The days of being a writer in a different world

On the day of moving house, Cheng Chen and A Lang were like marionettes, being tossed about by a group of guys who were afraid of chaos.

Squad leader Su gave an order, and with the support of the big man's good popularity, the little friends who booed to "warm the house" were not just one or two, but a group!Half of the class came, and the 170-square-meter room was crowded "shoulder to shoulder" by children running around.

Liu Hai looked at Cheng Chen's big house, he lived alone, no one cared about him!Even the glasses couldn't stop the envy in the small black eyes.He held up a large piece of paper with both hands, on which he wrote with a brush: "So happy! I wish you a happy housewarming." This thin handwriting is much better than the previous dog-planing style. Xu Daxian has done a good job in teaching!

"The water is boiling, water is boiling, come, fill it up for everyone!" Su Daban took Liu Hai to make a cup of sweet jujube tea for each of the students, and congratulated loudly: "I wish our new head of household, Cheng Chen, a prosperous life and a sweet life! "

"Dry!"

"Wait, wait!" Zhe Zong, who was late, was sweating profusely, holding a large bucket of things, and moved in panting, "Eshe, come and help me! This forehead is exhausting."

"What are you doing? As for sweating? Can't you take the elevator?" Yu Lisi curled her lips, staying away from the smelly fat man, and couldn't help but look at the bucket curiously.

A bucket full of rice was covered with a small piece of red square paper with the words "Changman" written on it.

"You know what, of course our good buddies should sincerely pray for Cheng Chen's 'Happy Housewarming'. Look at the rice I bought myself, the red paper written by myself, and I climbed the stairs step by step to move it up. The sixth floor! Brothers, I am easy What about me?!" Zhe Zong, Wenli and Cheng Chen who came to help, tried their best to move the big bucket, which was almost half a person tall, into the kitchen.

Liu Hai glanced at Xiaopang, took out this booklet to check, brushed a few strokes and wrote a note, holding it up high: "It is stated in the housewarming manual: the rice bucket can be brought into the house. Climbing the stairs by yourself is only to relieve you. body weight is beneficial."

Before Zhe Zong was choked so much that his nose twisted, Cheng Chen laughed and brought all his buddies into the living room.Hee hee haha, crowded together in a noisy way.A Lang still couldn't adapt to the crowded and noisy environment, so he sneaked into the bedroom early in the morning.

"I wish Cheng Chen a prosperous new life and all the best!" After the class leader of University of Su gave a speech, everyone started to chat about interesting things during the holiday while eating.Wenli's family and Zhe Zong's family both brought a bunch of semi-self-service food, and the butler Zhe thoughtfully offered Gu Ge as a temporary waiter to take care of the rare gatherings of the children.

Yu Lisi sadly calculated the calories of the small egg tarts, while complaining that the recently published reprinted novels of Lingwen are all adults' tastes, and they are not good-looking at all!Reading Lingwen novels is her greatest comfort and hobby when she is half hungry every day.

Speaking of this topic, Zhe Zong was excited, his shiny little face was flushed, and he quickly entered the state of storytelling: "It's really pitiful that you people can't get in touch with the most high-end and recent writers!"

"Cut!" Six or seven middle fingers, ten pairs of white eyes.The difference in the number is a bit big, mainly because of the reservedness of the girls.

"Ah, with your company, my family has recently recruited a mysterious and mysterious great writer! The writing is for children to read fairy tales." Mr. Zhe pressed his hand, lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes, and said quietly, "This master , no one has seen his true face. He has a ruthless, loyal and martial arts spiritual master with him.

The master is all in black, only a white mask as bright as the moon can reflect his elegance and purity.That cruel spiritual master was also dressed in black, even his mask was smeared with black paint, which deeply expressed his cold and hard heart as a drop of iron. "

Cheng Chen listened to Mr. Zhe's gossip, and the more he listened to it, the more outrageous it became. Well, this black and white double evil sounds quite familiar, doesn't it?

"White, white, white masks as bright as the moon... Zhe Zong, are you here to be funny? You will be blessed by God if you enter our Longchuan writing class in this life! If you accept your publishing house in the future, Tsk tsk tsk!" Yu Lisi covered her stomach and laughed so hard that she didn't forget to lie on the back of monitor Su and taunt her.

"Are you going to let him finish talking before you talk! Mr. Zhe, go ahead and update quickly." Suguo pinched Yu Lisi's tender face and immediately urged her to update.What's going on now, if you feel bad after talking, you can beat me up later!

"Update!" The big characters with wet ink on the small note fully expressed the writer's urgent mood.

"Hmph!" Mr. Zhe proudly raised his nose to the sky, "Master, he appeared like the wind, and signed a non-disclosure agreement as coldly as snow, leaving behind a warm book of fairy tales, and just brushed off his clothes when it was over! He appeared quietly."

"What story? Is it good? What level?"

"The confidentiality agreement has been signed, and you are still talking nonsense!"

"Tell us quickly, I like fairy tales the most."

The students rushed to express their opinions.

Zhe Zong shouted: "Stop!"

He pressed the table, nodded gracefully, and explained: "My colleagues, my family's 'Wanyi' has a long history and is famous. You can see the integrity of the evening library and publishing. It's quite rich. !

The confidentiality agreement we signed with the master mainly involves and includes the true identity of the master himself, the sharing agreement, the price of the book, etc., I want to tell you that there is no play!Even I won't let the Ejia library know, all locked in the S-class safe box!

