Chapter 3030 [Two Updates in One]
They really have no impression of this name. As English teachers, if the student's English score is outstanding in the senior high school entrance examination and the scores of other subjects are also above the average, it is unreasonable for them to have no impression of this name at all.
"Do you remember?" The teacher who was holding the test paper moved it to the teacher next to him. The teacher next to him also taught freshmen this year. Hearing this, he shook his head and continued to correct his own class's test papers.
The female teacher who took the test paper put it back, smiled and shook her head, saying: "A full score doesn't mean anything. The exam should be calculated as the average score. The school has just started, and you are bragging about it. When the monthly exam results come out, if you don't get first place..." The female teacher couldn't help but laugh.
Teacher Wang looked proud, leaning back in his chair, holding the cup of water with Sterculia lychnophora in it, blowing on the non-existent tea leaves, taking a sip, and looking at the English teacher of the experimental class, he said proudly, "Not bad, isn't it?"
The English teacher for both the experimental class and the elite class is the same person. Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "It's useless to have good grades in just one subject. The college entrance examination looks at the overall score."
The fact that this student scored full marks in English but failed to enter the experimental class or the elite class also speaks volumes.
The other English teachers were watching the fun and encouraged him, "Why don't you guys compete with each other to see who does better in the next monthly exam, your class or theirs."
They are setting a trap for Teacher Wang.
Comparing the performance of parallel classes, experimental classes and cutting-edge classes? If we can beat them, then why do we still have experimental classes, cutting-edge classes and parallel classes?
Another teacher clapped his hands and said, "Didn't he say that he wanted to be the top student in the grade? Teacher Liu, just compete with him in a single subject!"
"Yes, yes, yes, let's just compare one subject!"
Teacher Liu was not fooled by them. He said, "What's the point of competing with only three of us? We should compete with everyone together!" He asked Teacher Wang, "Teacher Wang, am I right?"
The two people who were just competitors immediately stood on the same front. "That's right, although my goal is to be the first in the grade, you guys shouldn't give up so quickly, right?" He deliberately said contemptuously: "Well, you guys are barely good enough, but you can still give it a try."
The other teachers in the English group were so angry that they rolled up their test papers and wanted to hit him.
For a moment, the whole office was filled with laughter.
In fact, Teacher Wang was also very puzzled as to why someone who had scored full marks in English in the initial test at the beginning of the school year had such an average score in English in the high school entrance examination, while her scores in other liberal arts subjects were very outstanding.
He looked at her high school entrance exam results and found that she had barely passed the entrance exam to No. 1 Middle School.
He didn't think too much about it. After grading the test papers, he still had the leisure to take a cup of tea and hang out with the teachers of other subjects in Class 3 to ask them how the grading of the test papers was going.
Other teachers are not as idle as him. They teach more than one class. Some of them also teach classes for high school sophomores and juniors. They have heavy teaching tasks, lots of homework and test papers, and they are so busy that they are almost going bald.
Teacher Wang turned around and returned to his office with a smile. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and found that he had already taken the test paper and walked towards the teaching building when there were still two minutes before the bell rang. When he was less than fifty meters away from the classroom door, the bell rang.
He was wearing a gray shirt, holding a stack of test papers and English books in his hands, and his hair was combed neatly.
Some students who were originally chatting in the corridor, the moment they saw the head teacher, immediately jumped back to their seats like frightened rabbits.
"Very good." Teacher Wang glanced around with satisfaction, then spoke fluent English again. He handed the test paper to the English class representative and asked him to distribute the test papers to the group leaders, who then handed them out one by one.
He didn't speak fast, and in fact, he spoke a little slowly because he was taking care of the new students.
Even if many people don't understand what he says, they can roughly understand what he wants to express just by looking at his body movements.
Seeing that the English class representative understood what he meant and distributed the test papers to the leaders of the four groups, he translated what he had just said into Chinese again, focusing on the new words in it, and said: "I will only translate the same words for you when the new students start school. You will have to remember them by yourselves in the future." He looked around: "You don't need me to translate every time, right?"
