As soon as Zhang Zhong finished updating his news, there were many more comments below.
【Not watching, occupy the floor first. 】
【Oh ho, are we going to fight?】
[No, people say that an invitation letter does not mean winning the prize, so why send an invitation letter? 】
[I guess your brain is showing off? 】
[Did Zhang Zhong really regard the invitation letter as winning an award?]
The people who made these comments didn't read the news, or just glanced at the line of text on the picture.
Not long after, the comments below suddenly changed direction.
[Do the faces of the first few occupying the front row hurt? If you don’t use your eyes, you can donate them to useful people.]
[woc, tell me quickly, this is not true.]
【What does this mean?】
[Is this an oolong or something? Could it be that the jury sent the wrong invitation letter? 】
[It must not be an infringement, otherwise Zhang Zhong can use it to fight against them? 】
【Is this true? No PS?】
[There is no trace of PS, I mean it.]
["The Devotion of Suspect
[Here I go, I should have thought long ago that the Chinese version of this book was also published by Zero Zero One Company.]
[Isn’t this an afterthought? Who would have thought of this? 】
…
Li Ke had just read the online comments and was in a pretty good mood. It seemed that awarding the award to "The Devotion of Suspect X" was the right move.
It was so satisfying to see Zhang Zhong's hysterical appearance. Li Ke even wondered if Zhang Zhong was confused and thought that the invitation letter meant he had won the award.
But this is fine, the more Zhang Zhong cares about the award, the more beneficial it will be for them.
Last month, a friend gave me 2 taels of Biluochun, which he kept in the cupboard and was reluctant to drink. Today is a good day, worthy of such a good tea.
Thinking in his mind, Li Ke stood up and took out the box containing Biluochun.
There is something particular about brewing this tea, so he decided to use the upward pouring method, which means adding water first and then the tea leaves.
Make sure the water temperature is moderate. The more tender the tea leaves, the lower the water temperature requirement. For the box of tea in his hand, a water temperature of 70 degrees is enough.
Pour the water first, wait until the water temperature is almost the same, and then slowly add the tea leaves.
When putting the tea leaves, Li Ke even raised his orchid fingers proudly.
After the tea was brewed, he hugged the teapot, feeling the warmth from his palms, and turned on his cell phone with a smile. He wanted to see Zhang Zhong's angry look.
"Oh, another post? Did you realize your mistake, or are you just being stubborn?"
Smiling and clicking on the picture in Weiyu News, Li Ke's expression was like Biluochun tea leaves that had just been soaked in water, slowly unfolding, but the difference was that the stretching of the tea leaves was full of vitality, but his face was
Like a pile of heated plasticine, it's about to collapse to the ground.
The kettle in his hand could no longer be held, the spout tilted, and hot water poured out of it, spilling onto Li Ke's thighs.
"hiss!"
I wanted to throw the teapot away, but because I felt sorry for the teapot and the tea inside, I held on.
Li Ke was shocked and angry, his eyes were red. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. As soon as the call was connected, he yelled, "What did you do? The works participating in the selection were submitted without even knowing the author information."
Has the list of winners been distributed? Hurry up and check to see if this Chiba Fuji is actually Zhang Zhong himself!"
Yang Quan, the director of the organizing committee on the other side of the phone, was scolded so badly that he was full of grievances but could not express them.
The Chinese Detective Master Award used to be a recommendation system. The works participating in the selection were recommended by various publishing houses, and the basic information of the author was attached when recommending.
However, there were relatively few recommendations this year, including none of the books published by Zhang Zhong on Zero Zero One were sent for selection, and the award-winning "The Devotion of Suspect X" was not sent for selection either.
Li Ke changed his mind and changed the recommendation system to an audition system.
Many awards are based on an audition system. This is not surprising, but they did not expect such a thing to happen.
As for Li Keyang's decision to check whether Qianye Teng was Zhang Zhong, Yang Quan was very embarrassed. Although the Internet is now developed, as long as the confidentiality work is done well, there is no way to find out.
The Chinese Copyright Law does not stipulate that authors must disclose personal information, so if you want to know whether Chiba Fuji is Zhang Zhong's trumpet, there are only two ways, or you can ask the first publisher of "The Devotion of Suspect X" in Neon
, or just ask Ling01 Culture Co., Ltd.
In fact, Yang Quan felt that this matter was very close. The invitation letter was indeed in Zhang Zhong's hands, and it was impossible for Zhang Zhong to joke about such a big matter.
