Li Guozheng looked at Song Wanqing in surprise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He really didn't expect that this classmate of his would have such a background, he stammered and said: "You said that the person who took tens of thousands of dollars to invest this time is Song Wanqing?" ”

"You listen to him!"

Song Wanqing glanced at Yu Zheng a little unhappily, and then said: "How can I have so much money myself, in fact, it is my sister-in-law's money, and it is just counted on me......

"Your sister-in-law is really rich......

Li Guozheng was also a little envious when he heard what Song Wanqing said, why didn't he have a sister-in-law who could give him tens of thousands of yuan as pocket money casually.

"Okay, let's calculate the share of the investment later, and then divide the shares, and then we will divide the money according to the shares when we make money......," Yu Zheng said as he parked the car in front of Song Wanqing's house.

Song Wanqing said on the phone before that Song Lao is at home today.

When he came, Yu Zheng also asked Song Wanqing if her grandfather drank alcohol, and after receiving a positive answer, he directly took two bottles of the original puree of the Mizhou County Distillery from his father's private collection and brought them over.

It is certainly impossible to come in a hurry, and it is certainly impossible to prepare a special gift, but it is always inappropriate to come empty-handed.

Entered the house.

"You came to get the letter, and you didn't come to visit me, what kind of gifts do you bring, bring them back later, I don't have anything here......" Song Lao saw that Yu Zheng was still carrying two bottles of wine, so he said a little unhappily.

"A little heart, it's not a precious thing, it's just the puree made by myself in the winery where my dad is ......," Yu Zheng quickly explained.

Hearing Yu Zheng say this, Song Lao's face also leaked a kind expression, and he asked the aunt at home to make tea: "Really? I really haven't drunk it yet...... By the way, let's not talk about it, I heard Xiaoqing say before, you took the third place in the county in the final exam this time? ”

"Yes."

Yu Zheng nodded modestly: "Actually, the blind cat met the dead mouse, and the content of the test is exactly the ...... I have read."

"What a blind cat touches a dead mouse!" To Yu Zheng's answer, Song Lao waved his hand not very satisfied, he said with a smile, "A good test is a good test, there are not so many other reasons, Xiaoqing also said that you have a full score in English, better than her in the test, this is not a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, right...... By the way, have you ever thought about going to any university? Your achievement, even Peking University is very promising. ”

The old man himself was born in Peking University, and he naturally respects his alma mater.

However, Yu Zheng shook his head.

"That's not it, I want to go to the south, and my first choice is Fudan."

"Fudan, ......"

Song Lao's eyes flashed after hearing Yu Zheng's answer, then he glanced at Song Wanqing again, and finally said with a smile: "That's also very good, our Xiaoqing also wants to go to Fudan, her mother was a talented girl in Fudan at the beginning, but it's a pity that ......"

Saying that, Song Lao seemed to remember something regrettable, shook his head, and did not continue.

"Xiaoqing, you go to my room and bring the letter to your classmate, and by the way, bring the letter to me......" After Song Lao finished speaking, he said to Yu Zheng with a smile, "I have been friends with the editor-in-chief of "Harvest" magazine for decades, and I was in Wuqi Cadre School...... Forget it, what are you talking about, you are talking about your book, his opinion of your book is very high, although I did not read your letter, but from his reply to me, they decided to serialize your book in full text. ”

I can be in a magazine of such status as "Harvest".

The full publication of a novel of hundreds of thousands of words is a great honor in the domestic literary circle.

Of course, Yu Zheng also knows that although there is a good relationship between his own copy of "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty", but the role of Song Lao in it will definitely not be less.

"Thank you very much, old man......" Yu Zheng also thanked him again and again.

"No need to ......" Song Lao waved his hand and said kindly, "You don't have to thank me, your writing is the most important thing, and you are still so young, you have a lot to do, I also cherish talents, so I can do a little bit......"

Saying that, Song Lao also said to Yu Zheng seriously: "But you must not be complacent because you can publish a novel, you still have to learn more and make more progress, your "Da Song Ti Criminal Officer" is very well written, but there are still many things that can be improved, I am looking forward to your next book......"

Song Lao also asked curiously.

"By the way, do you have any new creative inspirations?"

Yu Zheng heard Song Lao talk about the next book, he really didn't think about it, he copied "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty" before just for the manuscript fee, and he didn't think too much about other things.

But Yu Zheng's previous tone was to brush up on his good impression in front of Song Lao, so he quickly thought about what he should copy in his next book.

"What I wrote this time, although it is dressed in the skin of a historical novel, and there is also a discussion and spicy satire on the darkness of officialdom, but in fact, the focus of this book is still in reasoning, which is nothing more than a very novel reasoning using forensic science knowledge, so it is better to choose a mystery novel for my second book......

Such a thought quickly flashed through Yu Zheng's mind, and he soon found a suitable book among the books he had read in his mind.

Yu Zheng thought for a while before he said: "I haven't thought about the specifics yet, but I just have an idea, I was a little inspired by watching Agatha's "No One Survives" before, and decided to write a book with a similar structure......"

Agatha Christie is one of the three great masters of the golden age of mystery fiction, and her influence on mystery fiction is comparable to that of Conan Doyle.

Later generations of mystery novelists once lamented.

Whatever new idea they came up with and wanted to write about it, they suddenly realized that Agatha had already been here, and had left behind enough heavyweight works.

is like a mystery novel of the famous Blizzard Villa model in later generations, and its founding ancestor is "No One Survives".

For Agatha Christie, Song Lao naturally knows, and he himself prefers to read mystery novels, and the books of Conan Doyle and Agatha that Song Wanqing read before are actually collected by Song Lao.

Hearing Yu Zheng say that the new book was inspired by "No One Survives", Song Lao was also interested, and just as he wanted to say something, Song Wanqing walked out of Song Lao's study with a package and two letters that were not too big.

She directly handed one of the ones that had been opened to Song Lao's hand, and the other one that had not been opened was handed to Yu Zheng.

"Look at what is written in the letter!"

Song Wanqing's expression was even more anxious than Yu Zheng's.