Sister Chen doesn’t think it’s bad, “The novel... the reviews have been pretty good.”
This is just too unprofessional.
No wonder the following fan comments: "You can see ads and read novels with the help of Big Devil, but you can't see Big Devil."
Other celebrity accounts either post selfies, works, or things in the industry, but Li Qingning’s tweets are not progressing at all. She just posted “Farewell”, which is a song that has been passed down and can be regarded as a god. She
Tui Tui is quiet as usual.
I don’t know, I thought it was sung by someone else.
Li Qingning asked Sister Chen, "Have you read the novel?"
Sister Chen said she hasn't looked at it yet.
Li Qingning asked her to hurry up and read it, "My husband may have written it and it will be published by a publishing house in the future. You will have to come forward then."
"Show off your strength, husband, I understand."
Sister Chen didn't ask further about this. She decided to create a studio account and let Li Yu's account be played by himself.
She hung up the phone and really started reading the novel. When her husband called her to eat, she walked to the dining table with her cell phone and said, "Don't tell me, Qing Ning's husband's novels are really good."
She didn't expect it to be an epistolary novel.
Sister Chen's husband Xu Guangzheng raised his head, "Li Yu is married?"
"Yeah."
Sister Chen responded.
"Still a writer?"
Xu Guangzheng became interested. He worked in a publishing house. Although he published children's literature, it did not mean that he was not good at adult literature. He came over and asked, "On Li Yu's recommendation?"
Quite individual.
Nowadays, traffic is king. If a big star like Li Yu recommends it, even a low-grade novel can be sold at a good price, and there are a group of idiot fans who are pursuing it. You are not allowed to speak ill of it. After he learned that Sister Chen had joined Li Yu's company, he was determined to let Li Yu promote his book. How much traffic would this get?
He asked Sister Chen, "Is Li Yu trying to lift his husband?"
Sister Chen handed him the phone and said, "Then you are overthinking it. This is just a show of affection for a young couple."
"Really?"
Xu Guangzheng took the phone, chewed it while looking at it, and then slowly stopped chewing, "It's kind of interesting."
Li Qingning asked his assistant to buy breakfast.
Jiang Yang went upstairs to get breakfast, then hurried to the company and successfully punched in at the last minute.
He sat down and saw that Sister Han next to him was listless. She glanced at Jiang Yang and said, "Hey, you asked for leave yesterday. Huang Mou was very unhappy. He even complained to Mr. Zhou, saying that your copywriting was not good and that you were delaying the progress.
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Jiang Yang couldn't help it, "I have something to do at home, so I'll take the time to write."
"Stop writing."
Li Liang was on the left side of Jiang Yang's work. He lowered his voice and said, "I've passed the copywriting. Huang Mou completed it yesterday afternoon. I should copy you."
Jiang Yang hurriedly opened his mailbox. He had to say that the copy written by Huang Mou was really good. It was concise and concise, and it directly hit the customer's pain points. Moreover, the copy was experienced. Jiang Yang had a hard time revising it yesterday and felt that there was nothing to change. Now when comparing it, his copy is really not good.
Countertop.
Jiang Yang asked Huang Mou in the chat tool, "Brother Huang, please teach me how to write copy."
In the past, Jiang Yang would have been embarrassed to ask. He felt cautious and cautious, fearing that he would be fired if he showed any incompetence. Things are different now. Jiang Yang has changed now, and maybe he has become more confident.<
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Huang Mou, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment when Jiang Yang asked for advice. He looked up at Jiang Yang. In addition to asking Jiang Yang to listen, write and learn more, he also recommended several books to him in the chat tool.
"Ha."
Sister Han yawned again, and Jiang Yang wondered, "Sister Han, what did you do last night? You were listless."
"Read a book."
She finished reading a book in one sitting last night.
Jiang Yang asked her what book.
Sister Han doesn’t feel sleepy anymore when she talks about this.
She told Jiang Yang that it was a novel that Li Yu posted on Twitter. It was written by an anonymous person, about the letters that went back and forth between foreign female writers and small bookstores over a period of twenty years.
"They are separated by an ocean, buying and sending books, and their twenty years of acquaintance and friendship are particularly touching." Sister Han looked yearning. After reading this book, she wanted to open a used bookstore.
It feels like there is an old bookstore where you can select books for people who like reading, search for books, send books, write on paper, and quietly wait for letters...
"If you happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Street, please give me a kiss. I owe it a lot..."
Sister Han’s artistic heart is bubbling, and she can’t wait to go to No. 84 Charing Cross Street to take a look.
"Really?"
Jiang Yang heard what Li Qingning said yesterday and knew that she had uploaded the book to Tweeting. He didn't know what the fuss was about. He turned on his computer and looked at it. He saw that there were already tens of thousands of comments, and the comment had the most likes.
It's the phrase "If you happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Street, please give me a kiss, I owe it a lot..."
"Paper is short but love is long, this is the romance of book lovers."
"From the change of title, to the tireless search for various collections of books for her, to the many times in my words that I hope she can come, to the final signature of "missing you", and finally to the jealous letter written by my wife to Hanfu.
This is the best love for an old-school British gentleman."
"I haven't been this moved for a long time. It's not love, but love for books, friendship and life."
"Helian and Frank must be in love."
"Why should we over-interpret it? I hate it when everything involves love. Helen and Frank are about the warmth between people, which is very touching, but it has nothing to do with love."
"Thank you. This book made me realize that meeting someone and then changing your life is not a plot that only happens when you are in love."
"I now open a used bookstore. If anyone wants to find a book, I am willing to write every reply carefully for you."
"The long-term love formed through books has nothing to do with gender or romance. Thank you, the Devil, I haven't felt this simple warmth in a novel that has neither love nor romance for a long time."
"At the Big Devil, you can even read a book."
"Doesn't anyone know who the anonymous author is? Is he a single person or a group of people who both wrote books and composed music?"
"Sisters asked the question. The first line after the title of the book is, 'For my big devil'."
Under this comment, many people replied, "The devil is in love?"
"My big devil is in love, and the big devil is mine too."
"The big devil will not post what you wrote."
"This anonymous name is so mysterious."
Jiang Yang didn't read it anymore and flipped it up again. He searched for "84 Charing Cross Street" on Twitter and saw many people retweeting and commenting on this book. There were many good reviews, but there were also bad reviews. This was normal.
Even if Su Shi wrote a few sentences in this era, some people would say it's nonsense. Do you know whether Li Qingzhao wrote the first sentence? Some people would say that he was compiling new words to express sorrow, piling up rhetoric and making no sense. Jiang Yang didn't care. However, some people are already picking up the reading list in the book.
These books could be found before the 20th century, but cannot be found after the 20th century. It is suspected that the author made them up.