Chapter 38 But I've Already Refused!

Gengzhi watched Feng Bo go from being polite and modest to being arrogant, and he felt annoyed but couldn't stop him.

He has been in the industry for three years and knows very well that many authors have tempers. Feng Bo's attitude is likely to anger that "seven-inch knife" and cause unpredictable consequences.

But when Feng Bo said, "You are really a high school student," Gengzhi seemed to be struck by lightning and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Many details in his mind finally connected together, allowing him to understand why Feng Bo wanted to snatch his authorship and why Sister Xu could see through it at a glance.

There is a saying in the industry: the editor makes the author, and the author makes the editor.

It is hard to meet a good horse, and it is also hard to find a good horse trainer.

The birth of many great writers is accompanied by the emergence of a talent scout who can recognize talent.

Several of the gold medal editors that Gengzhi knows have the qualifications to "guide and promote" many outstanding writers.

During a discussion, some editors would proudly say: "When I first met XXX, his writing was still immature. It was I who gave him confidence, guidance, and help that made us both successful."

Listen, listen, I have mentored great writers! Wouldn’t your rank improve immediately?

This kind of low-key show-off is what every young editor desires.

Every ambitious editor hopes to meet a young blue dragon, and after careful training, work hand in hand with it to rise to the top.

Feng Bo is undoubtedly ambitious, but his qualifications are too shallow. If you really give him an excellent author now, will he be able to train him?

But it’s different for high school students!

When Gengzhi received the manuscript of "The Hidden Corner", the author's pen name was Seven-Inch Blade, but the other party's contact address was Li Ye, a student in the first repeater class of Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School.

At that time, Gengzhi subconsciously thought that Li Ye was a teacher at the Second Middle School.

But now he understood that if the other person was a teacher, he would not indicate the class.

But Gengzhi didn't expect that maybe others didn't realize that this person with the seven-inch blade might be a student.

For example, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, Feng Bo, and Sister Xu.

Training a student with great potential and climbing to the top by stepping on the student's shoulders seems to be a free way to success.

Feng Bo quickly took a pen and paper and took notes while asking questions to the man on the other end of the line, Seven Inch Blade.

"We have to verify some things now. Your real name is Li Ye, right? How old are you this year? Is this book "Lush" a work you completed alone?"

"There are still some major problems with your novel. We need you to bring the full manuscript here. After we give you guidance and make strict revisions, it can be published normally."

A question came from the other end of the phone: "So, if your publishing house wants to guide me to revise the manuscript, who will be the one to guide me?"

Feng Bo's eyes fluctuated, and he said in a soothing tone: "The society has decided that I will contact you temporarily. I am a graduate of XX University and have sufficient literary skills."

“.”

“How is my royalty calculated?”

"My classmate, why do you only think about the royalties? Literature is noble and rigorous. You still need to learn more. Hello? Speak."

[As expected of a college student, I admire you. You messed up a good performance. 】

Gengzhi looked at Feng Bo who suddenly became impatient and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Listening to Feng Bo's precise and sincere questions, it was obvious that his thoughts were more meticulous and his strategies were more sophisticated than his honesty.

But you are a newcomer who has only been in the industry for a few days, why are you so anxious?

Don't just look at those gold medal editors who enjoy all the glory. The excellent authors under their control were also nurtured and guided by them with all their heart and soul.

Feng Bo, you are not a famous editor, so how can you expect others to bow down to you?

Do you really think you can control Seven Inch Blade just because he is young?

"Hello? Hello? Speak, Li Ye, are you still listening?"

Feng Bo's tone was no longer calm. He seemed to realize that he had used too much force, which might have made the high school student opposite him unhappy.

Li Ye was indeed not very straightforward.

Today he received a letter from the provincial capital, and went to the post office with great anticipation to make a phone call, thinking that he would receive a "warm and friendly" greeting and then discuss the amount of the royalties.

But after getting through the phone, he felt that he was not facing an editor, but a boxing coach, who was attacking him with straight, swung and hooked moves, and even wanted to charge him for private training.

For a moment, Li Ye lost all interest in continuing the conversation.

Li Ye asked coldly into the receiver: "I'm here, Editor Feng, right? I have a question I want to confirm."

Feng Bo on the other side hesitated for a moment and said, "Sure. Our publishing house respects authors very much. If you have any problems, you can raise them."

Li Ye asked: "At the end of my manuscript submission, I wrote down that if you are interested in publishing, please send me your contact number. So why are you not sure whether my novel can be published now?"

Feng Bo from the provincial capital was unhappy.

You are a high school student, what kind of attitude is this? Don't you know how to be humble?

So he said unkindly: "Student Li Ye, I think you must have misunderstood our meaning. The reason why we sent you the phone number back is to give you a chance to correct it and publish it, but it does not mean that it will be published."

