After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Teacher Chen is gone.

When leaving, he gave Lu Qingfeng the sample issue of the magazine and the letter that came with it, then patted him on the shoulder and left the classroom.

As soon as Teacher Chen left, all 43 students in Class 2 of Grade 3 started moving.

In the classroom, the sound of tables and chairs hitting the ground was deafening.

They all rushed over and surrounded Lu Qingfeng's desk.

The person who was once the most unpopular person in the class suddenly became the most popular person.

Zhou Jing, who was sitting there, was a little dazed, as if she saw how popular Lu Qingfeng was in the class during his freshman year of high school.

Huang Qingyang originally wanted to leave quietly while no one was paying attention to him, and return to the classroom when class was about to start.

But Liu Xin caught him red-handed.

"Huang Qingyang, do you still mean what you said? You said that if Afeng's article could be published in the magazine, you would eat everything in the toilet. The whole class heard it at the time. Now the magazine is here, it's time for you to make your words come true."

Huang Qingyang's face flushed red, but he still held on.

"Yes, of course not."

"Okay, let's go to the bathroom now, and I'll watch you eat."

As he said that, he pulled him out.

How could Huang Qingyang be willing to do that? The cold and steep spring weather made him sweat profusely.

"What's wrong? You don't want to?"

Liu Xin forcibly pulled him out.

Surrounded by his classmates looking at him with amusement, he finally managed to muster some quick wit.

The critical moment.

"Who said I don't want to? Just go get it and I'll eat it."

"Alas."

There were sounds of disgust all around.

too disgusting.

Huang Qingyang was proud and said with his hands on his hips.

"Go ahead, just dig it out and I'll eat it."

"Okay, you wait."

Liu Xin couldn't stand his arrogance and wanted to get serious with him.

Huang Qingyang's face turned green.

Seeing that things were about to develop to a point of no return, Lu Qingfeng grabbed his best friend.

"Okay, okay, he's just cheating on food and drink, and you really let him do what he wants."

The people around were stunned, and then burst into laughter.

Huang Qingyang felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to crawl into the ground.

Lu Qingfeng waved to him casually.

"Go do what you need to do."

Having said that, he ignored him.

Huang Qingyang left the classroom dejectedly. No one paid any attention to him anymore and gathered around Lu Qingfeng again.

"Lu Qingfeng, can you let me see your magazine first?"

"Lu Qingfeng, what made you want to write a fairy tale?"

"Lu Qingfeng, is it difficult to submit an article to a magazine? How did you do it?"

……

Various topics kept ringing around me like surround sound.

Ask why you're so enthusiastic all of a sudden.

The sense of surprise is one aspect, and part of it is the guilt and the desire to make amends.

But young people don’t say sorry. They are more accustomed to expressing their thoughts directly through actions.

Just like when I was a kid and had a fight with my friend, I would suddenly hand him a snack when I realized I was wrong.

Although we didn't say anything, we made peace without realizing it.

Lu Qingfeng interacted with them with a smile, and magazines were passed around.

Hou Xiaobing noticed the letter on the table. He picked it up and was about to read it when Liu Xin snatched it away.

"Hello, Mr. Lu Qingfeng. I'm the editor of Children's Literature. Thank you for your submission. We have received your manuscript. Both The Little Match Girl and The Ugly Duckling are excellent works and will be included in this issue. We look forward to your continued submissions."

He read it aloud.

"Wow!"

The people around exclaimed in surprise, their envy was beyond words.

I didn’t feel it very much until I heard my classmate being addressed as teacher in a letter.

Only then did I realize that this classmate was also a writer in a sense.

It is not a novel published on the Internet, but the text is published in a physical form.

The two have completely different meanings. The threshold online is low and anyone can write.

You can even write a diary on QQ space.

But not everyone is qualified to print text into lead type.

For many students, writers are more sacred than many entertainment stars.

Lu Qingfeng's heart moved, because he felt that the Nine-tailed Fox inheritance showed signs of loosening.

Good, good, it seems that this is the right path.

The students didn't leave until the bell rang.

I don’t know who got the magazine, and it probably won’t be back for a while, but no one took the letter.

Lu Qingfeng tucked it into the book.

This letter should have been written by Yang Xiuxiu, but it was not part of his plan.

This must be the girl's own idea.

The effect is naturally excellent.

He decided to give Yang Xiuxiu another manuscript, thinking that it would make her happy.

By noon, when school was over, the news that his article was published in the magazine spread from the classroom to the entire campus.

Who doesn’t have a few friends from other classes in high school? They all brag about themselves during lunch.

"Do you know Lu Qingfeng from our class? Yes, the one who ranked last in the grade. Two of his fairy tales were published in magazines."

"real or fake?"

"How could it be fake? You know children's literature? It's awesome. It was founded by Bing Xin and Ye Shengtao, and it's published there."

"Oh my god, that's awesome."

"Let me tell you, Lu Qingfeng and I have a very good relationship."

……

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

The labels on Lu Qingfeng began to change.

From a special art student, to a collapsed idol, to a student with poor grades, he became a hidden writing talent and fairy tale writer.

The impression may still be shallow, but it has indeed changed the minds of many people.

By the afternoon, the teachers had also heard about it.

"Teacher Chen."

After the third class in the afternoon, Xiong Da, the head teacher of Class 2, came over.

Xiong Da’s real name is Xiong Shilin, and he got this nickname because he looks big and strong.

He is a rather old-fashioned person, but he is really responsible. He came here this time to learn about Lu Qingfeng's affairs.

"Teacher Xiong, sit down."

Teacher Chen is chatting with another teacher.

"anything?"

"Look, I heard something and I'm not sure if it's true, so I came to you to verify it."

"It's Lu Qingfeng, right?"

Teacher Chen smiled broadly, having guessed it in advance, and gave a positive answer.

"That's true."

"We were just talking about this topic."

The teacher who was chatting with Teacher Chen also said this.

"Oh, I heard Lu Qingfeng is still participating in the New Concept Essay Competition?"

When Xiong Da heard this, a smile appeared on his serious face.

"Yes, I originally wanted to let students experience the competition process, and I didn't expect to win a place. Now, I have some confidence."

Teacher Chen said with a smile.

"Well, Mr. Chen's idea is right."

Xiong Da nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said.

"Since this child has found another way out, we as teachers should support him. We won't force him to do homework in the future and should give him more time for writing."

“Teach students in accordance with their aptitude.”

"In addition, we also pay attention to other valuable essays. If we write well, we can also go to university."

Teacher Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"really."

Lu Qingfeng didn't know that there were invisible benefits waiting for him. He spent the most comfortable day since he traveled through time.

A day later, it was the 10th.

The new issue of "Children's Literature" is officially on sale.