"Wang Xuan and Du Dabao have things to do in the past two days. Leng Qiyue and Lin Ling's new books are about to be released, and they are too busy. Besides, I don't want you to talk to him about publishing, but just ask him about his wishes.
and plans, the best thing is to be able to find out his background."
"Oh, okay."
Lin Ping nodded. Leng Qiyue is a master of romance, and Lin Ling is an old writer who has won many awards. He is also a relatively good traditional novelist on their website. Of course, they should take care of their matters first.
Seeing that Lin Ping was a little depressed, Fang Qing said, "Work hard and I will give you a day off when these two days are over."
…
Not long after Lin Ping returned, Fang Qing brought Su Ai's information.
"Zhang Zhong, male...it turns out to be a male." Lin Ping scratched her eyebrows. She thought Su Ai was a female. The name was too feminine, and when reading the novel, the text felt as delicate as
woman.
She called the mobile phone number on it.
The phone rang for a while before it was answered.
"Hello, hello, who are you looking for?"
Is she a woman? And she’s a bit coquettish?
Lin Ping's eyes froze, and she hurriedly looked at the number she dialed and the number on the profile. After comparing it, she found that it was correct.
"Hey, hey, talk."
The other end of the phone asked another question, and this time Lin Ping heard it sounded like a child, and the child seemed to be imitating the speech of an adult.
"Hello, hello, is this Mr. Zhang Zhong's phone number?"
"Oh, look for my dad, he's messing with you."
"Then...when will he finish?"
"I don't know, but don't worry, my dad can poop very quickly, much faster than me. Sister, do you have anything to do with my dad?"
Lin Ping didn't know how to answer. She always felt that the current topic was too weird. Moreover, the little girl no longer imitated the adult voice now. She sounded like she was only five or six years old, and she still had a milky voice.
"I have some work-related matters with your dad. How about I hang up the phone first and wait for your dad to come back? How about you tell him?"
"Okay." The little girl agreed simply.
"Thank you then. Goodbye."
"Hey, sister, don't worry, what's your name? I want to tell my dad, and I must tell him your name, otherwise dad won't know who is looking for him."
"Then you say I am the editor of Harvest Literature Network, and my name is Lin Ping."
"Oh, is it the harvest of harvesting fruits?"
"Yes, little sister is awesome."
"Oh, thank you for the compliment. Then your name is Lin Ping. Are you Lin from the woods or Ping from the bottle?"
"It is the forest of the forest, but it is only the duckweed."
"What kind of duckweed is the duckweed? Isn't it the bottle of the bottle?"
"Of course not, it's a flat ping with three dots of water and Ping An under the prefix "Cao"."
"Oh, sister, I don't know how to read yet."
…
Lin Ping felt like she was going crazy. Yes, she should have thought that such a young child couldn't read, but this girl talked in the same way, making her ignore this problem.
And she asked so many questions, it felt like she knew the words.
Zhang Zhong came back from using the toilet and saw Peng Peng holding her cell phone and talking. He thought it was her talking on the phone to his best friend Liu Minya, so he walked over with a smile, "Is it Minya?"
Pengpeng raised her head and said, "No, I'm looking for you, dad. She is the editor of Harvest Literature Network, Harvest of Harvest Fruits. Her name is Lin Ping, the forest of the woods, not the bottle of the bottle, how to write it... I forgot
Already."
Lin Ping heard a man's voice on the other end of the phone and guessed that Zhang Zhong was back. She heard the little girl say a lot and she became a little anxious. "Little sister, give the phone to your dad and I'll tell him."
?
After Pengpeng's unclear explanation, Zhang Zhong also roughly understood the situation. He took the phone with a smile and said, "Hello, hello, I'm Zhang Zhong."
Finally answering the phone, Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said with a bit of relief, "Hello Mr. Zhang, I am the editor of Harvest Literature Network, and my name is Lin Ping."
"Well, hello, Editor Lin."
"That's right, Mr. Zhang, I first want to confirm with you that you own the pen name Su Ai, and that the work "Wives and Concubines" under the pen name was also written by you, and do you own all the copyrights?"
"Well, yes."
"So what are your plans for this book?"
Zhang Zhong said a little strangely, "I thought you called me to talk about publishing. I don't have any plans myself. If you want to publish, we can talk in detail."
Is it so arrogant?
Lin Ping wanted to talk to Zhang Zhong directly about publishing, but Fang Qing didn't have authorization, so she couldn't talk at all.
"I just want to talk about the work with you. In fact, I quite like this work."
"Oh, thank you."
…
In the end, the conversation between the two ended in boring pleasantries.
After Zhang Zhong hung up the phone, he was still a little surprised. What kind of approach was Harvest Literature Network? It didn't talk about copyright and publishing, but it was so arrogant and even asked about his plans.
Shaking his head, Zhang Zhong continued to focus on the computer.
Pengpeng hugged the little bear and lay on Zhang Zhong's shoulders, breathing into the back of Zhang Zhong's head with a smile.
Zhang Zhong pulled her over from behind with his backhand and asked her to lie on his lap. She was not honest, holding Zhang Zhong's leg and performing a dog-paddle style swimming.
In desperation, Zhang Zhong could only stop what he was doing and play with Pengpeng. He originally thought that Pengpeng had become quiet, but he didn't expect that his true nature was revealed in the end.
If Zhang Zhong knew the pain Lin Ping endured, then he should know how uncomfortable Peng Peng was holding back before, otherwise he wouldn't have caught Lin Ping and said a lot of things.
It would be really difficult for such a talkative little girl to stay silent for a long time.
…
On the second day of 2020, this day is not only snowing in reality, but also undercurrents on the Internet.
For the Chinese Detective Master Newcomer Award, for the first time, someone was absent from the podium.
Because the number of Chinese Detective Master Awards is relatively small each time, there are only four awards, and these four awards are very important in the industry, so there were very few absentees in previous years, and the total number of absences can be counted on one hand.
come over.
As for the Newcomer Award, no winner has ever been absent before.
It wasn't a big deal at first, but the media was unwilling to let go of this stunt. They caught on to the leaked information about the previous award and the absence of the fifth-grade vegetable from the award this time, and made up a lot of stories.
Some of the stories also restore the truth infinitely.
All kinds of conspiracy theories and hostile theories have come out. Anyway, the general meaning is that the fifth-grade vegetative person's failure to attend the award ceremony this time is a silent protest. He is dissatisfied that his work did not win the long-form award and questioned the fairness of the award.
These things were unknown to Zhang Zhong, who was playing with Peng Peng at home.
Zhang Zhong is telling Pengpeng a story, "In a place that ordinary people don't know, there is a magic school called Hogwarts..."