Seeing Wang Conglun running back in his arms, afraid that he would go back, Zhang Yiyuan touched his chin and laughed silently.

In fact, his proposal has a slightly adverse effect on "Story Edition". The serialization must have a beginning and an end. Half-slashing will cause readers' dissatisfaction. If Zhang Yiyuan is only the editor-in-chief of "Story Edition", then he will definitely not make such an opinion. He will not allow any damage to "Story Edition".

But what Wang Conglun didn't know was that Zhang Yiyuan had plans to go further, and there were people in the world, and the ancient and ancient legend magazine was not a harmonious place. If you want to go further, you would not be able to treat guests to dinner. You should not only do the work at hand, but also have a view of the overall situation.

How can you lead the entire magazine if you only stare at one acre of three parts?

Supporting the "Martial Arts Edition" is a reflection of his overall view of Zhang Yiyuan.

On the other hand, Wang Conglun didn't think much about Zhang Yiyuan's attitude. For him, his greatest energy was to perfectly create the "Legend of the Ancient and Modern Arts·Marriage Edition".

After obtaining the ten-page letter manuscript of "The Four Famous Conquering Guandong", Wang Conglun immediately summoned the editor and began to review the manuscript. Although he was the editor-in-chief, he also wanted to solicit opinions from his colleagues.

It only takes two or three minutes to read the content of more than 10,000 words, so after half an hour, the editors of the entire office had already read it.

"Boss, this manuscript is of high quality, with concise writing and compact story. It reads with a sense of grandeur and a very martial arts flavor." Dugu Iran squeezed his eyes. His pseudonym was quite cool, but he looked rather vulgar.

Biwanzhen is a female editor, and said with a little charming little woman: "I really like the name cold-blooded, the four famous catchers, Iron Hand, ruthless, cold-blooded, life-chasing, and so good at being a master."

"It feels very interesting. It's such a good article. Is there any more, boss?" Chu Tianluo asked with unsatisfactory questions.

Wang Conglun spread his hands: "The author may be a first-year high school student, a novice who contributes nothing, doesn't know anything, and he won't say anything, and he even submitted it to the "Story Edition". It took me a lot of effort to come from Lao Zhang. However, Lao Zhang is a good person, and he is planning to publish it at the beginning of the "Story Edition" to advertise for us."

"Then the relationship is good, what we have to do now is publicity." Li Qiuyu said excitedly.

Hu Ruzhi said calmly: "I counted it and this manuscript has a total of more than 12,500 words. It is a bit short. After all, it is not a short martial arts story, but a long serialization."

"It doesn't matter, let's see if we can contact the author and ask him to send the rest... No matter what, this manuscript is worth publishing." Wang Conglun said decisively.

"Does the royalties be paid according to the newcomer's price?"

"This quality is a little less expensive for newcomers, which is raised to 200 thousand words. When contacting the author, I would like to make it particularly clear that the author must continue to write higher-quality manuscripts, and we will receive as much as we come! I have a premonition that Zhang Tan and Tan Zhang have the potential of martial arts masters."

...

Zhang Tan didn't know that his manuscripts had a wave of influence in the Ancient and Ancient Legend Magazine.

He was busy bargaining with the store selling sportswear in Shuangdun Town. It was 2001. A genuine uniform cost hundreds of dollars. Ordinary students could not afford it, so they could only buy counterfeit goods. Copy goods did not mean poor quality. In fact, the quality of counterfeit goods was very good. The uniforms bought by Zhang Tan in his previous life were not bad until they were reborn, but the printed words on his chest fell off.

"I bought one for twenty yuan. I bought more, and there are eleven pieces!"

"Young man, you're so ruthless. I'll lose 21 items. Thirty, thirty is already the cheapest price."

"Boss, for the sake of our students, please pay less."

"Oh, young man, I don't support your students, but I have to eat when opening a store, right? Otherwise, I'll give you twenty-five ones, which is really the lowest price. If you have to lower it, you really can't do this business."

"I waived the money for printing numbers."

"Then, okay."

At present, Zhang Tan bargained with the boss and set the result at 251 pieces, which is almost the lowest price for a copycat uniform, and also comes with a printing number.

He handed over the height and number of eleven people to the boss and paid a deposit of 100 yuan first, and then Zhang Tan left.

After eating fried rice, I slowly walked around Shuangdun Town.

To be honest, after the excitement of rebirth passed, my heart was actually very empty. I had a longing for my life in my previous life that I had not succeeded in my previous life. God could give him a chance to do it again. But when I really started again, I suddenly realized that it was difficult to give up in my previous life.

Whether good or bad, it is a part of Zhang Tan's life.

If you can't say you can forget it, you will forget it.

"But you always have to learn to accept it. My opportunities are something that others cannot desire. There is no reason not to pursue a better life." After touching his fake hair style, Zhang Tan became more and more determined.

The previous life was the previous life, and this life was the same life. You must break free from the constraints of the previous life in order to live a leisurely and fulfilling life in this life.

"God, I, Zhang Tan, promise you!"

"Life will definitely be wonderful, live freely, and live meaningfully in this life!"

...

The matter of forming a football team is the biggest event in the class at this stage.

Zhang Tan was busy with this, and went between the dormitories of the second year and the first year of high school students, mainly discussing the participation with the students preparing for the football match in the second year of high school. Many students in the school had a vague impression, so they were more or less familiar with each other, and others regarded him as the person in the football team of Class 5 of high school.

Of course, the other people in the class had no objection. Even if they had any objections, they were embarrassed to raise it because Zhang Tan did not say who was the captain, but put the captain's hat on his head.

Creates a fait accompli.

Before he knew it, Zhang Tan replaced Zhu Ran in his previous life and became the leader of Class 5, Grade 1.

When he was a student, there were always one or two students who were influential figures in the class, representing their own class and communicating with other classes. This time, Zhang Tan did not mean to steal the limelight from others, but he had no intention of studying and had no money to go outside for leisure, so he could only call the wind and rain in school and cheer up his spirits.

They are all students, and it is not difficult for Zhang Tan to fool them. In just two days, they almost became the flag-holding figure among the freshmen in high school.

Especially because of football competitions, many freshmen in high school knew that there was a Zhang Tan in Class 5 of high school.

The girls in the class also like to talk to Zhang Tan when they are over. When they meet them on the way, they always say a few words. The green girls are as tender as bean sprouts, but their age cannot cover them, otherwise the beauty of the world will be natural and beautiful.

Surrounded by little girls, this made the strange Zhang Tan feel a unique flavor in his heart.

"Hey, Zhang Tan, when will your football team start the game?" The question was Zhu Mingxing, a little girl dressed in a very rustic manner. Next to her were two girls, Lu Jing and Tao Jing in the same dormitory.

Lu Jing held Tao Jing's hand very gently, but occasionally used his light to sweep Zhang Tan who was walking in a silly position.

"It's a week later. I've just started to form a football team. I'm not prepared at all and I can't play at all." Zhang Tan said, turning his head to look at the three girls around him.

His eyes were inadvertently looking at Lu Jing once.

Instead of being as panicked as Brother Chu, Zhang Tan was generously rippling an upturned arc.

Lu Jing seemed to have a deer running past in her heart, and quickly turned her head to the other side, not daring to look at Zhang Tan again.

This made Zhang Tan feel very funny. He had such a terrible performance a long time ago.
Chapter completed!