"Yang Chuan's song is so good, I don't know what the name of the song is?" Dong Lianhua asked excitedly.

Seeing that Dong Lianhua loves the song "Miss Dong" so much, this is also something that Yang Chuan did not expect before.

He replied with a smile: "Sister Lotus, I wrote this song for you, so it might as well be called "Miss Dong"!" ”

"Miss Dong?!"

Listening to the name of the song, Dong Lianhua had a complicated look on her face.

Dong Lianhua was also young, when she was in school, she was the school flower of the school, attracting countless boys to pursue herself, but all beauties have a common problem, that is, the eyes are above the top, and Dong Lianhua disdains the boys who pursue them.

Until she went to college, the boy who sang songs with a guitar on his back every day walked into her heart, this is Dong Lianhua's first love, she poured all her emotions, but people who engage in art are basically crazy, that boy left without leaving a word in order to pursue the musical ideal in his heart, and since then, Dong Lianhua's first love has also withered and withered in the indefinite waiting.

"Yang Chuan, this song of yours reminds me of many things in my past." Dong Lianhua said with some emotion.

Seeing Dong Lianhua's appearance of being happy, Yang Chuan smiled and comforted: "Sister Lianhua's past affairs, let it pass!" People should look forward, and life also needs to continue to believe that you will live your own wonderful life in the future. ”

Dong Lianhua listened to Yang Chuan's words of comfort to herself, and she didn't know why the slightly immature face in front of her suddenly looked as if she had gone through vicissitudes of life, and the words she said were so profound, and for a moment she felt that her heart was hit hard.

"Thank you, Yang Chuan!"

Not daring to look directly into Yang Chuan's eyes, Dong Lianhua lowered her head and whispered.

Just then, a female secretary knocked on the door and walked in.

"Manager Dong, Han Bing, the champion of the 2nd National New Concept Essay Competition, has arrived."

Dong Lianhua, who came back to her senses, quickly controlled her emotions and said lightly: "Call Han Bing in!" ”

"Yes~!"

The female secretary nodded and quickly walked out.

Yang Chuan's mood was a little complicated when he heard that Han Bing was coming, and he really wanted to meet the famous young writers in the future.

A moment later, a young man with black-rimmed glasses and oblique bangs walked in.

Dong Lianhua glanced at Han Bing and asked expressionlessly, "You are Han Bing?" ”

Han Bing was a little nervous and said, "Yes! ”

At this time, Han Bing was just a high school student, and it is said that this person's test scores were seriously biased, except for the high score in Chinese, the other subjects basically lit up the red light, such a bad result, so he did not take the college entrance examination later.

However, although Han Bing is a little restrained now, Yang Chuan saw the same arrogance in his eyes, which is a kind of arrogance that holds talent and pride, but all literati who have their own talent will have this problem.

Dong Lianhua nodded and said, "Han Bing, I asked you to come today, in addition to signing a contract with you, I also want to introduce someone to you." As she spoke, she pointed to Yang Chuan and introduced: "His name is Yang Chuan, he is the champion of the first National New Concept Essay Competition, if you don't understand anything, you can ask him, I hope you can become a star writer of our company in the future." ”

Han Bing stared at Yang Chuan's face and asked in surprise, "You are Yang Chuan?!" ”

"Huh!" Yang Chuan nodded with a smile and asked, "That's right!" I am Yang Chuan, how do you know me? ”

"Whew~!" Han Bing took a deep breath and said: "Of course I know you, I have seen that your entry "Peach Blossom Spring Festival", which won the first National New Concept Essay Competition, was very well written, and it is said that the novel "Phantom City" you wrote later was very famous. ”

Although Han Bing said that the works he wrote were very good, Yang Chuan saw a trace of disapproval in his eyes, but it is not surprising that since ancient times, there was no first place in literature and no second in martial arts, and everyone looked down on anyone among literati.

