After saying that, Ma Xiangdong wiped the blackboard and continued to explain the following knowledge points.
Everyone was following Ma Xiangdong in flipping through the books, but Ding Qiang, who was sitting in his seat, felt a little restless, as if he was uncomfortable somewhere.
During the self-study class, Ma Xiangdong called Gu Rong to his office.
"Gu Rong, you performed very well in class today," Ma Xiangdong praised.
Gu Rong looked at him quietly.
"Don't worry about what your classmates say. It's okay if you can't speak. Beethoven's inability to hear did not affect his becoming a great musician."
Gu Rong understood that Ma Xiangdong heard someone in class say that he was a mute, so he comforted him in private.
Ma Xiangdong looked at him and suddenly thought of something. "By the way, since you are good at math, I have a set of Olympiad math problems here. Would you like to try them?"
Ma Xiangdong took out a set of Olympiad math problems from the drawer and handed them to Gu Rong.
After Gu Rong took it, he started to do the questions.
Ma Xiangdong held a thermos cup and watched Gu Rong do the questions.
One, two, three...
Ma Xiangdong was secretly surprised.
Gu Rong finished the questions really quickly, which showed that he thought very quickly, and every question he answered was correct.
When Gu Rong finished all the questions, he put down his pen.
Ma Xiangdong took the paper and looked through it.
All correct!
He looked at Gu Rong with a bit of heat in his eyes.
"Gu Rong, are you interested in participating in the Mathematical Olympiad?"
Gu Rong thought for a moment and wrote in the notebook: "Do you have money?"
Ma Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, remembering that Gu Rong seemed to be an orphan and his family was very poor, so he nodded quickly, "Yes, there are rewards from the school and the city for winning the award."
Hearing this, Gu Rong nodded without hesitation.
After Gu Rong returned to the classroom, Ma Xiangdong announced in front of the whole class that Gu Rong would be the math class representative for the new semester.
The whole class applauded.
Only Ding Qiang had a sullen look on his face. He felt very unconvinced.
Why is Ma Xiangdong like this?
He had always been the math class representative, but he just got one question wrong and they replaced him.
No matter how angry Ding Qiang was, he didn't dare to vent his anger on Ma Xiangdong.
So after school, Ding Qiang took advantage of the fact that no one was in the classroom, deliberately glared at Gu Rong, and then ran away.
Pei Tiantian frowned, "Brother Gu Rong, when did you offend him?"
Gu Rong shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
Pei Tiantian was puzzled as to what was going on with Ding Qiang for no apparent reason.
However, she quickly put the matter behind her, and on the way home from school, she told Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu everything about her study plan.
She also said that she and Gu Rong would supervise their studies throughout the process.
Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu had no choice but to agree to this so-called poor student reform plan.
After returning home, Pei Tiantian and Gu Rong were about to go straight to their room, but unexpectedly they saw a man in the main room chatting with Wang Ruizhen and others.
After Pei Tiantian and Gu Rong put down their schoolbags, they went to the main room. Pei Tiantian then noticed that the strange man was the man she had met in Xie Jiagui's restaurant that time.
Wang Ruizhen smiled when she saw Pei Tiantian. "Tiantian, come here quickly. Look who's here. This is the editor-in-chief of the magazine you submitted your article to. He came to see you specifically."
Pei Tiantian walked over and leaned obediently in Wang Ruizhen's arms.
"This is my little granddaughter Pei Tiantian. Editor Xing, what did you want to talk to her about?"
Pei Tiantian looked at Xing Weigang, and then she realized that the man's face was filled with obvious astonishment and surprise.
"You...you are the Nameless One?"
Xing Weigang couldn't believe his eyes.
He thought that Pei Tiantian mentioned by the Pei family was at least a teenager or a middle school student, but he didn't expect that she was actually a five-year-old little kid.
This is too magical.
What can a five-year-old understand? How can he write such a long manuscript with such complicated character relationships?
Pei Tiantian nodded. She didn't expect that this man was Xing Weigang.
Xing Weigang is now in his prime, with black hair, a spirited look, and a hint of pride between his brows.
He has not yet become the middle-aged man with premature gray hair and a decadent complexion described in novels.
Nor have I lost my own spirit after more than a decade of rights protection.
Xing Weigang slowly digested the scene in front of him and said, "Did you really write this manuscript?"
"Uncle Editor-in-Chief, it's really me. What can I do for you?" Pei Tiantian asked curiously.
Why did Xing Weigang come here?
Also, has the copyright of his novel "Jinghong" been sold?
These doubts lingered in Pei Tiantian's mind, but she knew she couldn't ask him these questions directly, so she could only ask him indirectly.
Xing Weigang moved his lips.
He was originally on a business trip to Yu City, but suddenly he had an urge to go to Huangsha Village to find the anonymous person, get to know him, and make friends with him.
Unexpectedly, the anonymous person who was originally thought to be at least an adult has now turned out to be a five-year-old girl. Xing Weigang now doesn't know what to say.
"Editor-in-Chief Xing, don't underestimate Tiantian just because she is young. She is smarter than anyone else," Pei Zhiqiang said from the side.
Xing Weigang looked at Pei Tiantian. The little girl raised her innocent smile and stared at him intently.
Xing Weigang said, "Actually, I came here just to make friends with Tiantian. The manuscripts she wrote are very innovative and unique in the current market. If she is willing, I can help her organize these serialized manuscripts and contact a publishing house to publish them as a book."
Pei Tiantian was pleasantly surprised, and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "I do!"
Everyone in the Pei family was also very happy. The concepts of serializing in a magazine and publishing as an independent book are very different.
From this point of view, doesn’t it mean that their daughter Tiantian is a little writer?
"Thank you, uncle editor-in-chief." Pei Tiantian said with a smile.
Xing Weigang: “You’re welcome.”
Pei Tiantian rolled her eyes and said, "Editor-in-Chief, I like your books very much, especially the book Jinghong. I have read it many times!"
Xing Weigang raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Really?"
"Yes, if your book has the opportunity to be made into a TV series or a movie one day, I hope you will let me know!"
Xing Weigang laughed and said, "Okay, but I don't have any plans to do so at the moment. If there is such an opportunity in the future, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible."
Pei Tiantian paused.
No such plan?
What Xing Weigang means is that his book has not been sold to anyone yet?
"Originally, a company wanted to develop my book and promised me that there would be film and TV series projects in the future," Xing Weigang said, pausing for a moment. "But later I found out that they just wanted to defraud me of the copyright, so the matter was dropped."
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