My Return to Life

On a new day, Fang Nian was woken up by the wake-up bell ringing on time.

After washing up as usual, I ran to the playground.

Even if he was at home for a few days, Fang Nian still got up early and walked through the muddy fields of the Maoba villager group.

The small arms and legs are gradually becoming stronger visible to the naked eye.

"Hi, Fang Nian."

After running a small circle around the playground track, someone in the shade ahead greeted him.

"morning."

"You do morning exercises too."

Fang Nian kept walking, and greeted Liu Yang with a smile.

He quickly caught up with Liu Yang, and then overtook him.

Liu Yang blinked, and ran behind at a faster pace according to his own pace, watching Fang Nian's back getting farther and farther away, he couldn't help but snorted softly.

After the third biology class in the morning, the young biology teacher He Lite found Fang Nian.

"I see that you seem to be busy playing with your mobile phone in class. Is it because you are not interested in learning biology?"

"If you can, listen to any class, at least not too much."

Although at this stage, the teachers of all subjects will not pay so much attention to every student.

The energy will be focused on students with better grades and listening to lectures in class.

There is nothing wrong with such an approach, the actual environment of Tangli No. 8 Middle School is like this.

It's just that Fang Nian's strenuous performance still gave the young teacher extra attention.

Fang Nian replied with a sincere smile.

"Teacher, when I can keep up with the progress, I will definitely attend the class."

He Li also smiled: "Sure enough, your math teacher is right, you are a person with your own plan."

"Okay, then I won't say more."

In her eyes, this young big boy seemed to have a convincing temperament when speaking.

After the fourth get out of class, Fang Nian watched the message from Donggua a few minutes ago while eating.

"I discussed it with the editor-in-chief. If the word count of your book can reach 200,000 words before August 18, it can be arranged to be put on the shelves."

"Including the 18 chapters of the manuscript you handed me yesterday, the word count is still more than 30,000 words short, and three shifts a day is not enough."

"Finally, I still want to confirm that you really don't think about it anymore?"

Fang Nian replied: "A manuscript of 30,000 words should be enough for tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you for reminding me, let's arrange it like this, put it on the shelves as soon as possible, maybe everyone won't be staring at every detail."

After all, no matter how good the results in the public free stage are, it does not mean the final results.

Especially now that it is 2008, many Internet users are actually not able to distinguish pirated versions from genuine ones.

Many times people think that the websites that can be opened are genuine websites.

To give a simple example, Fang is so old that he has never seen genuine extracurricular tutoring books.

On Tangli Street, it just doesn't exist.

The high price of genuine books is simply not suitable for such a remote town...

Donggua quickly replied: "That's fine."

"However, I have to tell you that although the current follow-up reading is good, piracy has been banned repeatedly, so in the end it may only be one-third of the remaining ones. You must be mentally prepared for this."

"As long as the ratio of favorites to subscriptions is not higher than ten, it is considered a very good book."

"In addition, tomorrow will arrange a strong recommendation."

Fang Nian: "Okay, thank you."

In the end, the release of the book "I Want to Be Rich" was decided in this way.

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In order to deal with the successive outbreaks after the launch on the 18th, Fang Nian planned to spend more time on codewords.

In addition to the nearly 40,000 words of 12 chapters that I plan to send to Donggua tomorrow afternoon, there are still 50 chapters left in the manuscript.

A total of more than 160,000 words.

"If it's on the shelves until the end of the month, I still need to save some manuscripts."

Fang Nian has a certain ambition, and it has to convert readers to the maximum extent even if it is put on the shelves in advance.

Explosive updates are undoubtedly the best way...

Before evening self-study class, Liu Yang walked to Fang Nian's seat and said.

"Fang Nian, it's very troublesome to type on a mobile phone. Can I just sit in front of you and study by myself, so I can ask for advice if I have any questions."

"Your way of thinking is very simple, and I think it will be of great help to me."

When speaking, Liu Yang put his hands behind his back, with a little arrogance in his expression.

Fang Nian was a day student in front of him, and he didn't go to evening self-study.

That's why Liu Yang said that.

Fang Nian said indifferently: "The front is not my seat, you can sit if you want."

"If I have time, I can try it."

He doesn't mind being asked for advice.

I don't mind if this person is the somewhat arrogant Liu Yang.

Mencius once said: "The problem of people is to be a teacher."

However, he prefers to be a teacher and can almost be compared with the supreme law of Wang Jingze, a modern physicist who will be popular all over the country in later generations-the law of true fragrance.

Fang Nian is not a saint, so even if he is a reborn person, he cannot escape vulgarity.

Of course, in terms of high school mathematics, Fang Nian can barely be regarded as a good teacher...

Liu Yang pursed her lips and said, "Okay, thank you."

Then before the evening self-study class, Liu Yang moved his books and sat on the seat in front of Fang Nian.

"Fang Nian~"

In the quiet classroom, a quiet voice suddenly sounded from the front.

With something that seems to be a guilty conscience.

"how?"

Fang Nian was busy solving the difficult problems in mathematics elective 2-1, so he didn't raise his head.

"How to do this question?"

Fang Nian still didn't look up: "Wait a minute."

After a while, he said, "Let me see."

After reading it, I quickly explained the idea of ​​solving the problem: "...that's fine, if you don't understand, read the question several times."

"Oh~"

"Fang Nian, why did you suddenly become so powerful? Is there any way, just tell me quietly?"

Fang Nian: "..."

"I'll finish this topic first, and you will tell me later."

"..."

"I'm done, take a look, right?"

"..."

Fang Nian raised his head and looked at Liu Yang this time: "If there is a shortcut, why should I do the questions, you say so."

When he said this, Fang Nian had a gentle expression on his face.

This is the biggest difference between him and himself before rebirth.

It's not so unacceptable that I don't look good when I smile.

There are not so many sorrows that teenagers don't know.

I don't even have the idea that others must accept my own truth.

Liu Yang let out an oh, and said in a dull voice, "I see."

On Tuesday afternoon, Fang Nian slipped out of the school gate and sent the prepared 12 chapters to Dong Gua's mailbox.

And a few hours ago, "I Want to Be Rich" appeared on the homepage's strong recommendation.

Heralds coming soon.

Once again aroused the attention and discussion of good people.

There are different opinions, some think that forcing Lai Lai is effective, and some think that the author is afraid, and so on.

Fang Nian didn't respond, he was going to wait until the day it was put on the shelves and then come back to try the heart-pricking feeling...

On Wednesday morning, when Fang Nian went for a morning jog on the playground, he ran into Liu Yang again.

Liu Yang greeted Fang Nian with a smile, this time he ran side by side with Fang Nian with all his strength: "I want to see how long I can run with you!"

With a sullen face, he looked competitive.

Fang Nian didn't speak.

While running hard, Liu Yang said, "Fang Nian, do you know that talking to you is like an exam."

After speaking, Liu Yang stared at Fang Nian nervously.

Fang Nian raised his eyebrows: "Ah, do you feel as tired as an exam after running so little?"

"Then don't run away."

Liu Yang: "..."

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Broken bowl.