Some students in the class answered: "No." Some students also answered: "Yes..."
"Students who need it should think about why you still need translation after I have translated it several times."
Teacher Wang actually deliberately uses this method to train students' ears and improve their listening skills.
After all the test papers were distributed, Jiang Ning discovered that his test paper had not been distributed.
Teacher Wang is about 1.8 meters tall and looks quite strong, weighing about 150 to 160 kilograms, with his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms.
He was tall, and there was a 15-centimeter-high wooden board under the podium, and in front of the board was the podium.
He rested his hands leisurely on the podium, with a test paper spread flat between his palms.
He looked around and asked, "Whose test paper hasn't been distributed yet?"
Jiang Ning, who was sitting in the third row of the second group, raised his hand.
"Jiang Ning, right?" Teacher Wang raised the corners of his lips, forming a very obvious arc, but it was hard to tell whether he was smiling or just pretending to be smiling.
He looked at Jiang Ning's short hair, picked up the test paper on the podium, and nodded in praise: "Not bad, you are the only one in our class who got a full score in the test. I hope you can keep it up."
Having said that, he walked down from the podium, personally handed the test paper to Jiang Ning, praised her a few words in English, and then returned to the podium and started the class in English.
The class was basically taught entirely in English. Fortunately, what he said did not deviate from the content of the textbook to be learned that day. Every sentence revolved around new words in the textbook. When talking about some new words that were not in the textbook, he would first use body language to help students strengthen their understanding, and then translate it into Chinese to let students know the meaning of the new words he just said, and repeat it for emphasis.
When answering questions, he would also ask students to speak English. Even though many students had strong local accents, Teacher Wang would encourage them to speak, tell them they spoke very well, and then correct their pronunciation.
After the class, all the students couldn't help but like the new head teacher.
The new head teacher would not keep the class going after the end of the get out of class. As soon as the bell rang, he would pack up the books, give a few instructions, and leave.
After a week of military training, the students in each dormitory have basically known each other, except for Room 610, where everyone is still unfamiliar with each other.
Jiang Ning's new deskmate, Xu Xiuli, gently poked Jiang Ning's arm and said, "Can you show me your test paper?"
Xu Xiuli had a pair of almond-shaped eyes and a short ponytail. She had grown into the appearance of a young girl. She looked much taller than Jiang Ning, but when they were queuing, she was only slightly taller than Jiang Ning, so she became Jiang Ning's desk mate.
Jiang Ning casually put the test paper next to Xu Xiuli, and Xu Xiuli quietly picked up her test paper and began to look at it. Then the students at the table behind them also stood up and leaned forward to look at it. Some people even walked directly to Xu Xiuli's table and stretched their heads to look. Soon, a circle of people gathered around Xu Xiuli and Jiang Ning's table.
Seeing so many people gathering over to watch, the English class representative, who was originally too embarrassed to look, also came over. Relying on his height advantage as a boy, he stood at the outermost edge, standing on tiptoe and craning his neck.
In fact, in this baseline test, the full score was 100, and he scored 90 points, ranking second in the class.
There were people in the class who prepared for the first year of high school during the summer vacation, but most of their energy was focused on mathematics, physics and chemistry. Even if they prepared for liberal arts, they prepared for Chinese, not English.
Moreover, the test paper for this pre-school assessment was quite difficult.
But with the bonus of high school knowledge, Jiang Ning was still able to get full marks, which was really surprising and amazing.
The other two roommates in Dormitory 610 looked at each other, and they didn't seem surprised at all.
Just when everyone in Dormitory 610 thought that Jiang Ning was an absolute test-taker and a top student, in the next few subjects, Jiang Ning's test scores returned to normal levels and were not that outstanding.
Although Jiang Ning previewed some knowledge during the summer vacation, she had to harvest rice, cook, do housework, catch crayfish, sell crayfish, and find time to write articles. She didn't have much time left for previewing. At that time, she had to first ensure that she had tuition fees when school started, so her focus was on making money.
