The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Zhou Hexuan's home.

Lying in Zhang Leyi's arms, Liao Yaquan kept wiping away tears, weeping and pouring out his grievances: "Wuwu...I...I thought he...he really liked me, he was very...very nice to me, I didn't...I didn't expect He just wants to occupy my body, and he took off all my clothes, I...I'm dead! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zhang Leyi patted her vest comfortingly: "Don't be sad, it's just that you took off your coat. You wear a lot of clothes in winter, and he didn't take advantage of you at all. You are still a big girl."

"Wow... woo woo woo!" Liao Yaquan felt sad and continued to cry loudly while lying on his stomach.

Zhou Hexuan suppressed his smile and sat on the sofa to enjoy Liao Yaquan's wonderful performance.

Sun Yonghao didn't know that there was a fake in it, and he was filled with righteous indignation: "This idiot Chu has harmed so many women from good families. If the husband didn't stop him today, I would definitely kill him!"

"You're talking nonsense," Sun Yongzhen was much more stable, criticizing his younger brother with glaring eyes, "If you kill Chu Yufeng, what will Mr. Rang do? Bring you food in the prison? This kind of warlord can't be provoked."

"Brother, why are you talking for that bastard?" Sun Yonghao held his breath, "If it wasn't for the fear of causing trouble to Mr., even if it was killing someone to save his life, I would have killed that surnamed Chu. Those who practice martial arts, It is to fight against injustice. The person I admire the most is Guo Jing, a great hero who serves the country and the people. I want to be a hero!"

Sun Yongzhen kicked his younger brother and cursed: "You have listened to too many novels, go back to your room and sleep."

"You didn't say anything wrong, why did you kick me?" Sun Yonghao muttered and left.

When Liao Yaquan was almost crying, Zhou Hexuan took the initiative to suggest, "You'd better not go to the Sea Committee, and come to work at the newspaper office in the future."

"Really?" Liao Yaquan was overjoyed when she heard the words, this is what she wanted, and then said coyly, "But I haven't made a newspaper, so I'm afraid it won't work well."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "It's okay, do chores first, and learn as you go. You are a college student, so you should learn quickly."

Liao Yaquan quickly thanked: "Thank you Mr. Zhou, if it weren't for your help, I don't know what to do. My relatives are gone, and you will be my relatives in the future. I will work hard and repay your kindness."

Zhou Hexuan said: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes, yes, I must repay your great kindness," Liao Yaquan expressed his sincerity, and then worried: "What about Chu Yufeng? Will he come to pester me again, or find Mr. Zhou? Trouble?"

"Don't worry, I have a good relationship with the young marshal, and the young marshal's wife will help me warn him." Zhou Hexuan said comfortingly.

"That's good," Liao Yaquan patted his chest and said in shock, "Mr. Zhou, but I'm still afraid. Can I stay with you for a few days and move out after a while?"

Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Leyi looked at each other, and the grand finale came to the stage.

Zhou Hexuan made a very embarrassed look: "Well, I'm afraid it's inconvenient. I have a fiancée, and you are a single woman. People will laugh at you if you spread the word."

Feeling lost, Liao Yaquan lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers and said, "Since it's inconvenient, let's forget it."

Zhang Leyi felt that it was time for her to appear on the stage, and immediately complained to Zhou Hexuan: "What's the inconvenience? It's dangerous for Yaquan to live alone, let her stay here first, and we can talk about it after the matter is over."

"Forget it, Sister Zhang, don't make things difficult for Mr." Liao Yaquan persuaded Zhang Leyi instead.

Zhang Leyi is quite like a mistress, and comforted: "Yaquan, don't worry, I will definitely help with this kind of thing. It's settled like this, you will live with Brother Zhou from now on."

Liao Yaquan looked at Zhou Hexuan pitifully: "Mr. Zhou, is it okay?"

Zhou Hexuan reluctantly said: "Okay, Le Yi agrees, how can I object."

"Thank you, thank you! Mr. Zhou, Sister Zhang, you are the best people in the world." Liao Yaquan was so grateful that he almost kowtowed to his knees.

next morning.

Zhou Hexuan took Liao Yaquan out, picked up Zhang Leyi next door, and went to the newspaper office together.

Liao Yaquan was very diligent, seeing everyone calling her brother, rushing to serve tea and water, coaxing Li Shoumin, Shen Congwen, Zhu Xiang, Zheng Zhengyin and others around, everyone regarded her as a little girl who needed to be taken care of. younger sister.

In the middle of the morning, Zhang Leyi received a telegram. As soon as she was about to take it in for Zhou Hexuan, Liao Yaquan said courteously: "Sister Zhang, let me help you. Sit down and rest, don't get tired."

Zhang Leyi handed the telegram to Liao Yaquan and said with a smile, "Then I will trouble you."

"It's okay." Liao Yaquan said happily.

Liao Yaquan glanced at the content seemingly casually, knocked on the door and entered Zhou Hexuan's office: "Mr. Zhou, a telegram from the United States."

Zhou Hexuan sat up straight and said with a smile, "Read it."

Only then did Liao Yaquan pretend to read the telegram, and then said: "It is an overseas telegram sent from the United States yesterday by a lady named Pearl in English. She said that your "Rise of Great Powers" was published in the printing shop on December 30. It will be officially launched in the United States on January 1. "Goddess" is still under consideration, if "The Rise of Great Powers" sells well, then the publisher will follow the trend and publish "Goddess."

"Well, I see." Zhou Hexuan nodded.

Liao Yaquan said in an adoring tone: "Mr. Zhou, you are so amazing that you can actually publish a book in the United States!"

Zhou Hexuan deliberately led Liao Yaquan to think in a crooked way: "Actually, Americans are no big deal. Don't think of them as far away. Americans are human beings, and we Chinese don't need to be smart. When I was in the United States, I often thought of American People play around. As long as you have the ability, Americans can do whatever they want."

"Mr. Zhou, you can still order Americans?" Liao Yaquan said in disbelief.

Zhou Hexuan pretended to be a slip of the tongue, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Well, go and add some water for me, this tea is almost dry."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Liao Yaquan put down the telegram, picked up his teacup and ran outside. I thought to myself: This Zhou Hexuan really has a problem, the organization behind him should have a lot of power in the United States. Damn American ghosts, only they can infiltrate power into the empire.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Hexuan tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about how to make up a story.

S.H.I.E.L.D.? Hydra? Or Freemasonry? Should the headquarters be called Ironforge, or Stormwind?

Well, it needs a nice and resounding name.

For the Horde, Demacia!

While Zhou Hexuan was racking his brains for the "mysterious organization", the publisher Mike Howard in the United States was nervous and anxious. Although he personally is very optimistic about "The Rise of Great Powers", it is difficult to predict whether this semi-popular and semi-academic work will be accepted by ordinary readers.