In the face of Zhuang Yan's questioning, Qiao Stein didn't say a word, but Zhuang Yan could see that Qiao Stein was told by himself.

"If you really want to break through the limits, I won't hinder you, I'll help you. Zhuang Yan seduced.

And Jostan was still pondering, and after a long time, just when Zhuang Yan was about to get impatient, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Zhuang Yan sharply, and slowly spoke: "How can you be sure that you are not living in my imagination?"

Airplanes!

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt his head explode, and at that moment he even felt that Jostan's eyes had penetrated his heart through his skin.

And how can you be sure that you are not living in my imagination?

Zhuang Yan sighed, yes, how could he be sure that he was not living in Jostein's spiritual world?

Or, instead of living in Jostein's spiritual world, he lives in another Zhuang Yan world, or is all his current life just a dream of himself in the 21st century?

Seeing Zhuang Yan's expression, Jostan looked very happy, and he pushed his glasses, "We are all the same, but your question helped you answer today's question, and now, you can go back." ”

"But ......"

When Zhuang Yan was about to say something more, Joestein waved his hand, and he reappeared in the hotel room.

"Hehe, I really can't say who is in whose dream, he can send me out casually, but I can't decide whether I want to stay or not. Zhuang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this.

The light in the room is still on, and Zhuang Yan likes to turn on a spotlight-like thing that is not too bright when he sleeps recently, otherwise he won't be able to sleep at night.

Now the whole room is dark, and the cracks in the curtains don't let in too much light, and it looks like it's still dark.

Zhuang Yan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was only more than two o'clock in the morning, and it was still late at night.

"Well, it's weird. ”

Isn't it strange, when I dreamed in the past, it was dawn when I woke up, and the time was about the same, but this time it was different, he came out at only two o'clock, and he was even a little unaccustomed to coming out so quickly.

"It's good to come out early and get some sleep. ”

Usually when he dreams, although he is not as sleepy as staying up late, it still makes him a little tired, and it is better to end it early now, so that he can have time to sleep for a while.

……

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, Zhuang Yan stretched his waist, and felt full of strength.

There is nothing special to do today, and the matter of the publication of the new book will be left to Yao Qian to discuss, he just needs to wait for the results at home.

Since there was nothing to do, Zhuang Yan was going to find Yang Zhao early in the morning.

After coming back yesterday afternoon, he called Yang Zhao and made an appointment to have dinner together at noon today, and by the way, he talked about the incident of the Literature Museum yesterday.

However, the plan couldn't catch up with the change, and as soon as Zhuang Yan finished washing, Yao Qian ran over and told him that Tomato TV wanted to give him an interview and ask him what he meant.

Zhuang Yan didn't care too much about this matter, and directly refused, "In the future, this kind of interview will be pushed to me, try to be tactful, just say that I am busy with new books and have little time." ”

Yao Qian nodded, "Okay, then I'll tell the other party when I turn around." In addition, Editor-in-Chief Wang's assistant called me in the morning, saying that he wanted to ask about the specific time of the signing meeting, but because I didn't know about the signing meeting, I didn't tell him too much and asked him to wait for the call. Mr. Zhuang, what will happen to this signing?"

Zhuang Yan rubbed his eyes a little worriedly, and said, "It was decided temporarily yesterday afternoon, today is Tuesday, and the time of the signing meeting is set for this Friday." Oh, by the way, you finalize the publication of the new book as soon as possible, and the release of the new book will be announced at the same time as the book signing on Friday. ”

Yao Qian was a little stunned, "This is a bit rushed, even if we talk about it today, there will only be two or three days left, and the manuscript will not be finished." ”

Zhuang Yan smiled, "Don't rush, just announce the approximate release time and the title of the book at that time, if you are more careful, just make a cover poster and hang it." ”

"Is that okay?"

"Of course, it's not really a book launch. ”

"In that case, there should be no problem, and I will go to the publishing house in the afternoon to discuss this matter. ”

Zhuang Yan nodded, of course, the sooner the better.

"There is another thing, Director Zhang Wen's assistant called and said that Director Zhang Wen wanted to have tea with you. Yao Qian said.

"Zhang Wen?" Zhuang Yan doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, and he doesn't know who this director Zhang Wen is.

Yao Qian explained: "Zhang Wen is a well-known producer and director in China, and has produced many well-known film and television works, and last year's "Woman on the Yellow Earth" was his work, and it also won the Silver Flower Film Award. ”

Zhuang Yan shook his head, he had never heard of this movie at all.

There is also a TV in the house, but basically Chen Jiaqing and Xiaoying are watching it, and they usually watch cartoons or something.

Since Chen Jiaqing moved away from Zhuang Yan, the TV in the house is equivalent to an ornament.

However, Zhuang Yan can probably guess what this Zhang Wen is looking for him to drink tea for, it should be for film and television copyrights, but he just doesn't know which book he is looking at, "Wheat Field" or "Border City".

"Did you reveal what it was for?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Yao Qian shook his head and said, "No, I just asked if you have time to drink tea together." ”

Zhuang Yan touched his chin and thought about it, to be honest, of course he hoped to sell the film and television rights of these books in his hand, not for money, but simply because he wanted to promote these stories and let more people see them.

But Zhuang Yan didn't want to give these books to the directors of this world, because Zhuang Yan knew that the directors of this world lacked not only good stories, but also advanced shooting skills.

It's just that if he doesn't give it to them, he will only rot in his own hands, because he can't do the job himself.

"Well, tell his assistant that I'm busy during this time, and I'll make an appointment when I'm free in two days. Zhuang Yan said.

"yes, I see. Yao Qian held a pen in his hand and wrote down another one.

And after this matter was said, Yao Qian had nothing else to say, so he was ready to go out to do something.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, Yao Qian suddenly turned around and said to Zhuang Yan: "Teacher Zhuang, I think your new book is very powerful, and I am very encouraged to read it. ”

Zhuang Yan looked up at Yao Qian at the door in some amazement, and then showed a smile, "Well, I'll take this sycophant steadily." ”