I'm just sorry for plagiarism

And the current Nanxiang Restaurant is located on a certain road uphill in the 88 middle slope. It is said that it is called Xuexue Road. The name is nice and impressive, and it is not too far away. .

On the way, I was still listening to Huang Bian sighing.

"I have long heard that Mr. Chow Yun-fat, who can write such a large-scale and profound content as "Dream", is a man of talent. Today, I saw that he is...very talented. He also looks like Brother Fa...deserving of this pseudonym. "

For some reason, hearing Huang Bian flattering the young lady against her will, she couldn't help laughing.

But when I turned around, I saw the weird expression on my father's face: "What are you doing?"

"The editor said I was talented, and the editor of juvenile literature said I was handsome. How did he know that I was handsome? This is too blatant." Father Xia looked excited like someone of.

Looking at her father who has never seen the world, the young lady couldn't help covering her head again. Why does my father always like to act so childish at critical moments?

Chapter 53 52, what do you say

Arriving at Shifu Road, looking at the various restaurants around, Huang Bian pointed to a restaurant on the street that looked resplendent and resplendent, and said, "How about this one?"

But seeing that Father Xia hadn't made up his mind yet, his own daughter frowned subtly, then casually pointed to the one next to her: "The one next to it is better."

Although the decoration of the restaurant selected by the editor Huang looks extraordinarily magnificent and thoughtful, it was exposed to food safety problems in 11. Its cooking even used the most unacceptable gutter oil for the common people in later generations, and there were even quite Many people have suffered safety hazards. As a foresighted lady, she naturally doesn't want to see such things happen to her.

The restaurant that Li Xia chose was called Chuanxiangyuan. It has rich dishes, smooth taste, and the taste is a bit northerly. There are several relatively well-developed restaurants on this food street in later generations.

The most important thing is that the cooking is more careful and healthier than other restaurants, and the amount of gutter oil mixed is relatively small, so there is not much psychological burden to eat.

The two editors in the same industry were a little stunned.In the past, the two of them also looked at the surrounding environment, and wanted to choose a relatively high-end restaurant to treat guests, so that they would have a business atmosphere, but now, since the little girl has said that they should choose a more simple one Naturally, everything is fine.After all, it's two editors' treats, and the monthly salary is not much. As for the expenses, it is natural to save as much as possible.

"Okay, then follow the little girl's wishes."

This time period is obviously not the time to finish eating, just after class, it looks like four or five o'clock, there are not many customers in the store, sitting in twos and threes in the corner of the empty hall, it looks a bit empty.

Looking at the slightly old and dilapidated decoration in the store, the eldest lady felt a little dazed.

In my previous life, I often took her here to eat when I was dating a girl. At that time, I was not rich, and my father barely managed to be a department manager after working all his life.I often go out to eat with my wife and adults, and I have saved more than half a month's wages before I am willing to have a luxurious meal.

But it is such a slightly shabby meal, but it can be so warm and delicious. The key is that the food here is really delicious.

I remember that the garlic pork ribs here, stir-fried diced chicken, etc. are indeed much more delicious than those in restaurants outside, and they are not too expensive. I come here again and again, but I can't forget the dishes here.

Thinking of the warm years that I and my wife spent here, the young lady felt that her mouth was full of water, and she didn't bother to look at the menu, so she casually ordered two dishes, both of which are signature dishes here, delicious but not expensive , the waitress at the side was stunned.

My little nephews occasionally accompanied the adults out for a meal, and their stinky faces were almost unreadable. Let alone ordering food, even asking them to say a few polite words would be as difficult as killing them. But I didn't expect to see this little girl talking about the name of the dish today, and she still feels a little clear, I have to say it is very strange.

After ordering, she smiled, and then sat on the small bench and greeted the two uncles generously, as if she had invited the meal, and she was very impolite: "You two uncles, please drink Fusu. Bingfeng is too sweet, so I don’t want it, but Fusu is delicious, and it’s all airlifted from Mongolia, so let’s order a couple of pricks first.”

Seeing such an old-fashioned attitude, Father Xia couldn't help but tap her on the head: "You, anyway, it's someone else's treat, and you don't know what it means to be polite."

