there." look."

He Tiantian smiled and said: "The important thing is to try. They are my students and they are very talented. If I have the ability to help them, I will do my best. As for spending money, I didn't spend much. I have relatives in Xiangjiang at home. When I sent something to her, I sent this manuscript over and asked her to submit it for me. "

When Teacher Wu heard this, he was very envious and said, "I'm so envious of He Tiantian. You have so many overseas connections."