However, in this baseline test, she basically got all the high school knowledge points right. On the contrary, she got some questions that the teacher thought she should not get wrong. Because she had been away from the textbook for too long, she really couldn't remember some of the knowledge points. She got some of them right and some wrong, and her results were not ideal.
When the teacher came to hand out the papers, he specifically mentioned: "Hey? Some students in our class got all the high school knowledge points correct on the papers, but got the junior high school ones wrong. This also shows one thing. During the summer vacation at home, she previewed the high school textbooks, but her junior high school foundation was too poor. She got some questions wrong that she shouldn't have gotten wrong, and she shouldn't have lost points!"
Jiang Ning looked at the teacher with a pair of clear big eyes, as if the teacher was not talking about her. When the teacher looked at her, she even smiled at him.
Jiang Ning didn't care about this matter at first, and neither did the other students in Class 3. After all, apart from English, Jiang Ning's performance in other subjects was quite lagging behind, and was not as amazing as they felt in the first English class.
But Jiang Ning still became famous.
The reason for becoming famous is that the English teachers in other classes are not human beings.
No matter how they laugh and joke in the office, once they leave the office, these teachers turn into strict teachers who rack their brains to find ways to motivate their students to study hard.
So all the teachers had serious faces, especially the English teacher of the experimental class and the elite class, who was the same person.
He walked into the class he taught with the test paper in his hand. After handing out the test papers one by one, he said in a deep voice, "In this baseline test, there are eight students in the whole grade who scored above 90 points, but only one person scored full marks."
The class suddenly became noisy and everyone looked at each other to see who had scored full marks.
Teacher Liu looked around and said, "Don't guess, he's not from our class."
The students in Class 1 immediately guessed that it was from Class 2.
Teacher Liu said angrily, "I'm from Class 2, why am I so angry? I'm the one teaching Class 2."
He pretended to be angry, and indeed pointed at the direction of Class 3 next door with some regret: "Teacher Wang in Class 3, on the first day of school, dared to speak nonsense in front of the class, saying that he doesn't care about other subjects for the first-year students, but English scores must be the best in the whole grade! It's obvious that he doesn't take our classes one and two seriously."
"As an English teacher who teaches two of the best and most outstanding classes in the school, how could I accept that? I would fight him back right there!"
"What a surprise! I just laughed at him for two days, and now the only student in the grade who got full marks in English is in Class 3!"
These words excited the students in Class 1 and Class 2, and their emotions became excited.
This is not over yet. Teacher Liu said, "Teacher Wang from Class 3 wants to make a bet with me. He bets that in the monthly exam in a month, their class 3 must get first place in the grade." He slapped the podium and said, "He wants to get first place in the grade? Has he asked our experimental class?"
“Can we let them take first place?”
The students in the experimental class were filled with righteous indignation: "No!"
Teacher Liu gave them a thumbs up and said, "I knew you were ambitious!"
These words aroused the enthusiasm of the students in the experimental class for learning. They were all holding their breath and determined to teach Class Three a lesson in the monthly exam one month later.
The honor of being the first in the experimental class is inviolable.
When it came to the English class of Class 2, Teacher Liu used the same words to stimulate the learning enthusiasm of the students in Class 2.
Teacher Liu then returned to the English group's office with a satisfied smile.
The English teachers of other classes were no less arrogant. The head teacher of Class 3 was so arrogant that he even labeled Teacher Wang the villain of the grade. "A small full score made Teacher Wang of Class 3 so arrogant that he dared to aim for the first place in the grade on the first day of school! Did he forget that we are not comparing one person's score, but the average score! Even if Jiang Ning from Class 3 always gets full marks, what does it matter? As long as all of us work hard together and our average score can surpass theirs, they won't be able to get first place! Do you have confidence?"
The freshmen who had just been promoted were so excited that they shouted with all their might, "Have faith!"
The teachers were satisfied, and the students in each class finally learned the name of Class 3, 'Jiang Ning', on the second day of school.
