When Wang Jianming left, Lu Qin saw that her husband was still sitting on the sofa and pondering, and couldn't help but say: "Old Wen, this matter is also worth your trouble? ”

"No, I'm not thinking about it, I'm thinking about Sha Zhengyang. Wen Yizhen shook his head and raised his gaze.

Jian Ming said that Sha Zhengyang was simple-minded, ignorant, and suffered a broken love, I originally thought it was also, well, he did not perform well during his time as a secretary to Cao Qingtai, but it seems that the blows of falling out of love and Cao Qingtai's transfer of these two things made him cheer up after he sobered up, which is not simple. ”

Lu Qin was a little surprised, and also sat down on the sofa next to him, "Why do you think so? Don't they all say that Sha Zhengyang has a false reputation as a graduate of a key university?"

"Maybe it used to be, but yesterday's performance made me feel a little better, otherwise why wouldn't I let him go to the West Exit?" Wen Yizhen said slowly: "Do you know what I saw when I went to the municipal party committee yesterday?"

"What do you see?" asked Lu Qin, puzzled.

I saw him go to visit Cao Qingtai, and Cao Qingtai also sent him out, looking very satisfied. "Smell the shock word by word.

"Ah? Doesn't it mean that Cao Qingtai is very dissatisfied with him?" Lu Qin works in the United Front Work Department of the county party committee, and he is still very well-informed, especially since this is still his nephew's classmate, and maybe he is still a competitor.

"Yes, but I saw that Cao Qingtai sent him out, very affectionate, not like an ordinary politeness, I have to be a little surprised, I feel that he suddenly woke up, then it is terrible. Wen Yizhen shook his head.

"Besides, Jianming is in their current session, Sha Zhengyang's diploma is harder than Jianming, if he really wants to be promoted in the future, a little difference, maybe he can make another choice, Jianming is not mature, he has not suffered a loss, maybe Sha Zhengyang's township this time can become a sharpening opportunity for him, so ......"

Lu Qin understood what her husband meant, since this is the case, she should let her nephew stand out as soon as possible, and take advantage of Sha Zhengyang's township to take the lead and take the lead.

"Now the cadres 'four modernizations' high-level mention is very loud, not to mention revolutionization, younger, more knowledgeable, more prominent, I estimate that this wind will gradually blow down, Jianming and Sha Zhengyang and their group of college students can catch up with this good situation, maybe there will be a chance in a year or two, so this foundation must be laid first. Hearing this, he added unsatisfactorily.

Just when Wang Jianming and Wen Yizhen were discussing Sha Zhengyang's affairs, Sha Zhengyang didn't think about it so much.

In his opinion, Cao Qingtai and Gao Jinzhong both promised themselves, that is, the matter of changing a township, and it does not violate the principle, it can be said that it is a matter of hand-to-hand, even if Wang Jianming can't help, it shouldn't be a problem.

When he went to Xishui, he had the impression that Sang Qianwei needed a good pen, and he was still a little confident in this regard.

Especially after being Cao Qingtai's secretary for so long, plus he still has many memories of being the deputy secretary-general of the municipal party committee and deputy director of the municipal party committee office, it is not a thing at all.

Now he is more concerned about whether his little literary talent can be turned into instant combat power, uh, or instant into something valuable, such as money.

"Zhengyang, are you crazy about money? Even if the county magistrate is transferred, your future will not be 'bright', and you will not have a whim, take this completely unreliable path, right?"

Feng Zicai snorted and lay on the bed in the school teacher's single dormitory, ignoring Sha Zhengyang's suggestion at all.

"Unreliable? Genius, you are so unconfident and unconfident? Where did you go when you were in high school and college?"

Sha Zhengyang also knew that this guy was also afraid of his own low eyesight, after all, he had never been in contact with this industry, and his heart was not steady, so he had to cheer him up.

"What is Xue Millie writing, you have at least read several books, right? Aside from the so-called understanding of the situation in Hong Kong and Macau, do you think these plot designs and words and sentences are really unattainable?"

Feng Zicai grinned, "Zhengyang, it's not a matter of plot design and style, I've never written this kind of thing, I'm afraid it's okay to write one or two plot stories, but this requires a book, how many plots do you have to make?"

"Also, I don't think you're thinking too simply, even if we can figure it out, where are you going to find someone to publish? How famous is Xue Millie? How can someone publish for you with an unknown character like ours?"

"Hehe, I don't think any of the questions you mentioned are problems. ”

Sha Zhengyang knew that this guy was not uninterested, but he had no confidence, and if he wanted to dispel his concerns, he had to analyze and analyze it for him.

"It's so easy to say, light a lamp grass, it's so simple, why don't you make it yourself?"

Feng Zicai pursed his lips, to say that he was not moved at all, it was a lie, but if he really wanted to write this kind of thing, he really didn't have much confidence.

"Then how about I analyze and analyze it for you?" Sha Zhengyang sat on the desk next to the bed.

This is also an old-fashioned desk like the one in my bedroom, and the top is blackened and red with ink, which looks very ugly.

A copy of "The Missing Woman" by Toshiyuki Nishimura, as well as two or three volumes such as "Love and Law" and "Legendary Stories", which at first glance knew were illegal publications on the street stalls.

The pattern on the cover is either a ** woman and a bloody corpse, or a Black Star gun and a grenade, or a strong man dressed in the style of "First Blood" Stallone.

This is probably the greatest joy of Feng Zicai's spare time.

In addition to going to the video hall in the county town to watch videos, or renting a bookstore to read martial arts novels, but in recent years, this guy has also lost interest in martial arts novels, except for Jin Yong and Gu Long's novels collection, there is no longer the craze of high school.

"Say, I'll listen. Feng Zicai didn't seem interested, but in fact, he had already pricked up his ears.

"You've been reading these novels since junior high school, martial arts, underworlds, case detection, murder and suspense, and you've read thousands of them, right?" Sha Zhengyang said with a smile.

Feng Zicai was a little embarrassed, he could hear the ridicule in Sha Zhengyang's words, and said unconvinced: "This is my hobby, I like this type, what's wrong?"

"No. I just want to say, with so many storylines, even if there are similarities, you have to leave something in your head that impresses, right?"

"Have you noticed, whether it's these novels or magazines, in fact, many storylines and details have a lot of similarities and similarities, and many places are actually just a little bit of a change in the details, which can make people refreshed, so I think you have no problem weaving the plot at all. ”

"What else?" Feng Zicai thought for a while and did not deny Sha Zhengyang's assertion.

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