howling breath

On the way back to the dormitory together, Lin Lang received a strange call, which he answered.

The other party claimed to be the public relations director of Wenwen Literature Corporation, and it took a lot of hard work to get Lin Lang's contact information through various contacts.

After he introduced himself, Lin Lang and Tang Yushu, who had already heard the words, looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Tang Yushu then took the mobile phone from Lin Lang's hand, and "threatened" the person on the other end of the phone: "What do you want to do?!—Are you threatening him?!"

The other party repeatedly apologized to the boys in this room for his "harassment", claiming that Liu Cheng had been fired by Wen Wen urgently, and asked Lin Lang if he needed any compensation—the tone was kind, as if he was afraid that if he spoke louder, he would shatter Lin Lang .

Tang Yushu was so coaxing—feeling that the other party seemed to have no malicious intentions, he turned his gaze to Lin Lang and asked Lin Lang with his eyes: "Then...do you want to listen to him?"

Lin Lang took the phone back from Tang Yushu: "What can you compensate me for?"

"This time it is indeed our Wen Wen's ineffective management that caused this kind of rat shit to sneak around in our group! The trouble caused to you and many authors is really priceless! Although these things have nothing to do with our Wen Wen headquarters ——But I still caused you trouble! Please allow me to apologize again!” The other party drew the line cleanly, and then offered a generous offer: “We will give you 20 as compensation—is it okay?”

20... a lot of money.

But Lin Lang still said, "No need."

"Do you think it's not enough? I can apply again! Although the harm caused to you is irreparable, we really hope that after you have been treated unfairly, we will make you as much compensation as possible—— It can also be regarded as our own vigilance to ourselves! In the future, we will definitely strengthen supervision at work! ——30 is okay?”

30... a lot of money.

Lin Lang felt that he couldn't let him quote any more—the more he paid, the more he would feel as if he had burned so much money with his own hands.So Lin Lang smiled wryly and replied again: "No need."

"Aren't you willing to give us this chance to make up? Are you unwilling to forgive Wen Wen's omission?"

Playing the emotional card - Lin Lang didn't let his sneer out, but just responded to the phone: "If you really feel that compensation is needed, then let me, as a representative of domestic original creators, take the liberty to say something to you : Your company's first sister, Gu Meishang, plagiarizes, and has caused a huge negative evaluation of the Wenwen brand. Therefore, you have the right to file a claim against her. Then donate the money to public welfare, or set up an 'anti-plagiarism fund' It will be used to help creators who should be respected-doing so is more valuable than giving me some money."

"Hey..." The other party froze for a long time.

But Lin Lang just pressed the hang up button and didn't give him another chance to communicate.

"You are really nice... Lin Lang!" Although Tang Yushu is a "brother" from a wealthy family, Tang Yushu couldn't understand why Lin Lang refused the money: "But although your idea is great!... But I don't think you can't take their compensation - there is at least one book, and you swallowed it as a gunman for them!"

Lin Lang didn't answer Tang Yushu's question, but asked him: "When you were young... did you give a speech on 'My Dream'?"

"I can't write a composition well - I never had this opportunity." Tang Yushu rubbed the back of his head.

Lin Lang looked at him and smiled: "I gave a speech—because I write very well."

"Is it your dream to be a writer?"

"No." The boy looked in an unclear direction, and the lights of the stadium condensed into a flowing light in his pupils.He said: "My dream is: May there be no bullying in the world."

"Eh……"

"At that time, my composition was praised by the teacher, and she asked me to give a speech with this manuscript. I remember standing on the stage in the auditorium and looking at the crowded crowd, I couldn't help showing 'Voice and emotion' got up—because I knew I was 'acting'."

"Oh... I understand!" Tang Yushu nodded: "When I'm watched by many people, I feel uncomfortable--me too!"

"That's right." Lin Lang nodded: "Everything I speak is written down with my true feelings - there is no doubt about it. However, because I know that many eyes are looking at me, I can't help but bring my true feelings into the performance ' nature."

"Oh..." But... what does this have to do with your refusal to accept Wen Wen's compensation?

"The foundation is my true feelings." Lin Lang said so. When he finished speaking, he looked at Tang Yushu and gave Tang Yushu a smile. He probably didn't realize that he raised his chin slightly: "But just now In fact, if I don't make my words complete, it's equivalent to handing Wen Wen a knife."

Only then did Tang Yushu fully understand what Lin Lang meant.

That phone call was not Wen Wen’s sincere apology—but Fan Lin Lang agreed to accept the compensation, and what would follow would be overwhelming “reconciliation drafts” and overwhelming “I knew…” from the onlookers, and then things would be over. How it will be fermented is unimaginable... Moreover, based on my knowledge of the media industry: if the phone call just now was a trap, then the one sitting on the other end may not only be the Wen Wen Group, but more likely a dozen or so "heavy weight" waiting to be caught. Materials" media microphones...