Besides, who doesn’t know that Zero Zero One Culture Company is a company half owned by Zhang Zhong, and that this company’s fortune is based on Zhang Zhong’s series of works.
What Yang Quan could think of, how could Li Ke not think of it? He just didn't want to believe it and still had a trace of luck in his heart.
"Okay, I'll go check it out right now." Yang Quan didn't complain and directly agreed to Li Ke to go check it out. However, after hanging up the phone, he just sat in a chair in a daze.
…
The fact that Zhang Zhong was Qianba Teng spread quickly on the Internet.
Netizens in Neon Country realized later that they only found out after people from China came to "report the good news".
【Chiba Fuji beef batch!】
["The Devotion of Suspect X" is a great review! 】
[People from Nanhuai sent a congratulatory message to congratulate "The Devotion of Suspect X" for winning the annual sales championship! 】
[People from Bashu sent a congratulatory message.]
[People from Luzhou sent a congratulatory message.]
[People from Yanjing sent a congratulatory message.]
[People from Jinling sent a congratulatory message.]
These congratulatory messages were all sent to a well-known reading forum in Neon, which was the main battlefield when netizens from both sides discussed (ma) and discussed (zhan).
When the Neon people saw all these congratulatory messages, they were a little confused for a while. Could it be that it is the New Year and the Chinese people are carrying forward their style and showing love and warmth to the people of Neon Country?
It seems that China is indeed a land of etiquette, and all the previous unpleasantness should be laughed off and let go.
However, as they learned more about it, Neon netizens suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall.
Chiba Teng turns out to be Zhang Zhong’s trumpet!
No, Zhang Zhong is definitely lying. Qianye Teng should come out and clarify.
Only then did they discover that the rising star in their hearts, the hope of the nation, did not have any social media accounts. It was as if this person had never appeared.
Although there is no official explanation, things seem to be clear now.
When they looked at the congratulatory messages sent by Chinese netizens, they felt infinite irony.
Chinese netizens come and leave quickly. After all, the languages are different, and it is really not pleasant to have to find a translator to tear them apart.
Soon, a large force gathered on the official Weibo and official website of the Chinese Detective Master Award.
[Thanks to all the judges of the China Detective Master Award. Regardless of past suspicions, the grand prize was awarded to Zhang Zhong. 】
[Yeah, it’s a pity that Zhang Zhong doesn’t want your award. 】
[How did the Chinese Detective Master Award become a joke in just one year?]
[This wave of foreign licking adults licked py?]
【So embarrassing.】
[What should I do? Can the awards ceremony be held? 】
…
The Internet is in full swing, but Zhang Zhong doesn’t have time to watch it.
He is currently working on "The Last Man on Earth".
Originally, there were not many places that needed to be revised in this book, but Zhang Zhong decided to Chineseize it and made major changes to the article.
The writing style of the original work is a bit too formulaic. The story is good, but some parts are always not expressed comfortably enough and the article is not laid out fluently enough.
This is Clark. He has a genius brain and a rigorous scientific research style, but his composition is still a bit lacking.
A year ago, Zhang Zhong would not have touched too much even if he was dissatisfied with the original work. But this year, he himself has made great progress and has become more comfortable playing with words.
"Dad, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Day. Grandma asked me to ask you if you want to ask Teacher Xu to come to your house for dinner."
Zhang Zhong looked up and saw Pengpeng standing at the door, still holding the little bear that her grandmother had bought for her.
"Okay." Zhang Chong said with a smile, "I will take you to have a big dinner then, okay?"
"Grandma said, we have to eat at home." Pengpeng said.
Zhang nodded and said, "Then we'll eat at home. Why don't you watch TV?"
This time is Pengpeng's time to watch TV. Under normal circumstances, she will not waste it.
"I came up to see if Dad is tired from work."
This girl is pouring herself ecstasy soup. Zhang Zhong was not fooled. He laughed and waved to Peng Peng, "Come, come to daddy."
Pengpeng came over, sat down on her special seat, put her hand on her chin, and leaned on the table.
"Dad, are you tired from work?"
"Not tired."
"Then let me give you a shoulder massage."
I said I'm not tired...
Before Zhang Zhong could answer, Pengpeng had already held the edge of the table and dragged her seat to Zhang Zhong's side, then half-knelt on the chair and gently squeezed Zhang Zhong's shoulders.
