After Zhang Zhong hung up the phone, he picked up the brush again and continued writing the unfinished funeral post.
Chen Qing discussed this marketing with Zhang Zhong in advance, and only after Zhang Zhong nodded did he start planning.
In this matter, what makes Zhang Zhong happiest is not the improvement in reputation and sales, but Li Zhuo's performance.
It seems that after this time, Li Zhuo's position as public relations manager will no longer be available.
When "Sang Luan Tie" was finished, Zhang Zhong felt that it was inappropriate for the time, so he changed his pen and copied "Quick Snow and Shi Qing Tie" on the same piece of paper.
After writing "Quick Snow and Clear Tie", Zhang Zhong changed another piece of paper and wrote: If a mandarin duck flies in the sky, he will be defeated by the emperor. A gentleman will be blessed with good fortune and wealth for ten thousand years. If a mandarin duck is in the Liang Dynasty, he will be defeated.
Its left wing...
The song "Yuanyang" is completed. After the ink is completely dry, Zhang Zhong rolls up the paper and puts it into the painting bucket.
This calligraphy was written to give away. A few days ago, his mother came back and told him that Teacher Fang's daughter was getting married. People knew that Zhang Zhong was now a great writer, so they wanted a signed book.
However, Zhang Zhong felt that the signed book was not sincere enough. After all, Teacher Fang had always been kind to him in the past, and Teacher Fang's daughter and Zhang Zhong often played together when they were children. With such a relationship, it would be inappropriate to give him a book.
So Zhang Zhong specially wrote a picture and prepared it for his mother to send.
Originally, Mr. Fang planned to attend the wedding of his daughter in person, but Wang Kewang, the editor-in-chief of "Poetry", had contacted him before and said that Mr. Wang Meng wanted to invite him to Yanjing to have a talk.
Only then did Zhang Chong find out that Wang Kewang was Wang Meng's eldest grandson.
Considering Wang Meng's status in the Chinese literary world, there are probably not many people who don't know him. Moreover, he is not only a literary man, but also an important figure in the system.
On the phone, Wang Kewang spoke very politely and repeatedly explained that the old man was not in good health to travel long distances, otherwise he would definitely go to Jiangyang in person.
How could Zhang Zhong agree to ask an old man over a hundred years old to come and see him? His lifetimes combined are not as long as other people's lifetimes. After all, he is also a junior.
Therefore, Zhang Zhong agreed to Wang Kewang's invitation.
After agreeing to Wang Meng's invitation, I couldn't go to the wedding venue. This copybook was not only a congratulatory gift, but also an apology.
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On the weekend, Zhang Zhong went to Yanjing alone. Because Teacher Fang's daughter was getting married, his parents were going to have a wedding banquet, and Peng Peng followed him.
When he arrived in Yanjing, Wang Kewang drove to pick him up personally.
"Teacher Zhang, I have always wanted to meet you, but unfortunately I have never had the chance. Unexpectedly, thanks to my grandfather's favor, I finally met you." As the helmsman of "Poetry", Wang Kewang is more important than Zhang imagined.
You have to be more talkative.
Perhaps because he lived in the same family for several generations and Wang Meng was also alive, Wang Kewang's mentality was younger than that of ordinary people of his age.
Zhang Chong smiled and asked, "I wonder what Mr. Wang has come to see me for this time?"
"The old man just wanted to see you, but he was afraid that asking you to come over would be too abrupt, so he thought about it for a long time before letting me make this call." Wang Kewang said.
"I didn't think carefully. Last time I came to Jinling, I should have gone to visit Mr. Wang. But after all, I have never met him, so it's not good to pay him a surprise visit."
Wang Kewang is young at heart, but that doesn't mean he has little thoughts. He understood Zhang Zhong's words immediately and said with a smile, "The old man has also read your works and appreciates you very much, so he couldn't help but want to meet you.
"
Zhang nodded, it seemed that things were simpler than he expected.
Wang Kewang sat in the driver's seat and glanced at Zhang Zhong, then said, "Teacher Zhang..."
"Editor Wang, you don't have to call me that, just call me Zhang Zhong."
"Well, then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Zhang Zhong, have you written any new poems recently? I haven't seen you write any new poems since the last "Lotus Leaf Collection" came out." Wang Kewang is in charge of "Poetry".
Naturally, they are all related to poetry.
"I'm afraid this will disappoint you. I have been busy with novels recently and have no time to care about poetry."
"Oh, that's a pity. But congratulations. Your new books have done very well during this period. I heard that the sales of "Dune" broke records abroad?"
Zhang Chong smiled and said, "It didn't break the record, but it's pretty good."
Domestic netizens have similar impressions of "Dune" to Wang Kewang, which is also the result of the company's marketing.
It's okay to say it broke a record. Based on the past two years, it is indeed a record. News reports only report part of it.
Wang Meng did not live with his family, but lived alone in a courtyard.
When Zhang Zhong and others arrived, the old man was writing. Hearing the noise outside, he quickly put down his pen and ran to the door.
The nanny next to me was shocked when she saw the old man running so fast, and followed closely, fearing that something might happen to the old man.
Zhang Chong was talking quietly to Wang Kewang. When he looked up, he saw a energetic old man standing at the door, looking at him with a smile.
He hurriedly ran over and said respectfully, "Mr. Wang."
Wang Meng grabbed Zhang Zhong's hand and said, "Come on, sit inside."
Zhang Zhong was flattered by the old man's enthusiasm, but he also thought that Mr. Wang was over a hundred years old, but he couldn't tell at all from his vigorous pace.
"It's really not worth asking you to make a trip. I asked this guy to buy me a ticket, but he refused to help me, so I had to go by myself. He stopped me again, so I had to invite you here."
Zhang Zhong sat down, Wang Meng pointed at Wang Kewang next to him and said.
Zhang Zhong waved his hands repeatedly, "How dare I let you go over? If you want to see this junior, just say hello, and I will come here covered with stars and moon."
"I'm relieved if you don't complain. It's nothing important to ask you to come here. It's just that I'm getting older. When I see such an outstanding young man like you, I really can't help but want to meet and chat.
.I have read most of your books. Some of them are just because I am too outdated to understand them, so I have not read them, but I bought them all and put them on my bookshelf."
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your love."
"I'm just a little older than you. At your age, I'm still a big-headed soldier who doesn't know anything." Wang Meng said and waved to Wang Kewang again, "Sit down too."
It turned out that Wang Meng didn't say anything just now, so Wang Kewang kept standing and didn't dare to sit down.
"This guy was very naughty when he was a child, but it's not useless. Without him, I wouldn't be able to meet you like this."
Zhang Chong smiled and smoothed things over, "Shilin, edited by Chief Wang, is the leading newspaper of Chinese poetry. Without Chief Wang, Chinese Poetry would not be what it is now."
Speaking of "Poetry", Wang Meng did not bury his grandson, but said with a smile, "This can be considered a good thing he did."