The sky is already ultramarine.

In the city where light pollution is rampant, there are not many stars to be seen.

When Tang Yushu came back to his senses, Lin Lang walked in front of him, and his arms opened inexplicably.

After thinking about it, I finally figured it out... It seemed that I was subconsciously trying to block the wind for the boy who was trekking.

At the end of December, the promotion of Chunsheng B&B was completely finished.

This case even set off a long discussion in the public relations industry—many media in the industry are trying to sum up their experience and write articles about "how to leverage a huge brand effect at low cost" and "play new tricks in story marketing" Class analysis article.

Lin Lang didn't care about these too professional analysis - that was Chen Ni's achievement.

Lin Lang focused all his attention on his new dream culture.

In several incidents, whether intentional or unintentional, "Chunsheng Inn" already has a high exposure rate.So far, Lin Lang alone has more than 30 followers on Weibo.It is not considered "well-known", but at least it can be crowned with the title of "new and cutting-edge".

Tang Yushu's Weibo stopped at 7 to 8 followers after "Chunxi Road Breaking Love".On the contrary, he seldom updates, and occasionally only releases some pictures of the blue sky and white clouds that he has taken, or studies astronomy photography with a few like-minded netizens.From time to time, when asked by netizens about "what's going on with Lin Lang", Tang Yushu would only pick one or two replies "still" and "well", and then stop talking - this was Tang Yushu's own idea.

That's right, Tang Yushu is also a person with ideas.

As for what the idea is - when Lin Lang asked him, he would just smile and refuse to say.

After the "Wen Wen Xin Award" collapsed, the authors who were pulled out of the fire pit exchanged olive branches with Xinmeng Culture. Before the end of the year, Lin Lang signed 16 masterpieces that he planned to produce in the first half of 5 years.

When the team expanded, Shen Ye, a very popular guy, helped a lot: he brought back the senior sister who had been an editor in "New Movie", and brought in a direct primary school girl who was a student of architecture but also loved literature very much— —After these two joined, they quickly became the backbone of the team during the foundation building period.

After the team expanded, it was natural to leave the small and cramped office in the main building of the school.Lin Lang ran for a week to find an office space, but he couldn't find one that was too satisfactory.But one day, on the way back to Yingda University, I found a cafe that was subletting at the first house in the first side alley across the street from the school—it is said that the kids from wealthy families in the school got together to start a business. Then, it turned out to be ruined... Quickly made an appointment with the owner to go in and look around, and Lin Lang decided to rent this comfortable and comfortable space - it is convenient for commuting, and it is also convenient for long-term use of the resources of the Film University.

Then Lin Lang abdicated and made Shen Ye the executive director, that is, the "boss" in charge of the actual business.However, Lin Lang himself stepped back and took the position of "personnel manager" - after all, the company's size was not large during the startup period. It can be handled.

Mainly I want to save most of my energy for creation.

On Christmas Eve, Tang Yushu accompanied Lin Lang to buy a new mobile phone.

Lin Lang originally had the mentality of using it for as long as possible—although the phone leaks sound, if the volume is turned to the minimum, it can still hold on.

But Tang Yushu didn't want Lin Lang to continue accommodating, and he didn't know that he had learned some tricks from that road of evil and heretics. Fierce Linlang said: "If you don't buy it yourself within this week, you will receive what I bought for you on Monday morning!"

Quite courageous: learned the "threat" trick.

But Lin Lang was not taken by him, so Lin Lang quietly looked at Tang Yushu, who was the incarnation of the "dominant young master", and turned Tang Yushu back to "soft bones": "I was wrong, I was wrong, I have nothing else It means I feel sorry for you, you already have money, you should get a new one, otherwise every time I call you, I won’t dare to tell you...'stinky shameless' lines..."

Lin Lang was amused by him, and rubbed his burning ears: "Well, I've actually been paying attention, and it just so happens that there is a discount on Christmas Eve... Don't push me! It's all slobber! Tang Yushu, are you a dog?!"

"Wang!"

After the new mobile phone was adjusted at the counter, it immediately received a call from Chen Ni, and Lin Lang picked it up.

Chen Ni said it was like this: the brand executive of Chunsheng Homestay came to Chengdu with the store manager himself, and called Chen Ni and Tang Yushu to go out together.Knowing that Lin Lang, the writer of "Chunsheng Inn", is also in Chengdu and is good friends with the top executives of Dianjiang Media, so he clamored to get together for a small celebration banquet.

Lin Lang agreed.

The location of the celebration banquet was set at a KTV.When Lin Lang and Tang Yushu arrived, Shun'er was singing "Little Apple" duet with Chen Ni.

Chunsheng's brand execution looks three or four years older than himself, but the store manager seems to be of the same age.

When "Passing Seven" passed 10 or so times, Tang Yushu, who was slow-witted, had already drank six or seven bottles.

Lin Lang saw that he was showing some face, so he stopped the game, ordered some food, and started a casual conversation for everyone to chat.

