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"Nine major items, one hundred and twenty-five small items, Hanhan, how many have you memorized?"

10,000 meters altitude, large passenger aircraft business class.

Lin Yuhan, who was leaning on Shen Zhe's shoulder and closed his eyes to recuperate, shuddered, suddenly raised his head, gritted his silver teeth and asked, "What do you call me?" ”

"Hanhan."

Shen Zhe took a few pieces of paper, pretended to be sad, and said casually.

"It's cold."

"Wouldn't it, the air conditioner be too big?"

Shen Zhe looked around in surprise, put down his things, and was about to get up.

"Pretending to be ...... I said your title was too cold. ”

Lin Yuhan rubbed his arm, as if he really had goosebumps on it.

"Hanhan?"

"Hey, it's so bad."

Lin Yuhan put Shen Zhe in a good posture and continued to lean on to nap, Shen Zhe was also a little sleepy. Yesterday was the last day at home, and I wanted to recuperate and run to a foreign country, but I was suddenly called together again to review a bunch of precautions. Last time, I was with the group, but this time I went abroad as a personal and the troubles made Shen Zhe want to die, and he was busy for almost half a month, and he didn't make the trip until the beginning of August.

The nose smelled the girl's faint fragrance, and his heart was ape for a while, and he began to think of a way to divert his attention.

Not far away sat a gray-haired old couple, the wife also leaned on her husband to sleep, and the old man who looked nearly seventy years old was sitting on his lap, not daring to make too many movements, for fear of waking up his wife, who was very light in sleep.

Shen Zhe suddenly felt that his body was also a little stiff.

The life guide created by Mother and Aunt Huang actually has no substantive meaning. One is that life abroad cannot be imagined alone, and the other is that the lifestyles of the two generations will be very different, but he still spent five minutes memorizing them all.

I also thought about my future life.

In fact, the current Shen Zhe is enough to be satisfied.

If you know that you were a beggar who starved to death in your last life, then are you glad to be a brick mover in this life?

Close your eyes.

I don't want to care about those external things for the time being.

……

Time flies.

The winter of 2004 was a rare harsh winter.

A cold snap seemed to invade the land from all corners of the world at the same time.

Even the southernmost part of the country was covered with scattered snowflakes, and people exclaimed that they had encountered a cold wave that had not been seen in a century.

Zhonghai City, located in the north of China, is covered with snow.

Four parents gathered in front of a map of the world, counting the latitudes with their eyes in their eyes, and beating their chests at the lack of clothes for their children.

At the same time, Shen Zhe and Lin Yuhan were dressed as bears, and they were having fun somewhere in Europe. The high-spirited Shen Zhe kept shouting like a child had just taken a big advantage, and the girl bit her lip for a while, and gritted her teeth for a while.

Two hours later, the two walked into a café and seemed to be arguing and flirting.

Yanjing.

Chen Tai trembled and knocked on the door of a room in the graduate building, saw the Dai "couple" eating hot pot, and scolded the other party for not being righteous.

It's inevitable to talk about roommates in foreign and southern countries.

"Feiyan needless to say, Ah Zhe ran far this time, with his temperament, he must be nesting in the room now and hugging the eyebrows......"

Dai Zhixue sneered: "I smell a sour smell, Ah Zhe said it well, as a handsome person, I can't find my other half for more than two years, and I am also a pseudo-handsome person...... Ha, I guess Ah Zhe is tired of hugging it. ”

Chen Tai immediately looked at Qingqing, the daughter-in-law of the Dai family, and saw that she was busy helping Dai Zhixue to fish for mutton slices, and in a blink of an eye, there was not much left in the pot, so he couldn't complain, scolded again, and robbed with a fork.

"Hell Winter!"

……

The cold winter has chilled everyone's bodies, and it has also chilled the hearts of the literary and artistic circles.

The publishing house went out of business.

Magazines closed one after another.

The bookstore is deserted.

It's as if everything is dormant, waiting for spring to bloom.

The cold winter in the literary and artistic world is not because of the weather, but something more terrible than the weather - the Internet.

In normal times, many people like to make a pot of hot tea in such weather, wrap a quilt, hold their favorite book, and read it in the dark.

Something has changed this year, and it has changed in recent years.