Li Ye listened to Feng Bo's answer silently, and then asked word by word: "Just tell me whether to publish it or not."

Feng Bo also lost his temper and said loudly: "I have said it several times that your book must be further reviewed and revised by us. I hope you will correct your attitude."

"Forget it! Please return my submission to me."

"What did you say?"

"Pah~"

Li Ye hung up the phone directly.

Within a few days, he encountered two requests for "guidance".

But this Feng Bo is completely different from Teacher Ke.

When making requests, Teacher Ke was tactful, implicit, and even a little humble.

Li Ye can't forget the look of shame in Teacher Ke's eyes.

After experiencing years of ups and downs, self-reliance and self-respect may be the last precious things in Teacher Ke’s heart.

What’s more important is that after Mr. Ke knew that Li Ye was deliberately avoiding sensitive issues, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​“guidance” and it was Li Ye who took the initiative to offer guidance.

Based on Li Ye's experience of meeting countless people in his previous life, he could foresee that Teacher Ke would give him adequate compensation after receiving his help.

But what about Feng Bo now?

Listen to the tone and look at the attitude. Who is the PUA you specially brewed?

Am I begging you?

Want to become famous by stepping on my shoulders?

Get lost!

. . .

Li Ye hung up the phone readily, but Feng Bo in the provincial capital was dumbfounded.

He kept saying "hello, hello, hello" into the phone receiver for a long time before he realized that he "seemed" to have made things awkward.

This is just like playing stocks. You watch the stocks in your hands rise in value, but you hold on to them and don’t sell them. They hit the limit down.

There's no fun.

Nowadays, phones don’t have caller ID function, so I don’t know the number when I want to call back!

“Heh~”

Gengzhishuang, who had been very angry just now, suddenly calmed down and stopped fighting. He glanced at Feng Bo, whose brows were furrowed like a "川" shape, chuckled, and turned away.

Ten minutes later, with the careful spread of Gengzhi, Sister Xu and others, the rumor that Feng Bo was going to give writing guidance to Seven Inch Blade but was hung up by the other party spread throughout the entire publishing house.

Then, Feng Bo was taken into the office by Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu and given some private care.

After coming out, Feng Bo adjusted his mood and called Qingshui County again.

"Hello, is this Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School? I'm looking for Li Ye from repeater class 1. Is Li Ye not here?

Then please tell him that we have decided to publish his work and ask him to come to the provincial capital immediately to discuss publishing matters with us."

“.”

Principal Chang of Qingshui County No. 2 Middle School put down the phone, looked at Teacher Luo in front of him, and asked again: "Is there only one Li Ye in our school?"

Teacher Luo said affirmatively: "Yes, there is only one, and I have investigated. The boy has been acting mysterious recently, and seems to be writing."

"We can't just pretend," Principal Chang waved his hand and said, "We must make sure this is clear. If it's true, then we must have the support we need."

"Remember, everything should be based on the child's wishes and provide them with all the conveniences they need."

"Okay, I understand Headmaster."

. . .

Li Ye, who was very angry, took a walk outside. As soon as he came back and entered the classroom, he was stared at by fifty-one pairs of eyes.

A student at the door ran out of the classroom and headed for Teacher Luo's office. The report of "Li Ye is back" could be heard from dozens of meters away.

Teacher Luo hurried over, walked up to the podium, and gave a speech with a smile on his face.

"Li Ye, a student in our class, has studied hard and devoted himself to his creation. He has reached a publishing intention with Dahe Publishing House in the provincial capital. Let us congratulate Li Ye."

Teacher Luo took the lead in applauding, and motivated a group of stunned classmates to applaud together.

When Li Dayong reacted, his palms turned red from slapping.

After a long time, Mr. Luo on the podium stopped the endless applause, and then said to Li Ye: "Li Ye, how about coming up and saying a few words about your thoughts to everyone?"

Li Ye looked a little embarrassed, and stood up and asked, "Teacher Luo, how did you know that Dahe Publishing House agreed to publish my novel?"

Teacher Luo said, "Dahe Publishing House called our school just now and clearly agreed to publish your novel. They asked you to take the full manuscript to the provincial capital as soon as possible!"

“.”

"It's actually a novel? My brother is a writer. My brother is a writer."

Li Dayong was really happy and he even shouted to some people in the front row to show off.

But Li Ye smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Luo, a few hours ago, I rejected Dahe Publishing House's publishing intention."

“.”

Everyone was stunned, even Wen Leyu, who knew the inside story best.

Thanks to the book friend "20211029110351113" for the reward, thanks to the book friend "20230819222620083" for the reward, thank you, thank you!

(End of this chapter)