Zhang Chu walked downstairs with a smile on his face, he slowly swayed in front of Zhang Bowen and didn't say a word.

"What the hell is going on with you kid, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, don't go around in front of me!"

Zhang Bowen's eyes were originally on the computer screen, who knew that there was a figure in front of him who kept wandering, which affected his mood very much.

"Dad, my copy of Sherlock passed the primary. ”

At this time, Zhang Chu looked very proud, and if there was a tail behind him, it would probably have been erected.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, my book has also been approved, and the next issue will be published. Zhang Bowen said with a smile, "I knew you wanted to show off to me." ”

His "Basic Deduction Method" also passed the review of the Time Reasoning Magazine, and he has been hiding it, just to see Zhang Chu's reaction!

At this time, Zhang Chu took out his ID card, "Then Dad, you can help me scan it, and by the way, see if this contract is worth signing." Writing 30,000 words is close to 17,000 yuan, and I have the money to learn to drive and buy a computer during the summer vacation, and if I write another article, it will be enough for tuition. ”

"This is subject to tax deduction, and it is estimated that it is only 15,000 after tax. It's not safe for you to take so much money, so let me keep it for you!"

Zhang Bowen said as he scanned Zhang Chu's ID card onto the computer, and the father and son both advanced to the semifinals, which felt very wonderful.

Zhang Chu wrote the novel to gain financial freedom, and now he wants to hand over the money, where is he willing to agree, his head shook like a rattle, "No need, no need, I am now an adult who can bear civil liability." ”

Father and son were laughing at the bar, completely forgetting that there were still customers in their bookstore.

"Lao Zhang, your Zhang Chu seems to be taking the college entrance examination this year, I seem to have seen him on the news in Jiangcheng the day before yesterday. What school are you going to go to?"

This well-mannered middle-aged man is holding a copy of "Who Moved My Cheese", which is obviously a fable book, but it sells well in China, and has been recommended by many celebrities, becoming one of the must-have books to improve his style.

Zhang Bowen secretly said that it was not good, Zhang Chu handed in the papers in advance the day before yesterday, and even his old classmate knew about it, how did he know how Zhang Chu did in the exam?

"Zhang Chu, do you remember Uncle Lin Hua, this stinky boy in my family is half a pot of water jingling, look at the score and then consider the school. ”

Lin Hua glanced at Zhang Chu with a smile, and there seemed to be a deep smile hidden in his eyes, "In a blink of an eye, these children have already taken the college entrance examination." When my uncle saw you on TV, I really couldn't believe it, you kid is really hidden, your grades are so good, Tsinghua University and Peking University should come to rob people, right?"

The smiling fox was clearly ready to mock people, and Zhang Chu replied: "If they come to rob people, I will definitely call my uncle to come and watch, after all, you have not been in close contact with the top student in the college entrance examination." Although you haven't been to Tsinghua University and Peking University, let you come and see those teachers too. ”

"You kid, how can you talk!" Zhang Bowen was secretly refreshed in his heart, but his mouth was blaming Zhang Chu.

Lin Hua shook his head, he changed the topic and said: "Just now I heard that you two were discussing the matter of remuneration, Bowen, after so many years, are you still losing and fighting? But if you write some manuscripts for our Jiangdong Daily, I will help you walk through the relationship and make them accommodating. ”

Zhang Chu knew that his father was not very strong in this regard, so he hurriedly replied: "Uncle Lin, my dad just received an offer call from there, and the next issue of Time Reasoning Magazine will publish my father's book." When the time comes, Uncle Lin, can you buy a copy to support sales, or I'll send it to your house?"

In Lin Hua's memory, although Zhang Bowen loves to read, and even resigned himself to become a bookstore owner, he really has no life as a writer, and he has always been rejected and almost never heard of it.

Now his expression was slightly stiff, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "The years reasoning is right, I will definitely buy it and take a look." ”

He has already made up his mind in his heart to buy it when the time comes, and then help him write a book review and give him a good guide!

After seeing Lin Hua pay and leave, Zhang Bowen said angrily: "How can you kid talk to your elders? You are not a hedgehog, you are full of thorns." ”

"I'm here to help you get angry, he just can't see you, I guess he wants to laugh at the two of us. ”

Zhang Chu said as he hurriedly filled in the content on the electronic contract, and he couldn't wait to receive the manuscript fee immediately, although it was a luxury.

……

In the Reasoning Magazine of the Years, Liu Qiao had already handed over "Detective Sherlock" to another editor for proofreading, and after she received the electronic contract and the scanned copy of her ID card from Zhang Chu, she was stunned!

"This author has just turned 18 years old......!

After Wan Yuan on the side heard Liu Qiao's exclamation, he slid the chair and ran over and asked, "Sister Liu, who is only 18 years old?"

The author of "Sherlock" has such a good grasp of the layout and details of the story, I thought he was a middle-aged man, how could he be so young. ”

Zhou Ling's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice: "At this age, I should be in high school, when did a high school student be so powerful." ”

"Today's students are really not to be underestimated, this is a genius writer. Liu Qiao was very emotional, she felt that the writing of this novel was a little jerky, and she didn't guess it from the students at all.

Li Yuanqing on the side replied coldly: "How can you write a detective mystery novel at such a young age, don't find someone to ghostwrite, you want to be famous." I see, it's very likely!"

"It shouldn't be, if it's unfounded, Mr. Li still don't guess casually. ”

Liu Qiao is very good to her author, she fights the basis of reason, and she doesn't want to spread rumors from the magazine.

"There is no basis for anything, such a young person knows what detectives, and that "Detective Sherlock" was not written by him at first glance. ”

Wan Yuan muttered in a low voice beside him, "Didn't you say that "Detective Sherlock" was not good-looking, but now I suspect that others can't write such a good work." ”

Just when a group of people were arguing, Chen Haodong didn't know when he appeared behind them, and asked, "What are you talking about ghostwriting?"

Li Yuanqing said quickly: "Lao Chen, take a look, where can this "Detective Sherlock" be written by an eighteen-year-old student. This layout ability, the coherence of the logic, and the excitement of the storyline are definitely not made by ordinary people!"

"Lao Li, don't be so absolute. There is a saying that heroes have been teenagers since ancient times, why can't a student write these things, I think you are a little biased. ”

Chen Haodong didn't have such an idea, and when there was no evidence, he was unwilling to speculate on others with malice.