In the evening, Zhuang Yan first saw a news item from the Jinling Culture Daily reprinted by Solang News, which said that a teenager beat his father because he watched "Metamorphosis".

Zhuang Yan touched his forehead, what is this called, today a teenager beat his father, tomorrow there will be an elder brother who abuses his sister? He did not dare to judge the truth of the news, but when he saw a few words in Jinling Culture News, Zhuang Yan subconsciously thought that this was another piece of fake news.

But this also sounded a wake-up call for Zhuang Yan, and writing a book is not just about typing a few words. Before, he was still complaining about how anxious he was when he talked about publishing with the publishing house, but now he feels that compared to these things, the previous troubles are all small things.

In his previous life, Zhuang Yan had never understood the usefulness of being a writer's economic man, and he felt that this position brought some utilitarianism to writers. But he now finally knows that a writer's agent is really useful, at least this time if he has one, it's much better.

However, it seems that the profession of writer agent has not yet warmed up in this world, and there is no professional writer agent, even if some writers have spokespersons, they are all their relatives and the like.

When Zhuang Yan was distressed, he suddenly saw a line written in an inconspicuous corner under the news headline: This news has been confirmed to be fake news.

Zhuang Yan's eyes rolled to the sky, his expression was wasted before daring to love, this news was playing with him. What makes Zhuang Yan speechless the most is that this search wave is also ill-intentioned. This line of small print confirming that the news is fake is hidden in the corner, and if you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all.

Solang's behavior is to get a cheap and sell a good one, and when he becomes a bitch, he has to erect an archway, no matter what, first use the news to attract people's attention, if someone says that he is fake news, anyway, he can also say that he has marked it.

They could have done better, they could have put this line of small print directly under the headline, marked it in red, or even changed the title directly, wouldn't it be better to change it to "This news is fake news"?

But no matter what, Zhuang Yan can be regarded as relieved, no matter how it is confirmed, now that he knows that this is fake news, the pressure on him is a little less.

The reason why he was so worried about this matter was because he remembered the ban on "Waste Capital". At that time, not long after "Waste Capital" came out, it was rumored that a man was too obsessed with reading books and finally raped his sister.

I don't know if it's true or not, and no one has confirmed it. Later, although it cannot be said that "Waste Capital" was banned entirely because of this incident, it is definitely an important reason.

Therefore, if this incident is big, maybe the relevant functional departments of the state will directly ban "Metamorphosis".

In fact, Zhuang Yan's worries are more based on the unknown tolerance of China's literary and artistic functional departments in this era, he doesn't know how this China will deal with this kind of thing now, maybe more enlightened than China in the previous life, or maybe more conservative, he doesn't know.

Of course, even a native-born veteran expert would not dare to say that he could really find out what was going on in power.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan remembered an interesting incident in his previous life, in his previous life, Zhang Yimou wanted to shoot "Alive", so he ran to tell Yu Hua.

Yu Hua wondered at the time, is there any hope for this book to be on the big screen?

At that time, Zhang Yimou reassured Yu Hua, he said, it's okay, I've been making movies for so many years, and I know the scale of "them" better than anyone else.

Yu Hua saw that he was confident, and thought that Zhang Yimou knew "them" so well, and he admired Zhang Yimou very much.

However, Zhang Yimou was slapped in the face later, and the movies were filmed, but the review has not yet passed.

At this time, Yu Hua sighed again: I no longer admire Zhang Yimou, I now admire "them" very much. (Write it this way, the god of harmony will not come again.) ）

Even an old player like Zhang Yimou may not be able to understand the above ideas, let alone an outsider.

But then, Zhuang Yan saw another piece of news on Solang.com, with the title: Criticism of Jinling Culture Daily's Fabrication of Facts.

Seeing this news, Zhuang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and learned through the memory fragments of his predecessor that this Ministry of Literature and Art was probably similar to the Ministry of Culture of China in the previous life, and it was the highest institution of China's cultural administration, not to mention its authority.

Now that the Ministry of Literature and Art has stood up, it has basically set the tone for this matter, and Zhuang Yan also secretly thought that it seems that China's determination to the Renaissance is still very strong, and it is absolutely not allowed to affect the great cause of revival.

Zhuang Yan laughed at the same time, it seems that the release of "Waste Capital" in this world should not be as bumpy as imagined.

The worries that used to be are no longer there.

After reading the news, Zhuang Yan lay on the keyboard with a relaxed mood and began to code words, he still has tasks to do in the past two days, and because he has to rush the draft, the plan to tell Xiaoying a story tonight has been canceled.

The little girl was a little unhappy when she heard Zhuang Yan say that there was no story to listen to tonight, but she still returned to her room obediently, and Zhuang Yan was still a little unbearable when she saw the poor little eyes.

But fortunately, it will only be these two days to catch up with the manuscript, and the story that should be told later will still be able to tell the story, and it will not be delayed.

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Just a while after Zhuang Yan concentrated on coding words, Wang Lijian's phone called.

"Mr. Wang came to report the good news?" Zhuang Yan said with a smile, he had just watched the news, of course, he thought about it for the first time.

Sure enough, Wang Lijian smiled and said: "You have also seen it, I thought that your news was lagging behind as always, and I needed to report to you as a communication soldier." ”

Zhuang Yan smiled awkwardly, indeed, he didn't pay much attention to the news before, and generally Wang Lijian called him to inform him of any news on the Internet.

He smiled and said: "How dare you, Mr. Wang has every opportunity, how dare I delay your affairs." So during this time, I watched the news by myself when I had nothing to do, but I was afraid that the news would lag behind and trouble Mr. Wang. ”

Wang Lijian laughed and said: "Ziyan, I don't think you should always call me Mr. Wang, you can either call me Brother Wang or call me Zijian." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, "Ziyan?"

"Well, Ziyan, what's the matter, can't we even shout your words in the relationship between the two of us?" Wang Lijian laughed.

Only then did Zhuang Yan understand that Wang Lijian had misunderstood. The ID of his FOF is Zhuangziyan, so Wang Lijian thinks that his expression is Ziyan.

There is a big difference between the table words of this era and the table words of people in ancient times, in the past, people called the table words as honorific titles, and later after these years of development, the table words have become a kind of affectionate name between friends.

But it is also a matter of cultural people, such as the small people in the market, selling things on the street, and those who move bricks on the construction site where do they come from to have the leisure to make any words, to say that they are affectionate, Zhuang Yan shouted Yang Zhao duck, and Yang Zhao shouted Zhuang Yan A Yan, which is the affectionate name of people in the market.

And Zhuang Yan didn't have a table word at all in his previous life, Zhuang Yan in this life was an orphan, and no one gave him a table word, so he didn't have a table word in his two lives.