On a new day, Fang Nian was woken up by the wake-up bell that rang on time.

After washing up, I ran to the playground as usual.

Even when he was at home for a few days, Fang Nian still got up early and walked through the dirt fields of the Maoba village group.

My little arms and legs are getting stronger and stronger visibly to the naked eye.

"Hi, Fang Nian."

After running a short half circle around the playground track, someone greeted him under the shade of a tree in front of him.

"morning."

"You also do morning exercises."

Fang Nian kept walking and greeted Liu Yang with a smile.

He quickly caught up with Liuyang and then passed him.

Liuyang blinked and ran behind at a faster pace according to his own rhythm. Watching Fang Nian's back getting further and further away, he couldn't help but snorted softly.

After the third biology class in the morning, the young biology teacher He Li specifically looked for Fang Nian.

"I see that you are busy playing with your mobile phone in class. Are you not interested in studying biology?"

"If you can, listen to any class, at least don't lose too much."

Although at this stage, teachers of all subjects do not pay so much attention to every student.

The energy will be focused on students with better grades and who listen in class.

There is nothing wrong with this approach. The actual environment of Tangli No. 8 Middle School is like this.

However, Fang Nian's diligent performance still attracted extra attention to this young teacher.

Fang Nian replied with a sincere smile.

"Teacher, when I can keep up with the progress, I will definitely listen to the class."

He Li also smiled: "Sure enough, your math teacher is right, you are a person with your own plans."

"Okay, then I won't say more."

In her eyes, this young boy seemed to have a convincing temperament when speaking.

After the fourth period, Fang Nian was eating while reading the message that Donggua had sent a few minutes ago.

"I have discussed with the editor-in-chief. If the word count of your book can reach 200,000 words before August 18, we can arrange for it to be put on the shelves."

"Including the 18 chapters of the manuscript you gave me yesterday, the word count is still more than 30,000 words short. Three updates a day is not enough."

"Finally, I still want to confirm, are you really not thinking about it anymore?"

Fang Nian replied: "The 30,000-word manuscript should be enough tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you for reminding me. Let's arrange it this way and put it on the shelves as soon as possible. Maybe everyone won't focus on zooming in on every detail."

After all, no matter how good the results are in the public free stage, it does not represent the final results.

Especially now in 2008, many Internet users are actually not able to distinguish between pirated and genuine products.

Many times people think that the websites that can be opened are genuine websites.

To give a simple example, Fang is so old that he has never even seen genuine extracurricular tutoring books.

On Tangli Street, it just doesn't exist.

The high price of genuine books is simply not suitable for such a remote town...

Winter Melon quickly replied: "Okay."

"But I have to tell you that although current reading is good, piracy continues, so in the end only one third may survive. You have to be mentally prepared for this."

"As long as the ratio of collections to subscriptions is no higher than 10, it is considered a very good book."

"In addition, we will arrange strong recommendations tomorrow."

Fang Nian: "Okay, thank you."

Finally, the matter of putting the book "I Want to Be Rich" on the shelves was decided.

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In order to cope with the launch on the 18th and the subsequent outbreaks, Fang Nian planned to spend more time on coding.

In addition to the 12 chapters of nearly 40,000 words that are going to be sent to Donggua tomorrow afternoon, there are still 50 chapters left in the current archive.

More than 160,000 words in total.

"If the update is released until the end of the month, I still need to save some manuscripts."

Fang Nian has certain ambitions, and he has to maximize the conversion of readers by putting it on the shelves in advance.

Exploding updates is undoubtedly the best way...

Before the evening self-study class, Liu Yang walked to Fang Nian's seat and said.

"Fang Nian, it's very troublesome to type on your mobile phone. Can I sit in front of you and study by myself? I can ask you if I have any questions."

"What you said is very simple. I think it will be of great help to me."

When speaking, Liuyang clasped his hands behind his back, looking a little arrogant.

Fang Nian was a day student and did not attend evening self-study.

That's why Liu Yang said this.

Fang Nian said nonchalantly: "My seat is not in the front, you can sit down if you want."

"If I have time, I can give it a try."

He doesn't mind being asked for advice.

I don’t mind that this person is Liu Yang, who is a bit arrogant.

Mencius once said: "The trouble for people is to be a teacher."

However, his preference to be a teacher can almost be compared with the supreme law of modern physicist Wang Jingze, which will be popular all over the country in later generations - the law of true fragrance.

Fang Nian is not a saint, so even a reborn person cannot avoid being vulgar.

Of course, in terms of high school mathematics, Fang Nian can barely be considered a good teacher...

Liuyang pursed her lips and said, "Okay, thank you."

Then before the evening self-study class, Liu Yang moved his books and sat on the seat in front of Fang Nian.

"Fang Nian~"

In the quiet classroom, a quiet voice suddenly sounded from the front.

It has some hint of guilty conscience.

"how?"

Fang Nian was busy solving problems in Mathematics Elective 2-1 without raising his head.

"How to solve this problem?"

Fang Nian still didn't look up: "Wait a minute."

After a moment he said: "Let me take a look."

After reading it, he quickly explained his ideas for solving the problem: "...That's enough. If you don't understand, just read the question several times."

"Oh~"

"Fang Nian, why did you suddenly become so powerful? Is there any way to do it? Just tell me quietly?"

Fang Nian: "..."

"I'll finish this question first, and you'll tell me later."

"..."

"I'm done, can you take a look?"

"..."

Fang Nian raised his head and glanced at Liu Yang this time: "If there is a shortcut, why should I do the questions? You think so."

When he said this, Fang Nian's face was gentle.

This is the biggest difference between him and his self before rebirth.

I’m not that intolerant of the fact that I look ugly when I smile.

There are not so many young people who don’t know the feeling of sadness.

There is no need for others to accept your reasoning.

Liuyang snorted and said dullly: "I understand."
To be continued...