Chapter Twenty-Eight: New Novels Serialized

"Well... When I didn't say anything..."

August people think it's a little incredible, but after thinking about it, maybe Zheng Long's Jianfu Province is indeed relatively closed to the sea market, and many students are not very interested in these fledgling independent enrollments

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"Have you ever thought about what to do in the future? Your talent is so good, haven't you thought about continuing on the path of literature? ”

Zheng Long blurted out almost without thinking:

"Yes, I'm writing a long story right now..."

"Ahh What kind of subject, how many words have you written? ”

Zheng Long said casually while drinking Blue Mountain coffee:

"I've been serialized on the Banyan Tree website for forty or fifty thousand words... The name is "Phantom City". ”

"What?"

August almost sprayed the coffee in his mouth on Zheng Long's face, and quickly apologized.

"You wrote "Phantom City" under the banyan tree?"

"yes, what's the problem?"

"No... Nothing was a problem..."

August Man slapped his head hard and said:

"Why am I so stupid, I didn't think that "Phantom City" was written by you! In fact, the writing is very similar! Let me tell you, I've finished reading your "Phantom City" on the Internet, and I think it's better than "What if."

Tomorrow Without the Sun is much better! Do you have an outline for Phantom City? Can you show me now..."

Zheng Long looked a little embarrassed:

"Uh... I did write an outline, but I wrote it in a notebook, and I kept it in the hotel..."

"Okay, good, no hurry, no hurry. As long as you show me when the sea is listed... Where else did you publish this novel? Do you want to put it in our "Sprout" magazine? ”

"It's not published in any other magazine, only under the banyan tree... Didn't someone come to me before and say they wanted to publish a book for me... Oh, it's the Golden City Publishing House..."

The August Man smiled:

"Now you know they're unreliable."

Zheng Long nodded:

"Well, so I think I still have to be very careful about choosing who to work with before I make a name for myself, after all, there are so many unreliable companies like this!"

"yes, I think so, there are too few as reliable as our "Sprout" magazine... In this case, you can put it in our journal first and see how readers react. I believe in negatives

Sister Hu Future, who is in charge of the magazine, will also be very happy, after all, she is worried that the serialization of this magazine is not a day or two! ”

Zheng Long nodded again and said:

"I'm not worried at all about the serialization of "Bud", I'm very happy to be able to cooperate with the magazine, after all, the last time "Bud" was also the dream of our generation! I just don't know how the manuscript fee will be calculated..."

August froze for a moment, but soon came back to his senses:

"You're really anxious! However, we will definitely give you the highest manuscript fee, after all, from my experience, the novel "Phantom City" has no possibility of failure at all! No matter from the perspective of plot or character creation, there should be no middle and high school students who can reach your level, or even college students! ”

Zheng Long hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"You've lifted, you've lifted!"

"Not really! But from being able to control such a magical story, and being able to write the emotions in it so real, I really don't know how your brain grows! Do you usually have good grades? ”

Zheng Long scratched his head a little embarrassed and said:

"Uh... It's not too good..."

"Well, I knew... But it's nothing, there are a few famous juvenile writers who are now good grades... If the grades are not good, the article is well written, isn't it good! Ha ha! ”

Zheng Long had no choice but to smile awkwardly.

"Then it's decided, your new novel must be published in our magazine, I think Sister Hu should be very happy!"

Zheng Long nodded...

Separated from the café with August, Zheng Long proposed that he wanted to go to the sea market alone, and Augustine had to go back to the editorial office to deal with the manuscript and talk to Hu Future about the serialization of Zheng Long's "Phantom City".

So they parted at the door of the café.

In August, the August people told Zheng Long to find an Internet café to log on to the website under the banyan tree, and quickly delete all the serialized words on it, so as to reduce the impact on the magazine's sales. Zheng Long agreed to come down.

The night was deep, and the entire sea market was immersed in a strong summer mood, and occasionally the sound of cicadas was faintly heard. The cool breeze was blowing, and the old man who was enjoying the shade on the side of the road moved his chair out of the street, showing a lazy look

Appearance.

Zheng Long is used to such scenes.

Think about yourself after being reborn into this world in 2001, although you haven't made a lot of money, many things have been laid out, and you have met many new friends, which is completely impossible from the previous life

The people I came into contact with were in a dream.

He suddenly felt a little emotional...

Isn't life like a dream? The lives of those magnificent people are really unimaginable for little people like themselves.

Or, maybe I lived in a nest in my last life and felt that I had nothing to love, after all, it was because I had no ability and no ability to control my own destiny.

Why do so many people like to be reborn and like YY to be reborn by themselves, don't they just hope that they can control their own destiny and create a better future with their own hands. Walking and walking, Zheng Long thought

picked up a poem that was very popular in his later life.

"In the Mirror"

Just think of the things you regret in your life

The plum blossoms fell

Like watching her swim to the other side of the river

For example, climb a pine ladder

Dangerous things are beautiful

It's better to see her return on horseback

Warm cheeks

Shy. Bowing his head, he replied to the emperor

A mirror awaits her forever

Let her sit in the same place where she usually sits in the mirror

Looking out the window, just think of the things you regret in your life

Plum blossoms fell all over Nanshan

The name of the poet is Zhang Zao, a poet who was very popular in the eighties of the last century, and then moved to Germany, worked as a teacher at a university, and only lived to be 48 years old when he got cancer and died.

Zheng Long likes this poem very much, because whenever he sings this poem, Zheng Long's eyes will appear in front of the poet's life, and it can be said that every scene of that life floats in front of his eyes like a slide

Appear... The poet's life is extremely lonely, and Zheng Long at this moment, in a foreign land, can't help but feel a sense of loneliness.

Walking alone on the streets of the sea market in the summer, what does the prosperity of this world have to do with you?

Zheng Long even felt a hint of coolness, so he walked in the direction of the hotel. It took me a long time to get there, and I asked for directions several times during the process. In 2001, there was still not much resistance to asking for directions on the road, after all, scammers were not so rampant at that time, and smartphones had not yet appeared, and most people intelligently relied on asking for directions to find their way.

After finding the hotel, Zheng Long swiped the room card, and the room opened with a bang.

There was already a person inside, who was lying on the bed, and when he saw Zheng Long walking in, he said hello timidly.

"Hi... You're also here for the Author Conference? ”