Listening to her father's intentionally elongated tone, the young lady couldn't stop laughing. Although her father usually behaves like a petty citizen at home, in the eyes of outsiders, she especially likes to pretend to be an elder and dignified.

On the other hand, Bian Huang and Bian Li hurriedly waved their hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, we don't know each other well when we come here, so let the little girl order the quilt."

In fact, treating guests to dinner is just a process, and the real thing to say is that there is something in the words at the dinner table. The reason why Bian Huang and Bian Li are a little hardened in front of this father and daughter is of course their own reasons.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the food to be ready, but the two uncles sitting opposite obviously didn't intend to move their chopsticks. They took out a cigarette from their pockets and lit it, and slowly smoked.

It didn't take a while for the small dining table to be covered with smoky smoke. The waitress saw it, and it seemed that since there were not many customers, she didn't come over to stop it.

The old man seemed to have quite an appetite, but the helpless person was still sitting there looking at him with bitter hatred on his face. As the next family, he couldn't be the first to move his chopsticks, right?I had no choice but to return the same unbelievable smile to the other party with a smiling face, feeling a little anxious in my heart.

The eldest miss didn't care about that much anymore, seeing the good wine and food that she had been thinking about day and night was brought up, her stomach was already growling with hunger, just looking at those steaming hot dishes, that The halazi flooded completely, almost dripping all over the ground.

Without waiting to greet others, he stood up and took a bowl of rice from the side, and ate the side dishes with big mouthfuls, chewing as if no one else was there, what he ate was sweet and delicious.

Seeing this, the old man also thought that procrastinating some things like this is not an option, so he simply coughed twice and opened his mouth first.

"Then the two editors, may I ask you to come to me, what is the matter?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Li Bian opened his mouth to say something, but Huang Bian, who was the leader, took over the conversation, "I just want to visit the author who can write a masterpiece like "Dream" The lineup, I want to get a glimpse of what's going on, so I came here specially to treat you to a meal and take a look."

"Where is it? Don't dare to take it. In fact, this book is not really written by me." Father Xia is more or less a conscientious person, knowing that most of his literary accomplishments are mentioned by his daughter. At this time, he was praised, but he pointed to the young lady who was secretly pouring beer into his glass sitting beside him, and said:

"I'm ashamed to say that most of that "Dream" was written by my daughter. I just went to polish it. Strictly speaking, the author of this book should be her."

As soon as the words fell, the two editors were stunned.

They glanced at each other, and then at the young lady sitting on the chair. They wanted to say something, but found that they were suddenly speechless.

"what did you say?"

"I said that the author of this book is actually my daughter." Father Xia had a cheerful look on his face, and added with a smile: "Just tell my daughter if you have anything to do. In fact, I am just embellishing it. It won't take up much weight, you don't have to pay attention to me if you want to discuss anything, just talk to my daughter."

The two editors were speechless for a while.

Looking at Daddy Xia, the calm eyes were not as exaggerated as fake, but for some reason, after the two of them looked the young lady up and down again, although they didn't say anything, the eyes were very obvious. I still don't believe what is revealed in the book.

Mr. Chow Yun-fat's writing is exquisite and the description of the scene is also very appropriate. Although the sentences often reveal a cheerful atmosphere, most of the time the comparisons and descriptions used are impossible to write without certain social experience and experience.

In addition, "Dream" is originally a daily article that is biased towards the theme of social colleges. Work, career and love stand half the sky. How can the ups and downs of middle-aged people have such a mentality to write and face?

They still vaguely remember.

The strong thoughts flowing from the tip of the pen slide down to the paper, the strong and complex emotions, and the extreme deduction in the text, people can't help but tremble when they read it carefully, and savor it for a long time.

This is the impression left by the two editors on how much I knew about the flowers in my dream.

But the little girl in front of her looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, as if she hadn't even attended high school. How could this kind of essay be written by her?

If it is true, how did those descriptions about Beidiao and work come about?She wrote it?How do you write it?Written with a head?This is too unbelievable.

Don't believe it, obviously don't believe it.

The emotion called doubt was frankly hung on the faces of the two editors. It was obviously an expression that no matter what you said, I thought you were joking. Tell Father Xia clearly that the two of us traveled thousands of miles away. I rushed over here, didn't I just listen to your joke, okay?