Her little hands were fleshy and she had no strength at all. The weather was a bit cold now and Zhang Zhong was wearing a thick sweater, but even her strength could not penetrate the sweater.
"Dad, are you feeling well?"
Zhang Zhong held her little hand and lifted her into his arms, "Pengpeng, is there something you want to tell daddy?"
"No." The answer was simple and not sloppy at all.
"Really?" Zhang Chong stared at Pengpeng with a smile.
This time Pengpeng did not deny it, but smiled sheepishly, "There is one thing."
"Oh?" Zhang Zhong tilted his ears with interest, "What's the matter?"
"Dad, I also want to hold a birthday party." Pengpeng said.
Birthday party? Zhang Zhong suddenly realized that the girl was thinking about this.
On Liu Minya's birthday a few days ago, Liu Feng held a birthday party for her and invited her classmates to play at her home. After Pengpeng came back, she said enviously that Uncle Liu bought Liu Minya a very big cake.
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In fact, Peng Peng didn't say anything, Zhang Zhong was also planning to hold a birthday party for her. However, he originally planned to include his family and some friends, but now it seems that Peng Peng didn't think so.
"So on Pengpeng's birthday, who do you want to invite to your home?"
Pengpeng clapped her fingers and said, "Minya, Li Yangyang, Wang Xiaoqi..."
After counting around them, they were all classmates in their class.
After talking about her classmates, she added, "Teacher Xu will definitely come too, as well as Aunt Yan and Uncle Zhuo."
This girl didn't miss anything, she was quite considerate.
Zhang Chong smiled and said, "Who will be invited then? Can you invite it yourself?"
Pengpeng patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, Dad, leave it to me."
"Well, you go down and watch TV."
"Yeah, dad, don't be too tired. If you are, you can call me over to give you a massage." Pengpeng said with a smile.
Well, this time I said it a little more sincerely.
"Okay, let's go."
Pengpeng jumped down from the chair and ran out of the study.
Looking at Pengpeng's little buttocks twisting and turning while running, Zhang Zhong felt a little emotional. In the blink of an eye, it has been a year and a half since he came back. Pengpeng is almost six years old, and she will go to elementary school in the second half of next year.
At that time, he will have to face the worry of choosing a school. There seems to be no good schools in their district.
Hu Huifang always talked about this matter during this period, and even asked Zhang Zhong whether he wanted to buy a house on Shouyang Road in Lin'an District.
Lin'an District is a relatively old district. The district planning is very old, there are not many houses, and the infrastructure has long been backward.
But the house prices on Shouyang Road have always been high. The house price in one community is more than 30,000 yuan, and it is not necessarily possible to buy it.
Because Shouyang Road is the best place in the entire Jiangyang school district. There is Nanmen Primary School in the south, Shouyang Road Primary School in the north, and the First Affiliated Primary School of Jiangyang University in the middle.
Everyone is flocking to the houses there, and they also go there for the school district.
Zhang Zhong didn't care as much about elementary school matters as Hu Huifang did. He didn't have any opinions when Hu Huifang was raising things before.
But this time she said she wanted to buy a house in a school district so Pengpeng could go to school, but Zhang Zhong didn't agree.
He can definitely afford to buy a house, not to mention buying one, he can even afford to buy a community on Shouyang Road.
But the problem is that he feels that buying a house or even moving for Pengpeng is not necessarily a good thing for Pengpeng.
Pengpeng ran there, not to mention a change of environment, and the family spent so much money just for her to go to elementary school. What would she think? The whole family was centered on her? It would also affect her physical and mental development.
Not very good.
And although the primary school in Liuli District is not as famous as the one in Shouyang, the teaching quality is not much worse. The most important thing is that Zhang Zhong feels that the primary school is also focused on play.
All things considered, Zhang Zhong is opposed to buying a house in a school district.
As for what to do with junior high school, we will discuss it later. It is possible to buy a house in the school district or not.
There are nearly two months left before Pengpeng's birthday. Zhang Zhong needs to think carefully about gifts during this time. The older this girl gets, the harder it is to deal with. Last year, I gave her a game room. This trick is useless this year.
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Buying clothes, dolls, toys, etc. probably won't work either.
Shaking his head, Zhang Zhong put down the gift matter and focused on "The Last Man on Earth". He needed to make more progress. After "Chun Yufen's Adventures" is released, maybe this book will jump in the queue.