Quietly, more people are willing to stay in front of a screen of ten or twenty inches. As Shen Zhe has experienced, when the Internet era has completely come, whether it is the publishing industry, the magazine industry, or the news industry...... It is bound to be a big blow.

This virtual world is more suitable for communication, consolation, and even venting.

It just so happened that this year was really cold and unusual.

……

Correspondingly, the online world is like a drop of water falling into boiling oil.

Beard, who was originally a glorious chef, was lucky enough to get acquainted with Shen Zhe, a newly debuted author, because of a joking text interview. What's more fortunate is that Shen Zhe has become a top bestseller in just two years, with thousands of fans. With the right time and place, a chef somehow became one of the Internet entrepreneurs, and quickly developed from an obscure small forum to a well-known literary website.

The earliest Internet wanderers were more knowledgeable and had a relatively sensitive sense of smell.

So, the three founders of the website had a meeting.

A few common points were reached.

"Page advertising should be restricted, to ensure that the layout is clean and crisp, and to attract traffic with the best browsing experience, anyway, the website is equal to making money for nothing, and you must be content with ......"

"I suggest that the website be renamed Taohua.com, how about it? Although it is more fragrant, who let Shen Da use the only pen name is this, besides, we are reluctant to listen to that peach blossom poem, right? Just make our website a little more worthy of its name! ”

Xiao Si: "Server upgrades are also very important. ”

"Yes, indeed."

There are many problems that have been leaked during the development of the website.

In the end, Hu Zizheng said: "The biggest problem is electronic reading, and the newly promulgated electronic copyright management measures of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles also seem to be in the exploration stage, but we can go ahead." Shen Da rarely talked to us, but once provided us with a classic novel for free, and the initial attraction to the site was largely due to this novel. In addition, we have also established a good foundation for cooperation with oriental culture, and Shen Da's works ......"

……

Oriental Culture Company, Lao Wei, who is 60 years old this year, does not seem to have the slightest idea of retirement.

After more than two years of running-in, this magazine has formed a set of operating mechanisms.

President Zhong Li - Although he prefers the title of editor-in-chief, when he went to the United States last year to discuss the global publication of "The Little Prince", he was still forced by Shen Zhe to take the title of president.

Naturally, the editor-in-chief fell on Lao Wei.

One of them is responsible for the overall operation of the company, and the other is responsible for the operation of the editorial department.

Su and Lin, as executive editors, presided over the topic selection.

The art design team led by Fan Wenwen is responsible for the posters, covers, illustrations, etc., and the little girl is busy all day long.

The Big Five manage a dozen new editors.

In the next two years, with the rich experience of these editors and the accumulation of resources in their hands, three or two editors-in-chief were promoted, and "Oriental" immediately became a magazine that entered a mature period.

As for the boss Shen Zhe......

However, this year's magazine circulation has also fallen sharply.

The reason is nothing more than that the author of the house interrupted his creation, and nearly 2 million copies were directly dropped in the current issue, and the remaining readers either habitually bought it, or other content was also very appetizing. 【△網】Cultivating new star authors, the results are also passable, and some people have already stood out. Everyone began to believe that there is also a genius in the literary world, and Shen Zhe is a living example, others paid a few years to get the chest badge of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and he became famous with one book and became a best-selling king in two years. If calculated in detail, the economic benefits he personally created are enough to top the output value of a medium-sized company, which is staggering.

Another reason is the impact of the Internet outbreak.

In fact, it's not just the circulation of Orient that is declining, but print publications around the world are entering a cold winter almost at the same time.

In Zhongli's president's office, there is a columnar sales table.

3 million places are marked with red lines.

Now, there are still more than 800,000 yuan from this red line, and Shen Zhe has not appeared in a magazine for more than half a year.

The situation seems to be not bad.

At this time, the two main operators of the company are also discussing the development prospects.

"The future of film and television adaptation is uncertain, and Dream Theater seems to be a temporary entrustment, and although the performance is hot, the revenue prospect is too small, and the majority is still in the ...... of magazine and book publishing."

