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Supporting Male Lead’s Counterattack Manual [Quick Transmigration] Chapter 131: 00's towing oil bottles (12)

Editor Ma felt that he was dreaming.

No, maybe Mr. Duan Qingen guessed that he was coming, so he asked his son to play tricks on himself.

Although it seems that the relationship between them has not reached the point of making fun of each other, Mr. Duan has found a child to tease him, which is more convincing than Mr. Duan is such a child.

"Ok……"

He opened his mouth carefully, but for a long time, he still didn't give the rest.

Duan Qingen did not find his attitude strange.

In order to be able to pass the manuscript, he did not tell the editor-in-chief of his own age.

After all, most adults always have a kind of supremacy that “you do n’t understand anything or it ’s more important to learn well” to children.

Therefore, now that the editor-in-chief of Ma has expressed bad acceptance, Duan Qingen can also wait patiently for him to come over.

The editor-in-chief of Ma spoke again.

"Ok……"

He still didn't give up and asked again: "That, you ... no, you, are you really Mr. Duan? Is that Mr. Duan Qingen who wrote" I'm in the Long River of History "?"

Duan Qingen also replied again, nodded surely: "Yes, I am Duan Qingen."

Ma editor: "..."

Anyway, it's still hard to believe.

Wang Xiuhong carried the washed fruit on the table, and smiled enthusiastically at the editor-in-chief: "Editor-in-chief, eat fruit."

The editor-in-chief of Ma immediately grasped the life-saving straw, and turned eagerly to look at the only adults present: "Excuse me, are you really right?"

At first glance, the editor-in-chief of the horse editor is a culturally educated person. If he had talked to himself before, Wang Xiuhong might feel uncomfortable, but after these days, Duan Qingen intentionally or unintentionally poured chicken soup, and he passed through a completely different dress than before. Yixiu found self-confidence in the neighborhood. Wang Xiuhong did not feel panic and embarrassment, but smiled with pride:

"If the person you are looking for is Duan Qingen who is in communication with you, it is my son."

She should be proud, after all, her son has already achieved such achievements before he was less than ten years old.

Even the editor-in-chief of the publishing house came to him in person.

The editor-in-chief of Ma was still full of hesitation, but after seeing Wang Xiuhong's generous answer, he suddenly felt that this was not impossible.

After all, if you look at Wang Xiuhong, you should know that the children she raised should be good.

Since "I am in the long river of history" can be unexpectedly big, why can't its author be a primary school student?

In addition, Mr. Duan Qingen's previous books are loved by young children. Before that, he always believed that only adults can grasp the rhythm between books.

But another way of thinking.

Maybe only children know what children like to see and write texts that children like.

After constantly telling himself this way, the editor's original rigid expression slowly relaxed.

He told himself that it didn't matter, even if Mr. Duan was completely different from what he imagined, that was also his respectful person.