Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 139 "The Snowman"

Pengpeng's snowman was finally made, but most of it was Zhang Zhong's credit. She sat down on the snowdrift after working for a while.

"I'm tired of washing me!"

Zhang Zhong was afraid that her clothes would get wet, so he carried her to the wall and stood there, and he finished the rest of the work by himself.

After the snowman was made, Peng Peng circled the snowman twice.

"Our snowman is so beautiful."

In fact, it's not pretty at all, with two branches stuck in its bare head and eyes made of stone, it looks like a mutant Teletubbies.

But Pengpeng still likes it very much. This kind of liking is not fake, maybe because there are snowballs that she sent up on this snowman.

After looking at the fruits of labor for a while, the snow that was getting smaller seemed to be growing again, so Zhang Zhong hurriedly dragged Pengpeng to the house.

After returning home, Zhang Zhong went into the room to change his clothes, and saw the snowman sitting outside his window. His two dull eyes seemed to be looking at Zhang Zhong all the time, which made people feel horrified.

This feeling of horror reminded Zhang Zhong of another story about the snowman.

The Snowman, the classic crime novel by U.N. Boss.

When it comes to crime mystery novels, many people may name Conan Doyle, Agatha, Keigo Higashino, and some people may also name Edgar Allan Poe, but the name U.N. Boss is definitely unfamiliar to the public. .

However, his name is unfamiliar, which does not prevent his works from being famous.

The most famous of them is this "Snowman". Most popular novels want to gain fame among the general public, and the best way is to adapt them to film and television works.

This book is no exception. In fact, reading U.N. Boss’s novels has the feeling of reading a script. If the screenwriter gets his novel, he doesn’t even need to make more revisions, and proceeds according to the plot he wrote. Just shop.

The sales volume of U.N. Boss' works is not low. They have been translated into more than 40 languages, and the global sales volume is as high as 2300 million.

You know, that is the earth, and he can be said to be a real best-selling author if he can achieve such a sales volume.

The book "Snowman" tells about a serial murder case. All the cases have a very obvious thing in common. The time of committing the crime is the first snow.

"The first snow will come, and the snowman will reappear. When the snow melts, he will take a man with him."

Zhang Chong remembered a passage in the original text clearly.

The murderer always commits crimes at the first snow, leaving behind a snowman afterwards, and the targets of his crimes are all remarried women with children.

Compared with the reasoning of the case, U.N. Boss is better at creating horror. This book always makes readers sweat inadvertently. He can always transform ordinary and natural scenes into creepy situations in an instant.

Zhang Zhong stared at the book.

He searched in his mind, and found that he could still remember the plot of this book clearly, and he didn't even forget many passages of the original text.

Since the system doesn't give him speculative novels, then he has to do it himself.

The novel "Snowman" can be used immediately, but the trouble is that he can't carry it out directly, and he needs to spend a little effort to conceive, create, and restore.

He glanced at the snowman outside the window again, then changed his clothes and went to the study.

When he turned on the computer and began to conceive the plot, and was about to sort out the context first, Peng Peng ran into the study wearing a thick rabbit ear pajamas.

"Is daddy at work?" Pengpeng was standing at the door with a cub in her arms. She didn't go any further in, for fear of disturbing daddy's work.

Zhang Zhong beckoned to him, "Dad handles a little matter, do you want to play with Dad?"

"Dad, can I watch you work? I won't disturb you."

"Of course." Although Zhang Zhong knew that Pengpeng's guarantee was very unreliable, he still pulled Pengpeng aside and sat down.

Pengpeng has a small swivel chair of her own, which is round, and she can just nest in it. She thinks that her father's chair is not easy to sit in, so she runs out and brings her own chair, and then hugs the big bear and nestles in the chair, looking at Zhang. heavy work.

To Zhang Chong's surprise, Pengpeng didn't make trouble this time, and just watched from the side all the time, and played with Xiong when he was bored.

……

"Lin Ping, the editor-in-chief asked you to go to her office."

Lin Ping heard her colleague's voice, stood up and walked towards the editor-in-chief's office after humming.

"Editor, are you looking for me?"

Pushing open the door, Fang Qing, the editor-in-chief, was reading a document. When she saw Lin Ping coming in, she raised her head and smiled, "Are you busy with work these two days?"

Hearing Fang Qing's words, Lin Ping's heart beat a little. Doesn't Fang Qing know if she has a lot of work?
But this question always needs to be answered, but it is not easy to answer.

"The last two days have been reviewing the storage of new books."

Fang Qing nodded with a smile, "You guys are busy with the storage of new books for now. After a few days, the club will recruit some new people to take charge of it, and then you will be freed."

"That's very good."

However, Lin Ping didn't have any happy look on her face, because she had heard this sentence several times, but the rumored new employees hadn't arrived for a long time, and the burden on them, the old employees, was getting heavier and heavier.

"I invite you to come in to talk to you about the new book you pushed up. I was busy two days ago and didn't have time to read it. I just read it this morning." After speaking, Fang Qing stood up and asked Lin Ping to sit down again. "Sit down, don't be restrained."

Lin Ping looked at Fang Qing who was smiling all over her face, feeling a little apprehensive.

Fang Qing is in her early forties this year, and she was a great beauty when she was young, but after all, she can't stand the age, and there are traces of time on her face.

She loves to laugh, but everyone in the agency knows that when Editor-in-chief Fang laughs, it may not be a good thing, and her colleagues call her a smiling tiger in private.

So Lin Ping was very disturbed, wondering if there was something wrong with the book she recommended.

"The book is very good." Fang Qing seemed to have read Lin Ping's mind, and dispelled her doubts immediately.

"Originally, I wanted you to have a holiday today, but the Luchu club is quite busy, so I asked you to work overtime. I read this book "Wives and Concubines", and the quality is very high, but what I want is not to do online promotion for now. , Go directly to the physical store, wait until the physical store comes out, and then cooperate with the promotion online.”

Lin Ping nodded blankly, "That's pretty good."

Fang Qing smiled and said, "Since you think it's good, then I'll leave this matter to you. The author's information is available in the background, and you editors can't read it. I'll make a copy for you in a while. You can contact the other party and ask Ask him what he wants, don’t talk to him about physical publishing first, just figure out what he thinks.”

Lin Ping was in a daze, "Should I go? Isn't it Wang Xuan and Du Dabao who talk about publishing in our agency?"

(End of this chapter)