On the other hand, the eldest lady was listening calmly and calmly. This kind of thing is like a layer of window paper. If it is uncovered, there will be no mystery, and the eldest lady has long known that her identity will be exposed. The moment of unveiling, so when I heard my father say this at this time, it didn't mean much shock.

The so-called suspicion and confusion are also within the range of Missy's expectations. After all, it is impossible for Conan to exist in this world. The setting that the mind is different from ordinary people but the body is petite like a child is extremely unscientific in itself.To be honest, if the eldest lady hadn't been reborn herself, even if she encountered this kind of thing herself, she would inevitably have the same doubts as the two editors.

However, she still couldn't help complaining about the previous content of the two editors. In my impression, the editorial office of juvenile literature is located somewhere in Hangzhou, Zhejiang, which is five or six hundred kilometers away from Yecheng, which is far to the east. The distance, the traffic these days is not as in a daze as later generations, the high-speed rail has not been built, and the air tickets are ridiculously expensive. As two working-class editors, there are only two ways to come here. One is to step on it. Running from a distance of two to eight thousand miles is like learning Buddhist scriptures. The second way is to take the train, which is also traveling thousands of miles. It is still like learning Buddhist scriptures, no difference.

So, after traveling such a long distance and traveling thousands of miles, the reason for the ten-hour drive is to meet Father Xia?This is too ridiculous.

"Let's not talk about the author or not, Mr. Xia, we are here to find you this time." Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Huang Bian sighed again, and said, "Actually, it's a little bit of a trivial matter."

"What's the matter?" Dad Xia realized that there was something wrong in his words at this time.

"It's nothing important, it's just a little thing." Editor Li took over the quarrel and paused. The words were vague, and not ordinary people could understand them. At the end, he added in a low voice: "Mr. Xia, It's about signing the contract..."

Although Lao Xia also said before that most of his book was written by the eldest lady, it is obvious that the object of the two people's discussion now is Father Xia.

Lao Xia yelled twice, but suddenly recalled it. In his own impression, it seemed that there were indeed those two black and white notes, which passed by in his memory in a flash.

At that time, I seemed to have discussed it with my daughter, saying that it was for my own future development that I rejected this signing draft... I thought it was a trivial matter, after all, it was a signing, what did the Humanities Society say in a day? I can also receive four or five orders, and if I don’t sign here, I won’t sign it. I guess they won’t take it seriously, but I didn’t expect that in the blink of an eye, they would come all the way from Zhejiang Province to find my own. Trouble is coming... I have to feel the surprises and impermanence of life.

"Ah, that contract..."

"Yes, did you receive it?"

"This... You all called home, can't you still not receive it?" The old man coughed, and when he said this, his tone was a little hesitant, as if he had expected something guilty.

"You also know that you have received it." As expected, the tone on the other side became resentful as soon as this was mentioned, and looked at Father Xia, feeling ashamed of seeing him, "Then why did you receive the contract? Why don't you sign and send it to us? It's been a month, have you lost it?"

Father Xia rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, but the editor still seemed a little incompetent. Thinking of what happened over the past month, he felt resentful, and couldn't help but continue to blame him.

"You said you lost it, so you lost it. You didn't reply to the short messages we sent you on the website, and you didn't answer the phone calls. Although you have been sending us manuscripts for half a month, what is this? What do you mean?"

Speaking of this matter, Huang Bian was still very angry. He himself was in charge anyway. When was this kind of pigeon let go?After all, it is also a juvenile literature editing agency, and it can be regarded as the most competitive and influential half of the official publishing house among the youth generation.

It's a bit strange that such a publishing house with such a strong background signed a contract with someone and was pushed and procrastinated.This is really not bragging. The juvenile literature of this era is spliced ​​with its huge influence, which can compete with the budding existence. Even in some areas, except for the new concept composition, which can increase points in the exam, other On the one hand, it is almost dominated by juvenile literature.

In this era, do you dislike their juvenile literature?Isn't the author's face a little too frivolous?A little too arrogant?

But this kind of exclamation that reveals personal emotions is naturally not allowed to be expressed by him.So these words were spoken by Li Bian, who was brought up by himself. Although you are used before every sentence, it is not hard to hear the little impatience suppressed in those words.