Some people even walked towards the corridor of Class 3 on purpose after class, wanting to see what the student who the teacher said got full marks looked like.
Little did they know that the number one lackey under the villain boss, Mr. Wang, in their eyes, did not do well in other subjects.
But the teachers don’t care. Class 3 has such a good hatred value that it would be a waste not to improve it.
When they returned to the office, they told Teacher Wang about this matter. Teacher Wang didn't care. Instead, he said with high spirits: "Then let's compete!"
The next day, the teachers went to the class again and said, "Teacher Wang from Class 3 said, let's have a competition! He's challenging us! If he wins this time, we won't be able to raise our heads in the future. You all should study hard. I don't care about other classes, but Class 3 must be defeated!"
These young and energetic freshmen are full of energy again.
The security guard refused to help, and Wang Yong didn't know what class Jiang Ning was in, so he had to do as the security guard said and wait for Ning Meng to pick up her letter. As a result, everyone else's letters were taken away one after another, and only Ning Meng's letter, with such large letters, was left hanging there, and no one came to pick it up.
The security guard said, "Ning Meng must be a boarding student. Every time a day student comes out, you can see her name at a glance. Only boarding students are not allowed to go out, and many students don't even go to the school gate."
Hearing what the security guard said, Wang Yong thought he would have to wait a long time, but he had a press card after all, and sitting around waiting was not his style, so he asked the day students returning from evening study one by one, thinking that among so many day students, there must be one who was in the same class as Jiang Ning, right?
Unexpectedly, the first person I asked was Jiang Ning.
"Jiang Ning? You mean the third shift?"
"Ah? Do you know him, classmate?" Wang Yong was overwhelmed by great surprise.
"I don't know him." The student who was asked shook his head: "I only know that there is a student named Jiang Ning in Class 3."
Their English teacher gave them a good lecture today.
Wang Yong was afraid that the information was inaccurate, so he asked several more students, and it turned out that everyone knew Jiang Ning.
He soon found out that Jiang Ning had scored full marks in English in the pre-school test.
Wang Yong finally found Jiang Ning's specific class and returned to his rental house. The next morning, he came to the security guard at No. 1 Middle School and asked, "Uncle, can you help me call Jiang Ning from Class 3 of Senior One?"
Wang Yong had been wandering around here for a week, and the security guard had gotten to know him. He even asked jokingly, "Finally found out which class you're from?"
Wang Yong smiled and said, "I found out. It's Class 3 of Grade 1. Can you please call them for me?"
The old man didn't refuse. He looked at the time and said, "They are still having their morning reading at this time. I'll go and call them when the class is almost over. It's definitely not possible now."
So Wang Yong waited anxiously in the guard room again.
After waiting until the morning reading was almost over, the security guard drove him out, locked the door, and ran to the first floor of the teaching building and stood at the door of Class 3.
Teacher Wang was sitting on the podium watching the students in the class doing their morning reading. When he saw the security guard, he came out and asked what was going on.
The security guard said, "There's a young man from Guangzhou who has been looking for Jiang Ning in your class for several days. He has a work permit, a press pass, a work certificate issued by his employer, and an ID card. I didn't see that he could tell Jiang Ning's class, so I didn't let him in. Now that he has found her, he asked me to call her."
"From Guangzhou?" Teacher Wang frowned, raised his wrist to check the time, went back to the classroom and knocked on Jiang Ning's desk, motioning her to come out.
Jiang Ning had just come out when the bell for morning reading rang.
The security guard took a look at the girl with a shaved head, who looked nothing like the writer the young man had described. He told her about the young man from Guangzhou who was looking for her.
Teacher Wang asked her: "Do you know about this? Do you know that person?"
Jiang Ning paused for a moment: "I know him."
Teacher Wang said with a serious face: "Come on, I'll go with you."
It is very popular to make pen pals now. Teacher Wang is afraid that some bad boys in society may seduce his students, so he must stop this situation!