Zhongli thought thoughtfully: "Old Wei, do you still remember that "First Close Contact"? ”

Lao Wei smiled: "Of course I remember, it seems that it was first published for free on the Internet?" ”

"Well, that's what I'm going to say, it's a good book, it's a shame that it's free to start first, especially on the internet. Later, I once asked Xiao Zhe separately what he thought, and I forgot what else he said, there is a sentence I remember very clearly. ”

Lao Wei was curious: "What words?" ”

Zhongli's face was strange, and he said slowly: "The spark of the stars can start a prairie fire." ”

"What do you mean?" Lao Wei frowned and asked.

"When I asked him why he said it on the Internet, I didn't really understand it, but now I seem to understand it."

Lao Wei was very curious: "Let's talk about it." ”

Zhongli looked out the window and said in an uncertain tone: "It seems to be talking about the Internet." ”

"Network?"

"I think it's because computers have been around for a long time, and they didn't get noticed at first, and I remember that someone first concluded that there were only five computers in the world. However, the Internet was a new thing a few years ago, just like the so-called spark, but in just two or three years, it has given us a slap in the face in the publishing industry. ”

Lao Wei thought for a while and asked, "You mean piracy?" ”

"No, it should be a post, for us, a reader's post."

Lao Wei: "Strictly speaking, this kind of thing is also piracy, but it is more troublesome to manage." ”

"It's not a problem, it's just that there's no way to do it."

"Why, we have copyright law and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, otherwise what's the point?"

Zhongli shook his head: "I think that's why Xiao Zhe said that, Lao Wei, do you know how many netizens there are in China now?" Without waiting for Lao Wei to ask again, he continued: "At the end of last year, it exceeded 100 million, this year it is nearly 250 million, will it be 500 million next year, and will it be online for all people in a few years?" You know, we Chinese people are not short of money, and computers are not high-end consumer goods. ”

Lao Wei was surprised: "Is this possible?" ”

"The Federation of Literary and Art Circles can manage pirate units, expand its rights, and crack down on pirated websites, how to deal with posts? If the whole people read e-books, the posts will definitely not be avoidable, and the management cost ......"

"Astronomical, impossible task!"

"The Federation of Literary and Art Circles is still qualified to perform its functions, and the recently introduced electronic reading management measures are to deal with online reading."

Lao Wei suddenly said: "Xiao Zhe has already seen today's situation? ”

"I don't know." Zhongli looked questioning and said slowly: "If he can really see so far, then in addition to being a genius author, he is still a business genius?" Not knowing what funny things he remembered, he laughed again.

"No, he's too lazy in other ways."

Lao Wei couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Yes, the talent is in writing." ”

After a while, Lao Wei said: "So, we are going to choose a website to cooperate?" ”

Zhongli looked at his watch: "It should be almost midnight over there now, call him tomorrow to ask for his opinion, why do I think this guy is very far-sighted?" ”

"Haha."

In fact, these two people looked up to Shen Zhe.

If you want to say that computers have entered thousands of households, Shen Zhe is naturally 100% sure that he will have an impact on paper literature, and he also knows it. However, the e-reading of that era almost refers to online literature, which is not quite in line with the current situation in China today, and the definition and understanding are not small.

At this time, it was 11:10 p.m. Paris time.

This is a high-end apartment with 15 floors, which is the "love nest" of two young people.

Lin Yuhan didn't come out in the bathroom for a long time.

Shen Zhe and the others were so anxious that they couldn't help but knock on the door.

"Haven't you finished washing yet?"

"Ah, you go to sleep first...... I...... I'm going to wash my clothes. Lin Yuhan hid inside, his bathrobe was neatly dressed, and he looked hesitant and a little annoyed.

"Good, come out, I'm going to take a back bath!"

“……”

"Oh, you go to sleep first!"

Shen Zhe said helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm tired of skiing today......"

"Talking counts?"

"Give me an example of what I don't mean to you, let me hear it, can you?"

"Not too much!"

After pestering for a long time, the headlights in the room went out for the past twenty minutes.

“…… You're lying to me again! ”

“……”

"Hey, I said you're too unspoken, huh, dead button?"

……

Evening.

In a comprehensive bookstore in Paris, Shen Zhe browsed a wide range of books at random.

The types of books here are very different from those in China.

The largest categories are management, science fiction, and various fashion magazines.

Science fiction literature is the pride of France in this time and space, and natural authors are gathered, and these fashion publications and their atmosphere promote each other, which is also the reason why Lin Yuhan chose to study here.

