Xiao Rong looked at her photo and fell into contemplation, silent, the person with excellent temperament and grace on this is really herself? Xiao Rong couldn't believe it, and then stood in front of the mirror and compared it with the person in the photo, and found that it looked quite similar, but this photo was obviously a more beautiful self. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This photo of sitting in a precarious position is quite normal, but in the next few photos, Xiao Rong's face turned red when she looked at it: "Uncle, you are not allowed to look at it." ”

Xiao Rong pushed Yan Buwen away, but with Yan Buwen's eyes, what could he hide from him, isn't it just a little more graceful? It's not a big deal, when the women's *** sports pass next year, it's not uncommon to wear swimsuits and take pictures. Later, Xiao Rong hurriedly put away all the photos, took a cloth bag and put it up, and then looked at Yan Buwen with a smile: "Uncle, show me your photos." ”

Yan Buwen handed over the photos, Yan Buwen had seen these photos, and had to praise the master's photography skills, as soon as the photos were taken, Yan Buwen felt that he was a lot more handsome, there was a kind of historical bonus to handsome, Yan Buwen or held a book in his hand, or looked ahead, like a scholar.

Yan Buwen thought that he was not far behind the four beautiful men of the Republic of China.

Of course, the main thing is that the master shoots well, and in modern times, the master is the photographer. Yan Buwen praised the master, the master smiled and thanked, and then the master said: "This little girl, now is not as good as before, you have to learn to dress up, you see those female students, young women, which one is not dressed up beautifully?" I think you are like a little couple, you haven't passed the door yet, you have to dress up beautifully, otherwise how can you tie this gentleman's heart? Haha......"

The old master smiled beside him, obviously the old master guessed the wrong relationship between Yan Buwen and Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong secretly peeked at Yan Buwen, she liked it, but ......, my uncle was afraid that he didn't like me, and the master's words made Xiao Rong want to refute but also didn't want to refute, some words were like a fish in her throat, very uncomfortable, and my uncle was also like a piece of wood, standing next to him just smiling and not speaking.

The old master felt that he had guessed correctly, so he continued: "When it's time to take wedding photos, come to me and I'll give you a discount, both Western and Chinese." ”

Xiao Rong didn't speak, pulled Yan Buwen and ran out, Yan Buwen turned around and said hello to the master, and followed Xiao Rong.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, Xiao Rong walked in front, and Yan Buwen followed behind.

The street was full of traffic and people, but Xiao Rong felt as if she couldn't hear any sound in her ears, and she was a little dizzy.

Finally, Xiao Rong looked back at Yan Buwen, time seemed to have stopped for a long time at this moment, and Xiao Rong also held her head high and looked at Yan Buwen for a long time.

"Uncle, you give me your photo, put a piece in this cloth bag, so as not to lose it, and you will have to put one in the young lady's room later." After a short period of silence, it was the first thing Xiao Rong said, reaching out to take Yan Buwen's photo, and then put it together with herself.

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The World Book Company Editorial Office is located in a building on the street on Xiangjiang Road in Zhabei Province, and a person came by foreign car early, and the World Book Company is a three-legged existence with the Commercial Press and Zhonghua Book Company, so the editorial office and the printing house are separated, and the head office is in Fuzhou Road, with more than 30 branches.

This person went upstairs directly, and everyone who met him had to shout: "Hello Mr. Xiang." ”

Mr. Xiang came to an office all the time, knocked on the door and entered, and the people inside were very surprised to see Mr. Xiang: "What kind of wind, why did you blow Mr. Xiang, is the manuscript of "Jianghu Heroes" finished?" ”

Mr. Xiang shook his head with a bitter expression: "Is Mr. Shen here?" ”

"Have you gone to Fuzhou Road to see it? If Mr. Shen wasn't there, he would probably have gone to another place. ”

Mr. Xiang sighed, he had already been to the head office on Fuzhou Road before, and Mr. Shen was not there at all: "Forget it, forget it." ”

The people inside saw that Mr. Xiang frowned, and said with a smile: "What can make the well-known Southern Sect Grandmaster unashamed, and Xiang Shuai is worried like this?" ”

Mr. Xiang looked up and said, "Do you have time?" When I went down to have a cup of tea, I said it while drinking, and it was really hard to put into words. ”

The people inside hurriedly came out and said, "You should have had a treat a long time ago, you have made a lot of money during this time, by the way, Mr. Zhang is also here, why don't you invite him along?" ”

"Is Xinyuan here too?" A sparkle appeared in Mr. Xiang's eyes.

"I came here in the morning, I have nothing to do here and read the newspaper, just call him along." This person took Mr. Xiang to a reception room, where a middle-aged man with a very old appearance was looking at the newspaper boringly, and after he reacted to Mr. Xiang, he hurriedly put down the newspaper and stepped forward to shake hands: "Busy man, long time no see, let's go, go down and drink tea." ”

Next to the editorial office is a special teahouse, which also has some recent newspapers for the pastime of the guests, and the tea pouring worker saw that three people came in, and hurriedly stepped forward to welcome: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Xiang, I haven't been here for a long time, hurry up and take a seat, there is a private room above, I will make tea for you, do you want any snacks?" ”

The three people mentioned in Xiaogong's mouth are also ranked according to their status, the first is Xu Weinan, the editor-in-chief of the World Book Company, who is now in charge of the publication of the World Book Company's fiction newspapers, novels and book series, and is also the first batch of old people when Mr. Shen founded the World Book Company, and his status in the World Book Company is also very high.

