sbdcsierra Chapter 77 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
Chapter 77 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
After Si Yan left, Zhao Yu, who was still holding the manuscript and grinning foolishly, looked down and saw Luo Jun sleeping on the ground, and her anger flared up instantly.
"Get up, Junzi. Do you know that you almost scared our great writer away just now?"
"Hey Zhao Yu, why did you kick me? And are you stupid? We don't have any great writers around. Everyone's gone. The works we've written these past few days were all done by the two of us."
"Let me see if you're just daydreaming about becoming a great writer?"
Luo Jun stood up groggily and reached out to pinch Zhao Yu's face.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, go away."
Zhao Yu was furious. What kind of person is this? If you want to know if you're dreaming about pinching yourself, just ask. Why pinch someone else?
Ouch, it hurts even with the slightest movement.
That damned soldier, he's going all out!
"Give it to me, let me see where you went and what great authors' works you bought this time."
Luo Jun looked helpless. There had been quite a few similar incidents lately, but if it weren't for Zhao Yu's wealthy family background, Chenguang Story Club would have closed down long ago.
Seeing that Zhao Yu ignored him, Luo Jun went straight up and took the manuscript to read it.
Regardless of how well a manuscript is written, an editor should carefully read it before offering their opinion.
But after several minutes, Luo Jun still hadn't spoken, and Zhao Yu lost patience.
She reached out to take the manuscript from Luo Jun's hand, but unexpectedly Luo Jun gripped it tightly instead.
"Zhao Yu, you've got incredible luck! How could you find a manuscript of this quality?"
"What happened next? Who saved the protagonist?"
Zhao Yu shrugged and rolled her eyes.
"No, the author hasn't written it yet, but we agreed that she would send over at least 20,000 words of manuscript the day after tomorrow."
"Really? Zhao Yu, you've finally done something reliable. I'll handle the layout of the article, and we'll try to get the newspaper out the day after tomorrow, no, tomorrow."
Luo Jun's eyes lit up, as if he had received some kind of treasure.
"Junzi, are you crazy? It's already noon, is it too late?"
Zhao Yu was dumbfounded; why was Junzi even more anxious than he was?
"There's still time, how could there not be time! I'm skipping lunch and focusing all my time on typesetting. Go tell the printing factory workers to work overtime tonight, I'll treat them to something nice."
"Also, you'd better get up early tomorrow and put the newspapers out early. Be a little sweeter with your words, and if all else fails, bring up your dad's connections."
At this point, Luo Jun looked at Zhao Yu with exasperation, wondering how he could have such a stupid good brother.
Seeing that Zhao Yu clearly hadn't listened, Luo Jun laughed in exasperation.
"Fool, do you think people sell your newspapers because of you? Use connections when you need to, don't be so rigid."
"Okay, okay, I promise I'll complete the task tomorrow, alright?"
Zhao Yu had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender. Couldn't he just do as he was told?
Si Yan didn't care at all about Zhao Yu and the others' arrangements, because all she wanted to know was who had entered her home.
Seeing the extra footprints in the yard, Si Yan knew that someone had been to her house and had climbed over the wall.
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No matter how much the system Xiaoqi tempted her, Si Yan remained unmoved.
Suddenly remembering something, she rushed into her son Gu Xiuyuan's room.
She took two steps forward, opened the drawer containing the paintings, took them all out, and looked through them. Once she confirmed that the sunset painting was missing, she knew what was going on.
Yang Cuihua and Wang Shi, you two are really something, you never learn from your mistakes.
Stealing paintings, huh? Want to go to the city to study, huh? You're unlucky to have run into me. I'll show you what it means to lose everything.
After Si Yan finished unpacking the things she bought, she took out a long box from behind the wardrobe.
Upon opening it, one is immediately struck by the other series of paintings by Gu Xiuyuan, including sunrises and moons, all part of the same series as sunsets.
It was originally drawn by the original owner of this body along with her son. You should know that the original owner was considered a talented woman back then.
But one thought can lead to heaven, and another to hell.
It's impossible to say I've never regretted it over the years.
But seeing her sensible and intelligent son, the original owner let go.
All she wanted was to raise her son to be successful, and then go back to the city to visit him.
After all, I had broken my parents' hearts, and I had no achievements to show for myself, so I was ashamed to go back.
However, she never expected that her past life would end like that.
If they knew, they would definitely regret being so stubborn.
When Si Yan first arrived, she casually put them away, just in case.
I never expected Yang Cuihua and Wang Shi to be so daring.
And that pervert should show up by now, shouldn't he? Doesn't he love to torture others the most?
I've heard there's a snake den in the back mountain, and everyone in Wangjia Village is terrified of it. Why don't we let him experience it for himself?
After Si Yan finished lunch, Gu Xiuyuan returned as well.
He hung his head, looking unhappy.
"Xiuyuan, what's wrong?"
"It's Wang Shi. I heard that a famous painter who came to study abroad took a liking to him and wanted to take him to the city to study."
Gu Xiuyuan's eyes were filled with grievance.
I know I paint much better than him, but my paintings never get a chance to be seen.
"Xiuyuan, do you know when they will set off?"
"I heard it's this Friday."
Gu Xiuyuan looked listless and lacked energy.
"Xiuyuan, don't worry, they can't leave. Mom will take you to see a good show."
"Ah."
For some reason, Gu Xiuyuan just felt that his mother wouldn't lie to him.
And so another day passed, and the day that Si Yan and Zhao Yu had agreed upon arrived.
Si Yan set off early, but because of the long journey, it was almost 10 a.m. and she still hadn't arrived.
This greatly worried Zhao Yu, as yesterday's newspapers had sold like hotcakes.
It's a hit! Si Yan's martial arts novel is a hit!