Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

The melodious piano sound is always there.

Zhang Xuan's condition has also been constant, from nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening.

The white paper rustled and the pen wandered. Zhang Xuan wrote more than 7,800 words while holding his breath.

His fingers felt sore and painful, but he was still shocked by the result. As the old saying goes, when a person is ruthless, he even fears himself.

After thinking about it carefully, I found that the wording is exquisite, the logic is smooth, and the story is rich and connotative. I am very satisfied.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan somewhat believed that the first draft of Lao Jia's 300,000-word "Abandoned Capital" was completed in a month.

After all, when my thoughts become clear and my inspiration bursts out, there really is no reason to explain.

After calming down, Zhang Xuan was not complacent and planned to check it again. There was no other way. The final stage must be written well and cannot be sloppy.

Don't even dare to be careless, otherwise you won't be able to live up to Tao Ge and Lao Hong's hard work.

After 8 o'clock in the evening, the door quietly opened a crack, Du Shuangling poked her head in, and when she saw him writing, she retracted her head silently.

After 10 o'clock in the evening, the study door opened again, and this time Du Shuangling came directly with a bowl of seafood porridge and Xiaodie pickled cabbage.

"You haven't moved all day. Take a rest and eat something first."

The plate was placed on the table and the two bowls were arranged. Du Shuangling came behind and massaged his shoulders.

Zhang Xuan put his head back on the comfortable soft pillow, closed his eyes and said, "Press your temples for me, my head is a little swollen."

Du Shuangling moved her hands from her shoulders to her temples, rubbed them gently, and whispered softly: "After supper, I will go out for a walk with you."

"Yeah." We really need to take a walk and get some fresh air.

Zou Qingzhu's cooking skills are getting better and better, and the seafood porridge is no worse than the food stalls outside.

Pickled cabbage is water-soaked radish, which is crunchy in the mouth, sour and sweet, sweet and spicy, and tastes particularly good. Zhang Xuan was greedy and ate three pieces in a row.

Ask: "What are you doing at night?"

Du Shuangling said: "We all read together in the evening, and the two of them should be watching TV and taking a rest."

Zhang Xuan looked up at her: "Is it still a book for the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Um."

"Hey, you guys are working so hard, I feel so stressed."

Du Shuangling glanced at her: "We should say this.

According to Qingzhu's original words: You are so talented, so good-looking, and so rich, yet you still work hard until midnight every day. She feels that she is too salty. "

Zhang Xuan raised his eyelids, "Aren't you jealous?"

Du Shuangling smiled, her eyes full of confidence.

Seeing her arrogant look, Zhang Xuan wanted to say, "If Wen Hui had said this, you probably wouldn't be in this situation," but he just thought about it and couldn't really say it.

Otherwise, the smiling tiger will not be allowed to eat even the seafood porridge.

In April in Yangcheng, a long-sleeved singlet is enough.

At night, there are people wandering around the campus, men and women in twos and threes.

Reform and opening up, the times are progressing, many girls are dressing at the forefront of China, and their bulging clothes dazzle old men.

At Yichou Jinshi Archway, Zhang Xuan met Luo Xue.

At this moment, Luo Xue was walking hand in hand with a boy. When she saw Zhang Xuan, she paused, let go of the boy's hand, lowered her head unnaturally, and walked slowly over.

Du Shuangling noticed something strange, turned around and looked at Luo Xue, and said playfully: "My dear, has this girl ever chased you?"

Zhang Xuan did not shy away from saying: "Things of the past."

Du Shuangling asked with a smile: "How did you refuse?"

Zhang Xuan said calmly: "I told her: Du Shuangling from the accounting class, you know, that's my girlfriend. Then she quit because of the difficulty."

Du Shuangling's eyebrows were arched and she gestured with her fingers: "It's such a pity, this girl is actually quite good-looking."

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "There are so many good-looking girls in the world. Three thousand people drowned, and I only took one scoop from you."

