Chapter 391 The long is suffering, the short is life
It doesn't look like the work of one person at all.
Zhuang Yu looked at "The Ordinary World" in his hand, and thought of Zhang Zhong's other previous works, whether it was "The Story of Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", "Ordinance", or "Border Town", none of them had a strong personal style.
But if you think about it for a moment, it seems that Zhang Zhong’s style is always changing.
This is a bit similar to Yu Dongyu. That guy also has various styles, but relatively speaking, Zhang Zhong has been very successful in these paths. Every leg of Centipede has not fallen yet.
Zhuang Yu took this book and looked from breakfast to lunch, and from lunch to dinner.
Li Xiuying couldn't stand it any longer, and nagged, "No matter how good the book is, you can't read it like this. Can we be more careful about it? You still think you are young. You went to bed late last night. You got up so early today. At noon
You don’t have a nap, how can your body cope with this? The doctor told you not to stay up late during the last physical examination. You have a lot of problems, including high blood pressure and high transaminases. Just to draw several bowls of blood
Already."
"Well, I'll take a rest soon." Zhuang Yu pushed up his glasses, his eyes not moving even half a minute, still staring at the book closely.
"Alas." Li Xiuying sighed and ignored him.
In the same situation, Wang Yi and the others kept reading the book without stopping after they got it.
Even if they read a million-word novel quickly, it would take at least more than a day. It is simply unrealistic for them to read it in one sitting.
Wang Meng also got this book, which was given to him by his grandson Wang Kewang.
The old man was not very energetic, so he watched for two hours and took half an hour off, and the progress was very slow.
Just because of this book, his nanny felt like a powerful enemy. She followed the old man closely, with an alarm clock in her hand. Once the old man read beyond the set time, she would snatch the book away even if it meant grabbing him.
Isn't this harmful? The nanny felt a little bit guilty about Wang Kewang who sent the book, and she also complained about the person who wrote the book.
I don’t know what’s so interesting about this book. It’s like this person is addicted to it and can’t stop reading it.
Slightly different from the others, Yu Dongyu is young and energetic after all. After reading for a day, not only does his face not look tired, but he becomes more and more energetic. When he is reading, he also pats the table from time to time to express his enthusiasm for the book.
The plot screams for a crime.
The 1970s is a bit vague to Yu Dongyu, and since this guy grew up in a wealthy family, he doesn't have much sympathy for it, but the ordinary world constructed in the book can still touch the depths of his heart.
In such a panoramic novel, under the conditions of multi-line narrative, Zhang Zhong can still grasp the characters in place, which shows Zhang Zhong's skill.
The chivalrous and tender Jin Bo, the clever and diligent Shaoping, the daring and daring Tian Xiaoxia, and the well-behaved and smart Lan Xiang.
Yu Dongyu was attracted by each of the distinctive characters in the book. He loved and hated them, admired them and also regretted them.
Too many emotions are intertwined between the lines, but in the end everything returns to peace.
At the end, Yu Dongyu seemed to understand the meaning of the book's title.
There are ups and downs, there is hope, there is struggle, there is loss, all of which are magnificent, yet so ordinary.
The ordinary world and ordinary people interpret the most touching stories.
Life is mostly like this.
…
The next day, the new year came.
In fact, some places have already celebrated the Little New Year, and not everyone in every place celebrates the Little New Year at the age of 23.
Hu Huifang originally wanted to ask Xu Yuhan to come over to celebrate the Little New Year together, but Xu Yuhan's parents had already returned to Jiangyang from Jinling, so she would not be able to celebrate the Little New Year.
During lunch, Hu Huifang was still saying, "There is no hope of celebrating the New Year this year. We have to wait and see next year."
She didn't speak very clearly, but Zhang Zhong could understand it, and she was urging him to marry Xu Yuhan home as soon as possible.
Zhang Zhong would generally not argue with someone like this.
Zhang Xingjun was standing by to help change the topic, "Son, your new book was distributed today, but I haven't bought it yet."
"No need to buy it, the sample book will be sent to you this afternoon."
"Can it be the same? I can also increase your sales by going to the bookstore." Zhang Xingjun said with a smile.
Hu Huifang curled her lips and said, "You're the only one who bought dozens of copies and increased sales?"
"Hey, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they still have meat. Son, when your books arrive, give me a few. Your Uncle Liang is now your number one fan. He reads every book he publishes." Zhang Xingjun said with a smile.
"Okay, the letter of return has arrived, you can take as much as you want." Zhang nodded and said.
The Uncle Liang Zhang Xingjun was talking about was the Mediterranean Sea that Zhang Zhong saw when he took Pengpeng to play on the roof.
"How many words does Mr. Liang know? He's also the number one fan. He just wants to read books for free, and maybe he can even get a signed book. Who doesn't know how to take advantage of it?" Hu Huifang scoffed.
"Just to be happy," Zhang Xingjun said.
Zhang Zhong glanced at his father sympathetically. It's not easy for the old man. In order to help him change the subject, he ended up getting angry.
However, Zhang Zhong could only sympathize with him and did not dare to interrupt, for fear that the topic would come back again.
This girl Pengpeng, apart from eating, has not stopped eating since the beginning of the meal.
However, this girl's appetite seems to have decreased during this period, and she is not able to eat as much as before.
Zhang Zhong didn't worry too much. Although Peng Peng's appetite dropped a little compared to before, it didn't drop much and was still within the normal range.
She had become obsessed with the Minesweeper game in the past two days. Zhang Zhong controlled it a little and only allowed her to play for half an hour a day.
This girl's heart is as high as the sky. She hasn't mastered the simplest mode yet, so she is clamoring to play the medium difficulty. However, based on her level, she has not cleared out the medium difficulty in half an hour in the past two days.
After lunch, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to write for a while, and then the little girl went to take a nap while he ran to the study to check out today's new books.
When I got to the study room, I turned on my computer and entered the words "ordinary world" into the search engine. The first thing that came out was news about Yu Dongyu.
"It's only been a few hours since Zhang Zhong's book "The Ordinary World" was released, but the review of Yu Dongyu's book has already been released?"
Seeing this news, Zhang Zhong was also very surprised. Although this book was given to Yu Dongyu and the others in advance yesterday, it was only a little more than a day. Is Yu Dongyu reading so fast? Or did he arrive yesterday?
Not sleeping now?
When I clicked on the news again, Yu Dongyu's book review was published at 10:30 in the morning.
After reading a one-million-word novel in twenty-four hours, I also handwritten a book review... Zhang Zhong glanced at the book review, and there were quite a lot of words.
"The long one is suffering, the short one is life."