Because there is no generation gap, the group of people hit it off.

Especially the store manager—he was very happy, holding Tang Yushu's shoulders and talking to Lin Lang: "Although Chen Ni and Dayu have only slept together for four years, our friendship is as deep as wearing a pair of pants. Yes! After Chunsheng B&B got the investment from Qinhuang Capital, Chen Ni came to me and told me: We will pay you for brand marketing worth 20 yuan. When the time comes, you will settle the money for me if you are satisfied, and if you are not satisfied, you will be We gave it away, and then came up with the plan of 'using a martial arts novel to build a homestay brand'-this is called brother! I can trust him! He can trust me!"

The store manager was probably slightly drunk, so Ren Tang Yushu tried to cover his mouth, but he was still paranoid about telling Lin Lang about their "brotherhood".

Lin Langchong smiled at the shop manager: "I didn't know: so your undergraduate studies are in the same dormitory?"

While laughing, he glanced at Chen Ni again—Chen Ni turned his head away as if he didn't see him; and glanced at Tang Yushu again—Tang Yushu immediately picked up the wine glass and tried to drink himself to the point of "unconsciousness".

Lin Lang didn't embarrass these two guys who "deceived themselves" in front of the lively scene.

It was Shun'er who jumped for Lin Lang: "Oh, that's not right! Didn't you two say..."—but Chen Nun turned his head and kissed him to end the questioning.

Then Shun'er lost to the alluring kiss, and took the initiative to nibble on Chen Ni.

The crowd cheered and howled.

Lin Lang also applauded them both.

Since then, it has been noisy until the early hours of the morning.

Lin Lang, who was addicted to alcohol, made an excuse to go to the bathroom and walked out of the KTV to get some air.

It's quiet, cool, and a bit chilly outside.

Lin Lang shrank his neck, and breathed out hot air under the lamp.

"Lin Lang..."

Someone called his name, so Lin Lang turned his head—it was Chen Ni who came out.

"Angry?"

"Not at all." Lin Lang shook his head, "I just came out to get some air."

"Da Yu thought you were angry, and was anxious to find you in the maze-like KTV."

"Then let's go back."

"Don't wait. I have something to tell you." Chen Ni lit a cigarette: "At that time, I lied to you and said that the capital chain of the general was broken. Only you can save us with the copyright of the novel-you can't blame me for publishing it. It's a bad idea, and you have yourself to blame."

"Oh?" Lin Lang, who was beaten as a sinner, couldn't laugh or cry: "I wish to hear the details—"

"Let me tell you the truth first—the truth is what you heard: Dianjiang has no crisis, and Dianjiang is very rich. Dianjiang paid 20 yuan out of his own pocket for the whole marketing case of Chunsheng B&B. 4 yuan of which will be given to you as the authorization fee for the novel , 16 yuan was implemented. But the effect was beyond expectations, so Chunsheng paid me 30 yuan. Not only the 'Chunsheng' this 'scenic spot hotel brand', Qinhuang also opened a new 'city express hotel brand', And Dian Jiang pays out of his own pocket to give others a sweet treat first, because I really want to win these cases under Qinhuang Capital in 16."

"Did it work?"

"Forget it, I took more than half of it - go to sign the contract next week."

"Congratulations to Dianjiang Media. Then explain why you lied to me?"

"You should know it yourself." Chen Ni smoked a cigarette and looked at Lin Lang: "At that time, you were like a thin piece of ice stubble, which made people worry - I don't know how to handle you."

"Too."

"At that time you dumped Tang Yushu, you don't know how frustrated he was at that time - I have known him for so many years, I only saw him smile. The first time I saw that guy crying at a loss, I couldn't stand it. So I also think about the development of the media for our sake: the chairman is abolished, so I can’t use any means? I believe that you can understand my motives for lying to you now—you are so different from the beginning Yes. Lin Lang, do you know how much you have changed?"

"Give me a cigarette—you go on."

"Dayu hit me!"

"I'm just tearing it up and playing..."

Chen Nun handed one over, and he continued: "In the past, you always felt that you were not good enough for Dayu—why did you always praise him so high? He is really good, so good... If you don't have him Let alone you, my life trajectory may not be like this now. But no matter how good he is, he is just a beam of light. Light can illuminate everything, but there is only so much light can do, and everything has its own Their own choices—some ask for work in the sun, and some only go to places where the light can't reach. What I mean is: with Dayu accompanying me to fight together, I ran from a little wild dog in the mountain village to today."

He took a puff of cigarette, and then emphasized: "But, I am the one who got here today!"

Lin Lang twisted the tobacco on his fingertips and listened to Chen Ni's words.

"I know why you are afraid of facing Dayu: he is too clean and simple; and you yourself are selfish, cold and scheming. So you don't think you are a good person, do you?"

"Yes."

"But you went from a bath flower at the beginning to a helmet later, you