Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 558 is written on the title page

When Zhang Zhong woke up the next day, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He rubbed his head, got up and opened the curtains.

Last night he worked until after three o'clock before falling asleep. He didn't expect to sleep for such a long time.

Both father and mother were still in the hotel, and Xu Yuhan and the others took the students to participate in the competition.

"Yuhan said that we couldn't get in even if we went, so we could only wait outside, so we didn't go at all. As for you, you haven't woken up yet, so you didn't bother you." Hu Huifang said.

Zhang nodded, "Did you say when you'll be back?"

"It is said that the game ends at twelve o'clock, so I guess it will be two or three o'clock in the afternoon when we come back. When Yuhan and the others leave, let us have lunch by ourselves."

"Okay, then let's go to dinner later, and 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, and 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 TV in the store was playing the news.

"The well-known author Zhang Zhong has recently broken the record for total personal book sales set by the American fantasy masters. His total personal book sales are now about to break through 13 billion..."

When Hu Huifang saw the news, she laughed softly, "It's a coincidence."

"It's quite a coincidence, but the news is a bit behind."

Strictly speaking, the breaking of the record was last month's news. It's been almost a week, and the news is still being reported, so it's not lagging behind.

A man and a woman were sitting next to them, also watching TV.

The woman sighed, "Wow, this writer named Zhang Zhong is so powerful. He has sold 13 billion books. Doesn't that mean that each of us in China bought an average of one book?"

The man was playing with his mobile phone, and he could tell what kind of short video he was watching by the sound. When he heard what the girl said, he looked up and said, "There are 14 billion people in China. Besides, this kind of data is best faked. We in China No, that’s the case, any data can be falsified. I heard some time ago that someone wanted to spend money to buy a Nobel Prize in Literature. You see, he sold so many books, why didn’t I see any of them? You didn’t either Be there."

"You seem to be right. If it's going to sell so much, I should have seen it too." The woman nodded and said.

"That's it, the data is all fake."

Hearing that her son was cheating, Hu Huifang was in a bad mood, but she couldn't go up and argue, so she could only drink water.

Zhang Xingjun said in a low voice, "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 usually go to bookstores or pay attention to relevant information on the Internet. They spend more time immersing themselves in small video apps and giving likes to others.

In the era of fast food, small video apps have inherent advantages, and can easily sweep away the fragmented time of ordinary people.

In fact, it is also a good thing in itself. You can’t do too many things in a lot of fragmented time. It’s also good to watch small videos.But I'm afraid that many people will be addicted to it, no longer just use fragments of time, but spend a long time watching it.

Fast food has become a daily staple, somewhat limiting vision.

And sometimes the circles are different, so it's hard to explain clearly.

For example, people who don’t usually read books, if you tell him about Chekhov, O. Henry, Kafka, Dickens, grandma, etc., people who are very eye-catching in the literary world, maybe they have never heard of a single name.

And people who often read books may think, woc, how could it be possible that they haven't even heard of these people?

Not just the literary circle, every circle is similar.

People who don't watch football may have heard of Ronaldo, but they generally haven't heard of Redondo, Totti, Shevchenko, Bergkamp, ​​Cantona...

People who don't watch basketball probably know Kobe, Yao Ming, James, but they probably know little about Olajuwon, Russell, Chamberlain...

When he was on earth, Mo Yan won the Nobel Prize for Literature, which is already a supreme honor, but not to mention that many people have never read his books, there are even some young people who don't know his name.

Not to mention Yu Hua, Feng Jicai, and Yu Qiuyu.

They were all like this, and Zhang Zhong was no exception.

Zhang Zhong, who is well-known in the literary circle, is just unknown in this small restaurant...

But later Zhang Zhong realized that he was wrong. It turned out that someone in this small restaurant knew him.

When the man and woman were discussing, the waiter came over with the dishes and just heard 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 obviously offended the customer.

The boy might feel a little ashamed and said, "It's so powerful, why haven't we heard of it?"

"Sir, you probably don't pay much attention at ordinary times."

What the waiter said was rather tactful.

"What do you mean, that I don't usually read books? Let me tell you, I usually read too many books, but I haven't read his books."

"Sorry, sir, I made a mistake." The waiter smiled and left.

"Hey, don't..."

"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 sometimes so inexplicable.

"Who is it..."

Listening to the swearing at the table next to her, Hu Huifang said, "This young man is really ugly."

Although it was not very pleasant to hear the young man swearing, but seeing him like this, Hu Huifang felt relieved and ate a little more.

After the couple had eaten, the man went to the counter to pay the bill, then pointed to the waiter and muttered something to the boss.

After they left, the boss called the waiter to him and said a few words.But he probably didn't say anything serious, and the waiter didn't argue anything, just nodded and went to work after listening.

The boss really didn't say anything serious, there's nothing he can do about it, this waiter is a part-time student he hired to fill in the shift, he works hard, and the salary is low, if he says a few more words, he will drive him away, and recruitment will be a difficult task .

He probably also knew that the guest might be making trouble for no reason, but he still told 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 it was his "Ordinary World".

"Mom, why do you still carry my book with you?"

"Can't you take it?"

"I can bring it, but why do you give me the book?"

"Don't worry..." Hu Huifang took out her mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while, then handed the mobile phone to Zhang Zhong, "You write this line on the title page."

(End of this chapter)