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Chapter 159: Keep it for yourself

Lin Ping was startled by Zhang Zhong's tone and said quickly, "Teacher Zhang, don't worry, we have an obligation to help you protect your privacy, and we will definitely not leak your personal information to the outside world."

"I hope you can do it."

After Lin Ping hung up Zhang Zhong's phone tremblingly, editor-in-chief Fang Qing stood behind her and asked, "What should I say?"

Lin Ping nodded, "It's him, but judging from his tone, he really doesn't want his identity to be exposed. I guess he doesn't know about this incident either."

"Oh, that's it." Fang Qing was a little disappointed. She originally thought that if Zhang Zhong was really a fifth-grade vegetative person and he was willing to reveal his identity, then the sales of "Wives and Concubines" would definitely go up several levels.

But since Zhang Zhong didn't want to reveal his identity, she had no choice. However, Su Ai and the fifth-grade vegetative person overlapped, which really surprised her. If it hadn't been for this incident, she would never have imagined that they were the same person.



Zhang Chong hung up the phone at Harvest Literature and made a call to Provoking Literature. Instead of calling Fang Xingkai, he called directly to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Teacher Zhang, we are really not to blame for what happened this time. When I submitted the information to the Chinese Detective Award, I told them that my real name could not be published. It was their breach of contract."

When Li Nan received Zhang Zhong's call, he knew that Zhang Zhong was here to investigate the matter regarding the Chinese Detective Master Award, but he himself complained first.

In fact, he was really innocent. The recommended award requires the submission of author information. At that time, Provoking Literature also submitted Zhang Zhong's information, and they did tell the Chinese Detective Award that they could not disclose the information.

Their only mistake was not signing a confidentiality agreement with the other party, but under normal circumstances no one would think of signing such a thing.

"Is there any correspondence record during your negotiation?"

"I told you on the phone at that time."

Zhang Zhong thought for a while and said, "This is your mistake. I hope you can give me a result."

Faced with Zhang Zhong's pressure, Li Nan could only say, "Teacher Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely make our attitude clear."

In fact, there is no need to put too much pressure on Li Nan. When he saw the news, his first reaction was to throw the blame away.

On the same day, Agitated Literature issued a statement, strongly condemning the Chinese Detective Master Award for leaking the writer's private information, and stated that it would definitely use legal weapons to seek justice for Mr. Wu, who is in a fifth-grade vegetative state.

Their attitude was shown, but the thunder was loud and the rain was light, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Zhang Zhong thought of a classic case of author information leakage on earth. Rowling, the author of the "Harry Potter" series, once used a pen name called Robert.

However, this matter was leaked by her lawyer. Later, Rowling took her lawyer to court with a complaint. In the end, she won the case and the lawyer was punished.

And if Zhang Zhong wants to sue now, he can only sue for Provocative Literature, but not for the Chinese Detective Master Award.

Zhang Zhong can only be thankful for one thing now, that is, Harvest Literature still has professional ethics and did not leak Su Ai's information.

The thing itself is not too bad. Sooner or later, the identity of the fifth-year vegetative person will be known, and he will also be exposed to the public eye. Since he has chosen to be a writer, this is inevitable.

It's just that voluntarily announcing it and being exposed are two different things. The Chinese Detective Master Award's behavior this time made Zhang Zhong a little annoyed.

But at this point, he could only admit his identity in whispers.

"I am very grateful to all the judges of the Chinese Detective Award for their recognition of me. However, I really cannot afford this honor. The medal awarded to me by your award is still in the Department of Provocative Literature and will be returned to the office of your award in the near future."

At the end of Zhang Zhong's statement, he also expressed his attitude, you can keep this award for yourself, I don't want it anymore!

For a time, there was an uproar on the Internet.

Some people think that the China Detective Master Award is really not done properly this time, and it is human nature for fifth-grade vegetative people to fight back when they have emotions.

There are also some people who believe that the fifth-grade vegetative person is too arrogant and has no regard for the Chinese Detective Master Award. Who else would dare to withdraw the Chinese Detective Master Award besides him?

But no matter what, now the fifth-year vegetable writer, a detective novelist who has become famous very quickly, has already established a rivalry with the highest award for detective novels in China.

I'm afraid that the Chinese Detective Master Award will no longer be associated with the fifth-grade vegetative state.



Zhang Zhong didn't care about the award at all. After sending out the declaration, he put the matter aside and went to pick up his daughter from school.

When I picked up Pengpeng, I met Liu Feng. Fatty Liu, who usually greeted him warmly, was hesitant to speak when he saw Zhang Zhong today.

Zhang Zhong took the initiative and said, "Brother Liu, just ask whatever you want."

Liu Feng forced out a smile, "Mr. Zhang... uh, I want to ask is it you?"

He was deliberately trying to be clever. Whether Zhang Zhong admitted or denied it, it meant that the Zhang Zhong in front of him was that Zhang Zhong, unless Zhang Zhong was pretending to be stupid.

However, Zhang Zhong said openly, "That's me."

Such a straightforward answer made Liu Feng not know what to say, and his mood was very complicated.

The Fifth Grade Vegetative Man is a writer that he likes very much recently and even admires a little. Now someone suddenly told him that Brother Zhang, who is usually his brother, is the Fifth Grade Vegetative Man. It was very irritating to him.

Thinking back to the last time he invited Zhang Zhong to his home as a guest and he put his arm around Zhang Zhong's shoulders and discussed the new book with him, Liu Feng felt even more embarrassed.

But he was a businessman after all. He quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect it. It feels like a dream."

Zhang Zhong smiled and turned his eyes to the school gate. The students had already finished school.

He winked at Liu Feng, "Brother Liu, remember to keep it a secret for me."

After saying that, he walked towards the school gate and waited for Pengpeng to come out.



On the way back, Zhang Zhong asked his daughter, "Pengpeng, if you see your father on TV in the future, will you feel strange?"

Pengpeng shook his head, "Didn't Dad appear on TV?"

Ever appeared on TV? Zhang Zhong then remembered that they had been photographed before when they were talking about Journey to the West. Peng Peng should be talking about that time.

"Then if a child asks you in the future why your father is on TV, what will you say?"

"Because dad is a great writer, and our classmates all know that you are a great writer. But they all said that I lied to them because they have never heard of dad's name."

Zhang Zhong held his daughter in his arms and sighed silently, hoping that his daughter could still enjoy the fact that "daddy is a great writer" like this in the future.


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