, I have just written about the Yuhong Class now, and I still need to check a lot of information later. Maybe this story will not be finished in ten or eight years!"

Lei Feng looked at the printed model essay in front of him and was speechless for a long time. Just because of his words, this kid just wrote whenever he wanted. When did writing an article become so easy?

The most frightening thing is that it is actually written in such a lively and interesting way that one can stand here and just glance at it, unable to move his eyes away?

What kind of fatal attraction is this?

Lei Feng's excitement had long been overshadowed by the awe brought by Ding Wei. He looked at the draft paper in his hand and was speechless for a long time.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he was brought back to reality. After finishing the business at hand, he immediately looked at Ding Wei.

"If you wrote this, it would be great. Have you ever thought about publishing it? My uncle can help you, but if your novel is published, can it be serialized and broadcast on our radio station? I have already thought about it.

Okay, how about you perform it affectionately yourself?"

Ding Wei had thought so before, which coincided with Lei Feng, she said with a smile.

"As long as it can be published, everything else is easy to talk about. But, Uncle Lei, are you raising me too high? At this level, can I really be published? Isn't it too childish?"

"Children's books and children's books are just like those model essays. You can't ask for perfection. I think you wrote well. At least there are no big problems with words and paragraphs. You also quote famous works from time to time. The sentences are smooth and the descriptions are vivid and interesting.

, as a simple and easy-to-understand children’s book, it is absolutely

Yes, you are qualified, and I see that what you preach is also a positive spiritual level. Considering your current age, if you can negotiate, even if you cannot publish, you will still be qualified to be serialized in newspapers or magazines. If you withdraw,

And secondly, would you be willing to serialize it in these newspapers and magazines?"

Ding Wei feels that she has no qualifications to choose. Being able to serialize is already Amitabha, okay?

He immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "I agree, Uncle Lei, as long as I have money, I agree. I also want to make money as soon as possible to buy a radio!"

"Radio? Ah, yes, you are so great now. You have become a little broadcaster. You can't live without a radio at home. But you should tell me about this earlier. I have a way to get it for you. You don't need a ticket.

Do you want to plant it?"

Ding Wei's eyes lit up instantly, "You really don't want a ticket? If you don't want a ticket, my dad said you can buy it now. Uncle Lei, if you can do it, our whole family will thank you, because we can't do it at all."

Ticket to the radio.”

"It's easy to talk about. I'll help you ask when I get home at noon today. Don't worry, it's definitely cheaper than what's on the market."

Ding Wei was a little embarrassed, "I want to take advantage of you again. I'm so embarrassed."

"Why are you so polite, little girl? You are my mother's savior. I just help you make connections. It's not that exaggerated. But... let's get back to the topic. You are only in the second grade of elementary school, right? You can't even write a composition.

, but can write such a good article, why does it sound unreal to me?

? And if you look at your handwriting, even if you write faster, you can still see the strokes in the chaos. The trend of each stroke is as if it is engraved in your bones. You can see the edge everywhere. I feel that this is not an eight-year-old at all.

At the level that a child should have, are you really only eight years old? Or have I met a genius?"

Ding Wei looked around and said quietly: "To tell you the truth, I started listening to books and reciting books when I was three years old, and started practicing calligraphy when I was five years old. The people who taught me were all great people in the past, and they are also

Because I'm smart, you teach me while I'm working. Although I don't have photographic memory, I do react faster than my peers. So even though I'm only eight years old, I've already learned the knowledge of junior high school.

Ordered."

Lei Feng took a breath, "Did I really find a genius? I know the people you mentioned. So, you are quite lucky?"

Ding Wei's teeth: "Judging from the current trajectory of my life, I'm really lucky. Look, I've told you such secretive things. Shouldn't you keep it a secret for me? If you praise me as a genius in the future,

I can stand it too, hahaha!"

"You're just a little girl, and you've learned to joke? Are you telling your uncle that he wants to keep it a secret for you? Don't worry, he's not stupid. How can he know the secret behind this? You trust your uncle, and he can't deceive you.

, even if this matter reaches a dead end with me and you can't get out, you can write it carefully from now on. Write 70,000 to 80,000 words and show it to your uncle. If it works, I will contact the publishing house for you!"

Ding Wei burst into tears of gratitude and felt that she had met a noble person. Lei Feng could not hide his excitement and felt that this girl was his lucky little fairy!
Chapter completed!