Parker said what he had prepared to Zhang Zhong as if he were reciting lines.
"Thank you for your support." Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "I heard that you are interested in the audio adaptation of "Dune" and have some ideas of your own?"
Although everyone wants to hear compliments, Zhang Zhong doesn't have much time to spend on such gossip.
"Yes, yes. Here's the thing. In fact, in addition to making videos, I have been holding reading salons recently, which is to read books to some friends who like to read. I felt pretty good when I read "The Shining" before.
, but when I read "Dune" this time, I felt there were some problems." Parker said.
"What's the problem?"
"I feel... the rhythm is a bit too slow." Parker's voice was not loud, probably because he was afraid that his words would offend Zhang Zhong.
"Well, that's a problem."
Contrary to Parker's expectation, Zhang Zhong immediately agreed to this statement.
"However, since "The Shining" reads more smoothly, it means that "The Shining" is more suitable to be made into audio. Why do you have to sacrifice the easy and difficult to get the audio adaptation rights of "Dune"?"
Parker told Zhang Zhong his thoughts and the suggestions Li had given him before.
Zhang Zhong nodded after listening. This young up owner did indeed do what he said, not for profit. Otherwise, "The Shining" would be a better choice.
"Well, I understand, let's go ahead and do it. When the manuscript comes out, remember to show it to me. You can discuss other matters with my agent."
"Okay, I will definitely do this well." Parker nodded heavily, as if he had received a sacred mission.
…
After making the international long distance call, Zhang Zhong went to take a shower first, then returned to his room comfortably and turned on his computer to continue the unfinished work from last night.
Because it combines "Gulliver's Travels" and "Flowers in the Mirror", "The Adventures of Chun Yufen" is destined to not be too short. The rough outline he set last night covered twenty-five countries.
The amount of space arranged for each country is different. Countries like Lilliput and Adult Country must be described with emphasis, while some countries may be briefly described.
He couldn't formally start writing the text tonight because there were still some details and ideas that he hadn't considered yet, and he had to fill in some more things on top of the framework he created last night.
By the time this matter was completed, more than five hours had passed.
After working continuously for more than five hours, although he was a little tired physically, he was still energetic and had a steady stream of inspiration in his mind, which seemed to burst out at any time and leak out from his fingertips.
But he stopped just in time.
Some writers will pursue success when they are full of inspiration, fearing that their inspiration will disappear after a break.
But some writers will keep a lot of inspiration at the moment they stop writing every day. In this way, they can still continue working with this inspiration after a break, so that they will not be unable to start a new day.
Zhang Zhong obviously belongs to the second type.
When he woke up the next day, Zhang Zhong sat on the bed and rubbed his face. Then the inspiration that he had not finished last night came to his mind again, and the desire to write also came up.
A new day starts with writing.
"Dad, we are going to eat Yanjing roast duck."
Just when Zhang Zhong was about to turn on the computer and use the keyboard to release his inspiration, Peng Peng's shouts sounded outside the door.
He slapped his forehead and realized that the new day had to start with his daughter. Since the daughter wanted to eat roast duck, they had to start with roast duck.
I got up and opened the door. Pengpeng was already ready to go.
Not only was she dressed neatly, she even had a small schoolbag on her back, looking like she was about to go out.
"Daddy, you lazy guy, look at what time it is."
Pengpeng, who was carrying a schoolbag, pinched his waist with his hands, looking like he was going to attack the enemy.
What time is it?
"It's already past eight o'clock." Seeing Zhang Zhong still looking a little confused, Peng Peng pointed at his watch and said.
Zhang Zhong rolled his eyes. Seeing his daughter's momentum, he thought it was almost noon.
"Okay, okay, give dad some time."
Zhang Zhong went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and called Song Xiang.
"Hey, insect, what do you say?"
"I'm in Yanjing, why don't you come over to entertain me?"
"Okay, where are you? I'll pick you up. Are you alone?"
"We're here as a family, so there's no need to pick me up. Please introduce me to a place to eat roast duck. Let's meet up in the store later."
"What kind of roast duck are you eating this early in the morning? I'll take you to have breakfast. There is a good fried liver restaurant here at my house. Can I take you to try it?" Song Xiang said.
"We will take care of breakfast ourselves, and we must roast duck for lunch. There is no need to discuss it." Zhang Zhong said firmly.
"Hey, if it weren't for the sake of my uncle and aunt, and your attitude, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Logically speaking, you should treat me to dinner when you come over. I have a small business and can't make ends meet every day.
You, a great writer with hundreds of millions in royalties, still lack me for a roast duck? Why don't you give me a chance to beat the rich and let's go to Restaurant No. 9 for a meal?" Song Xiang said with a smile.
"It's easy to talk about Restaurant No. 9. Let's arrange the roast duck first," Zhang Zhong said.
"Exactly, De Xing. I understand. I'll go over and place an order in a moment. I'll let you know when I've made the order."
"OK."
…
Song Xiang's stay in Yanjing these years has not been in vain. The Yanjing roast duck he found is indeed very good.
While eating, Song Xiang also noticed that the reason why Zhang Zhong insisted on eating roast duck was because of his precious daughter.
Pengpeng, this girl, showed her extreme desire for roast duck from the moment she walked in, and her taste was not ambiguous at all.
"Chongzi, you are here just for a trip, don't you have anything else to do?" Song Xiang asked during the meal.
"It's mainly travel, but there are also some other things. A few seniors have invited me to come over and have a gathering tomorrow," Zhang Zhong said.
"Oh, how many days do you plan to stay in Yanjing?"
"I can't tell, it depends on the situation." Zhang Zhong smiled again, "Why do you ask this? Do you want to be our tour guide?"
"Okay, you can do it for me. Let alone a tour guide, I can wash your feet every night." Song Xiang said with a smile.
Zhang Zhong touched his chin, looked at his feet, then at Song Xiang's hands, shook his head and said, "Forget about washing your feet. You can tell by looking at your hands that they are not suitable for pinching feet."
"Hey, I'll go and pinch your feet, but you still dislike it."
"Didn't you hear that I was complimenting you? You are a programmer. How can you pinch your feet with the hands that type on the keyboard?"
"Come on, let me tell you something serious." Song Xiang's expression suddenly became serious.
Zhang Zhong also straightened his body, "What's the matter?"
"The Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day are coming soon. I just want to give some benefits to the employees of the company. Many people in our company are your readers, so I want to ask you for a few signed books. When the time comes,
Welfare."
"What do you think it's about? How many copies do you want?"
"Well, let me do the math. There are a total of two hundred and two people in the company now, not counting myself. If one person distributes one copy, it will be two and two. If one person distributes two, it will be four hundred and two.