Being able to make it public, of course, is allowed to make it public, including the level of the spiritual book, name, pen name and other information.Master has a tall and mighty image, but he didn't tell him to keep it a secret? ! "

Cheng Chen listened to Mr. Zhe's nonsense, and finally let go of his a little suspenseful heart. "Wanyi" is indeed quite virtuous. OK?

It's just that Zhe Zong's next words made him feel black, angry and funny.

"Uh, it's not realistic to say that the master is tall and mighty. The master himself is actually quite petite, especially when standing with his mighty spiritual master, he is so fragile, like a flower shining in water, and a small bird clinging to others... "

Cheng Chen gritted his teeth and said sullenly: "Student Wanyi, you are such a bullshit, let the master know, please? Be careful that he doesn't send the book to your family!" We are underage, underage, you still called us that day Where is the big guy?Just say I'm petite?This heartless fat man.

"Well, this is a true portrayal, let the public know the truth, and you must not lose your conscience just because the master is a distinguished guest of my family!" Zhe Xiaopang complained angrily, blinked, as if thinking of something, and started gossip again: "Uh, You say, this dark master and his spirit enlightener, hehehe! You know, just like the fashion industry, the literati circle in Huaguo, that is also hehehe!"

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and tell stories!" Su Daban doesn't like to listen to gossip, but likes to follow news and stories.

Hey hey hey!What is hey hey hey!Zhe Xiaopang has the ability, you make it clear in front of my master, I will definitely not hit you!Cheng Chen felt resentful about this somewhat ambiguous guess, is there any brotherhood left? !

"The name of the story is very beautiful and lovely, called "Wild Swan". Long, long ago, there was a beautiful and lovely little princess and her brothers..."

Everyone was craning their necks to listen intently. Just as they started, the little fat man babbled and stopped abruptly, saying: "The reprint of the spiritual book "Wild Swan" has been included in the schedule of Wanyi's publication, and the contract has been sent out by email. Just wait for Master An to sign it, everyone who has money, please make a money market, if you don’t have money...haha, this place is full of fat!"

Alas, with a scream, Zhezong paid a heavy price for his unscrupulous words.

Su Guo withdrew his fist angrily, scratching his heart and lungs to know what happened after the little princess's brothers were cursed by the hateful witch, and after that... Sure enough, he beat this fat man who was trying to keep his appetite lightly!But before the spirit book was republished, it was a rule to only reveal the brief introduction. If Mr. Zhe kept his mouth open, his family's business would not be able to pass on for hundreds of years.

Has the reprint contract been uploaded online?Cheng Chen was taken aback, thinking of his online mailbox, he and A Lang had been running around outside for a while, and completely forgot about it.

"Oh! Zhe Xiaopang, you are too bad. I can't sleep when I go home! When will this book come out?! It's no problem to buy, buy, buy, I'm afraid that your old Zhejia can't sell it all. Hmph!" Yu Lisi was also depressed, feeling like she fell into a hole and waited for someone to fill it in... Who knows who gets lost!

"Ha? Ha? Ha!" Mr. Zhe looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then squinted his eyes when he turned his head, and the evil spirit on Xiaopang's face was doubled! "The reprints of my Zhejia's spiritual books have always been hard to grab, and they can't be sold out! What's more, this time it's the work of Master Hans Christian Andersen! It is said that even the figurines have been released."

"Wait, Master Andersen, "Wild Swan"? The name is so familiar, where have I heard it..." Wenli thought for a while, and then suddenly called out, "My second uncle said that a very good fairy tale was recently filed by the Literature Examination Bureau. The story is called "Wild Swan", but unfortunately he only has half of it. It was written by some kind of genius girl. It seems to be from Liuzhou or somewhere. It is a state-level news level, and there is no such thing as Mingfu. Are you talking about it? Wrong message?"

"What? Master is a girl? Impossible? That aggressiveness, that rough voice, is either a fake mother or a female man! It's all right!" Mr. Zhe said categorically, but he also had a half-knowledge about the specific news of Lingwen. All I know is that this book must be complete, otherwise it would be impossible to publish it!So I had a chat with Wenli, a semi-insider, for a long time.

The two people were discussing, strictly speaking, not a book, but the "original" of the whole book and the "copy" with the beginning.

Cheng Chen, who knew this well, didn't intend to say anything, since he had promised to keep silent to repay Aunt Lian for his past efforts, let's just watch the situation change with cold eyes!

After chatting about this for a while, the two children became impatient, and turned around to discuss the possible number of reprints of "Wild Swan".

"The first edition is at least 20, and the second edition doubles, and the total sales may exceed one million!" Zhe Xiaopang is ambitious.

Cheng Chen sneered, naive, naive!Do you know the sales volume of "The Little Prince" on my big earth?Five hundred million!Not counting pirated copies.Andersen's fairy tales are older and more widely spread than it, and the sales volume for more than 100 years cannot be counted!

Even if the population of this parallel world is not as large as that of the big earth due to the painful inheritance of text enlightenment, but half fold half fold and half fold again, hum!At least ten million level, of course, it will definitely not be sold in a while, and time will prove the legend of the masters.

"Hey, if the reprinted book really sells millions of dollars, and the spiritual book of "Wild Swan" is blessed by so many readers' wishes, then the spirituality will definitely be thicker and more durable." Mr. Zhe thinks of the future, foolishly sigh.

What?Cheng Chen was taken aback, did the readers still have the power to support him?Then...then...has the wish power of my readers on the big earth crossed over?If the answer is yes, OMG!The masterpieces of hundreds of millions of readers are so scary!