Yang Chuan chuckled and said, "Hehe! Han Bing, I have also read your entry "Peep in the Cup". To tell you the truth, you are indeed very talented, and the article "A Glimpse in a Cup" profoundly exposes the narrowness and selfishness of human nature. ”

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, the article "Peep in a Cup" is just my improvisation."

Hearing Yang Chuan's words of praise, Han Bing replied with a somewhat arrogant face.

"By the way, are you writing a novel?" Suddenly, Yang Chuan asked.

Although Han Bing didn't know why Yang Chuan suddenly asked this question, he still replied, "Yes! The name of my novel is "Triple Gate", and this is the manuscript I brought with me, so please read it. ”

After taking the manuscript, Yang Chuan carefully read it and determined that it was Han Bing's famous work "Triple Door" in his previous life, speaking of which, "Triple Door" is Han Bing's first novel, the book reveals the life of a real high school student to readers through the perspective of the teenager Lin Yuxiang, showing the various contradictions and problems of parent-child relationship, teacher-student relationship, and classmate relationship, reflecting students' thinking, confusion and dreams, in a word, this is a rare masterpiece.

Seeing Yang Chuan's expression, Han Bing asked a little proudly, "I don't know what you think of my "Triple Gate"?" ”

In fact, Han Bing began to conceive the novel "Triple Gate" many years ago, and he was very confident in this novel of his own, and he believed that as long as his work could be published, he would definitely be able to beat Yang Chuan's "Phantom City".

Seeing Han Bing's arrogant appearance, Yang Chuan deliberately wanted to slap him and let him know what it meant to respect his seniors.

"Haha!" Yang Chuan laughed and said: "Han Bing, your novel "Triple Gate" is very good, I am a little immersed in it after reading it, although you wrote it very well, but there are still some small problems that have not been dealt with well. ”

When Han Bing heard that Yang Chuan actually questioned the novel he had written, he immediately asked with a blue face, "What's the problem?" ”

Yang Chuan restrained his smile and said slowly: "Your works are too bohemian and full of 'gangster flavor', the protagonist Lin Yuxiang attends a school that emphasizes science and light literature and is deeply oppressed by the education system, but you don't write that spirit of shouting." ”

"Since your novel is a criticism of the current education system, why don't you use more heated rhetoric. The great writer Lu Xun has a good saying, 'Dare to face the bleak life is the real hero', so the language should be sharp and even bitter. ”

In the end, Yang Chuan's face became extremely serious.

When Han Bing heard Yang Chuan's words, his whole body was suddenly struck by lightning, and he only recovered from the shock after the opportunity. He had always felt that his work "Triple Gate" lacked a breath of energy, but now he realized that what was missing in his work was courage.

Although he was dissatisfied with the current education system, he did not have the courage to criticize it directly in words.

Han Bing bowed deeply to Yang Chuan, there was no longer the arrogance in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years, your words make me feel like I have been enlightened and opened." ”

Seeing Han Bing's appearance, the corners of Yang Chuan's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

In fact, when Yang Chuan took the manuscript that Han Bing gave him, he knew that it was only the first draft, which was slightly different from the manuscript published in his previous life, and it was said that Lin Yuxiang, the protagonist of the novel "Triple Gate", was him Han Bing himself.

At this time, Han Bing was just a well-known "gangster", he was uninhibited, and he was unscrupulous. He was not good at studying, but he had a talent for writing, and he was overwhelmed by the education system to write the novel "Triple Gate".

Yang Chuan patted Han Bing's shoulder and said with a smile: "I am optimistic about you if you have a good creation, you can come to me if you have any difficulties." ”

"Thank you! If he and I Han Bing have any success, I will definitely not forget your kindness today. ”

After saying this, Han Bing resolutely turned around and left, without even saying a word of goodbye to Dong Lianhua.

Looking at the back of Han Bing's departure, Yang Chuan had a strong sense of pleasure.

You must know that in his previous life, after Han Bing became famous, he claimed to be the first young writer born in the 80s, and rarely admired other writers of the same age as himself.