When Liu Changmin heard what Yu Dong said about giving a certificate, he didn't react for a while, but he listened to Yu Dong's words and stayed.
Yu Dong stood on the podium, and after all the students sat down again, he made a stern expression and tapped the table with his fingers: "Look at you, the bell hasn't even rang, and you've all reached the door.
Went outside. Did you already think about what posture you would use to rush out of the classroom when class was over?"
The students below lowered their heads in discomfort, because what Teacher Yu said was quite interesting, but seeing his stern expression, they did not dare to laugh, so they could only lower their heads and endure it.
Qu Aiguo and the others looked at each other with sympathy. Wasn't Teacher Yu referring to them?
But they were also a little aggrieved. get out of class was obviously over, why couldn't they leave the classroom?
"Li Huixiang, Sun Pingping, you two come up."
The two people whose names were called trembled in their hearts, got up and walked slowly to the podium.
Liu Changmin, who was standing at the door, had a puzzled look on his face. Didn't he say that he was going to give out some certificate? Why is he in such a formation?
Yu Dong looked at Sun Pingping and Li Huixiang's frightened expressions and walked for a long time without reaching the podium. He finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
"You two, come up."
Yu Dong smiled and waved to them, then raised the certificate in his hand, "I have good news for you. You all performed very well in this decoration design competition. Moreover, two classmates, Sun Pingping and Li Huixiang, also won the prize for us.
It’s time for the third prize and the fashion award.”
Sun Pingping and Li Huixiang received the certificate from Yu Dong with dull expressions on their faces. I am afraid they will never forget their mood at this moment. It was so exciting.
Liu Changmin also walked in with a smile, "Yu Dong, look at how you amused the children."
"Aren't I just setting the stage for them?"
Yu Dong smiled and said to the crowd: "Everyone performed very well this time, not just the two winners. I have seen all your preparations for the competition during this period. Awards are honors.
But winning awards is not the ultimate goal. I hope you can learn from this competition and grow."
"Of course, for such a good result this time, the one you have to thank most is your teacher. Come on, Qu Aiguo, give me the command, and let's express our gratitude to Teacher Liu together."
Qu Aiguo was still in a state of anxiety just now, but now he finally calmed down. When he heard the business was coming, he immediately stood up and shouted: "Come on, everyone, listen to my command. I will count one, two, three, and then everyone will shout thank you Liu."
Teacher, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Liu, one, two, three!"
"Thank you, Teacher Liu, for your hard work, Teacher Liu!"
The neat shouts echoed in the classroom. Liu Changmin laughed so hard that he almost couldn't stand up straight. He held the table with one hand and waved his hand downward with the other hand: "No hard work, no hard work."
After saying that, he turned around and said to Yu Dong: "Yu Dong, I have to catch up with the next class, so I will leave first."
Yu Dong nodded, "Well, you can go first. It's almost over here, and they still have classes in the next two periods."
Liu Changmin hummed and walked out, smiling as he walked.
After Liu Changmin left, Yu Dong said: "We are pressed for time this time, so let's not talk about the acceptance speech for now, but you two have to prepare and make up for it next time you have the opportunity. Okay, everyone is gone, hurry up
Go to class."
After saying that, Yu Dong left first.
However, the students did not listen to his words and disperse immediately. Instead, they rushed to Li Huixiang and Sun Pingping to see their certificates.
When Yu Dong left the classroom and heard the commotion coming from inside, he raised his lips and shook his head, letting them go and let the good mood spread to more people and last longer.
…
In the office of the president of Science Fiction World Magazine, Yang Xiao looked at the data report in front of him and frowned.
Tan Kai sat opposite her, also silent.
This data report describes the sales of the last issue of "Science Fiction World".
Judging from the data, sales have indeed increased, but this growth is not much higher than the growth in the previous period.
It is worth noting that the best-selling magazine is in Jinling. The first batch of books was sold out quickly after being sent. Booksellers asked if they were in urgent need of goods but they didn't receive them. They ordered them from a nearby market.
A rough estimate is that at least 500 copies were sold in Jinling this time.
The total nationwide sales of the previous issue was just over 9,000 copies.
Yang Xiao would definitely not believe that Yu Dong bought it himself. However, Yang Xiao guessed that it was most likely supported by Yu Dong's friends or students.
"How is the feedback from readers?" Yang Xiao asked again.
"Judging from the feedback from readers, "One Day" is quite popular. Many people have remembered the name Yu Dong, and some people are asking whether Yu Dong is someone's pen name." Tan Kai said.
After hearing Tan Kai's words, Yang Xiao pondered.
The reason why they studied the data was to see if it was possible to change from a bimonthly publication to a monthly publication. The reason why they had not changed it before was due to two reasons. One was that they could not receive enough high-quality manuscripts, and the other was that the sales volume was too poor and they lost money after publishing one issue.
One issue.
Now the pressure on the manuscript has been reduced a lot because of the decision to serialize "The Second World", so the only issue left is sales.
After staring at the report and thinking for a while, Yang Xiao said to Tan Kai again: "Get ready and let the printing house start the next issue."
Tan Kai narrowed his eyes, "Decided?"
"I've decided, I'm going to take this step sooner or later. The worst it can do is just take a few more issues. Also, ask Yu Dong if you can write some short stories."
Tan Kai nodded and said, "I understand."
"Oh, and also, make a good appointment with Han Song to write a manuscript."
Tan Kai looked embarrassed, "You also know Han Song's situation. He doesn't have enough time."
"That's why I asked you to make an appointment. I know their Xinhua News Agency is very busy, but it's not like they have no time at all. You ask him to squeeze in some time and submit some short stories."
"Okay, I'll fight for it."
After Tan Kai left, Yang Xiao sighed silently. She was very optimistic about Han Song for a while, just like she is optimistic about Yu Dong now.
Han Song started writing when he was in college and won two Galaxy Awards. Yang Xiao once regarded Han Song as the person responsible for the renaissance of Chinese science fiction.
But after Hansong graduated from university and joined Xinhua News Agency, he had much less time to write science fiction novels, and he focused less on them.
Although Yang Xiao could understand that writing science fiction novels could not make a living, and it was impossible for Han Song to give up his job at Xinhua News Agency to become a full-time science fiction novelist, Yang Xiao still felt disappointed.
Chapter completed!