The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 68 Fundraising and the release of Tianlong
Seeing the whole family looking at him, Kong Meng said: "Dad, if we leave the villagers behind, can't we build a factory by ourselves?"

Father Confucius shook his head: "Mencius, I know you are reluctant, but how can I be willing? But it is not realistic for our family to build a factory by ourselves."

"Why? Because of the 50 initial capital?
There is one thing I haven't had time to tell you. Last night, a celebrity thought that my songwriting was good, and he was willing to pay 20 yuan to buy the copyright.

Our family has 5 yuan, and I borrowed 6 yuan from a friend. Didn’t my mother say that our house can also be loaned 20 yuan?

In this way, 50 is enough. "

Kong Ren and Kong Mu's eyes lit up when they heard the words. If it was true what Confucius and Mencius said, their family would not have to lose money.

However, Father Kong smiled bitterly and said: "In the past, 50 would definitely have been enough, but now it's not just a matter of their divestment, our family owns a winery, and the grapes have to be bought from others in cash.

Even if it is calculated at 8 cents per catty, plus the grapes in our field, it will cost 80 yuan to barely survive. "

Shaking his head, Father Kong turned his head and went out.

The family fell silent again. Suddenly, Kong Ren asked, "Brother, when will you be able to write songs again? Why didn't I know?"

"You don't know much." Kong Meng waved his hands depressedly, he was not in the mood to answer his brother's question now.

"Teacher? Does uncle want to open a winery? I still have some money in my hand, why don't I lend it to you first?"

While Kong Ren and Kong Mu went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, Long Aotian poked his head out of the window.

Kong Meng was taken aback: "Your money? How much money do you have?"

Long Aotian scratched his head: "More than 20 yuan, I can't remember clearly. My father has more restrictions on me in terms of money. I usually spend money and spend a lot of money, so I am relatively poor."

Fang Zhenyuan also said: "You are poor, I am even poorer than you. My martial arts gym burns money like burning fire, and now the account is only less than [-], but it should be barely enough to add one piece to Xiaolong's."

Long Aotian came up with another idea: "If you can't do it, call Bai Yang. The company left to him by his father has a market value of hundreds of millions. It's easy to ask for one or two million."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

It was only then that he remembered the rich second-generation attributes of his students. It's just that you have hundreds of thousands or millions of them casually. How can I, a poor teacher, feel so embarrassed?

But he still shook his head and said: "You should keep the money for yourself, the teacher's family can at most pay a little money, and it's not that they can't survive.

When I am poor and hungry someday, even if you don't care, I will have the cheek to go to your house to grab a meal. "

Confucius and Mencius are not embarrassed to say this. As a teacher, he must maintain the social image that this profession should have.

What is it to open a winery with student money to make money?The teacher's morality is corrupted?Moral bankruptcy?
So Confucius and Mencius would rather have all the grapes in their family rot in the field than spend even a penny from the students.

This is the most basic principle!
Long Aotian wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted directly by Kong Meng.

His eyes moved, and Long Aotian suddenly said: "Teacher, if you really need money, I have a way to collect 30 in a short time."

Kong Meng looked at him suspiciously: "What method? You wouldn't think of a trick to transfer your money to me in disguise, would you? Tell you, don't use these crooked ways, and the teacher won't be fooled."

Long Aotian was helpless: "Teacher, I said you think highly of yourself, right? I gave you my own money under a clever pretext? Do you think I look like a fool?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

After a pause, Confucius and Mencius still asked: "Tell me your suggestion!"

Long Aotian handed the phone to Kong Meng: "Look at this first!"

Kong Meng took it suspiciously, and what opened on the screen of the phone was a software called [Honghuang Writer's Assistant].

Then he saw the very familiar four big characters: Tianlong Babu!
Long Aotian explained with a smile on the side: "After reading "Tian Long Ba Bu" ([-]) and ([-]), I thought that it is better to be alone than to be happy, so I posted it on the Internet. I didn't expect it to be more popular than I imagined. welcome."

Kong Meng was stunned. He had heard of online novels, but he didn't know much about them.

Flipping back and forth a few times, he found that he couldn't understand at all, so Kong Meng simply threw the phone aside and asked Long Aotian directly:

"The collection of 30 funds you mentioned won't be related to this book?"

Long Aotian said to himself: "It is necessary. With the popularity of this book, 30 is just a small problem."

