Almost every generation of young people have to experience the criticism of people from all walks of life in the process of growing up, which is the only way in almost everyone's life.

The two walked and walked to the bottom of a large tree in the middle of the wheat field, Zhuang Yan leaned on the trunk of the tree with his chest crossed, and Holden followed him step by step, and the words did not stop for a moment.

"You, just like this tree, people call you wheat, but you want to be a tree. Zhuang Yan patted the trunk of the tree behind him and said to Holden.

However, Holden was destined not to answer Zhuang Yan, he still said to himself: "You really should meet her, you will never see such a smart and beautiful child in your life, she is really smart, I mean, she has been excellent in all classes since she went to school......

Holden was talking about his little sister Phoebe, and he could hear that he was proud of his sister, and when he talked about her, his eyes were shining, and he didn't have the word fuck when he talked about it.

In a sense, his sister Phoebe is the fundamental driving force behind his desire to be the "patron saint of innocence". Phoebe, an innocent child, is a contrast to the "evil" and "dirty" adult world.

"I know, I know, you're the dumbest kid in your family, I know that. Zhuang Yan said with a smile.

As if replying to Zhuang Yan, Holden said, "To be honest, I am the dumbest child in the family, and my brother DB is a writer......

Zhuang Yan laughed, he had found a way to have fun in the dream world. Because he remembered this passage in the book, he was able to anticipate what Holden was about to say, so he was able to simulate this dialogue-like passage.

In the following time, the two people under the big tree were "chatting" like this.

Eventually, after Holden finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared into thin air.

This time Zhuang Yan was much calmer, leaning comfortably against the trunk of the tree and looking towards the far end of the wheat field. Sure enough, the golden wheat field began to shatter again as if it had been beaten by a huge wave. The fragments gradually spread to Zhuang Yan's side, and finally drowned Zhuang Yan with a smile on his face.

Waking up from the dream again, Zhuang Yan has long been accustomed to it. After breakfast, Zhuang Yan went to the study to start coding words, and another half a day passed.

At noon, Zhuang Yan's mobile phone rang, it was Wang Lijian's phone.

"Ziyan, guess what I'm looking for you?" Wang Lijian said with a smile on the other side of the phone.

Zhuang Yan pursed his lips, he could see that this editor-in-chief Wang was becoming more and more naughty now. Zhuang Yan tried to guess the purpose of his call: "Is it for the signing of the sale?"

Wang Lijian laughed, "This is just one of them, I want to tell you, your "Alive" has won the award, the Outstanding Works Award for Chinese Young Writers, how about it?"

Zhuang Yan was puzzled: "You handed in my work for this award?"

The reason why he asked this was because Wang Lijian had told him about this award before, but because this award has an age limit on the entries, and the organizer has leaked the information of the contestants in the future, so at that time, considering not to disclose Zhuang Yan's identity information, he did not send "Alive" to the competition at that time.

Wang Lijian said with a smile: "I sent it over, I didn't want to leak your information and didn't send it, but then you had to sign it, and the information was destined to be made public, so the literary and art world sent "Alive" over." ”

Zhuang Yan was still puzzled: "That's not right, I remember that the submission time for this literary award has long passed." ”

Wang Lijian said: "The time is indeed over, I just want to try it, but I didn't expect the organizer to really accept it, and what I didn't expect was that the award was given to you." ”

"Tsk. Wang Lijian could be heard shaking his head on the phone, he said, "Although this award has been getting worse and worse in recent years, I didn't expect it to reach this point, and my rules will be broken." ”

Zhuang Yan was also a little surprised, but he behaved very calmly, "Is there a bonus for this award?"

Wang Lijian was obviously stunned on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then said, "Yes, yes, but not much, 10,000 yuan." ”

"Better than nothing. Zhuang Yan was not disappointed, his expectations were not high, and now 10,000 yuan is not bad.

Wang Lijian coughed lightly, as if he didn't want to talk about the bonus, but then he said, "I guess you will be very interested in what I want to tell you next." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Wang Lijian said: "Your signing party the day before yesterday was very successful, and the bookstore sent a red envelope, which is your appearance fee. ”

"How much?" Sure enough, Zhuang Yan's interest immediately came up.

Wang Lijian said with a smile: "People's bookstores have made extraordinary moves, directly enveloping 200,000 yuan in red envelopes, and they have also reported taxes to you in advance." ”

Zhuang Yan's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Zhonghua Bookstore is righteous." But then he realized something and said, "No, the books signed and sold this time can't make 200,000 yuan, right, and the bookstore can still post money?"

"People are very shrewd in doing business, and the bookstore means that I hope you will hold a few more signings in the future, of course, in the Zhonghua Bookstore. Speaking of which, Xu Jinjiang also called me to ask me about you, and also asked you what your preferences are and what you like to eat, it seems that he wants you to sign at their house again. Wang Lijian said.

Zhuang Yan said with interest: "I didn't go to the last time he said to eat together, so he asked you, what did you say, do you know what I like to eat?"

I only know that you like money, Wang Lijian slandered, and then said: "If it were someone else, I would have it perfunctory, but Xu Jinjiang is a little different, he has a few friends on it, no way, I can only tell the truth, saying I don't know what you like." ”

Zhuang Yan was not surprised by Wang Lijian's words, after all, Xu Jinjiang is a bookstore owner, with no background, can be the editor-in-chief of the website of the literary and art world? Zhuang Yan said with a smile: "This Boss Xu is hypocritical, I want to know what I like, just ask directly in person, I will definitely say everything." ”

Wang Lijian knew that Zhuang Yan was funny, he said: "Don't care if others are hypocritical or not, you have to hold two signing meetings in Jinling anyway, just do it at his house, you may not be able to use Xu Jinjiang's relationship, but with many friends and multiple roads, you may be able to use it in the future." ”

Hearing Wang Lijian's words, Zhuang Yan suddenly smiled: "Brother Zijian, this kind of utilitarian words don't seem to come out of your mouth. ”

Wang Lijian disagreed, "If the heart is right, you will see righteousness, and if you are not right, you will see profit, all brothers in the four seas, and you should help." ”

Zhuang Yanhe said with a smile: "You cultural people, both positive and negative are what you say. But there is one thing you said wrong, I am not going to do the next signing in Jinling, I want to change cities. ”