Jiang Ning didn't want anyone to know that she was writing, so she hurriedly stopped him and said, "Thank you, class teacher. I really know that guy. I submitted manuscripts to some magazines to earn tuition fees before. He should be the editor of my magazine and he came to urge me to submit my manuscript." She scratched her head a little embarrassedly. "I had military training last week and didn't have time to write. The editor must have thought something happened to me and came to check on me."
The security guard seemed to have thought of something and said, "Oh, yes, there is a letter from classmate Jiang Ning, saying it is a certain publication. It has been with me for more than a week, and no one has come to pick it up."
"Okay." Teacher Wang checked the time again and reminded Jiang Ning: "Don't leave the school. Come and tell me if you have anything."
The security guard also smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be watching."
Wang Yong was excited to see Teacher Ning Meng, but when he saw Jiang Ning, his face was filled with disbelief. He even asked uncertainly, "Excuse me...are you Teacher Ning Meng?"
Then he got a positive answer from the short, buzz-cut classmate in front of him: "I am."
If others could see his inner turmoil at this moment, he would definitely be screaming madly: No! I don't believe it!
But on the surface, he still handed over his work ID and the certificate issued by his company in a serious manner and said, "I am Wang Yong, the editor of "Wuxia" magazine. I am here to discuss the contract and the subsequent manuscripts with you. Are you free now?"
He wanted to know if they could go out to talk, but the security guard would not let Jiang Ning go out. He quickly brought a small stool out from the guard room and sat on it. He gave the table and two wooden chairs in the guard room to Wang Yong and Jiang Ning and said, "We can talk here. You can talk here. I won't disturb you. You can talk."
Then he held the teacup, sat on the small stool, and looked at the two of them with burning eyes.
Wang Yong had no choice but to take out the contract from his bag and handed it to Jiang Ning: "This is the contract. Take a look. If you are willing to sign it, our manuscript fee can be increased by one liter, but we also have certain requirements for the quantity and quality of subsequent manuscripts."
In the 1980s, magazines commissioned articles based on enthusiasm and passion, and had no concept of signing contracts. As a result, in the early 1990s, a large number of authors were poached by rival magazines, which caused the magazine to be empty. Coupled with insufficient market assessment, they had a large backlog of inventory after entering the 1990s, which is still piled up in the warehouse. Since then, the magazine has been on a downward trend, and its market share has been swallowed up again and again.
But "Wuxia" magazine is large after all. Its glory in the 1980s also accumulated a lot of funds for the magazine, which allowed them to sign contracts with authors, and the contract was based on a certain number of thousand words. But this brought another hidden danger. After signing the thousand-word contract, many authors began to procrastinate endlessly in order to make up the word count, and even ghostwriting occurred.
But this is unavoidable at present. All they can do is to change from signing authors to signing authors' single works, and clearly state in the contract that it is linked to sales volume. The amount of manuscript fee per thousand words will be determined by the sales volume. If the sales volume drops, the manuscript fee will also be reduced.
The thousand words that "Wuxia" magazine gave to Jiang Ning for a single copy was not low at all, one hundred and twenty per thousand words.
This is truly a sky-high price among newcomers.
The security guard was so dumbfounded listening to this that he thought there was something wrong with his ears: "What the hell? How many words are there in a thousand?"
He didn't know much about the concept of a thousand words, he just heard that one thousand words cost one hundred and twenty yuan or something like that. His monthly salary was only one hundred yuan, so how could this thing cost one hundred and twenty yuan? One hundred and twenty dollars a month?
"Hey, wait a minute!" He stopped Wang Yong and stared at him warily: "Little classmate, this guy is probably a liar? What the hell is this, 120 yuan?"
Wang Yong had no choice but to take out the magazine he brought with him and said to the security guard, "Uncle, did you see this? This is the journal of our magazine. Jiang Ning wrote an article and sent it to our magazine. We published it and Jiang Ning got the money. Do you understand?"