Du Shuangling held his arm and looked at him with a smile: "Yeah, what do you like about me?"

Zhang Xuan locked hands with her and said slowly: "I love you like April. I like your wind, rain and sunny days."

Du Shuangling's eyebrows were filled with joy, and she stood up on her tiptoes and couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek, "As expected of me, he is a great writer, and his words of love are unique."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Do you like it?"

"Hmm~"

"I like your body too."

"Hmm~"

"Spring is here, and it's time to sow seeds. Let's go back and review the sowing techniques on cultivated land. Don't delay spring plowing."

"Virtue~"

…

On the morning of May 7, Tao Ge called.

When the call was connected, Tao Ge asked directly: "Have you seen the newspaper?"

Zhang Xuan said with satisfaction: "I saw it, but I didn't expect that "The Wind" would sell so well.

When you called this time, did you think that the 300,000 copies printed last time were sold out again? "

"Yes!"

Tao Ge sighed: "We really didn't expect that your "Wind" physical book would be so popular after it was published.

People's Literature is now in a bit of a hurry. This time, in response to market demand, it plans to print an additional 500,000 copies. "

"Oh..., I still don't have the courage!" Zhang Xuan disagreed.

Tao Ge was surprised: "You're not planning to print another million copies, are you?"

Zhang Xuan asked, "Why not?"

Tao Ge clicked his tongue a few times: "You really dare to think! In just over a month, the sales of physical books of "The Wind" exceeded the sales of "White Deer Plain" last year. Aren't you satisfied with this achievement?"

Zhang Xuandeser asked: "How do you people within People's Literature view me as a great writer now?"

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people...

Tao Ge almost burst out laughing, "You yourself say you are a great writer, but People's Literature has now classified you as a great writer."

"Only the head? I thought it was No. 1."

"Everyone is waiting for you to surpass the "Abandoned City"."

"Sooner or later."

Tao Ge reminded, "Dead City sold 2 million copies last year."

Zhang Xuan boasted without blushing and said, "I know, but so what? If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

Tao Ge said with a smile: "If you can achieve this achievement, I will treat you to the best restaurant in the capital for a meal."

"Okay, just wait, I'm sure to eat this meal!"

…

On May 13, Tao Ge called again.

Zhang Xuan rushed up and asked: "Have 500,000 copies sold out?"

Tao Ge was speechless: "How can it be so fast? Only a little more than half of the 500,000 copies have been printed."

Then she continued: "Let me tell you something serious. Xiangjiang and Wanwan have found People's Literature and want to publish your "wind".

In addition, there are booksellers in France and Japan asking about the overseas copyright of "Wind Voice" and they want to translate and publish it. "

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, "Are you telling the truth?"

"of course it's true."

Tao Ge said: “Representatives of French and Japanese booksellers are in Beijing now, waiting for our reply.

Now, on behalf of People’s Literature, I solemnly ask you, are you willing? "

Zhang Xuan grinned with joy: "Do you think I'm stupid? It's a great honor for a writer to become famous overseas. Who the hell could refuse it?"

Tao Ge ignored his foul language and asked: "Then for this overseas authorization, are you going to the capital yourself, or are you entrusting People's Literature with full authority?"

Zhang Xuan said without thinking: "Sister, it's all up to you."

Tao Ge elegantly changed her sitting position and joked: "Ha! You finally called me sister!"

Zhang Xuan’s old face turned red with embarrassment, and it was so embarrassing! If there are no major interests entrusted to you, who would want to call you sister?

My balls are neither idle nor painful!

Without waiting for Zhang Xuan to reply, Tao Ge added, "But don't worry, as long as I'm here, what's yours will be yours, and you won't suffer any loss."

The old man opened his mouth and said, "I trust you."

Then he asked another key question: "How much share can I get from overseas copyrights?"

Tao Ge said with a smile: "It's the same as in China, the ratio is still 10%. If this book is sold well overseas, it will not only increase your reputation, but you will also be able to finish it in your lifetime."

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