Confucius and Mencius were suspicious: "Don't think I don't understand, you kid. What I gave you is just a part of the book. How can you make money?"

Long Aotian smiled and said: "You don't understand this, it's because it's only a part that it makes money!"

After speaking, Long Aotian began to explain some rules of online novels to Confucius and Mencius, such as updates, recommendations, comments, lists, listings, monthly tickets and so on.

After listening to it, Confucius and Mencius finally had a certain understanding of the net texts.

He took out his mobile phone, found the APP of Honghuang Chinese Website according to Long Aotian and downloaded it, but before the software was opened, an illustration of "Tian Long Ba Bu" popped up.

Long Aotian explained: "This recommendation is called Boot Push, and it's very powerful. Tianlong is the only novel that got a boot push within three days of publishing."

Kong Meng nodded, and then the software opened, and he clicked on the leaderboard.

Sure enough, "Tian Long Ba Bu" appeared at the top of the list without any accidents.

Long Aotian introduced the specific situation: "I started distributing this book five days ago. I distributed 5 words on the first day, 10 words on the second day, and 12 words on the third day.

As a result, it broke into the top ten on the new book list on the first day, entered the top three on the second day, and firmly occupied the first place on the third day. Now it has 20 fans. "

Confucius and Mencius realized something was wrong: "Why didn't you post it on the fourth day?"

Long Aotian took it for granted: "Because there are only so many volumes in the first two volumes of Tianlong!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Click on the book page catalog, and sure enough, judging from the update time, "Tian Long Ba Bu" was gone the day before yesterday.

Long Aotian suddenly smirked: "Teacher, look here..."

What Long Aotian was talking about was the comment section, Kong Meng opened it with doubts, and there were tens of thousands of news in it.

Confucius and Mencius jumped and looked down:

"Hey, Tianlong... Babu? What does this book mean?"

"Damn it, Chapter 1 is only 2 words, awesome!"

"The author's update is really awesome!"

"The key is that although there are many words, it is not watery at all."

"Zhong Ling is so cute!"

"I like Mu Wanqing, Shuimu Qinghua, Wanxi Qingyang, a good name, and a great personality!"

"..."

"What did I see? The author updated another 10 words today."

"Fuck, can online novels be played like this?"

"Just because of the author's willful attitude, I have fallen into the pit."

"Recommended tickets go..."

"Add one to the book list..."

"..."

"I'll go, 27 words in three days, just ask if you're afraid?"

"The character of the author, 666!"

"There's nothing to say, leader rush!"

"Wan Reward, Scatter Flowers..."

"Poor students have no money, 100 points are worth it, and they will be ordered when they are on the shelves."

"..."

"Huh? Why didn't you update it today?"

"Yeah, it's eleven o'clock in the evening."

"I've been waiting for a whole day."

"The author get out of here."

"Did you see this recommendation ticket? Nope, no more."

"Return my leader! Return my Honghuang coins! My monthly living expenses, woo woo..."

"Who knows the author's address? I want to send the blade."

"Add me, you must do a human flesh search."

"..."

"It's already the fifth day, the author will be fine, right?"

"The same question."

"I really like Miss Wang. If I don't see her for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Me too. After reading Tianlong, I feel that other books have lost their taste. In the book shortage..."

"Last night I stayed up late to read the previous part, and now I feel empty and lonely."

"The food is tasteless..."

"I know the editor in charge of this channel, how about I ask?"

"What are you still doing in a daze? Go!"

"..."

"Ask clearly."

"How is it? Say it quickly."

"The small bench has been set up, just sit and wait for news."

"The editor said..."

"say what?"

"Hurry up, don't ink."

"The editor said...he couldn't get in touch with the author either."

"What? No way?"

"I don't like this news, o((⊙﹏⊙))o!"

"Where are you, author? I got sick to wait for the update."

"Hahahaha, a bunch of idiots, luckily I didn't fall into the trap."

"Upstairs, get out!"

"Go to Nimabo!"

"Those who take pleasure in misfortune will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Blade.jpg; Blade.jpg; Blade.jpg!"

After Confucius and Mencius finished reading, Long Aotian suddenly let out a wanton laugh:

"Brother Long waited so hard, it seems that everyone has deeply realized that I am indeed a genius for whole people."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

(End of this chapter)