The security guard asked Jiang Ning again: "Don't you have to go out? Just send in your manuscript?" He glanced at the contents of the magazine and said: "Isn't this the same as writing an essay?"
Wang Yong nodded vigorously: "No need to go out, Jiang Ning just needs to put the manuscript into the big mailbox at the door at a fixed time every week. We will send her the money after we receive it and publish it!"
The security guard nodded: "Oh, I see. You don't have to go out. Just continue." He sat back on the small bench in the guard room.
Wang Yong said: "This is the price of this book. If we continue to cooperate, we can discuss the fee later."
Jiang Ning had no objection. After reading the contract word by word carefully, she added a few more clauses regarding other copyrights. In addition to serializing in "Wuxia", all other derivative copyrights such as publishing copyrights, film and television drama copyrights, TV drama copyrights, etc., all belonged to the author Jiang Ning herself.
People at that time were not so aware of copyright. Wang Yong had no objection as it would not affect the serialization of his own magazine. It was perfectly normal for a magazine to publish the work after it became popular. However, Wang Yong still proposed that if a publisher came forward, "Wuxia" magazine could have priority in representing Jiang Ning's publishing rights.
The two then signed a contract.
When signing the contract, Wang Yong remembered that Jiang Ning was not yet fourteen years old, and the contract had to be signed with her guardian.
After he told Jiang Ning about the situation, Jiang Ning calmly picked up the pen and signed his name: "Don't worry, I'm old enough."
These days, household registration and age are confused, so in order to get her to work, her mother got her an ID card that showed her age as sixteen.
After everything was signed, Wang Yong asked Jiang Ning if he had any manuscripts saved. After learning that Jiang Ning had sent 40,000 words on the day the military training ended, and now had another 15,000 words, Wang Yong was relieved. He told Jiang Ning the magazine's internal phone number and asked her to call him if she had anything. "I'll stay in Wucheng for a few more days. If you have any manuscripts, you can give them to me first and I'll send them back to the magazine by express." He said, "You can bring your manuscripts here every day and I'll forward them to you."
He was also afraid that the magazine would leave things unfinished, so he just wanted to get the manuscript and send it out as soon as possible.
Jiang Ning did not hesitate and immediately returned to the classroom and handed the manuscript she had written over the past few days to Wang Yong. "After you have copied it, give me the original manuscript."
The manuscript was 15,000 words long, so she wasn't afraid of what Wang Yong might do with it.
When Wang Yong got the manuscript, he took out a pen and paper in the guard room and started copying it on the spot.
The security guard smiled at Jiang Ning and said, "Go have breakfast. I'll help you watch over here. When he finishes writing, I'll send the manuscript to you."
Jiang Ning also smiled and said, "Uncle, thank you so much. Judging from your temperament, you must have been a soldier when you were young, right?"
The security guard was immediately delighted: "You little girl figured it out!"
As soon as Wang Yong finished copying the manuscript, he immediately sent it back to the magazine and called Director Li to report his gains: "The contract has been signed. Teacher Ning Meng said that she had sent a 40,000-word manuscript a few days ago, and I just sent another 15,000-word expedited version."
Director Li finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what Wang Yong said.
Wang Yong mentioned that Ning Meng was really a freshman in high school. Director Li had known about this before. He said, "Since Ning Meng can't leave the school, you should stay in Wucheng for the time being. The magazine will reimburse your expenses. I will also talk to the Finance Department about your regularization. After you become a regular employee, your salary will be 300 yuan, and bonuses will be calculated separately."
What Wang Yong was thinking about was the staffing issue, but he also knew that his first priority was to arrange the work for Teacher Ning Meng. Once he became the editor-in-charge of Teacher Ning Meng and the magazine was doing well, his staffing would be indispensable.
Soon, a week passed and the market feedback for the fourth issue came out. The first print run was one million and there was no problem with sales. The South City and Shanghai City were still requesting more goods.
Soon, after "Da Song" was serialized in "Wuxia", the total monthly sales of "Wuxia" magazine this month were also released.
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