Chapter 130 The Poetry Magazine "Green Shoots" Asks for Papers
The next day, Han Sheng, who was more anxious, came over early in the morning, and signed the right to use the song with Gu Yang under the witness of the lawyer.
Of course, the right to use is only the right to use, not the copyright, after signing the contract, Gu Yang can still obtain the copyright interest of the song, but he can't transfer the song to other singers for use.
After a happy conversation in the middle of the night, the relationship between Han Sheng and Gu Yang has become much closer, and they are all commensurate with Brother Han and Brother Gu, and the affectionate others think they are brothers who have forgotten their years.
As for Zhou Xing, he got up as early as five o'clock in the morning to catch up with the announcements from other places in Tianhai City, and he couldn't stop like a spinning top. Although his fame has skyrocketed now, he is not stable, and he needs to rely on non-stop publicity and commercial performances to stabilize his position, and he can also get a lot of remuneration from it, and he is a little busy and tired, all of which are preparing for the future.
After signing the contract, Han Sheng was busy looking for singers to record songs, thinking that he could do the follow-up work of the entire TV series as soon as possible, and put it on the screen in the shortest possible time, completely leaving Gu Yang aside.
Gu Yang didn't care either, and after a rare leisure day for half a day, he called his parents to report peace
Ann, chatted with Han Shenliang about his recent life, completed the interview with an issue of the magazine, and asked Zhang Hengchuan to book a train ticket to Xiangnan, and he also had a comfortable life in the busy.
After a day of rest, he stepped on the train to Changsha, Shonan, to record a special variety show "Xiangshang Every Day" about online writers.
Calculated together, the distance between Tianhai City and Changsha City is indeed a bit long, requiring six to eight hours by car. The time in the car was somewhat boring, so Gu Yang bought a magazine before getting into the car. A person leans on a soft seat and watches slowly to pass the time.
There are not many urban novels in the plot of the encounter with a beautiful woman on the train. There are three big men sitting next to him and across from them, these three people are idle, shouting and fighting landlords, and various accents come out, some from the Northeast, some from Shandong, and there is a refreshing feeling between the rough.
"Ha, two kings, I won!"
One of them, a big man with a thick arm with a flat head, shook the two cards. Saying that he was all gone, Haha laughed.
The passionate voice was as if he had won five million, which made the corners of Gu Yang's mouth curl up on the sidelines.
Most northerners are straightforward and down-to-earth, emotional, and do things like this, Han Sheng is an example, accustomed to being vigorous and resolute, going straight, and not engaging in fancy intestines.
"What's wrong. Dude, are you bored? Why don't you give it a hand? ”
Seeing Gu Yang looking at them, the big man invited with a smile.
Today's teenagers are as tall as 1.75 meters, and their clothes are specially dressed to show maturity. Naturally, the passengers mistook him for an adult.
Gu Yang smiled at him and politely refused.
"Forget it, I'm not a big fan of poker. Just watch, you guys go on. ”
Due to the shaving of a large part of the hair. His whole face was completely renewed, plus the photos were scarce. There are very few opportunities to appear on the screen, and they don't leave enough impression in the hearts of the audience, so it's normal that they are not recognized.
"That's it, let's go on."
The passenger from Shandong smiled innocently, wondering how he felt that this person was a little familiar with him, and always felt that he had met before, so he didn't think much about it, and continued to shout and play cards.
Shaking his head slightly, Gu Yang looked up at the window, the wilderness of spring was a little vibrant, one after another green grass sprouts covered the surroundings, and the blue sky in the distance seemed to be painted slowly by the purest brush, forming a quiet picture, which calmed down the hearts of the viewers.
was quietly watching, letting his thoughts run with the wind outside the car window in this spring, Gu Yang's mobile phone suddenly rang.
He frowned, looked at the number, it was very unfamiliar, I hadn't seen it, hesitated, but it was connected.
"Hey, hello, are you Mr. Gu Yang?"
"Well, I am, who are you?"
Hearing that he had admitted his name, the tone on the other side suddenly became cheerful.
"Hello, I'm Sun Liang, editor-in-chief of the poetry magazine "Qingya", and I'm glad to have the opportunity to meet you."
Editor-in-Chief of Poetry Magazine?
What is he looking for himself?
Gu Yang was puzzled in his heart, and replied, "I'm also very happy to meet you, but does Mr. Sun have anything to do with me?" ”
Because of the presence of strange passengers around him, he didn't want to reveal his true identity, so he specially used the word sir instead of the editor-in-chief.
Sun Liang naturally didn't notice this small detail, and when he heard the young man ask, he hurriedly explained the reason.
"Hello, I learned from the boss of Ma Yima that you have a short poem "Broken Chapter", and another poem "Whisper", our magazine needs these two poems very much, and we all agree that they are very good, so I want to publish these two poems, and I want to ask you for a manuscript, I don't know if you would like to let us publish them in the magazine?"
I see.
He pondered for a few seconds, and said happily: "This is naturally possible, I have admired the name of "Green Shoots" for a long time, and I am very honored that these two songs can be selected. ”
After a pause, he glanced at the people around him, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if you have any time rules for receiving manuscripts?" ”
"Of course, there is no such thing."
Hearing that Gu Yang agreed to their request, Sun Liang's voice was much more relaxed.
"Poets write poems with very high requirements for inspiration, maybe a few good poems can break out in a day, but sometimes, ten days and half a month can't write a good poem, so there is no time limit, just say that Mr. Gu Yang has any haode poems, you can send them to us, we can publish them for you as soon as possible."
"Haode, I see, xiexie answers."
"You're welcome."
After a few words of chat, the two said parting words and disconnected contact.
Putting the phone in his pocket, Gu Yang moved his gaze out the window again, and the eyes in his pupils flickered.
He was originally going to publish some poems from his previous life in the near future, but due to the reason of the network, he didn't find the window, and was about to contact Zhou Taosheng of the publishing company, but unexpectedly, someone automatically came to the door today.
So many poems in the previous life were buried by the wind and dust because of the social form, but in this parallel shijie, the short chapters of poems full of emotions are enough to burst out of the liliang that shocked shijie!
Not only that, but those ancient poems that did not appear a hundred years ago can also explode with even more turbulent power in the context of this culture that has not been broken!
And it all starts with this poetry magazine!
Gu Yang sighed lightly, closed his eyes, and the sound of throwing cards and shouting sounded in his ears, but he couldn't stop the flow of thoughts.
"Forget it, I'm just a layman, even if it's a porter, I have to move it beautifully."
Gu Yang moved his body, put his body in a more comfortable position, and calmed down and pretended to sleep.
The train is still speeding on the tracks, and it doesn't know when it will stop. (To be continued......)