The day after the best-selling awards.

【Best-selling Award Flower Fallen Leaves Liangchen Teacher!】

[The rise of newcomers, Ye Liangchen won the best-selling award!]

[Accept the award on your behalf, and your identity becomes a mystery!]

[A real master, tell you about those people in the literary world who won the award but did not receive it]

[Ye Liangchen, a real literati, is not burdened by fame!]

All major newspapers reported on yesterday's grand occasion. Huzhou Channel also broadcast the whole award ceremony live!

[Blessed are the readers!]

[Just won the award and issued a new book, Ye Liangchen swelled?]

[Zhang Can Ye Liangchen, the king of new books against kings!]

[Ye Liangchen may leave Xingyue!]

[Artists under his name are not allowed to surpass themselves, Zhang Can actually said such things at the awards ceremony!]

[Zhang Can rubs the heat!]

[Wu Xiaoice was slapped in the face]

Most of the newspapers were the news that Ye Liangchen won the award at the award ceremony. As for the Internet, there is everything, but the most is sold together with the two new books of Xingyue. For a while, all kinds of speculations flew around the Internet. People can't help but admire the brain replenishment ability of netizens.

Among them, there are even people who speculate whether Yu Yue'er will be Ye Liangchen.

(Yu Yue'er, who can't write anything, "What?")

In this way, the names Zhang Can and Ye Liangchen quickly appeared on the topic search list.

At the same time, Wu Xiaoice was not spared.

However, she still has a lot of fans, especially since she claims to create an image comparable to the pink rabbit, so there will be no negative comments.

"Congratulations!"

"I just want to say that it is well deserved!"

"I always thought that this book was not suitable for children, but my son laughed, and the child said, what is written on this book is bragging, but they all know it, the name is it, how can they learn it if they know it?"

"I'm curious, who is Ye Liangchen!"

"It's really enough to be low-key, and another one who doesn't receive the award!"

"I have completely inherited the low-key of Mr. Yayan!"

"I think it's very good, literati are literati after all, not stars!"

"I also like Ye Liangchen's work. ”

"There are a lot of big guys on the video. ”

"As soon as Ye Liangchen didn't come, many people were disappointed!"

"That's right, watching the live broadcast just wants to see what Boss Ye Liangchen looks like!"

"Yes, I think Boss Ye Liangchen must be a handsome guy. ”

"Why? It's strange, a writer with such skills, I think he should be not young, why do many people think Ye Liangchen is a handsome guy?"

"How fast is Boss Ye Liangchen writing books, he is older, he shouldn't have this physical strength, right?"

"Also, there are also Ye Liangchen's ideas, which are really imaginative, and the work is also in this style. I don't think it's very old, it's more than thirty years old. ”

"I'm thirty years old!"

"No matter how old you are, it's too mysterious, I'm so curious!"

"Why are there so many authors who hide their identities now? Where does this tradition come from!"

"From the whisper!"

……

Xingyue Press.

Qi Qing said, "Ye Liangchen and Zhang Can are both station directors, and he must be in a hurry about this matter! What is the use of us being in a hurry, and we can't write about it." Besides, didn't he say it will be sent next week? Today is only Monday!"

Lin Feng sneered, "Do you have a ...... in your brain?" Brains. You don't have to typeset it, you don't have to print books, you really think it's all his creative time for a week, and he only has three days at most to write. ”

"What?" Qi Qing was also a little anxious, he was not a brainless person, he could be called the special assistant to the director, he had his own wisdom. Zhang Can's work during this period of time, he knew it, so he also knew that Zhang Can didn't have a manuscript in his hand at all, and he just wanted to write it on a whim!

The sorrowful became two.

"I think that Zhang Can is not such an untargeted person, he can say this, just no problem. Qi Qing thought for a while and said.

Lin Feng stopped pacing, turned his head and said, "Ask him how he wrote." ”

"Okay," Qi Qing nodded.

As soon as he took out the phone, he looked up again and said, "How many days did you just say?"

"Three days. Lin Feng replied, "That is, on Thursday, you must get the manuscript." You rush him. ”

Qi Qing took out his mobile phone and called.

The person who answered the phone was not what he expected.

"Dongdong, why are you answering the phone? You didn't go to school today?"

On the opposite side came the sound of Dongdong's milky voice,

"My uncle was sick, I didn't go to the last PE class today, so I bought food and came back for him to eat. ”

Qi Qing was anxious, "Dongdong, what's wrong with your uncle?"

"He had a fever, took medicine and was sleeping. "He didn't wake me up in the morning, and I saw that my uncle was sick, and I called the doctor." ”

"Dongdong, you wait, I'll go over now. Qi Qing was in a hurry.

Zhang Can didn't come to work today, they all thought he was writing at home, after all, this is also a common thing, who knows if he will be sick!

"Sick?"

The more urgent it is, the more chaotic things become, Lin Feng picked up his phone.

"I'll go with you to see. ”

……

When Qi Qing and Lin Feng arrived at Zhang Can's house, it was already night.

"How?"

"Stop. ”

After arriving, Zhang Can was lying on the writing table, typing with a notebook.

Zhang Can stopped and smiled bitterly.

"Why are you sick. Qi Qing asked worriedly.

Because Zhang Can's health has always been very good, and he rarely gets sick, but this time he is sick, it is a little dangerous.

Yesterday afternoon, when he came back from the award ceremony, Zhang Can began to create those two films, Zhang Can wrote a rule, at the beginning it was fast, but later, faster, faster and faster.

Zhang Can said with a wry smile, "Yesterday, I had some ideas in my head, and I wrote thousands of words. Then he got into the state and wrote 10,000 words at night. Who knew that the characters inside began to drag me along, up to the sky and into the earth, vertical and horizontal, until I was so tired that I was out of breath. Last night I felt nauseous and weak in my limbs before I put down my pen. Then I found out that I had a fever. ”

Zhang Can is estimated to be still in a state of creation, and he has a bunch of adjectives to describe his sudden fever.

"How about taking the medicine now?" Qi Qing looked at his flushed cheeks, always feeling that this would not work.

"Have I taken any medicine?" Zhang Can was stunned, and he couldn't react.

"Don't write it yet, take a break. Qi Qing persuaded.

It's like this, what else are you writing!

"That's right," Lin Feng no longer looked anxious in the office, and then persuaded, "The body is the capital, and if you can't finish writing, you can ...... Just postpone it. ”

This matter can only be opened by opening the skylight. Although Lin Feng was worried, he couldn't take care of Zhang Can's body in vain.

Zhang Canqiang said, "You guys think too much, I have a way." ”