Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 140 Academy of Magic

"Wang Xuan and Du Dabao have things to do these two days. Leng Qiyue and Lin Ling's new book is about to be released, and they are too busy. Besides, I don't want you to talk to him about the publication, but to ask him about his wishes. And plans, best of all, to be able to get to the bottom of him."

"Oh fine."

Lin Ping nodded, Leng Qiyue is a master of romance, and Lin Ling is an old writer who has won many awards, and is also a traditional novel writer who is relatively successful on their website. Of course, their matters should come first.

Fang Qing saw that Lin Ping was not in good spirits, so she said, "Work hard, and I will give you a vacation when the two days are over."

……

Not long after Lin Ping went back, Fang Qing brought Su Ai's information.

"Zhang Chong, man... so it's a man." Lin Ping scratched her brows. She thought Su Ai was a woman. This pen name is too feminine, and even reading novels, she felt that the words were so delicate that she looked like a woman. woman.

She called the mobile phone number above.

The phone rang for a while before it was answered.

"Hi, hello, who are you looking for?"

Is it a woman?And a little whiny?
Lin Ping's eyes froze, and she hurriedly looked at the number she dialed and the number on the information, and compared it, it was correct.

"Hey, hey, talk."

The other end of the phone asked another question. This time Lin Ping heard that it was a child, and the child seemed to be learning how to speak like an adult.

"Hi, hello, is this Mr. Zhang Zhong's phone number?"

"Oh, you're looking for my dad, he's messing around."

"Then... when will he end?"

"I don't know, but don't worry, my father is very fast, much faster than me. Sister, what do you want from my father?"

Lin Ping didn't know how to answer, she always felt that the current topic was too weird.And now the little girl doesn't imitate the adult's voice anymore, it sounds like she is only five or six years old, and she still has a milky voice when she speaks.

"I'm looking for your father to do something about work. How about I hang up the phone first, and when your father comes back, can you tell him?"

"Okay." The little girl agreed very simply.

"Thank you then, goodbye."

"Hey, sister, don't worry, what's your name? I want to tell my dad, and I must tell him your name, otherwise my dad won't know who is looking for him."

"Then you say that I am the editor of Harvest Literature Network, and my name is Lin Ping."

"Oh, is it the harvest of the harvest?"

"Yes, little sister is awesome."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment. Then your name is Lin Ping, the forest of the woods, the bottle of the bottle?"

"The forest is the forest of the forest, but the duckweed's duckweed."

"What is duckweed's duckweed, isn't it the bottle's bottle?"

"Of course not, it's Ping Ping with three dots of water and peace under the initials of the cursive characters."

"Oh, sister, I don't know how to read yet."

……

Lin Ping felt that she was going crazy. Yes, she should have thought that such a young child could not read, but this girl's way of speaking made her ignore this problem.

And she asked such a bunch, it feels like she knows how to read.

When Zhang Zhong came back from the bathroom, he saw Pengpeng talking with his mobile phone, and thought it was her talking to his best friend Liu Minya, so he walked over with a smile, "Is it Minya?"

Pengpeng raised his head and said, "No, it's for you, Dad. She is the editor of Harvest Literature Network, Harvest of Harvest Fruits. Her name is Lin Ping. The forest of the woods is not the bottle of the bottle. How did you write it... I forgot gone."

Lin Ping heard a man's voice on the other end of the phone. She guessed that Zhang Zhong had come back. She was a little anxious when she heard the little girl say a lot. Little sister, you give your dad the phone, and I'll tell him. ?

After Pengpeng's unclear report, Zhang Zhong also probably knew the situation, answered the phone with a smile, and said, "Hi, hello, I'm Zhang Zhong."

Finally answered the phone, Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a relieved tone, "Hello, Mr. Zhang, I am the editor of Harvest Literature Network, and my name is Lin Ping."

"Well, hello, Editor Lin."

"This is Mr. Zhang. First of all, I want to confirm with you that the pseudonym Su Ai is owned by you. The work "Wives and Concubines" under the pen name is also written by you, and do you own all the copyrights?"

"um, yes."

"So what are your plans for this book?"

Zhang Zhong said strangely, "I thought you called me to talk about publication. I don't have any plans. If you want to publish, we can talk about it."

Is it so stupid?
Lin Ping wanted to talk directly to Zhang Zhong about publishing, but Fang Qing didn't have authorization, so she couldn't talk at all.

"I just want to talk to you about the work. In fact, I really like this work."

"Oh, thank you."

……

In the end, the conversation between the two ended in boring pleasantries.

After Zhang Zhong hung up the phone, he was still a little surprised. What kind of way is Harvest Literature.com, and it doesn't talk about copyright and publishing.

Shaking his head, Zhang Zhong continued to focus on the computer.

Pengpeng hugged the little bear and lay on Zhang Zhong's shoulder, smilingly blowing at the back of Zhang Zhong's head.

Zhang Zhong pulled her from behind with his backhand and let her lie on his lap. She was dishonest and hugged Zhang Zhong's leg to perform dog-paddle swimming.

In desperation, Zhang Zhong had no choice but to stop his work and play with Pengpeng. He thought that Pengpeng had become quieter, but he finally revealed his true nature.

If Zhang Zhong knew the pain that Lin Ping was enduring, then he should know how uncomfortable Pengpeng was suffering before, otherwise he wouldn't have caught Lin Ping and told such a long list.

It would be really difficult for her to keep such a chatterbox silent for a long time.

……

On the second day of 2020, this day is not only snowy in reality, but also undercurrents on the Internet.

For the Huaxia Detective Master Newcomer Award, it was the first time someone was absent from the podium.

Because the number of China Detective Master Awards is relatively small, there are only four awards, and these four awards are very important in the industry, so there are very few people absent in previous years, and the total number of absences can be counted on one hand come over.

As for the Newcomer Award, no winner has ever been absent before.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but the media was unwilling to let go of this gimmick. They made up a lot of stories because of the leak of the previous award news and the absence of the fifth-grade vegetative person.

Some of the stories in the middle have infinitely restored the truth.

All kinds of conspiracy theories and hostile theories came out. Anyway, the general meaning is that the failure of the fifth-grade vegetative person to attend the award ceremony this time is a silent protest. He is dissatisfied that his work did not win the novel award and questioned the fairness of the award.

And these things are all unknown to Zhang Zhong who plays with Peng Peng at home.

Zhang Zhong is telling a story to Pengpeng, "In a place unknown to ordinary people, there is a magic school called Hogwarts..."

(End of this chapter)