The ......girl's face turned even redder, and she didn't know what was going on in her little head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you want this booklet?" Yan Buwen handed over the booklet in his hand.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Sir, can you sell it to me?" I'll give you my dime. ”

The boss laughed when he heard it: "Little sister, this is a printed version, and it is selling very well today, this booklet will cost five dimes, and you will pay a dime, and it is almost the same to buy a cover." ”

The girl was a little flustered: "Ah, so many, but I only have ......"

Yan Buwen stuffed the booklet to her: "I borrowed this book from you." ”

"Borrow?" The girl wondered, and then rubbed her fingers over the cover of the booklet, and couldn't put it down, but she really didn't have enough money with her today, so she could only borrow it if she wanted to, "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely pay you back after I copy it." ”

"Don't worry, are you a student? Don't have a class today? Yan Buwen asked, he once remembered that Ruan Lingyu had gone to school, but he didn't know which school it was.

The girl said: "It's Shangwen Girls' School over there, now it's class time, I ran out to buy this booklet, but the teacher only gave me half an hour, and I have to rush back." ”

Yan Buwen said: "Then I'll give you a section, it just so happens that I'm fine in the morning." ”

The girl said, "Thank you, sir." ”

"My name is Ruan Yuying, what about you, sir?" Ruan Lingyu has not changed her name yet, she is still called Ruan Yuying, although it is very earthy, but it is much better than Ruan Fenggen.

"My name is Yan Buwen." Yan didn't hear it.

"You just don't hear it, Mr. Yan!" Ruan Lingyu exclaimed loudly.

His eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Buwen in disbelief, as if he was looking at an alien.

"The author of "Farewell to Kangqiao" above is also Mr. Yan, is that you?" Ruan Lingyu looked at Yan Buwen carefully, and the impression of Yan Buwen should be a young talent wearing thick-rimmed round glasses and a cyan or white robe, which was a little different from the person in a suit in front of him now.

"Isn't it like?"

"Like, sir, can you sign my name?" Ruan Lingyu took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and then took out a well-packaged fountain pen, her fingers trembling a little with excitement.

Yan Buwen walked to the side, put the handkerchief flat on a stone bench, a white handkerchief, embroidered with an orchid, Yan Buwen pointed to the upper right corner, and asked, "Is it okay to sign here?" ”

Ruan Lingyu's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and Yan Buwen signed her name in the upper right corner with a pen, with beautiful handwriting, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.

Ruan Lingyu couldn't wait to pick up the handkerchief, Yan Buwen hurriedly stopped Ruan Lingyu's behavior, now the ink is not dry, rashly pick it up, the ink will be reflected in the other places of the handkerchief, it will be a little dirty, the handkerchief was left to dry for a while, Yan Buwen handed the handkerchief to Ruan Lingyu.

Ruan Lingyu folded it and put it in her pocket as if she had found it, and then said with a smile: "We have been guessing what you look like?" Some classmates always say that you are an old man in your forties and fifties, who specializes in writing this kind of poetry and deceiving little girls, and some people say that you must be very ugly, or very fat, and now it seems that you ......"

Yan Buwen asked, "How does it look now?" Isn't it the same as your classmates said? ”

Ruan Lingyu's eyes rolled, then she put her hands behind her back, turned around a small circle, the corners of her mouth curved, and her silver teeth were exposed: "I won't tell you." ”

Yan Buwen sent Ruan Lingyu to the door of Shangwen Girls' School, Ruan Lingyu suddenly thought of something before she walked in, and then turned her head to look at Yan Buwen: "Sir, you haven't told me where you live, I'll send it to you after I finish copying this booklet." ”

"Xinglong Newspaper, No. 131 Tianxiang Road."

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Before getting off work in the evening, the winter melon has been sent over the sample issue to be issued on Sunday, and this Friday, the novel on the "Dajiang Daily" will be taken off the shelves to make way for "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", and two pages have been booked, a total of 10,000 words, and a special painter has been found to paint a picture, on which a little girl riding a green donkey, with a short sword hanging from her waist, and the background in the distance is Shaomuro Mountain, which is also the first half of the first chapter.

And there is also an introduction to the characters in the column next to it.,It's also written together with Yan Buwen.,Otherwise, there are so many characters in the first chapter.,Wouldn't it be confusing to make people confused.。

Yan Buwen glanced at it and felt that there was no big problem, so Donggua was ready to take the newspaper to the editors in charge of the novel section below, and these editors confirmed that there was no problem, so they gave it to the printing editor, and when the time came, each editor gave him the content of this column, and it could be officially printed.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Cao Yuanan set up a dinner party in Emeichun, invited Yan Buwen and all the staff of Xinglong Newspaper to come over, except for a few people who had something to do temporarily, everyone else went, Yan Buwen also went home, told Xiao Rong about the evening, so that she didn't have to prepare her own meals, and called Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen, don't come back for dinner tonight.

After changing her clothes, she was about to go out without hearing it, Xiao Rong came out and said, "Is it with that Cao Yuanan?" ”

"Yes, today's newspaper meeting."

