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Ms. Wu's words drew the attention of everyone else in the office, who all turned to look at He Tiantian.
"Hehe, no matter how good the relatives are, they are still just relatives. It's just a matter of reciprocity, there's nothing special about it," He Tiantian said, without any pride or boasting on her face.
"Teacher He, I heard that the TVs in Hong Kong are pretty good. When can you bring one back for me?" Teacher Wu said. She was getting married soon and wanted to buy a color TV, but they weren't available in mainland China yet.
He Tiantian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm not going, and the TV is so heavy, who can carry it over!"
"That's true." Teacher Wu chuckled awkwardly. "By the way, I heard the clothes over there are nice. Did you buy all your clothes there?"
“No,” He Tiantian replied, “They were all sent from abroad by my grandmother and mother.”
"Huh?" Teacher Wu was taken aback again. "Your grandmother and parents are both abroad? In which country?"
“The United States,” He Tiantian replied.
"Oh, Teacher He, why don't you go abroad with us? I heard there are skyscrapers, extravagant lifestyles, and cars everywhere," Teacher Wu said enviously. If her parents were abroad, she would definitely go.
"Hehe." He Tiantian chuckled, "Don't think of foreign countries as so great. I've been abroad. Apart from the fact that the material life is better than in China, there's no such thing as the moon being rounder abroad than in China."
So the atmosphere in the office was divided: some people said it was better abroad, and some people said it was better in China. Our teacher, He Tiantian, was already ready to go to class.
The next day, Tang Ping'an came to the office and said to He Tiantian, "Teacher He, I can't think of a good pen name. Can you think of one for me?"
"Oh?" He Tiantian was taken aback, then smiled. "I'm afraid the pen name I came up with won't be good."
"It's alright, I'll like whatever name Teacher He chooses," Tang Ping'an said, looking hopefully at He Tiantian.
He Tiantian thought for a moment and said, "How about 'February Red'? It's named after the saying 'Frosty leaves are redder than February flowers.' Although the delicate flowers of February are beautiful, the maple leaves that have weathered the frost are even more beautiful and resilient."
"Er Yuehong?" Tang Ping'an nodded, his conscience pricked. "Thank you, teacher. We'll use that name."
"Okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow." He Tiantian smiled. "Study hard, create well, and opportunities are always for those who are prepared."
"Teacher, how much is the postage?" Tang Ping'an asked. Teacher He had already helped him a lot, and he couldn't continue to spend Teacher He's money.
He Tiantian smiled and said, "The postage wasn't much. It was sent along with the items. Even if I don't submit my work, I'll still send things to my friends. It's just a side thing, so don't overthink it. Once you publish, give me a signed copy."
"Teacher He?" Tang Ping'an asked, a little embarrassed.
"Alright, you can go back now. While you work hard, remember to take care of your health. It would be best to go for a run every morning; you're too thin," He Tiantian reminded her. "To go far on a creative path, you must have good health and healthy lifestyle habits."
"Yes, I've got it. Thank you, Professor He," Tang Ping'an said gratefully. Regardless of whether it would be published, he was still thankful to Professor He.
He Tiantian mailed the items to Xie Wanying because Xie Wanying's family owned a publishing house, in which she also held shares. Xie Wanying also wrote and published some of her own works.
Instead of submitting this book, "Storm Riders," to those big publishing houses and newspapers and waiting to be selected from among many manuscripts, it might be better to go through this channel, which may give you a better chance of getting noticed.
He Tiantian also wrote a letter to Xie Wanying, asking for her help. She asked that if the novel was good, she should be treated equally and given the opportunity to be published.
Tang Ping'an had high hopes for the novel, as did He Tiantian.
She hoped that her efforts would not be in vain, and that Tang Ping'an's hard work would be rewarded.
He Tiantian's anticipation and Tang Ping'an's hopes flew to Hong Kong with this small parcel.
Although Xie Wanying teaches mathematics, she is also an artistic young woman at heart; otherwise, she wouldn't have asked her parents for shares in the publishing house as part of her dowry when she got married.
It's important to know that the Xie family has many profitable businesses, and publishing is just one of their less profitable ventures.
Xie Wanying received a letter from He Tiantian. After reading it, she realized that it was a novel written by one of He Tiantian's students that He Tiantian had recommended.
“Darling, Tian Tian is so kind, submitting articles to her students.” Xie Wanying smiled. She and He Tian Tian usually corresponded and had a good relationship.
Qian Zhigao smiled and said, "We are cooperating with He Tiantian more and more. Whether my career can reach a higher level depends entirely on He Tiantian and Huo Yingjie. So please take a close look, my dear wife. If it is qualified for publication, please give He Tiantian some face. It is rare to find a teacher who values his students so much."
“I would have done it even if you hadn’t told me,” Xie Wanying asked. “If it wasn’t well-written, she wouldn’t have recommended it to me. It’s a wuxia novel, I’ll take a look first. If it’s good, I’ll serialize it in a wuxia magazine published by the publishing house.”
"Alright, you decide what to do," Qian Zhigao said. "A few days ago, I went with you to a family banquet at your parents' home, and your father finally looked at me properly."
"Hehe, I knew you would definitely gain my father's approval," Xie Wanying said. "You are so outstanding! So I never worried."
Hearing his wife's encouragement and affirmation, Qian Zhigao was even happier.
Xie Wanying took some time to read the novel and was immediately blown away. After finishing it in two days, she immediately requested that it be serialized in a magazine under the publishing house.
Xie Wanying replied to He Tiantian and sent her a generous new employee contract.
Seventy characters out of a thousand.
Because of He Tiantian's relationship, Xie Wanying offered very lenient terms, but there was one condition: under the same conditions, her publisher would be given priority in signing the contract for the next book.
He Tiantian was very happy to receive the contract. She looked at it several times and found it to be very lenient and fair.
Seeing that the contract was in Traditional Chinese characters, Tang Ping'an was relieved to find that the martial arts novels he had been reading were all brought from Hong Kong and were written in Traditional Chinese. Since the kid liked to study, he wrote his novels in Traditional Chinese, avoiding the hassle of converting between characters.
Although simplified Chinese characters are now being promoted, many people still use traditional Chinese characters.
He Tiantian personally summoned Tang Ping'an to her office, took out the contract, and said, "Tang Ping'an, we have news. This is the contract. If you think it's okay, you can sign it. After that, you will receive 7,000 yuan for each 100,000 words of manuscript you send out. This is only for serialization. If it is published later, there will be additional royalties. As for the price, it will be determined after the serialization ends."
"Huh?" Tang Ping'an was taken aback. "Teacher, can my martial arts novel really be published?"
"Yes!" He Tiantian nodded. "You've seen the contract, right? Of course it's real." (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.
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