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Volume 1: Leaving a Name in the Literary World Chapter 24: Time and Youth Scattered

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    Therefore, "Kunlun Shang" brings readers not only the novel design of martial arts movements, nor the grand scenes of new and old weapons, but also the thinking of humanities, the description of Chinese politics, and the traditional culture.  The promotion of Of course, it is inevitable that as the newspaper said: "propaganda of superstitious ideas".

    Zhang Hongyuan and Chen Mo were not interested in guessing, so he laughed loudly and said: "It's not a lot, the national sales volume is exactly 10,000 copies! It's 28 yuan per book, leaving aside the printing fee and other small things, the total is 3 yuan  , Brother, your net income now is 250,000 yuan, I have transferred the account to you, hurry up and take a look!"

    Chen Mo smiled and scolded: "Brother Zhang, why are you so happy? You don't make any money?"

    Zhang Hongyuan replied: "I am happy to see my brothers making money! By the way, I am now preparing your "Those Things in China". I have read it to many literati, and they have both praised and criticized it, but most of them have praised it!  You guys have to write to me quickly, it¡¯s all money!¡±

    It seems that the field of martial arts novels in China is bound to be turbulent, and in terms of history, there will also be some debate and justification!  However, it doesn't matter to him, there is a big guy like Zhang Hongyuan in front of him!

    Chen Mo hurriedly said a few greetings and hung up the phone. Fatty Zhang called No. 4 Middle School when he was fine, urging him to write a book!  Urgent update, this is an urgent reminder!

    Chen Mo was a little happy to think about the sales volume of 10,000 yuan this week, but he was a little disapproving of the 250,000 yuan. It was only 250,000 yuan, which was not enough for a building in the city

    But when I think about it right away, is it 1997?  The salary of a civil servant in Feng City is only about 400 yuan. After this calculation, Chen Mo was not calm. Doesn't that mean that he earned the salary of a civil servant for 53 years in one week?

    Chen Mo said that he, Alexander

    Chen Mo is a celebrity in school, and he is unrivaled in the gangster circles in Feng City. This is not a boast, so his request for leave was approved after just talking to the class teacher.

    Without calling Chen Cheng and the others, Chen Mo walked out of the school alone. With his legs slightly bent and a surge of secret energy, he began to walk quickly. There is a name for this pace in Chenjiazhuang, called "cat steps", not walking.  The catwalk on the platform is a way to travel quickly without running. Although the speed is not very fast, it saves trouble and effort, and is quite convenient for traveling long distances. It was the method of marching by the Chen family army back then.

    Chen Mo arrived at ICBC, took out the bank note and handed it in: "Sister, please give me one thousand yuan."

    The counter clerk looked stunned. One thousand yuan was her two months¡¯ salary!  But when she looked at the balance after using the coupons, she couldn't help but exclaimed "Oops", but it was the words "Balance 250,000" on it that frightened her.

    The counter clerk rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw correctly, and then looked at Chen Mo with some surprise.  She saw that although the young man's clothes were quite old-fashioned, they were washed extremely clean. Although there was a glass between them, she seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of soap.  Seeing how handsome and energetic the young man was, the female counter clerk was in her thirties, but her heart was attracted by the handsome young man and the abundant money.

    Chen Mo was a little impatient at being looked at. In his heart, you can be my mother's aunt, so don't let me go. We don't want this.  But Chen Mo was still quite polite on the surface: "Sister, I'm sorry to trouble you!"

    The female counter clerk came back to her senses. Fortunately, the quality of married women has always been improving day by day, and she did not feel ugly. She smiled cheerfully and said, "Okay, little brother, please wait a moment."

    After a while, both Qianhe and Qianhe handed over their bankbooks, but after thinking about it, Chen Mo said with the shyness of a young man: "Sister, please open a bankbook for me, and the money can be transferred to 100,000 yuan from this. It's troublesome.  !¡±

    The female counter clerk said with a smile: "Okay, little brother, you can do whatever you want!"

    The other woman in the bank couldn't help laughing, but Chen Mo's face turned stiff. Is this a blatant tease?

    After another three or five minutes, the woman handed out the two folds, and even grabbed a handful when Chen Mo took it. It was so wet and greasy that Chen Mo felt uncomfortable!

    Chen Mo held it back and said with a smile: "Thank you!" After saying that, he picked it up and turned around and left, not wanting to talk.  Not only did this woman mean to seduce him with her flirtatious eyes, but she also had a vague look like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. Chen Mo couldn't stand it. Could it be that mother and daughter couldn't have it all?

    At this time, the woman¡¯s voice came from behind: ¡°Little brother, come here often!¡±

    Chen Mo almost staggered and vomited in his heart: "What can you do when I'm here? You want to eat us? You bitches"

    On the street, Chen Mo was too lazy to think about other things, so he hired a large-scale farmer for one hundred yuan.??Tricycles, large-scale purchasing activities have begun, and running water mats have to be set up in the village!

    Time always passes unconsciously.  In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo graduated from junior high school and entered the first year of high school, then the first year of high school and then the second year of high school. From the second year of high school to the third year of high school, the college entrance examination was just around the corner.

    Chen Mo remembers that the 2001 college entrance examination papers in Inner Mongolia Province confused most of the candidates and worried all the parents.  Although Chen Mo was nominally ranked fourth in the school, he only scored a pitiful 580 points. If he hadn't studied hard for a year, he might not have been able to get up to 300 points.

    I remember that Chen Mo, who was still the boss of No. 1 Middle School, wrote a poem: "The last sentence: The reputation of reading has been passed down through the ages, and those who failed wiped away their tears and sighed! The long single-plank bridge was difficult to cross, and those who were broken and sinking in the sand have not returned. Horizontal comments:  After studying, go to work."

    Chen Mo no longer has the energy and enthusiasm of a young man. Even though he can be tainted with a lot of youthful atmosphere on campus, after all, he is bright on the outside but stale on the inside.

    Looking at the students downstairs who were crying and taking photos, Chen Mo smiled, not at ridicule, but at himself for having only a little emotion of separation. Could this be growing up, or euphemistically called "maturity"  The price?  Perhaps this is the price of "aging".

    Chen Mo laughed secretly: "My heart is already 50, and I have entered the ranks of the elderly!"

    Just as Chen Mo was secretly despising him as a young man, he heard the girls downstairs shouting: "Brother Jiu Sheng, come down and hug your sisters!" Well, now Chen Mo is no longer his common name, Chen Jiusheng  It was his real name that made him famous in Feng City.

    The boys and some of the men had resentful looks on their faces. Chen Mo's demeanor as the boss of No. 1 Middle School was already attractive enough. Unexpectedly, his brother revealed that this guy was the author of two of the most popular books in China - "Kunlun".  The author of "Sorrow" and "Those Things in China".

    Now it's better, the girls' eyes are all focused on him: handsome, tall, handsome, chic, gentle, talented, neither arrogant nor impetuous, he is both gentle and distinguished, and he is also full of masculinity.  There is a side that is so domineering that it dominates the gangsters in Feng City and even scares the gray road

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