When Zhang Zhong woke up the next day, it was almost eleven o'clock.
He rubbed his head, stood up and opened the curtains.
He worked until about three o'clock last night before going to bed. He didn't expect to sleep for such a long time.
My father and mother were still in the hotel, and Xu Yuhan and the others took the students to participate in the competition.
"Yuhan said we couldn't get in if we went, so we had to wait outside, so we simply didn't go. As for you, you didn't wake up, so I didn't bother you," Hu Huifang said.
Zhang Dian nodded, "Did you tell me when you would be back?"
"The game is said to end at twelve o'clock, so it is estimated that we will be back at two or three in the afternoon. When Yuhan and the others leave, let us have lunch by ourselves."
"Okay, let's go have dinner later. They will probably come back after dinner."
After Zhang Zhong washed up, he took his parents to find a place to eat.
It was getting late, so the family of three didn't look for anything to eat, so they sat down at a food stall near the hotel.
When I entered, the news was playing on the TV inside the store.
"The well-known writer Zhang Zhong has recently broken the personal book sales record set by the American fantasy master. His total personal book sales are now about to exceed 1.3 billion..."
Hu Huifang saw the news and laughed softly, "What a coincidence."
"It's quite a coincidence, but the news is a little delayed."
Strictly speaking, breaking the record is news last month. It has been almost a week and the news is still reporting. Isn’t it lagging behind?
A man and a woman sat next to him, also watching TV.
The woman sighed, "Wow, this writer named Zhang Zhong is so amazing. He has sold 1.3 billion books. Doesn't that mean that one person in China has bought one on average?"
The man was playing on his mobile phone. He could tell by the sound that he was watching some short video. When he heard the girl's words, he looked up and said, "There are 1.4 billion people in China. Besides, it's best to falsify this kind of data. We
Isn’t that the case in China? Any data can be falsified. I heard some time ago that someone wanted to spend money to buy a Nobel Prize for Literature. You see, he has sold so many books, how come I haven’t seen any of them? Neither have you.
Have you seen it?"
"You seem to be right. If it really sold so much, I should have seen it." The woman nodded and said.
"Isn't that what it is? The data is all false."
Hu Huifang felt a little bad when she heard that her son was cheating, but she couldn't argue with him, so she could only drink water gurglingly.
Zhang Xingjun whispered, "Don't be as knowledgeable as them."
Zhang Zhong thinks it's quite normal. There are many people in the world like this couple who don't go to bookstores or follow relevant information online. They spend more time immersed in short video apps and giving likes to others.
In the fast food era, short video apps have inherent advantages and can easily take up the fragmented time of ordinary people.
In fact, it is a good thing in itself. You can’t do much with a lot of fragmented time, so it’s good to watch short videos. But I’m afraid that many people will get addicted to it and no longer just use fragmented time, but spend a long time watching it.
Fast food has become a daily staple food, which has somewhat limited our horizons.
And sometimes the circles are different, so it’s hard to explain clearly.
For example, if you tell people who don’t usually read books, if you tell them about Chekhov, O. Henry, Kafka, Dickens, Grandma and other people who are extremely famous in the literary world, they may not have heard of a single name.
And people who often read books may think, WOC, how could it be possible that they have never heard of these people?
It’s not just the literary circle, it’s the same in every circle.
People who don't watch football may have heard of Ronaldo, but they have generally never heard of Redondo, Totti, Shevchenko, Bergkamp, Cantona...
People who don't watch basketball probably know Kobe, Yao Ming, and James, but they probably know very little about Olajuwon, Russell, Chamberlain...
When he was on Earth, Mo Yan won the Nobel Prize for Literature, which was already a supreme honor. But not to mention that many people had not read his books, there were actually some young people who didn't even know his name.
Not to mention people like Yu Hua, Feng Jicai, and Yu Qiuyu.
They are all like this, and Zhang Zhong is certainly no exception.
Everyone knows Zhang Zhong in the literary circle, but no one knows him in this small restaurant...
But later Zhang Zhong realized that he was wrong. It turned out that someone in this small restaurant knew him.
While the man and woman were discussing, the waiter came over with the dishes. He happened to hear the topic they were discussing, so he smiled and said, "Actually, Zhang Zhong is very famous, and his books are sold more abroad."
many."
She had a good attitude, but she still clearly offended the customer.
The boy might feel a little embarrassed and said, "It's so awesome, why haven't we heard of it?"
"Sir, you probably don't pay much attention to me."
The waiter said it rather tactfully.
"What do you mean, I don't usually read? Let me tell you, I usually read a lot of books, but I haven't read his books."
"Sorry, sir, I made a mistake." The waiter smiled and left.
"Hey, don't..."
"Forget it, forget it..."
The boy wanted to say something to the waiter, but was pulled down by his female companion.
But it can be seen that this boy was still stimulated by what the waiter said just now. The self-esteem of big boys is so inexplicable sometimes.
"Who is it..."
Listening to the people at the table next to them cursing, Hu Huifang said, "This young man is really shameless."
Although it was not pleasant to hear the young man cursing, seeing him like this made Hu Huifang feel quite relieved and even ate more food.
After the couple finished eating, the man went to the counter to pay the bill, then pointed at the waiter and muttered something to the boss.
After they left, the boss called the waiter over and said a few words. But he probably didn't say anything harsh, and the waiter didn't protest. He nodded and went to work.
The boss really didn't say anything harsh. There's nothing he can do about it. This waiter is a part-time student he hired to take over his job. He works hard and his salary is low. If he says a few more words, he will make people angry and it will be difficult to recruit workers.
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He probably also knew that the guest might be making trouble unreasonably, but he still asked the little girl to be more careful in the future.
All this was seen by Hu Huifang, who took out a book from her bag and gave it to Zhang Zhong.
Zhang Zhong looked at it and saw that it was his "Ordinary World".
"Mom, why are you still carrying my book with you?"
"Can't you take it with you?"
"I can take it with me, but why did you give me the book?"
"Don't worry..." Hu Huifang took out her cell phone and fiddled with it for a while, then handed it to Zhang Zhong, "Write this line on the title page."