Suddenly, Xiao Rong took off the apron on her body and said, "I'll go with you, Cao Yuan'an is too bad." ”

Yan Buwen stopped Xiao Rong: "No need, you have to leave, what will they eat when they come back, besides, you are afraid that Cao Yuan'an will not be able to eat me." ”

It turned out that Cao Yuan'an had come to Mr. Chen's residence a few times, and Xiao Rong still thought that this person was good, but yesterday he gave a little credit for the creation of Yan Buwen's poem to his nephew, so that his nephew also followed a little light, which made Xiao Rong uncomfortable, it was his uncle's uncle's, why did he add that sentence at the end, and this poem would not be the same without Cao Lingyuan.

Yan Buwen went out and went to Emeichun, this Emeichun is also a better restaurant in this area, and the amount of food is affordable, many people are willing to come to this place to eat, before Li Yuankang also wanted to invite Yan Buwen to come to this house, it can be seen that he really wants to apologize, but Yan Buwen has rules for doing things, and he will not be merciful to deal with villains.

"If you don't hear it, sit down." Cao Yuan'an looked at Yan Buwen cordially, and then pulled Yan Buwen to be next to him, a table of wine banquet, a total of more than a dozen people, plus the printing department and Lao Zhang at the door, and a few people who had something to do didn't come, it was not easy to sit down to ten.

These people all know each other, and it is the first time that they sit together to eat, and everyone does not need to be introduced, and they get to the point after a few words of greeting each other.

Sitting next to Cao Yuan'an was Xiao Chen, Chen Kang, a colleague in the editorial department, and also Cao Yuan'an's confidant, Chen Kang stood up with a wine glass and said to everyone: "Today's meal, we are still stained with Mr. Yan's light, "Dajiang Daily" yesterday's circulation has broken 4,000 copies, and today's reprinting, the small poetry album has also sold 1,000 copies, it is really remarkable, just rely on a poem by Mr. Yan." Okay, I'll give Mr. Yan a glass first. ”

Chen Kang didn't wait for Yan Buwen to make a move, and poured the wine in front of him, this wine was a little worse than the rice wine that Yan Buwen's father-in-law had treasured for ten years, the fragrance was not pure, it was the same as adding flavor, Yan Buwen shirked it a few times, made a face, and then took a sip, which frightened Chen Kang on the spot. In the Republic of China, liquor has not yet become popular, and the best-selling rice wine is only a dozen degrees, Yan Buwen is used to drinking liquor in his previous life, and this rice wine naturally does not take it to heart, but Chen Kang is different, he is just a pen stick, such a glass of wine really doesn't have much ability to drink, originally just wanted to take a sip and put it down, but now he can only take a sip and stuffy, and the spicy tears almost flow out.

This Chen Kang also pretended to be garlic after drinking: "Mr. Yan has a good amount of wine, I am ugly." ”

After Chen Kang finished drinking, Mr. Wang, the editor-in-chief of the novel column, Wang Liangting raised his glass, stood up and said: "Not only that, Mr. Yan's poems are not only written well, but the novels are even more wonderful, Mr. Yan's masterpiece "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" will be published soon, and the circulation may rise to more than 5,000 at that time, which is many times better than the novels we have published before, which is really admirable." ”

Wang Liangting gave a thumbs up, but the performance was too bad, Yan Buwen only glanced at it, and saw the resentment in Wang Liangting's eyes, this series of praise was also said through gritted teeth, and the publication of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" may have damaged his interests. Yan Buwen arched his hand and took a sip of the wine in the cup, and then Cao Yuanan smiled and poured it for Yan Buwen.

Wang Liangting thought for a long time of cynicism in his heart, and before he could say the words of praise and disparagement, Yan Buwen drank it directly, Wang Liangting had no choice but to give up and drink the wine in the cup.

"It's amazing, it's amazing." Everyone else at the table also stood up and saluted Yan Buwen, and Yan Buwen drank it around.

"Mr. Yan has a good amount of alcohol, I really can't see it." The others looked at Yan Buwen's wine in horror, this kind of wine is known as the most spicy and difficult to drink, but Yan Buwen drank it like no one, enough to stagger, chatting, so uncomfortable. But the others were not so comfortable, and after a sip of wine, they were a little sick to their stomachs, and then they stopped taking a break, refusing to drink anymore for the time being.

Yan Buwen looked at these people in front of him with a smile, he didn't have much alcohol and wanted to embarrass him on the wine table, so Yan Buwen stood up and said to Chen Kang first: "I'm new here, I don't have much experience, and I will ask Mr. Chen to take care of me in the future." ”

The wine glasses collided, and a glass of wine went down, and Chen Kang was completely frightened, he didn't expect Yan Buwen to come like this, so he could only smile dryly, and drank the second glass of wine hard.

Yan Buwen smiled and saw Chen Kang finish drinking: "Oh, by the way, I would like to thank Mr. Chen for helping me change the introduction of the creative background I wrote before, you must drink this glass of wine." ”

Chen Kang rolled his eyes a little after two glasses of wine, originally thought that drinking a glass of wine would be almost, and then eating vegetables, but he didn't expect Yan Buwen to give him a glass in return, and there was a second cup, so he hurriedly excused himself, his stomach was already a little churning, and the dishes he ate just now seemed to be mixed together.

Yan Buwen sneered: "Then, Mr. Chen doesn't give face?" ”