Chapter 25

It was not until the students from other classes came to Wu Tao with a brand-new bosom friend magazine for signature that he knew how much impact his article had brought.

However, he is not used to this kind of attention, let alone enjoy it.

Fortunately, he estimated that the shipment of bosom friends in Binhu District should be very limited, and this concern will not last long.

This time, however, he was wrong.

Even without the bosom friend magazine, there are other things that can be signed and have to be signed, such as the classmate record.

[standing at the crossroads of fate choice: choice is more important than effort]

Author: the sound of the waves remains the same. Next to Wu Tao's handwritten name, looking at the mark, it is obvious that it has just been signed.

Open it, but it's not right.

Because when Wu Tao changed to volunteer, this magazine had not been published yet!

Did he write this article? Shen Bohong became more and more determined when he thought that the writing standard of the other party had risen sharply recently and the articles had reached the standard of model articles.

"Wu Tao, come out with me!"

At the corner outside the door.

"Did you write that article?"

Wu Tao nodded.

Shen Bohong was greatly excited, but at the same time, he couldn't help worrying: "I don't object to your writing articles like this, but if it affects the results of the high school entrance examination, I must remind you to distinguish between primary and secondary!"

"I know, Mr. Shen, it doesn't take much time to write an article, and the magazine has also reviewed the manuscript."

"That's good. I'll see your performance in the high school entrance examination in two weeks!"

When they returned to the classroom, Shen Bohong took the top book and said, "claim the rest by yourself." With that, he left happily with his hands on his back.

Watching the old class leave in a good mood, the class fell into boiling again.

At the same time, Jiangcheng magazine.

Wang Chao hurried into the editor in chief's office, handed over a statement and said, "editor in chief, the distribution situation in this period has exceeded expectations."

Hu xunbi glanced at the report and said, "only 5% of the areas are out of stock, which is within the normal range."

"But the out of stock areas are all developed coastal cities or provincial capitals, which are very regular."

At the suggestion of his subordinates, Hu xunbi stood up and said, "contact the printing factory immediately and print 10% more!"

"Yes, I'll do it now."

Quiet long street, clear moonlight, only a few game rooms and video rooms are dimly lit.

An Rong took Wu Tao's arm, and her sweet face was full of comfort.

The empty and uninhabited straight road made them walk into the taste of eighteen bends in the mountain road.

Because it can go longer.

"What do you want to do in the future, great writer?"

Wu Tao smiled and shook his head.

"Why?" An Rong was puzzled, and her pretty face was full of seriousness: "with your potential now, you can rely on this line to eat, and your income is very high."

Wu Tao looked at the vast night sky with a leisurely tone: "when I was a child, I wanted to be a scientist to change the world; Later, I also wanted to be a policeman and a soldier to maintain world peace... Until later, I found that in fact, I can't change anything in the world. The only thing I can do is to take care of myself and the people I care about. "

"... so I will do a lot for them. For example, use royalties to do business and start a company to make a lot of money. This is the best time and the worst time. We can't live up to it in vain! "