Han Mo didn't pay attention to the comments after he said what he should say. He went to bed and woke up again the next morning.

A burst of rapid mobile phone ringing echoed in the room. Han Mo connected the phone. It turned out to be Wang Lei, the head of the kindergarten. Before Han Mo could speak, Wang Lei's excited voice in the receiver had spread out.

"The moral of Little Red Riding Hood's safety warning is really great. At first, I just thought that the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Frog Prince is different. It's wonderful through your analysis. I'm going to print another 100000 copies. "

"Print it now? So fast. " Han Mo completely entrusted the publishing to Wang Lei. He trusted Wang Lei and Wang Lei was willing to help. However, Little Red Riding Hood was just a children's book, no matter how good it looked. It had just been printed, and it was printed so soon. Han Mo was not sure whether Wang Lei was right to do so.

Wang Lei smiled foolishly and honestly, "don't you know how popular your book is now? The book pushing network has exploded. The number of bookings has long exceeded the number of our first batch of printing. The supply has been in short supply before it is officially on sale. If you don't hurry to print, you have to come to us. "

Han Mo gave a light "Oh".

"Early this morning, I received a call from the leaders of the Education Bureau. They were also very concerned about the story of little red riding hood. They said that the city leaders were also concerned." Wang Lei was a little excited. Although he had been an educator all his life, he met such an influential fairy tale for the first time. Then he sighed, "the spread speed of little red riding hood is amazing."

The spread speed is amazing. Han Mo is not very strange. He didn't pay attention to the book pushing network after posting. If, as Wang Lei said, the book pushing network has exploded, it's not difficult to spread one thing all over the streets according to the current development of the network. This is the power of the network.

They simply communicated about the two books and ended the call.

Han Mo continued to do his own business, simply had breakfast, and then went out to the company.

More than a week before the competition, Han Mo will go to sichen media to report on time every day. Although the name of the competition seems to be to dig new people, it is actually new people from various companies. They are basically signed singers. Even if they don't sign, they are ready to sign a contract or make a debut.

Meng Si kept his affairs under strict control. It was always mysterious every day. Han Mo was not very interested in what Meng Si did. Meng Si didn't say it, and he didn't ask. But Meng Si will find Han Mo every day and deliberately disclose his plan.

Han Mo is ready to go to the company. As soon as he leaves the community, he sees a lot of people around the gate of the community. A small table is neatly stacked with piles of red brochures. Aunt Zhang in the community wears the armband of a safety propagandist on her arm and two young community liaison officers. She looks around the table as if she is sending something.

Han Mo glanced at it and didn't care too much. The community would always engage in some activities nearby, which generally made everyone pay attention to fire prevention and theft prevention.

As soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by Aunt Zhang's loud voice“ Xiao Han, wait! "

We don't know what Aunt Zhang used to do, but after she retired, she began to help in the community. In many communities under the jurisdiction of the community, almost every family knows her. She has a loud voice and is kind-hearted. It's easy to open the chatterbox. She worries about things in the East and worries about things in the west, but Han Mo doesn't have much contact with her.

Han Mo stopped. Aunt Zhang in the back trotted up to him, took out one from the small pile of brochures in her hand and stuffed it into Han Mo's hand.

"Go back and let your Xuanxuan learn. This is the brochure sent from above."

Han Mo casually opened the booklet in his hand and stopped at the little girl with a red hat on the first page. It turned out that the safety booklet was printed Little Red Riding Hood. The above vivid drawings are all reduced versions of Han Mo's picture books. Each picture is also matched with what Han Mo said on the book pushing website. It is concise and easy to understand. Not only the picture book version, but also the complete version of the story text are attached to the back of the picture book version.

He suddenly remembered what Wang Lei said in the morning. The city leaders and the Education Bureau began to pay attention to the story of little red riding hood. Attention is attention, but he didn't expect that the action speed would be so fast. The pamphlet had been printed and sent to various communities for distribution.

Aunt Zhang looked at Han Mo looking through the album and thought he was interested in the album. She continued to say loudly, "today's society is really chaotic. The big gray wolf is walking in every street. Human traffickers should be shot. It's hateful. We have to tell the story of Little Red Riding Hood to the children and give them safety warning lessons. Prevention is the first thing."

Han Mo looked down and flipped through the booklet, and with Aunt Zhang's light "um", it is estimated that Aunt Zhang said the same thing to everyone who distributed the safety booklet. After reading the booklet, Han Mo nodded in agreement and was ready to leave.

Aunt Zhang didn't mean to leave. "Xiao Han, what do you think of the story of Little Red Riding Hood?"

Han Mo replied lightly, "well, it's good."

The word "yes" suddenly struck the nerve of Aunt Zhang's chatterbox. It seemed that Han Mo became a like-minded person with her. Aunt Zhang's voice rose another octave and said excitedly, "I also think this story is really great. As soon as the booklet was issued, I taught a lesson to my two grandchildren at home. Hey, you said, how did the author think of giving children safety education with fairy tales? It's so talented. "

Aunt Zhang then looked at Han Mo with expectant eyes. When he responded, Han Mo didn't know what to say, so she could only cooperate with her and said "Hmm" again.

"Xiao Han, your Aunt Zhang has seen the world. I guess the Royal Horse knight must be an old professor in the Chinese Department of Beidu University. He may retire and have nothing to do. He can write fairy tales. If he doesn't have rich experience and solid foundation, he can't write them." Aunt Zhang talked with great seriousness, as if she had seen the so-called old professor.

"Yes." Han Mo listened to Aunt Zhang's saying that she was an old professor who had retired. He still used such a positive tone. He was a little sad and laughing, but he wasn't ready to stop her, so he nodded and didn't say anything.

"No, it may also be a professor in the Department of fine arts. It is said that this picture was also painted by the author. Talent, talent, it's still mysterious. " Aunt Zhang thought thoughtfully and made multiple-choice questions in her brain. Is it a professor in the Department of Chinese or a professor in the Department of fine arts? Suddenly he thought of something and suddenly added, "I don't care what Professor He is. In short, the Royal knight is definitely not an ordinary person."

Han Mo listened to Aunt Zhang boasting about the horseman for more than ten minutes at the door of the community. Finally, she left with the safety manual of little red riding hood. When she left, Aunt Zhang shouted behind, "I'll tell Xuanxuan well when I go back."