Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 344 Another Song

After talking on the phone with Yu Dongyu, Liang Han was a little dazed, feeling like he was in a dream.

He has worked in magazines and newspapers for so many years, but he still hasn't realized that asking for a manuscript is such a simple matter, and the other party is Yu Dongyu, a small cocklebur.

Don't look at Zhang Zhong's recent prosperity, but Yu Dongyu is still the No. 1 in total sales of physical books in China.

He has been creating for decades, covering a wide range of subjects, and the characters he portrays are countless.

According to incomplete statistics, the total sales volume of his books in the world has reached [-] million.

This is because he has a lot of works, although his works have decreased in the past two years, but ten years ago, he was almost as crazy as Zhang Zhong, and his new books were published in the market every month.

His [-] million sales volume, in a sense, was piled up with "production".

Winning by numbers doesn't mean he can't do it. After all, his book sales are hovering in the tens of millions, and there are no low ones. Otherwise, it would be impossible to pile up a terrifying figure of [-] million.

However, his title of the king of Chinese popular novels should be taken away by Zhang Zhong in a short time. In China, Yu Dongyu may still be able to compete with Zhang Zhong in terms of sales volume, but in the international arena, he is far behind. Interesting.

Liang Han knew clearly that Yu Dongyu was able to agree to the magazine's draft so readily because of Zhang Zhong's face.

After successfully meeting Yu Dongyu's manuscript, Liang Han suddenly became swollen.

He couldn't help being inflated, he had all the manuscripts for the King of Chinese Popular Novels, so he asked who else he couldn't get an appointment for.

Sure enough, the subsequent draft requests went smoothly. When others heard that he was the editor-in-chief of "Zero Zero One", they were very polite.

After asking several writers for manuscripts, Liang Han suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I'm addicted to drafting appointments. If I continue to make appointments like this, there will not be enough space for the next issue of the magazine."

The troubles of happiness are also troubles.

In such a short period of time, even if a magazine is published, it is really easy for the editor-in-chief.

However, this is also an expedient measure. In the future, I will definitely not be able to make appointments without scope and theme. Otherwise, what do you want him to do as the editor-in-chief? If Zhang Chong is willing, as long as he sends a group message, many well-known writers will rush to contribute.

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On Saturday, when He Ruchu arrived in Jiangyang, Zhang Zhong brought him to the hotel for dinner at Hongyun.

Before Zhang Zhong and He Ruchu entered the hotel room, Lin Ruoshui, the general manager of the hotel, ran over.

It's been a long time since I saw Lin Ruoshui's weight did not show any downward trend, and even looked fatter.

This time, Lin Ruoshui did not ask Zhang Zhong to ask Shen Jian, but took his own notebook and said to Zhang Zhong, "Mr. Zhang, I didn't know Taishan before. You can come to the shop again, it is the best of the shop." Glorious, can you sign me?"

Zhang Zhong looked at the notebook in his hand. It was also the same notebook that Shen Jian signed last time. Lin Ruoshui also said at the time that this notebook would never have someone else's signature. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the second time. Take advantage of it.

But Zhang Zhong didn't care, took out a pen and signed his name.

Lin Ruoshui smiled happily while holding the autograph book, "I won't bother Mr. Zhang to have dinner with your friends. Tonight, you eat and drink well, just put it on my account."

Zhang Chong smiled and said nothing, but he felt that Lin Ruoshui's words sounded familiar, and he also said the same thing when Shen Jian came last time.

In fact, Zhang Chong felt that this fat man should not be an ordinary general manager of a hotel, otherwise he would not be so rich, maybe this hotel belonged to him.

After sending Lin Ruoshui away, He Ruchu looked at Zhang Zhong and said, "It seems that your name is very useful in Jiangyang."

"Mr. He, don't bury me. Let's sit down. His food is not bad. I hope Mr. He can get used to it."

"I have mixed tastes, 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 knows about this."

"I also know that you wrote them a poem."

"Well, but I doodled freely, I didn't expect Mr. He to know all about it."

"I listened to Fang Keyin, and Fang Keyin listened to Lin Deyuan."

Unexpectedly, the gossip in the cultural circle would spread so quickly, Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Speaking of Mr. Lin Deyuan, I also want 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 famous for his seal cutting skills, and I also have his works at home. He has a good personal relationship with Fang Keyin."

After speaking, he picked up the painting tube next to him, took out a roll of paintings from it, and unfolded it on the table.

"This time I came to Jiangyang, besides going to Jiangyang University to participate in the exchange meeting, there is another important reason, which is to give you something. You went in a hurry last time, and I suddenly had a little insight. Later, in retrospect, it is really true. It’s a little embarrassing. This painting is the one I painted the most satisfying after you left that day. It has been placed on my desk and has not been framed, just to find time to give it to you. "

Zhang Zhong looked down, and saw a rooster standing on the rock in the painting, with a posture of crowing before but about to crow. Gathering momentum in the neck, it seems that the next second will fly straight through the sky with the head of the chicken.

"Good painting!" Zhang Zhong gave a thumbs up heartily.

Although this picture of a rooster does not look as ostentatious as the previous one, a rooster with its head down gives people the feeling of being proud of the sky.

The most terrifying thing is the bullet inside the chamber, which is similar to the painting in front of you.

The rooster hasn't crowed yet, but people can imagine the unprecedented momentum of crowing in a while.

"Teacher He, how dare I accept such an excellent work, you should take it back." Zhang Zhong said.

He Ruchu said, "It's just a clumsy painting, and I left a blank space for you on the painting, thinking that you can add the previous poem to it."

Zhang Zhong said, "That poem has already been inscribed on the previous painting, so let's not inscribe it again."

"Don't worry about this. After this question is over, I will tear up the other one when I go back. I will never let you have two questions for one poem." He Ruchu said.

Zhang Zhong quickly waved his hand, "It's impossible, the painting at that time also had its fate."

He pondered for a while, then said, "Well, I'll write another one."

(End of this chapter)