Suddenly seeing a familiar cover, Shen Zhe walked over.

The French version of "The Little Prince".

I walked over and picked up the top book, and at the current level of French, it was not too difficult to read, but it was not very standard to speak.

"You're from Huaxia?"

I had just turned two pages when a voice suddenly sounded in my ears, French.

Shen Zhe frowned slightly, the stranger did not add respect before speaking, and he was rude. It's not that the French have to say hello to strangers when they see them, otherwise it's a "sign of unculture", he does the same, what's the matter with this person.

Looking back, it was a brown-haired young man.

As for his appearance, Shen Zhe didn't care too much, anyway, they all looked like foreign devils.

Inexplicably comparing the attitudes of Chinese people towards foreigners in the two time and space, not counting in ancient times, the people and officials in the late Qing Dynasty still thought that they were blond and blue-eyed, ugly, but later they felt that they had become handsome guys and beauties, which shows the power of cultural invasion.

"Yes."

"Then do you know Shen?"

Shen Zhe raised his eyebrows, he was surnamed Shen, "Which Shen?" ”

"That's Shen!" The brown-haired young man explained, his eyes lit up when he saw the book in Shen Zhe's hand, and he pointed: "It's Shen who wrote "The Little Prince". ”

Looking for me?

When did I make friends abroad, I don't admit it.

"I know, we have been classmates, but our character is too poor, and we don't communicate much." Shen Zhe casually broke it down.

Unexpectedly, the brown-haired young man's attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn.

"Haha, I guess his character is not very good, and sure enough, I guessed it!"

Shen Zhe said "I'm sorry" in his heart, and he said that his character was not good, and he was said to his face that he was still a miscellaneous monster, which was not pleasant.

The miscellaneous monster came again and said: "You still don't know who I am, haha, if you go to your Huaxia, this is it!" As he spoke, he gave Shen Zhe a thumbs up.

What immodesty!

I have been studying with the Chinese people for so long and I am still half-hanging, and I dare to say anything in my heart, who doesn't say one thing in my mouth and think one thing in my heart? Say anything, silly fork?

"What do you do to call yourself No.1?"

"My name is Bertrand, now you understand, right?"

"I don't know!"

Bertrand's face was incredulous, "You didn't even know me when you came to France?" ”

"I must know you?"

Shen Zhe muttered in his heart, could it be that this product is still a person in France?

Bertrand looked a little angry, looked around, pulled Shen Zhe's sleeve and left.

"Hey, don't move your hands!"

"I didn't move."

Shen Zhe rolled his eyes and said in his heart: Sure enough, he lacks brains.

Bertrand picked up a novel and said, "This is my work, the best book sold in this bookstore, and you don't even know me?" ”

Shen Zhe took a look, "Ship 1001".

He really knows that this book was the second best seller in China last year, and he also read it once, a very good space science fiction.

"So you wrote it."

"French people who don't know my name, you will be laughed at if you communicate with others like this!"

Shen Zhe couldn't cry or laugh, no matter how high the author's status is, he can't reach this level, right?

"You're not bad, to tell the truth, only Tang is okay in your Huaxia, and the other authors are far from perfect. I was supposed to get your highest literary award, and I was about to get it, but Shen came out halfway, so his character is not good! ”

What does character mean?

Shen Zhehu looked at Bertrand suspiciously, to see if he was the real two, or because of the communication barrier.

"It just so happens that you are his classmate, help me tell him that one day in the future, I will go to Huaxia!"

Nerve!

"Please, as far as I know, he doesn't write science fiction."

"That's okay......"

I don't know why this kid has so many grievances, it seems that he still has to pull Shen Zhe to talk at length, if he can understand that "The Little Prince" that once defeated his work was written by a French from another world, it is estimated that he will be even more angry.

Shen Zhe's phone rang at the right time, just taking the opportunity to stay away from the goods.

I thought it was Lin Yuhan calling after class, but when I saw that the number was a transnational call.

Don't look for trouble, life is easy.

To hell with the company, by the way, I also have a cultural company!

Put through.

Greetings, and after listening to Zhongli's call, Shen Zhe smiled.

"Books are man's best friend, rest assured, the future will be better!"

Zhongli: "......"

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(Speechless, I wrote until half past three today, starting at eight o'clock, dizzy and embarrassed) (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.