Ji Qinglin and Gu Ziyu have been close friends since high school. Both are top students, both love literature, and were admitted to the Chinese Department of Peking University together.

cold and elegant like Gu Ziyu, like a lonely moon in the middle of the night; The innocent is like Ji Qinglin, like the warm sun in the morning.

In the library of Peking University, two people are common.

Chu Xiao, who was studying at Beijing Film Academy at that time, made a special trip to the Peking University Library to collect wind in order to make a film, so he got acquainted with Gu Ziyu and Ji Qinglin.

Since then, many of the stories about the wind and moon handed down by the two of them have been made up by Chu Xiao.

Today, all three are on their own creative paths.

It's just that Chu Xiao has been isolated.

"You're here for him, aren't you?" Seeing that Chu Xiao had been looking at Gu Ziyu from the corner of his eye, Ji Qinglin walked over and took off Gu Ziyu's headphones with his own hands and said, "Achu is looking for you." ”

Achu is really a familiar but ironic title.

The moment Gu Ziyu looked up, Chu Xiao's breathing gradually slowed down, even if so much time had passed, facing Gu Ziyu, Chu Xiao still panicked.

Ji Qinglin walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "I'll go out for a while, you can talk." Ji Qinglin closed the door intimately.

"Something?"

She replied with a pretense of lightheartedness, "Congratulations to my old friend." Although the award for Chinese literature has not yet been announced, I believe that the gold medal will be yours. I have carefully read each of your books several times, and you have always broken through yourself in terms of creation......

It sounded like flattery, but it was Chu Xiao's heartfelt words.

Gu Ziyu frowned, and he had already guessed Chu Xiao's intention.

"My book, the copyright is not sold."

Straight to the point of refusal, it is his consistent style.

"I know that there are many companies that want to buy the copyright of your novel, and I can get the company to get a satisfactory copyright price."

Chu Xiao's easy-to-use negotiation appearance fell into Gu Ziyu's eyes, which was particularly dazzling.

"I said, don't sell it."

Chu Xiao took a few more steps forward, narrowing the distance between the two, and she tentatively asked, "Is our sincerity not enough?" ”

"Your sincerity ......" Gu Ziyu put down the book, got up slowly, and walked in front of Chu Xiao, "It's useless in the right place." ”

"I know that you were not satisfied with the drama at that time, it was indeed that I did not do a good job, and I apologize to you. But the TV series I participated in later production were of good quality and reputation. As long as you are willing to sell us the film and television rights of the book "Assassination of Love", I guarantee that you will be satisfied with the price. Of course, if you have any other requirements, you can ask for them, and I promise that as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it. ”

After hearing Chu Xiao, Gu Ziyu smiled. Just when Chu Xiao thought he saw hope, he heard him say clearly: "Go out." ”

There is no room for negotiation.

The ceremony was about to begin, Chu Xiao looked at the host on the stage, but his mind was already wandering.

Finally, when it was time for the award ceremony of the Chinese Literature Gold Award, the host invited the guests to the stage.

Ji Qingcheng, a popular flower of the new generation, was dressed in a blue gauze skirt, which was incredibly beautiful, she behaved elegantly, walked on the stage, and received the card with the winning name.

Ji Qingcheng opened the card, and the moment she saw the result, her eyes showed extremely sincere joy, and she impassionedly announced: "The writer who won our gold medal for Chinese literature this year is - speechless!" ”

Gu Ziyu slowly walked up the steps amid thunderous applause, the spotlight hit him, and his handsome face was a little pale. He came to his place under the watchful eye.

Ji Qingcheng handed over the trophy and took the initiative to hug Gu Ziyu.

"Actually, I'm also a fan of yours!" Ji Qingcheng smiled sweetly and held Gu Ziyu's hand, "I hope to cooperate with you if I have the opportunity." ”

"Thank you."

Talented and beautiful, with this gorgeous stage, what a beautiful scene.

"Congratulations to Wu Yan for winning the Gold Award in Chinese Literature!" The host's emotional voice echoed in the grand ceremony, and her warm eyes were full of adoration.

"Your award-winning work "Assassination of Love" has also topped the list on international reading stations, which can be described as a good news! Tell us about your acceptance speech. ”

Gu Ziyu on the stage, his eyes swept over Chu Xiao, and soon looked away, his expression was serious, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said slowly: "In the past, I thought that the trophy symbolized honor, but now I understand that behind honor is vanity and impetuousness. I'm luckier than most writers, but my books aren't the product of luck. It is always after some kind of pain that people can write powerful words. Thanks to the many readers who are willing to spend time browsing, I have the opportunity to stand here. It stands to reason that I should have said that I would work harder in the future to live up to everyone's expectations. But...... Whether we can really write something better is still unknown...... Everything can only be left to time. ”

Chu Xiao looked up at Gu Ziyu on the stage, listening to every word he said, including his pauses and breathing.

This tangled acceptance speech carries the loftiness and humility that literati are accustomed to, but it is more of an unexplained sadness.

What the hell happened to him?

Chu Xiao looked at the familiar and strange people on the stage, and suddenly realized how stupid his actions in the dressing room were. What kind of person is Gu Ziyu, he became a writer for the bright moon in the sky, but not sixpence all over the ground.

The host and Ji Qingcheng congratulated Gu Ziyu again, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

At the end of the awards, the guests and authors walked off the stage one after another.

Sun Xili, who is next to Chu Xiao, is also the executive producer of Guangqi Pictures and is led by Cao Shuanghong. Chu Xiao is even more valued by Cao Shuanghong, so Sun Xili looks at Chu Xiao unpleasantly everywhere, always thinking that one day, when he gets the opportunity, he will press her.

Sun Xili heard about the past between Wuyan and Chu Xiao, and after the end of the show, he came over to show off: "You offended him, this is not a rumor, right?" I am more sure than you are of the copyright of the book. Welcome to come to my group and run errands for me. ”

Chu Xiao ignored Sun Xili, he had already thought about what to do, and as soon as the ceremony was over, he found Ganyu.

Ganyu and Chu Xiao are classmates in college, and they have similar interests, so they naturally become best friends who talk about everything. has entered Guangqi Pictures, Chu Xiao has become the executive producer, and Ganyu has become the literary planner. Every film and television adaptation project that Chu Xiao participated in was completed in partnership with Ganyu. Chu Xiao and Gu Ziyu's old, Gan Yu knew it clearly.

"Is it so ruthless? But it won't be difficult to get along with money, right? ”

"He really doesn't care."

If you are an ordinary writer, no matter how high the literati are, you will be moved by the high price.

But Gu Ziyu is different, the subscription income of his novels has allowed him to achieve financial freedom.

What's more, Gu Ziyu's mother, Gu Hua, is a director of Guwen Group. In the era of print media, Gu Hua was once a writer sought after by everyone in the publishing industry. The Gu family can be described as a scholarly family and a wealthy family.