Now that we are reborn, who still wants to be an honest person?

Chapter 32: 144 points in Chinese?
Jiangnan Literature Publishing House.

In the office of editor-in-chief He Qin, a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing glasses stood opposite the desk.

At this time, he complained to He Qin with a bitter face:
"Mr. He."

"That person can't be contacted."

"There's no contact information left in the background. I sent several private messages, but there's been no reply."

"This is how to do."

"Ghost Blows Out the Light" is a hit.

"Right now, the entire literature section of Zhiyou is discussing this book. It's definitely going to be a hit, and there are definitely a lot of publishers eyeing it."

“But it’s strange.”

"He used to update 30,000 words a day, so he must have some drafts saved."

"He hasn't updated or appeared in the past two days. I haven't seen him reply to the thousands of messages on the forum. I wonder if a publishing house has contacted him."

He Qin's expression was solemn.

Jiangnan Literature Publishing House has more than a dozen journals and magazines under its umbrella.

Because it is a commercial business, many editors also make money on the Internet. When they see an article with potential, they will try to contact the editor to publish it in their own magazine.

The book "Ghost Blows Out the Light" has become a hit online recently.

This middle-aged man is called Sun Jun, the editor of the "Horror Fiction" section of a publishing house, and he has taken a fancy to "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

I want to contact him and ask him to serialize my work in "Horror Fiction".

if it is possible.

There is no problem in publishing a separate book for the other party.

Unfortunately, I sent him several private messages, but he never replied. Moreover, I can’t even see him in the past two days, and the novel has stopped updating.

That's why Zhao Jun reported this situation to He Qin.

He Qin pondered:
"I contacted the forum website, and the person really didn't leave any contact information."

“It’s all being discussed on the forum now.”

“The author didn’t respond.”

"Just follow along, keep sending private messages and wait for the other party to reply, I'm afraid someone will get there first!"

He Qin has read that novel, which is a completely new subject.

It has great potential to explode.

Although it is only 100,000 words.

But the general framework has been established, and it should be a long novel. If the subsequent content is not dragged down, it will definitely be a hit if it is published.

Unfortunately, He Qin was unable to contact the author and became a little anxious.

It's just that they don't know.

The author has stopped updating and hasn't uploaded any new chapters for a few days.

That’s because the poor author is taking an exam, after all, he made a bet with someone.

Saturday afternoon.

After the last goal was over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is the third year of high school, everyone wants to relax after such an important exam.

In classrooms.

Many people were still discussing the test paper.

The teachers are busy correcting the test papers and counting the scores. This is a city-wide exam, and the top few schools in the city are all competing.

Although the exam is over.

But school isn't over yet.

There will be a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow morning, which is also a mobilization meeting. Students need to study in the classroom and wait for the test papers to be distributed.

Hong Xiaolong slipped to the back of the classroom.

"Lao Fang, what are your plans for tonight? Do you want to go out and relax?"

Ark was surprised:

"Did you do well on the test?"

"You're still going out there for the parent-teacher conference tomorrow."

"I have something to do tonight. I have to go to my grandparents' place. You can go and have fun by yourself."

Hong Xiaolong looked at Fang Zhou in surprise, and probably understood what he meant, so he said no more. After agreeing on a time to go to Xishan tomorrow, he slipped back.

Everyone is studying.

Of course, there are also many people who speak casually.

Fang Zhou packed up his things, said hello to Tang Tang, went out the back door and went straight to the office.

He was asking for leave.

The novel has been out of print for a few days.

Now that the exam is over, he doesn't want to waste any more time.

According to Fang Zhou's personality, it would be fine if he just left, but Sun Jielin had told him before that he could come to her if he had any problems.

Since there is a privilege, why not use it?

at this time.

In the office of the Senior 3 Chinese Language Department, Sun Jielin sat at her desk, surrounded by a group of teachers, all from the Senior 3 Chinese Language Department.

There was also a teacher from another school next to him.

on the desk.

There was a stack of opened Chinese test papers.

This mock exam is very important, and it is a city-wide exam, and a city-wide ranking will be conducted.

Although the exam is taken in one's own school, the test papers are sealed immediately after collection and then sent to other schools for marking.

Carry out cross-grading.

This is also to make the results more realistic.

Chinese is the first subject tested, but grading Chinese is more complicated.

The teacher from another school next to him.

It was the teacher from Nanwu Middle School who came to deliver the test papers.

However, after it was delivered, he did not leave, but waited here to open the package, wanting to know whose test paper it was.

As soon as I got to Teacher Wu, he started yelling:
"Awesome, so awesome."

"The highest score in Chinese this time is in your school."

"The paper was excellent, and our teacher spent a lot of time studying the essay and even copied it down."

"Take it apart and see who it is. Is it Fang Qinglin?"

Fang Qinglin is well-known for his academic excellence.

At first, the teachers at No. 3 Middle School thought that Teacher Wu was exaggerating.

Wait to see the score.

Now I understand why he is like this.

For other subjects, scores above 140 are not uncommon, and even full marks can be seen occasionally, but it is rare to get more than 130 points in Chinese.

Teacher Wu was shouting about the Chinese paper that was sandwiched between a set of test papers.

It clearly shows an extremely high score of 144 points.

Or cross-grading.

It is unlikely that there will be any water release.

After seeing the scores, not only Teacher Wu from Nanwu Middle School, but also the teachers in the Chinese language department of No. 3 Middle School were shocked.

"Such a high score, is he from our school?"

When the envelope was opened and the test paper was pulled out, everyone was a little confused.

"From Class 2 () of Senior High School!"

"ark!"

Both of these points are enough to make people amazed.

Originally.

Sun Jie Lin was just watching the show and felt that this matter had nothing to do with her.

Unexpectedly, the people gathered inside suddenly called out their class, mentioned Fang Zhou, and then turned to look at them.

Sun Jielin is a little silly.

Originally everyone guessed that it would be students from Class 1, after all, it was an experimental class.

This person Fang Ark.

All the high school teachers know this.

One is his family, and the other is that he has a sister who is a top student.

Zhou Jinquan, the head of the Chinese language group, is an old teacher in his fifties and also the Chinese teacher of Class 1. He couldn't help but be amazed after picking up the test paper.

The other teachers gathered around curiously.

Just look at the points deducted at the end and you will know that this test paper is not only not lenient but also quite strict.

Turn over the composition side and place it on the table.

After reading the composition, Zhou Jinquan turned and looked at Teacher Wu:

"Teacher Wu, you're being a bit conservative."

Fifty-nine points.

Only one point away from full marks.

However, several teachers nearby still felt that this composition did not get full marks, and that the grading of the test paper by Nanwu Middle School was a bit conservative.

It is quite difficult to get 50 points for an essay.

This is very subjective.

But when I saw that the composition written in ancient Chinese with the title "The Death of Red Hare" was scored 59 points, I still felt that it was not perfect.

Teacher Wu smiled:

"There's nothing we can do. We didn't get a perfect score for the essay this time."

"Okay, this guy's name is Fang Zhou, right?"

"I have to go back."

(End of this chapter)