My readers are all over the world

During the next few days of evening self-study, Li Wenshu found that the number of people in the small bookstore at the school gate was gradually increasing, and there was even a crowd at the back.

"Boss, I want the latest issue of Chun Yi magazine."

"Don't push me, I came here first, do you have any manners?"

"Please let me go. I'm already a senior in high school. Please let me go."

"What are you buying for your senior year? You're going to take the college entrance exam, so study hard and leave the books for your juniors."

"Boss, are there no more magazines?"

The boss was holding a torn magazine in his hand, and faced the group of middle school students with a look of embarrassment. He said, "We are out of stock. Don't try to squeeze in. The incoming stock is still on the way. I will call you when it is replenished."

"Boss, are you selling what you have?"

A male voice sounded in the crowd, and in an instant, the boss felt that he was being stared at by dozens of beast-like eyes.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

"That... is all torn apart."

When leaving, someone handed the boss a fifty-dollar bill and snatched the tattered magazine from his hand.

When the boss came to his senses, he grabbed the fifty yuan and screamed.

That was also his last book!

This bunch of murderers!

He's going to complain to the principal!

—

Of course, the school also noticed the collective abnormal behavior of the students.

After every get out of class, the teachers discuss this matter in the teachers' office.

"I don't know how many times I've collected this this week. Every time I receive it, he cries and says that all the nearby bookstores have sold it."

"That's right. I heard that the key class also collected several copies. Teacher Wu tore them up in class. I could hear the scolding from the other side of the corridor."

"Exams are coming up soon. We can't go on like this. I won't let them read after class. Kids nowadays are either ruined by reading novels like this or by computers and cell phones."

"Teacher Bo, how is your class going? How many books have you collected?"

Bo Jing heard her colleague's question as soon as she entered the office. She was holding a book in her hand.

She sighed. She had said that the class had been very well behaved recently, and even the noisy Wang Chi would sit quietly in his seat after class.

As a result, I was slapped in the face in class today, and I was found out that I was reading a novel.

It would have been fine if he just watched it after class, but he even secretly watched it during her class.

She accepted it directly.

"This novel is really a cancer. From now on, my class will ban these meaningless novels. It's really lawless. If it continues like this, I don't know how the monthly exam will turn out."

Bo Jing doesn't have the same extreme ideas as them. In her opinion, if something is popular among the public, it must have its advantages.

It depends on what role this advantage can play on each individual.

She thought of Li Wenshu again.

She seemed to be the most focused person in the class. When she saw something that was popular in the school, she didn't even raise her eyelids. She just did what she had to do. She had her own ideas and pace, and she had strong self-control.

It’s time to have fun, and it’s time to focus.

Bo Jing couldn't help but start looking forward to the results of her monthly exam.

She knew how hard she had worked since the start of the school year.

It’s just a pity. If she had done well in the exam this time, their teacher-student relationship might have ended, and she might have returned to the key class.

"Teacher Wang, what are you looking at? You're so engrossed."

Teacher Wang is the math teacher of Class 7. She is a very experienced female teacher. She had been teaching key classes before, but she couldn't stand it anymore as she was approaching retirement age, so she started teaching ordinary classes.

She heard someone calling her and slowly looked up from the magazine.

"Oh, they're reading magazines. I'm just curious about what can attract them so much."

"How's it looking?"

"It's quite interesting. This is the first time I've seen such a novel. It also involves math problems. It can be used as the last question in their exam."

"That novel they read? Is it still a novel if it involves math problems? Isn't that a textbook?"

Teacher Wang smiled and said, "This author must be quite educated. This novel is quite different from other novels."

Teacher Wang's words instantly aroused the curiosity of other teachers in the office.

If students said this, they would probably sneer at it, and would not even look at it even if the students praised it to the utmost.

After all, there is an age gap. With such a big age difference, it is difficult to like the same things.

But it’s different if Teacher Wang also praises it.

We still have to see what it is that can be so fascinating.

—

"I saw it all! Those teachers took our magazines away and were reading them in their office!"

Wang Chi was making noise in the classroom angrily.

"There's no more to buy nearby. I only have this one copy. How can I live without it?"

Wang Chi had a sad face.

Ying Hongcai said, "You've got it all figured out. The guys in the key class are in an even worse situation. That old witch Wu Liqing tore up all their magazines and searched their school bags and desks one by one."

"Jiang Fang's cell phone was searched and smashed to pieces by her."

"Oh my god, is she crazy? She smashed something as expensive as a cell phone. Will she pay for it?"

"How could she possibly pay for it? It's good enough that she didn't call her parents."

"I just heard that she went to the principal's office and said that she would punish anyone who brought magazines in. Guess what happened."

"what happened?"

"Just tell me directly, why are you keeping me in suspense?"

"The little guy with glasses from Class 7 followed and eavesdropped. It made me laugh to death. The principal himself was watching. The old witch was speechless."

"Tsk, she should compensate them for the torn book. If she keeps it, she can get it back. But if she tears it up, it's gone. I went to the bookstore near my home for a long time before I could buy a copy."

"The key class has a hard life, and they have to deal with such a huge sum of money."

—

Liang Zheng came to work as usual. When he passed by the rest corner, he found that the magazines he had just put there a few days ago were gone.

Normally he wouldn't have noticed this.

But these days, his father has been talking about the novel in this magazine every day.

The time he spends on mobile phones and computers is almost as much as his own, so he has to supervise him every day and not let him spend overtime.

What kind of novel is so magical?

When passing by the staff office area, Liang Zheng discovered another strange scene.

In the past, you could still hear “Hello, Mr. Liang”.

There were not many people shouting today.

It wasn't that he really wanted them to shout, but he had heard these shouts in the past, but he didn't hear them today, so his ears weren't used to it.

Moreover, he found that some people were slacking off at work.

Liang Zhengjun's face fell. No boss could accept employees slacking off under his nose.

Even an open-minded boss like him is no exception.

Liang Zheng walked over to the employee who was looking down at something and said, "What are you looking at during working hours?"

The employee was so startled that he almost fell to the ground.

"Liang, Mr. Liang."

As he moved aside, Liang Zheng saw that it was a magazine, which seemed to be the same magazine his father had gotten from somewhere.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liang. I'll put it away now."

Liang Zhengdao: "Is it really that good? Well, pay attention. It's work time. You can watch it during your break."

He patted his employee on the shoulder and left.

When I arrived at the office, the assistant knocked on the door and came in to report on his work.

Finally, he didn't leave yet, hesitating, it seemed like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"What are you doing standing here? If you have something to say, just say it."

Liang Zheng gets impatient when he sees others being shy and hesitant. He considers himself a straightforward, impatient, tough guy who can't stand people who are too soft.

"Boss, the magazines you brought a few days ago were too few. Many employees took them and didn't return them. I have nowhere to read them."

"..."