Chapter 18

A total of eight fairy tales, illustrated, then wonderful, classic!

Gao Zhuo is about to beat the record. He wants to have another batch of fairy tales like this!

"Editor in chief, what do you think of these fairy tales? Can they be published?"

Wang Xiaotong saw Gao Zhuo after reading the fairy tale has been bowed his head, thought he was not satisfied with it, can not help but ask in a low voice.

"Ah?" Gao Zhuo came back and said excitedly: "Xiao Tong, these fairy tales are so beautiful! Especially those cartoon pictures, they are created according to fairy tales

That's right. How can uncle Gao not be satisfied?

Wang Xiaotong murmured in her heart, with a bright smile on her face, and said, "chief editor, these cartoons are painted by the author of fairy tales."

"What?"

Gao Zhuo opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't speak.

It's not that Gao Zhuo has never seen those fairy tales with pictures and pictures. Even they have published many fairy tales books by Yihua publishing house.

It's just that the fairy tale books he read are mostly written books, and cartoons only account for a small part of them. Some of them only have a few cartoons on the cover.

It's the first time for Gao Zhuo to see cartoon pictures beside almost every longer natural section of fairy tales like today's.

Moreover, with Gao Zhuo's understanding of art painting, he has reason to believe that painters with certain painting skills are definitely not simply fooling around in order to echo the plot of fairy tales.

A master of fairy tales is a painter at the same time.

Is it, is it possible?

Gojo can't believe it.

Wang Xiaotong smiles when she sees Gao Zhuo's jaw, because when she sees these fairy tales, she looks similar to Gao Zhuo.

"Hoo

After a long time, Gao Zhuo finally eased the tone back. Looking at Wang Xiaotong, he said, "Xiaotong, do you have the teacher's contact information?"

Well, call the teacher directly!

"Yes, but chief editor, what are you going to do?" Wang Xiaotong asked suspiciously.

"I want to talk to him in person," Gojo said

"This... Is not necessary?" Wang Xiaotong some tangled, "chief editor, to tell you the truth, this fairy tale author, is my boyfriend's good friend, I go to talk about, should be easier to talk about down."

"Ha ha, Xiao Tong has finally made a boyfriend!" Gao Zhuo laughs, "this time old Wang can rest assured. He always says that our little Tong is like a nobody. This time..."

"Oh, uncle Gao, let's get down to business. What do you want to do with my father?" Wang Xiaotong blushed and said, "you, if you do this again, I don't care about it!"

"Ha ha ha, OK, OK, I won't mention it, I won't mention it!"

Gaozhuo quickly stopped, but this girl can do everything, or don't stimulate her, "Xiaotong, my brother is still clear, some things had better be discussed at the beginning, so as not to have problems later."

"Well, I'll call him now and make an appointment." Wang Xiaotong is a smart woman, no longer entangled on this issue, took out the mobile phone, dialed out.

……

After a busy day and a night, Liu Zixia finally sorted out the fairy tales in his mind until the next morning.

After picking out a few and sending them to song Qingshan, Liu Zixia took Xiao Yueyue to sunflower kindergarten.

Sunflower kindergarten is one of the best kindergartens in Beijing. Not only the environment and facilities are good, but even the teachers in the kindergarten treat the children in the kindergarten as well as their own children.

Xiaoyueyue went to school in sunflower kindergarten before, but because of Li Mengyi's going out, he couldn't take care of xiaoyueyue, so he suspended xiaoyueyue, and then he sent xiaoyueyue to Liu Zixia.

Now, Xiao Yueyue has been brought up by Liu Zixia for more than ten days. Although the time limit for suspension of school has not yet arrived, Xiao Yueyue wants to be friends in kindergarten.

Liu Zixia is reluctant to let xiaoyueyue go to kindergarten, but she can't tie xiaoyueyue to her side all her life, can she?

Therefore, Liu Zixia still led Yueyue to sunflower kindergarten.

Send the little guy to the kindergarten, and then get to know and communicate with the headmaster and head teacher. It's almost ten o'clock.

Not far from the kindergarten, the mobile phone rang.

Glancing at the mobile phone screen, Liu Zixia chuckled: "sister-in-law, how do you have time to call me?"

"Third, thank you so much this time!" Wang Xiaotong sincerely thanks.

"Sister-in-law, you are a layman. You are my sister-in-law. Who can I help you if I don't?" Liu Zixia shook his head, "by the way, listen to you, the editor in chief agreed to publish?"

"Not yet, but it's almost ten." Wang Xiaotong returned, "old man, I'll call you this time, at the request of our editor in chief, and he wants to talk to you personally."

"Oh, that's it!" Liu Zixia said, "when can we talk about it? Shall we go now? "  

Wang Xiaotong Leng for a moment: "do you come directly to the publishing house?"

"What? Is that inconvenient? " Liu Zixia looked up at the hot sun, "or afternoon is OK."

"Convenient! But let's forget it. There's a coffee shop here. Let's meet there. " Wang Xiaotong said a place.

"Good!" Liu Zixia agreed and hung up.

……

When the two sides agreed on the time, Liu Zixia rushed to the agreed place.

Just into the coffee shop, Wang Xiaotong saw Liu Zixia, quickly got up and waved to him.

Liu Zixia nodded politely to Wang Xiaotong, went to the position where Wang Xiaotong was, and looked at the middle-aged man sitting not far from Wang Xiaotong.

"Hello, Miss Liu. I'm the chief editor of the children's Department of Yihua publishing house. My name is Gao Zhuo." After all, Gao Zhuo was the first to stand up and extend his hand to Liu Zixia.

"You're welcome, Mr. Gao. I can't afford to be a teacher." Liu Zixia and Gao Zhuo shook hands, "call me Zixia."

"Then I'm welcome." Gao Zhuo smiles, "Zixia, don't call Mr. Gao or Mr. Gao. If you look up to Lao Gao, just call me elder brother Gao!"

Wang Xiaotong, who was ordering drinks for Liu Zixia, rolled his eyes and said, "well, I've grown a generation in plain life!"

"Zixia, to tell you the truth, you surprised me." After a little brewing for a while, Gao Zhuo said, "it's hard to imagine that a young man in his twenties and twenties can write fairy tales and be an excellent painter at the same time."

"Don't flatter me, brother Gao." Liu Zixia waved his hand, "I'm not a painter. I just like painting."