After talking to Yu Dongyu on the phone, Liang Han was a little confused and felt like he was in a dream.
He has worked in magazines and newspapers for so many years, but he has never realized that asking for a manuscript is such a simple matter, and the other person is Yu Dongyu, the cocklebur.
Despite Zhang Zhong’s recent rise, Yu Dongyu is still the number one seller of physical books in China.
He has been creating for decades, covering a wide range of subjects, and has created countless characters.
According to incomplete statistics, the total sales of his books worldwide have reached 500 million.
This is because he has a lot of works. Although he has fewer works in the past two years, ten years ago, he was almost as crazy as Zhang Zhong, and his new books were released every month.
His sales volume of 500 million is, in a sense, based on "output".
Winning by quantity does not mean that he is incompetent. After all, his book sales are in the hundreds or tens of millions, and there is no lower number. Otherwise, it would not be possible to pile up the terrifying figure of 500 million.
However, his title as the King of Chinese Popular Novels will probably be taken away by Zhang Zhong soon. In China, Yu Dongyu may still be able to compete with Zhang Zhong in terms of sales, but internationally, he is far behind.
That’s interesting.
Liang Han knew clearly that Yu Dongyu was able to agree to the magazine's invitation so readily because of Zhang Zhong's face.
After successfully getting an appointment with Yu Dongyu's manuscript, Liang Han suddenly became swollen.
He couldn't help but feel inflated. He had already booked manuscripts for the King of Chinese Popular Novels, so he asked who else's manuscripts he couldn't get.
Sure enough, the subsequent requests for manuscripts went smoothly. When others heard that he was the editor-in-chief of "Zero Zero One", they were very polite. When they heard that he was being asked for manuscripts, they all agreed readily.
After making appointments with several writers to write manuscripts, Liang Han suddenly slapped his forehead.
"I'm addicted to writing requests. If I continue like this, there won't be enough space in the next issue of the magazine."
The worries of happiness are also worries.
In just a short time, one issue of the magazine was published. It was really easy for the editor-in-chief to be the editor-in-chief.
However, this is also a temporary measure. In the future, we must not make appointments for manuscripts that have no scope or theme. Otherwise, what does he, the editor-in-chief, need to do? It seems that just anyone can do it by calling and requesting manuscripts. Even Liang Han felt that,
If Zhang Zhong is willing, as long as he sends a message to a group, I am afraid that many well-known writers will rush to submit articles.
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On Saturday, He Ruchu arrived in Jiangyang, and Zhang Zhong took him to have dinner at the Hongyun Lai Hotel.
Zhang Zhong and He Ruchu entered the hotel and before they even reached the private room, the hotel's general manager Lin Ruoshui ran over.
It's been a long time since I last saw Lin Ruoshui's weight showing no downward trend, and he even looked fatter.
This time, Lin Ruoshui did not ask Zhang Zhong to question Shen Jian. Instead, he took his notebook and said to Zhang Zhong, "Teacher Zhang, I was blind before and couldn't see Taishan. You can come to the store again, which is the best thing about the store."
Guangrong, can you sign your name for me?"
Zhang Zhong looked at the book in his hand. It was the same book that Shen Jian signed last time. Lin Ruoshui also said at that time that this book would never be signed by anyone else. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for it to be signed twice.
Take advantage of.
But Zhang Zhong didn't care, took out a pen and signed his name.
Lin Ruoshui held the autograph book and said with a smile, "I won't disturb Teacher Zhang and your friends for dinner. If you eat well and drink well tonight, just put it in my account."
Zhang Zhong smiled and said nothing, but he felt that Lin Ruoshui's words sounded familiar. He also said the same thing when Shen Jian came last time.
In fact, Zhang Zhong felt that this fat man was not an ordinary hotel general manager, otherwise he wouldn't be so generous. Maybe this hotel belongs to him.
After sending Lin Ruoshui away, He Ruchu looked at Zhang Zhong and said, "It seems that your name is very popular in Jiangyang."
"Teacher He, please don't bury me. Let's just sit down. His food is not bad. I hope Teacher He can get used to it."
"I have a mixed taste, so I can eat anything." He Ruchu said with a smile.
After the two sat down, He Ruchu said again, "I heard that you went to Jinling University a few days ago?"
"Well, Teacher He already knows about this."
"I also know that you wrote a poem for them."
"Yeah, but I was doodling carelessly. I didn't expect Teacher He to know it."
"I heard what Fang Keyin said, and Fang Keyin heard what Lin Deyuan said."
I didn't expect that gossip in the cultural circle would spread so quickly. Zhang Chong smiled and said, "Speaking of Mr. Lin Deyuan, I would also like to thank him. Jinling University gave me a pair of seals before, which were made by Mr. Lin."
He Ruchu nodded and said, "Lin Deyuan is world-famous for his seal cutting skills, and I also have his works at home. He has a good personal relationship with Fang Keyin."
After saying that, he picked up the painting tube next to him, took out a scroll of painting, and unfolded it on the table.
"In addition to attending the exchange meeting at Jiangyang University, there is another important reason for coming to Jiangyang this time, which is to give you something. Last time you went in a hurry, I suddenly had some insights. Later, when I think about it, it's really I'm a little embarrassed. This painting is the most satisfying one I painted after you left that day. It has been left unframed on my desk just to find time to give it to you."
Zhang Zhong looked down and saw a rooster standing on the rock in the painting, as if it had not yet crowed but was about to crow. The rooster's head sank slightly and seemed to be raised soon. The rooster's crow at dawn was hidden It is ready to go in the neck, as if it will soar into the sky with the chicken's head raised in the next second.
"Great painting!" Zhang Zhong gave a thumbs up sincerely.
Although this picture of a rooster does not look as ostentatious as the previous one, a rooster with its head lowered gives people the feeling of being proud of the sky.
The most terrifying thing is when the bullet is in the chamber, which is similar to the painting in front of you.
The rooster hasn't crowed yet, but one can imagine how powerful it will be when it crows in a while.
"Teacher He, why am I embarrassed to accept such a masterpiece? You'd better take it back." Zhang Zhong said.
He Ruchu said, "It's just a humble painting, and I left a blank space for you on top of the painting. I thought you could inscribe the previous poem on it."
Zhang Zhong said, "That poem has already been inscribed on the previous painting, so I won't inscribe it anymore."
"Don't worry about this. After I finish inscribing this one, I will tear up the other one when I get back. I will never let you have two inscriptions on the same poem." He Ruchu said.
Zhang Zhong waved his hand quickly, "This can't be done. The painting at that time also had its fate."
He pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I'll write another one."