The second is named Zhang Xinyuan, Mr. Zhang, with the pen name Hate Shui. The year before last, the novel "The History of Chunming" was serialized in the "World Evening News, Luminous" and caused a sensation in the capital, and now it has been more than two years, and it has formed its own readership in the north, which can be said to be the romance master of the northern school. During this time, I came to Shanghai on a business trip, and I also wanted to develop in the south. Because it is not the same type of novel written by Mr. Xiang, the two are also friends, but in fact, the degree of influence is still a little higher than that of Mr. Zhang Xinyuan Zhang.

After all, Mr. Zhang's novels are praised by many school professors, while Mr. Xiang's martial arts novels have a wide audience, but they are all public, and the influence and evaluation of the novels are not as high as Zhang Xinyuan's "The History of Chunming".

So Xiaogong put Mr. Xiang in the third place, Mr. Xiang's pen name "Bu Xiao Sheng", the martial arts master of the southern faction, his real name is Xiang Shuai, and the martial arts master of the northern faction Zhao Huanting forms the overall situation of "South to North Zhao", in fact, Xiang Shuai is much more famous than Zhao Huanting, but there is no one in the northern martial arts, so he can only let Zhao Huanting be on top.

"You came this time, did you see Mr. Shen?" Xu Weinan asked.

Zhang Xinyuan shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I've thought about it, forget it, I'll talk about it in a few years." Now the newspaper sales are okay, and I have to be busy with the idea of a new book during this time, and I don't have time to come to Shanghai, so I have the right to come to Shanghai to relax, and I will go back to Beiping tomorrow, and I can't grab Brother Xiang's market, haha. ”

Zhang Xinyuan and Xiang Shuai are not writing the same type, so they joke casually, now romance, wealthy, house fight, who can write better than him? Unlike martial arts novels, as long as you read it, you think you can write it, and the market is sparse. And Zhang Xinyuan's novel genre Mandarin Duck Butterfly School is also written by many people, but after all, there is no depth of him, and Mr. Xu Zhenya Xu, Mr. Bao Tianxiao Bao, Mr. Zhou Shoujuan, Mr. Li Hanqiu and Mr. Li in the south are more famous Mr. Xu's "Jade Pear Soul" and Mr. Li's "Guangling Tide", but these people are also famous in the south, and the northern market is still dominated by his Zhang Hatshui family.

So this time I came to the south to investigate, read some romance novels in the south, and felt that it was not time to come to Shanghai, and it was estimated that I would come to Shanghai by then, and the northern market would not be able to be saved, so Zhang Xinyuan decided to wait for the northern market to stabilize before coming.

Xu Weinan was pleasantly surprised: "New book, you are going to publish a new book, congratulations, is there a manuscript, let us have a look." ”

Zhang Xinyuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, the name is set, it's called "The Family of Gold Powder", I just wrote the first time, but I still have to change it, I am not satisfied, and I will send it to you after the draft is completed." ”

Xu Weinan slapped his thigh: "Okay, the good name of "The Family of Gold Powder" will inevitably become the top work of Mandarin Duck and Butterfly novels in the future." ”

Zhang Xinyuan said a few modest words to Xu Weinan, and saw Mr. Xiang next to him who was speechless.

Mr. Xiang looked bitter: "Brother Zhang doesn't know, you, I'm not worried, we are not the same type, your readers will not read my books, and I will not necessarily read your books." But I recently had an opponent who made me very distressed......"

Xu Weinan hurriedly said: "Opponent, by the way, this time you came over, I see that you are worried like this, and I haven't asked you what happened."

Zhang Xinyuan said with a smile: "Yes, now the south is dominated by your martial arts novels, and even the northern market has penetrated into it, I think Zhao Huanting can't even reach one-third of you, why are you worried." ”

Zhang Xinyuan is also telling the truth, as long as there is no one who reads martial arts novels who don't know Xiao Sheng, even in the north, there are many people who don't like to watch Zhao Huanting and like to watch Xiao Sheng, Mr. Xiang makes a lot more money than Zhang Xinyuan, if Mr. Xiang is worried, then how can they live?

Mr. Xiang sighed and said: "You don't know, what kind of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" came out recently, published in "Dajiang Daily", it was written by a writer named 'Yongsheng', I have carefully pondered the novels he wrote in the past few days, whether it is from imagination or the overall situation, and the story structure, it is ......."

"What?" Zhang Xinyuan asked, and then asked Xiaogong to bring them three copies of the latest issue of Dajiang Daily, "You mean that the writing is better than yours?" Not really. Martial arts novels are not all this way, who can be familiar with you? ”

Mr. Xiang said: "I can't guess the number of his paths, he is always one ring after another, and people can't stop watching it, which is not the common martial arts novel routine now." ”