My old bacon is back

"Hi, I'm Qian Fuqiang, and I've admired your name for a long time." Qian Fuqiang shook hands with Fu Bo, and the three of them sat down.

Fu Bo carefully took out a thick notebook from his handbag, handed it to Qian Fuqiang, pushed his frame, and said, "This is the first [-] copies of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" translated this month. Character."

For so many years, Fu Bo still insisted on the habit of handwriting, so he used a notebook.

Qian Fuqiang didn't expect that Fu Bo had already done this.

He was silent for a moment, then said: "Actually, Tang Yuan said that he wants to write the English version of this book by himself."

"??"

Fu Bo and the two of them looked dumbfounded.

Fu Bo immediately put away his notebook, and said coldly, "Editor Miao, do you know about this?"

Editor-in-Chief Miao of Foreign Languages ​​Publishing House was also dumbfounded at this time.

For "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy", they value it very much.

That's why I contacted Fu Bo in advance, hoping that Fu Bo could translate some of the content first, and give it to Tang Yuan, the original author, to see their sincerity.

But Tang Yuan wanted to write the English version by himself, what a fuss!

At this time, Qian Fuqiang saw an email from Qi Yuan in his mailbox.

He hurriedly said: "Two two, let's sit down first. Tang Yuan has already sent his English version, let's take a look together. If his is not as good as Mr. Fu's, then I will come forward and persuade him to go. .”

Three pairs of eyes fell on the document in front of Qian Fuqiang.

Qian Fuqiang's English is not good, so he felt lonely after watching it.

But editor Miao and Fu Bo, the more they looked at the complexion, the more dignified it was, and sometimes they laughed, as if they saw something interesting in the plot.

"Is... Tang Yuan's translation okay?" Qian Fu asked weakly.

Fu Bo laughed loudly, then took out his notebook from his bag, and tore it up with a quick swipe: "No one understands "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" better than Tang Yuan, even if it is translated into English, it won't work. !"

The next day, Qi Yuan directly signed the publishing contract of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" with this publishing house, without going through Star City Publishing House.

After all, this is the English version written by Qi Yuan himself, and there is no need for a middleman to make the difference.

The English version of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" was published, and Qi Yuan sent a new book to Qian Fuqiang.

Still suspenseful.

"My brother, do you still dare to publish suspense books? Ever since you wrote Sherlock Holmes, your readers have clamored to send you razor blades every day!" Qian Fuqiang called Qi Yuan with hatred road.

According to his understanding, Sherlock Holmes is a famous brand, a super big IP, the kind that can be eaten for a lifetime.

No matter how bad it is to publish a book of Sherlock Holmes every year, simply write two cases, and you can rely on the royalties for retirement.

But Qi Yuan was unwilling to do this, and directly chose to write Holmes to death. .

This, perhaps, is an author's inexplicable literary pursuit!

However, this move by Qi Yuan deeply offended the readers who liked him, especially those who liked his mystery novels!

really!

When Star City Publishing House announced on its official Weibo account that Qi Yuan's new work "No Survival", which is also of the suspense genre, will be available in major bookstores across the country, the readers were immediately blown away!

"Damn it! The old thief Tang Yuan dares to publish a book? I'll put my words here today. Even if I die, even if I never read suspense novels from now on, I won't read a word of Tang Yuan's book again! "The person who posted Weibo was none other than "Silent Sheep", a super senior fan of mystery novels.

"Yes! I won't read a single word of Tang Yuan's book! Sherlock Holmes is dead! A murderer!"

"What is Tang Yuan doing? Quickly revive Sherlock Holmes?"

"I want to watch Sherlock Holmes! Who wants to watch "And And There Were None!"?"

"Look at the "None Survival"! You can tell from the name that someone is going to die. We all watched Holmes die, but we are powerless. Brothers and sisters, you have to enter another pit of Tang Yuan inside?"

Tang Yuan was about to publish a new book, and it immediately spread among the readers.

The pseudonym Tang Yuan is now very famous among the readers!

Not only ordinary readers, but even sci-fi writer Shi Shi posted on Weibo: "@汤元, if you don't revive Sherlock Holmes, don't read the new book!"

The fifth person of the reasoning writer also posted on Weibo: "@汤元, to kill such a popular protagonist as Sherlock Holmes, you have done something I dare not do, but you have to bear the anger of readers, new book is waiting Let's go to the street. (covering mouth and laughing)"

The fifth person has suffered losses from Qi Yuan many times, and this time he has the opportunity to gloat, and he will definitely not let it go.

Qi Yuan simply posted a Weibo to promote the new book, and did not respond to the voices on the Internet.

He always believes in one thing, the silent ones are always the majority.

In the evening, Qi Yuan prepared meals early.

Gu Hongli came back carrying the box.

She ran the first circular of the year.

Qi Yuan quickly took the box and said, "I've put away the bath water, let's take a bath first to get tired."

Gu Hongli's body softened and fell into Qi Yuan's arms.

Qi Yuan hugged her soft waist tightly.

"I'm a little tired from flying, so hug me for a while."

Gu Hongli put her head on Qi Yuan's shoulder, and Qi Yuan gently sniffed his wife's body fragrance.

As Gu Hongli's husband, guardian, and wall-breaker, Qi Yuan said softly, "If you're tired, don't schedule some work. I'll take care of you."

Gu Hongli hummed, and soon fell asleep.

Qi Yuan put her on the bed and kissed her on the cheek.

Then I went to eat by myself.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Gu Hongli woke up, and after taking a bath, she felt refreshed.

She was stepping on slippers, with her head turned sideways, a big wet hair drooped naturally, almost reaching her waist.

She carried the hair dryer and handed it to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan took it, and gently inserted one hand into her wet hair, and slowly dried her hair.

Qi Yuan heated up the food in the microwave and brought it to Gu Hongli.