80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Bai Liu was slightly startled. Someone was faster than her?

Outrageous.

She thought about it and didn't flatly refuse or leave. Since a competitor appeared, she had to know herself and the enemy.

"Notes of the number one scholar?" Really?She didn't believe it.

Seeing the suspicion in her eyes, the middle-aged man smiled honestly: "Of course, I, Old Hu, don't lie. I am definitely the number one scholar."

The more he said this, the more Bai Liu didn't believe it.

They were all adults, and no one knew who the other was. Even if the other person had a kind face, she could guarantee that none of the ten words he said were true.

People can't be seen.

"Hehe," the middle-aged man said sincerely, "When you arrived at the film school and came out with your luggage, you must have given it to someone else. They went to college and you didn't go to college. I know this feeling, it's uncomfortable!"

He said with a sincere expression: "I have a family and a mouth, but I don't have that ambition, but you are still young. You can still take the college entrance examination after it resumes. Come on, as long as we get the notes of the top pick, even if we can't be the top pick, we can still be the second pick. It’s done.”

Don't say it, don't say it. If Bai Liu were 20 years younger, he might really be fooled by his words.

Lao Hu has his own way.

First, he used the gimmick of No. [-] Scholar's Notes to arouse her interest, and then he tried to provoke her relationship with her "friends" with a few words. After she felt loose in her heart, she started to attack her again - with the No. [-] Scholar's Notes in hand, you can do it too!
What if she is the No. [-] pick in the rankings? As long as she can get into college, what will she do if she can't be the No. [-] pick?What matters is going to college.

As for Lao Hu, even if she can't go to college, she won't be able to find him by then.

The capital was big, and she, a foreigner, couldn't beat the locals.

Bai Liu subconsciously took a look at her attire. Well, for the convenience of the road and the long time on the train, she looked like she had just gotten off the train.

Dusty.

He looks so easy to deceive.

She should have left now, but she was idle and she suddenly didn't want to turn around and leave.

"Then, can you show it to me?" She looked excited.

Lao Hu shook his head: "I can't carry this good thing with me, and you said you won't give me a deposit. If you run away, who will I cry to?"

Sure enough, when the other party started to withdraw money, the trap was already exposed.

She is now even more sure that it cannot be the notes of the number one scholar. She is laughing so hard. Do you really think that the number one scholar is cabbage? They are everywhere?

What's more, the notes of the No. [-] scholar may have been snatched away long ago. At least it cannot be the first draft written by the "No. [-] scholar" himself. Maybe it was printed?

"How much?" She looked hesitant, "I don't have much money, I don't know if it will be enough -"

Lao Hu sighed: "Sister, you are making things difficult. If it weren't for the fact that the number one scholar was trying to supplement the family income, there would be no need to sell the notes. It would be better to keep them as souvenirs. But... I think you are an honest person, and it is not easy. I Think about it——"

He deliberately lengthened his tone to build up anticipation.

If it were another person, Lao Hu would be leading the way now. As long as the price quoted later was not shockingly high, he would think that he had taken advantage.

This is a good negotiator.

"I'll buy-" She really wanted to know what price the other party dared to offer.

"Buy shit!" A voice suddenly broke in and scolded Lao Hu, "Do you want some face? You, those notes of the No. [-] Scholar, are a lie. You came to the publishing house to deceive us. You also deceived other women. Comrade, this man's face really disgraces you..."

The visitor looked about 40 years old, his words were full of justice, and he scorned Lao Hu's behavior.

Bai Liu didn't really believe the other party, but her eyes flashed when she heard the word "publishing house".

Can she believe it?Anyway, it’s not impossible to be a doctor on a dead horse now.

After Liang Zhou scolded Lao Hu and ran away, he turned around and found that Bai Liu, a lesbian, was still here.

"No, I said you won't still believe him, right?" Liang Zhou said and was about to leave, "What are the notes of the No. [-] Scholar? That stuff is nonsense, even a dog wouldn't read it!"

What a scolding.

Bai Liu took advantage of the situation and asked, "Did you be deceived by him?"

Liang Zhou didn't want to say more at first, but seeing how easy it was to cheat, he reminded her kindly: "Yes, he and I used to be neighbors. It's not easy for this guy these years, but he can't lie either. He told me that he got it I was asked to publish a copy of the No. [-] Scholar’s ​​notes. The first part is just so-so, but the second part is just nonsense.”

He gritted his teeth: "He made it up after all. The first information he compiled was pretty good, but the later ones became more and more outrageous. I actually believed him and almost agreed..."

Bai Liu felt that it was hard to explain, and he didn't seem very smart.

"Do you still accept review materials?" She tried to get to the point, "How much did he earn from selling the materials to you?"

It would be a good reference for her.

Liangzhou didn't want to say: "You are a foreigner, find a place to live first. If you don't have a letter of introduction, go back quickly. Not all people in the capital may be good."

Don't mess around.

Bai Liu knew that it was inappropriate to continue to hide her identity, and she didn't have to ask this person, but who said she didn't have the contact information of other publishing houses now.

Song Jiaying had submitted manuscripts before when he was in the commune, but the ones he submitted were for professional publishing houses, and Song Jiaying was now "Lü Fei", so it was not suitable for him to act based on his previous relationship.

The moment Liangzhou took steps, she said: "I am a student of Peking University, I just came here to see someone off, and I also have a college entrance examination review material in my hand."

Bai Liu's tone was very calm, but Liang Zhou almost stumbled and fell. He turned around suddenly: "You said you are a student of Beijing University?"

"Yes, I compiled this information together with my husband, who was a Hua student before the college entrance examination was cancelled." She watched as Liangzhou's expression changed drastically, and her frustration immediately turned into surprise.

"You, you, you," Liang Zhou stammered, unable to say anything in his excitement, "Are you serious?"

Bai Liu looked around and pointed to the west: "Let's go, there seems to be a teahouse over there. Let's go sit and talk."

After the fish was hooked, why should she be anxious? She was sure that the information in the bag would impress the other party, but they still had to negotiate the price.

She didn't want to do a one-off deal; it was better to have a continuous split.

Not bad as an extra income.

In addition, she was inspired by Xia Shuangxue on the train. Maybe she can also get a share of the artistic works in TV series in the future.

After all, she is the only one who knows about her previous life. That period of history does not even appear in textbooks or history. Why can't it be written into a book and then filmed?
It was better to remember the past events that she had seen with her own eyes than to make them up.

From this point of view, she must make connections in Liangzhou.

We both belong to a publishing house, and if he can't do it, others can.

It's about making money. As long as she can make money, why should she put on airs and stand aloof?

Making money like crazy is the most important thing.

Bai Liu sat down and looked at Liangzhou with a smile, as if Liangzhou was a walking renminbi.

Liang Zhou was a little flustered.

Why does he feel like a fat pig being slaughtered?