Sister Chen took her seat, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Mrs. Orange said that it was not too late, they had just sat down and were chatting about Sister Chen's boss.

"Qingning?"

Sister Chen put the bag down, "What's wrong with our boss?" ”

"Knowingly, isn't it?"

Just yesterday's stormy city, other people may not know, Sister Chen can't not know, Mrs. Orange asked, "The big devil really has a boyfriend?" ”

"Have an ex-boyfriend."

When Mrs. Orange's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it, Sister Chen smiled, "Now the two are married." ”

"Hey."

Mrs. Orange's heart fell, "Tease me, I just made up the remnants of the Great Demon King, singing and confessing these vulgar plots." I'll just say that my idol is not such a person. ”

Sister Chen, they touched a glass of wine.

Mrs. Orange asked Sister Chen to talk about the origin of this person, which could make the Great Demon King fall in love.

"It's a good little boy, he just graduated from college last year, and the two of them fell in love when they were in college as a boy, and they got married as soon as they graduated." Sister Chen said that she also found out two months ago, "The two of them are a fairy couple, and they sprinkle dog food in the company every day." ”

The idol is happy, and Mrs. Orange is relieved, "It is worthy of being my idol, and it is decisive to start." ”

Sister Chen said that if Mrs. Orange is interested, she can take a look at today's prime-time public service announcement on Kyoto TV, "That's his idea." Quite talented, very clean, quite a special person. ”

That's all Sister Chen can say.

She really couldn't find too many words to describe Jiang Yang for a while.

Mrs. Orange made a note of it.

Xu Guangzheng said that Jiangyang's talents don't need to watch TV, he will make an appointment for everyone to get together for this matter today, he turned his head to look at the beard, "He has a new work, our publishing house has obtained the copyright, it is a fairy tale, you know, he is not a person in the circle, come over today, I will ask the bearded man to write a preface for us." ”

The bearded man's status in children's books is still quite high, with his generational order, at least the waist cover will not be empty, it is convenient to publicize, and the beard is barely worthy of the grade of this book.

The bearded man put down his glass, "Fairy tales, he wrote a fairy tale?" ”

"84 Charing Cross Street" is a qualified bestseller, but compared to fairy tales, this span is a bit bigger, the bearded man looked at the couple, "You don't want to strike while the iron is hot and hype him up as a genius, do you?" ”

In that case, the bearded man felt that they had miscalculated.

Children's books are not so easy to write, and when parents buy children's books, they will not buy them just because the author is a big demon man.

It's better to write a love story, let someone else polish the pen, and then publish it.

Xu Guangzheng smiled.

He is a good buddy with the bearded man, and he speaks straightforwardly, "Bearded, it's not me who blows, just this manuscript, you can't stack up all the fairy tales you wrote may not be as high as this book." Brother handed over the order to you to give you a chance to leave a name. ”

The bearded man was stunned for a moment.

Liu Tao said: "Old Xu Ling's bull is blowing big, and he will be punished with a cup." ”

They drank one, and Xu Guangzheng said solemnly: "No kidding." These days, our publishing house has advanced all the topics in order to focus on publishing this novel later. This opportunity is something I have won with great difficulty. ”

Of course, a beard is also the most suitable person.

Otherwise, the publishing house plans to find those big writers, well-known writers to write the preface.

Those writers have enough status, but serious literature writes prefaces and recommendations for fairy tales, and it always feels that something is not quite right, as for those traffic, such as writers from afar, forget it.

The bearded man asked Xu Guangzheng to take out the manuscript, "It's the first time I've seen you give such a high evaluation to a book." ”

Xu Guangzheng has already printed it.

He took out the newspaper paper from his bag, which he had revised and printed, and the beginning had been revised, "To all the children of this world, and to the adults (all adults are children at first)." ”

In the author's column, Jiang Yang was written.

Bearded: "Jiang Yang is a pen name?" ”

Sister Chen said yes.

In the previous book, Li Yu was sent directly to Tuitu, and for unnecessary trouble, he wrote an anonymous name. This time it was sent out directly, without so many scruples, and considering that there were too many anonymous authors, Jiang Yang wrote a name easily.

At the same time, it is also separated from the anonymous name of lyrics and composition.

The beard didn't matter, he turned the first page, pinched the second page with his hand, and was ready to turn the page, but after scanning it with a pair of fine eyes, he put down his fingers that were pinching the page.

"Huh?"

The bearded man became serious and returned his gaze to the first line, "When I was six years old, I saw a very beautiful painting in a book—"

Xu Guangzheng chatted with Liu Tao and them for a few words, originally waiting for the evaluation of the beard, who knew that the bearded man was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself. Mrs. Orange was impatient, "Bearded, how about this book, is Lao Xu bragging, why don't you keep quiet?" ”

The bearded man was silent.

Mrs. Orange shook her hand in front of him, and the bearded man came back to his senses.

He didn't speak, and put the manuscript away seriously, "This book-" He smacked it, and he read the fourth chapter, and he hadn't finished reading it, and he couldn't give an accurate evaluation of the book, even so, whether it was the python swallowing the elephant, the lamb in the box, or the asteroid B612, all of which made the bearded man taste a lot of deep meanings in the language and world of fairy tales, "This is a fairy tale, but it's not a fairy tale, if you keep the level of these four chapters-"

He looked up at Xu Guangzheng, "That old Xu said yes, this is a masterpiece, a fairy tale with great literary value." ”

The bearded man has written many fairy tales, and he has this vision.

However, Xu Guangzheng told the bearded, "Where are the first four chapters, and when you see the back, you will know that the praise I just received is not one-fifth of what it deserves, and this book will become a masterpiece!" Masterpiece! ”

Xu Guangzheng tapped his fingers on the table, very determined.

The bearded man did not refute.

This piqued the curiosity of the orange couple, "Is it so powerful?" Bearded, let's take a look. ”

Liu Tao also wanted to take a look, "Yes, take a look." ”

"Go, go."

The bearded man knocked their hands away, "You can read the book again when it comes out, you must read it quietly for the first time." ”

He put the manuscript in his bag and read it very closely.

He didn't forget to ask Xu Guangzheng, "Let me write this generation of prefaces?" ”

Xu Guangzheng asked: "Who else is in this fairy tale besides you?" ”

The bearded man glanced at the schoolbag, and he bullied the book for not being published, and I am afraid that it will not be his turn to write it if it is to be published.

"Lao Xu."

The bearded man raised his glass, "This matter is enough brother, I respect you." ”

They clink glasses.

After putting down the cup, Liu Tao said enviously: "It's rare to see a book that makes a bearded man so excited, when will we see a mystery novel that excites me." ”

After being accustomed to reading mystery novels, while reading famous stories such as "Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection" and "Island Country Benge Reasoning", it is difficult for ordinary mystery novels to enter his eyes now, and he has not seen a book for a long time, and he can't wait to find a corner to shrink up and be excited.

He glanced outside, the rain was still falling, but as soon as the afternoon passed, there were more guests wandering, and the guests of the B&B also came in and out. Liu Tao feels that this environment is very suitable for speculative novels, there is murder in the glass room, and there are all living beings outside, so happy.

It's a pity that the environment is there, but the books are gone.