Thinking about it, Li Bian was still a little unsatisfied, and when his temper got up, it really couldn't be handled in a sentence or two, so he couldn't help but add another sentence.

"Now that all of us have come here from Zhezhou, you can tell us whether to sign or not. We can go back and pay a job. Everyone is very happy. Tell me, don't you?"

Chapter 54, 53, about the contract...

Although the words seemed quite polite, it was obvious that an irrepressible aggression was brewing, but for some reason, there was nowhere to vent it, and in the end, the tone became so helpless. .

"Hey, Dexing, you can't say that."

The editor Huang who was sitting beside him coughed, and quickly stopped him. After all, we are here to talk about things, and we can't mess up this matter because of personal feelings.

You must know that the people above appreciate this talented young master Chow Yun-fat very much. If the other party rejects everything because of such a trivial matter, then the group of leaders above will pursue the responsibility, then I am not Do you want to regret going to grandma's house?

Thinking of this juncture, he quickly filled the wine glass in front of him, then raised his glass to Father Xia, and smiled apologetically.

"I'm young and energetic, and I'm not very good at talking. Please bear with me."

"Wherever it is, it's our side."

Lao Xia was still scratching his head in embarrassment and didn't know when to say it. At this time, he quickly raised his glass in response.

To be honest, I was really taken aback by such a heavily armed battle before. After all, Lao Xia is just a small employee in a remote county, eating with this kind of official employee who is almost in line with international standards. , If it was put in the past, it would not even dare to imagine it.

Thinking about it, my life is indeed full of surprises. In the era when the child was not a monster, the biggest wish of my father in this life was to make money to support the family in peace, guarding the one-acre three-point land and waiting for him. When I retire, I can get the provident fund and enjoy the sun and drink tea every day. This life can be regarded as a stable life. At that time, looking at the three or four hundred manuscript fees in my pocket every month, Lao Xia really never thought about it. I hope I will get to where I am today.

But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, I was already negotiating a contract with the most influential publisher in the entire continent. Such a change is too shocking, right?

I am about to become a popular niche, my works are appreciated by others, my family starts to make money, and my children have become more human than me...

For a moment, Father Xia was in a daze.

"Well, Mr. Xia, are you alright?" Seeing Lao Xia's weird expression, the two editors on the side thought that he had spoken too harshly and made others unhappy, so they raised their glasses and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was the one to be abrupt, Mr. Xia, please don't mind..."

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay..." Just when Lao Xia came back to his senses and wanted to say something, the wicked little bastard in his family paused, and suddenly, he opened his mouth.

"I said two editors, since you are all here, you naturally know that we have our own reasons for not signing, right?"

The eldest lady sighed, she just felt that since there were some things to be said, she should just explain them straight to the point, otherwise procrastination would end up with long nights and dreams, and that was not in line with her style.

Such a crisp voice suddenly sounded on the dining table, and the two editors were stunned for a moment, tilting their heads, only to realize that it was the little girl sitting next to Lao Xia who was less than 1.4 meters tall.

Due to her height, her two feet were dangling in the air, shaking gently on the chair, and she barely showed her head on the marble tabletop. Looking at that appearance, she seemed to be a pretty cute little girl no matter what she looked at. The well-behaved appearance is quite pleasing, but the aggressive feeling in the words is even worse than that of Li Bian.

Those eyes were clear and deep, but they didn't seem to be unique to children of that age. For a middle-aged man like Huang Bian, who had seen a lot of knowledge, he couldn't help being stunned under such gaze. Then subconsciously sat up straight.

"I do realize something."

The two editors looked at each other, and then smiled wryly at the same time. The two of them had indeed discussed such an issue on the way here, and they couldn't help guessing while criticizing the author. Think about it, is it because some of the conditions in the contract are not satisfied, which has caused the delay in replying from the other party.

"Is it a salary issue?" The two big editors scratched their heads, and finally they could only come to this conclusion. After all, there seems to be nothing unsatisfactory about the other provisions of the contract?

