When Zeng Qiuyun told Song Yazhu everything that happened, Song Yazhu looked at Zeng Qiuyun with great admiration and said:

"Acting school! You're awesome! ”

Zeng Qiuyun smiled:

"To be honest, I'm embarrassed."

Song Yazhu retorted:

"This thing is bad for me first, if I'm embarrassed, I should be embarrassed."

But having said that, Song Yazhu was still happy in her heart, this problem that had plagued them for a long time had finally been solved. So after going home, Song Yazhu couldn't wait to share this matter with Zhang Jiaze.

Zhang Jiaze silently listened to Song Yazhu's eyebrows, and was amused by Song Yazhu's exaggerated expression from time to time:

"You didn't even see this with your own eyes, how can you say as if you were involved in the whole process?"

Song Yazhu pouted:

"Am I still not familiar with Zeng Qiuyun and Qiu Zhenzhen? I guess I can guess what it was like. ”

Zhang Jiaze nodded:

"Yes. But when it comes to acting, I think you're the best. ”

Song Yazhu smiled and pushed Zhang Jiaze:

"Who are you talking about!"

Zhang Jiaze also smiled:

"Say what about you, me! But Yazhu, although the matter of the report letter has been resolved, but the one who was plagiarized and didn't know it at all, are you still going to give an explanation? ”

Hearing what Zhang Jiaze said, Song Yazhu couldn't help but be stunned, she almost forgot about it

According to the previous idea, after solving the matter of the report letter, Song Yazhu is about to take the most critical step: directly explain the situation of the whole matter and apologize to her. As for how to decide, everything is still unknown. This is the most critical step, and the hardest. Song Yazhu didn't know how he would react after learning that his work had been plagiarized, maybe he would be considerate, or maybe he would be angry. And Song Yazhu could never ask the victim to help him hide it.

Song Yazhu understands that only the victim can decide whether to forgive or not. Although she has long let go of her prejudice against Zeng Qiuyun, she can't forgive Zeng Qiuyun in place of being far away, so she has to do this.

But now, things are developing in a good direction, if the time comes after that, what will Zeng Qiuyun think? It seems too contradictory to put on a pretense of wanting to help her start over, but in the end he still "denounces" her in person. Will Zeng Qiuyun understand her?

Thinking of this, Song Yazhu fell into a deep entanglement and frowned tightly.

Zhang Jiaze saw Song Yazhu's embarrassment and comforted:

"Hey, we're not in a hurry about this. I believe that if we show sincerity, we will also understand as graphic designers. ”

Song Yazhu sighed:

"I hope so."

Zhang Jiaze looked at his wife's gradually depressed expression, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he really couldn't help much. He gently grabbed Song Yazhu's shoulders and let her lean into his arms, wanting to give her some comfort and encouragement in his own way. And Song Yazhu felt that Zhang Jiaze's body temperature was transmitted to her side through her clothes, and her heart couldn't help but become warm.

The next day, Zhang Jiaze got up early in the morning and hurried to the vicinity of Wang Zhonggang's unit.

After Zhang Jiaze sent the revised draft to Wang Zhonggang yesterday, Wang Zhonggang called Zhang Jiaze in the middle of the night, hoping to use the morning break to discuss it together. Due to Wang Zhonggang's busy work, he didn't even have time to go home, so in order to save time, the two made an appointment at a bookstore near Wang Zhonggang's unit.

After rushing to the bookstore, Zhang Jiaze saw Wang Zhonggang sitting by the window at a glance. Different from his heroic appearance in the past, Wang Zhonggang looked a little haggard at this time, and a cyan beard grew on his face.

Zhang Jiaze walked over quickly and teased:

"Yo, isn't this our host Wang Da? Why do you look so depressed? ”

Hearing Zhang Jiaze's voice, Wang Zhonggang turned around and smiled:

"You're happy to see your brother in such a miserable situation, aren't you?"

Zhang Jiaze pulled out a chair and sat down:

"Don't dare, don't dare. But I still have to warn you that it's time to shave. ”

Wang Zhonggang sighed:

"I've been so busy these days, where can I have time to shave? After these two days, I will scrape again. I see me, it's time to take an annual leave and go out and relax. ”

Zhang Jiaze nodded and agreed:

"That's a good idea. Writing requires creativity, and creativity comes from a variety of different contexts. You're immersed in work all day long, and your thoughts are smoothed out. ”

Wang Zhonggang took out the printed manuscript and said:

"We'll talk about that later. Let's talk about the manuscript quickly, and I'll have to go back by 9 o'clock. ”

Zhang Jiaze looked at his watch, it was already 8 o'clock and 5 minutes. So the two raced against time and began a short discussion.

Wang Zhonggang first expressed his praise for Zhang Jiaze's revised draft, and then put forward two points that need to be improved: first, the length is too long, and second, there are too many blank spaces that need to be explained.

After putting forward these two points, Wang Zhonggang explained:

"The reason why it needs to be deleted is: the total number of words required for the entire biography is about 80,000 words, which should not be too much. The content before the establishment of the company was only used as a prologue and as a foreshadowing, so I think it should be cut down to 15,000 words. It needs to be explained because: this is a biography, it is not. In the book, the technique of leaving blank space will give the reader a lot of room for imagination, but in the biography, the reader must be given a clear explanation. ”

After listening to what Wang Zhonggang said, Zhang Jiaze suddenly realized that what he wrote did have this problem, but he never found it. It is said that bystanders are clear, and this is indeed the case. Wang Zhonggang stands from an objective point of view, and it is indeed easier to find problems. Zhang Jiaze understands that he is used to writing, and if he is asked to write a biography this time, he really can't convert it for a while, so there is such a problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiaze nodded approvingly:

"You're right, there are these problems. I'll improve it again when I go back today. ”

Seeing that Zhang Jiaze accepted his suggestion so calmly, Wang Zhonggang breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Zhonggang has always known Zhang Jiaze's stubbornness in writing, and Zhang Jiaze will not accept the ideas imposed on him by others. Now that Zhang Jiaze accepted the suggestion so easily, Wang Zhonggang was a little surprised.

So, Wang Zhonggang said with a smile:

"Okay, Jiaze, now so humble and teachable?"

Zhang Jiaze also smiled:

"This is a biography, I'm not good at it, of course I have to listen to other people's opinions. If you want to give me a comment, I won't listen to a word. ”

Subsequently, the two discussed specific ways to improve, and Zhang Jiaze took out a notebook and made a record one by one. And before you know it, it's almost 9 o'clock.

Wang Zhonggang still had something to do, so he had to say goodbye to Zhang Jiaze:

"I'll go back to work first. Jiaze, the matter of modification can only trouble you for the time being. When these two days are over, let's do it together. ”

Zhang Jiaze nodded:

"Alright, let's go back to work. I said it, there is no need to be so polite between our brothers, anyway, I am usually at home, so I have plenty of time. ”

Wang Zhonggang smiled and nodded, and then left the bookstore in a hurry.

Zhang Jiaze looked at Wang Zhonggang's back as he walked away quickly, and felt that this back seemed to be a little more haggard. He couldn't help but think that Wang Zhonggang's dream was to make a living by writing prose and poetry, but he had to be trapped by his busy work.

Was he really happy after all these years?