Signing the contract does not give you money directly, but gives you a rule about salary distribution, such as [-] thousand words or [-] thousand words, that is, you can settle the same amount of remuneration for every thousand words written. Of course, this is also in the manuscript. It can only be released on the premise of passing the review. For example, if the online novels with hydrology and water to several million words are bought out, such a price would have cost the publishing house to grandma's house.

"The price Mr. Xia signed with us is fifty thousand characters, which should be pretty good. The salary of other authors is less than half of yours. Why don't you think about it? And we are also considering the issue of publishing a booklet. I have roughly selected a few books, including Mr. Xia's "Dream", if you agree to release it, at least an additional subsidy of 3 yuan will be given to you."

Buying out a book at a price of 3 yuan can be said to be a great discount. After all, in this age of piracy, even publishing houses like juvenile literature can hardly guarantee that a book can sell relatively well. .

However, Lao Xia's thoughts are obviously not on this one. When he heard that his book is about to get out of the shackles of the Internet and write a physical book for publication, although he looks calm on the surface, he smiled cheerfully and said to think about it. The hands that were placed under the table were already out of shape with excitement.

"Published, they said my book is going to be published, otherwise we'll sign it? It doesn't seem like I've suffered any losses anyway?" Taking advantage of the spare time between the two editors talking, Lao Xia couldn't wait to follow the eldest lady Negotiated.

To be honest, he wanted to agree a long time ago, but this book is not about his Lao Xia himself. As for why his daughter always looks down on the publishing house of juvenile literature, to be honest, even his Lao Xia didn’t do it himself. clear.

But I didn't expect that my daughter didn't even look at me, sighed, and said it suddenly.

"It's not really a question of money."

The two editors on the opposite side of the table happened to talk more and more vigorously. When talking about the salary issue, both of them were beaming. Thinking of how much profit this book will bring to the entire publishing house in the days to come, even the two of them I have to say that I was quite looking forward to it. Just when they were planning to popularize to Father Xia what kind of good things [-] oceans can buy in this era of scarcity of supplies, they heard what the young lady said.

All of a sudden, the two of them were stunned, and the expression seemed to be extinguished all of a sudden, a little embarrassed and a little inexplicable.

"what?"

"I said, this matter is not about money." The eldest lady crossed her arms, knocked on the marble dining table, and sighed, "We don't need money, but certain conditions in the signing draft must be It needs to be changed, otherwise, my father will never sign it."

Editor Huang was a little surprised when he heard it. Logically speaking, what they talked about at the dinner table was all in the air. Children should find it extremely boring to hear it, but now when this little girl talks about it When it comes to things, there is an illusion that he is in the right place. This scene is indeed very novel.Although the previous author also said that his book was written by the kid in front of him, it is impossible for them to believe it, because it is too mysterious. It is really possible for a child to belong to his family. Know so many ways of the world?

But now seeing this little girl talking so eloquently, she actually felt a bit of an expert, and the two of them couldn't help but sit up straight. Seeing that Father Xia didn't make any rebuttals, the two of them were curious. , was also suddenly induced.

"Little friend, can you be more specific?" Huang Bian smiled, trying to put on an amiable expression as he tried to persuade: "Which one does your father think does not meet his expectations? Tell us to let us hear." Listen, if you can, you can't make concessions."

"I want to emphasize that it's not that my father doesn't agree." The eldest lady shook her head and said, "It's just that I don't feel right. Well, it's the exclusive licensing agreement. I think it needs to be changed."

"Which one?" Huang Bian vaguely remembered that there was indeed this section in the contract, but this thing was just a formality. If I really want to mention it, isn't this time period a bit too early?

"It's the column of the authorization period." Sure enough, the eldest lady rubbed her chin with her hands, and said suddenly, "I think the exclusive authorization period of 20 years is too long, why not change it to five years?" , what do you think?"

Hearing what Li Xia said, the two editors sitting across from each other almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

The exclusive authorization is bound to peripheral products such as animation. If you really want to make these, you need to read the results of the whole book first. Only with capital can you launch peripheral products, and the physical book and this authorization are basically the same. The two extremes are not related.If you really want to leave, you have to look at the publishing results first before you can make a plan for the next step. In short, you don’t even have a single character now, so let’s talk about animation and manga?Is this a little too frivolous?Are you so confident in your own work?